[ His breath catches, and in that moment when she holds her arms out to him for an embrace... she'll be able to see it, the way his expression well and truly softens... ]
Ai...
[ She offers herself to him, and he graciously accepts. In one quick motion, he's suddenly tearing off his shirt, the ruffled princely button-up that she's practically never seen him without. She's bared herself to him, held her arms out to him... this much is only fair, isn't it?
To hell with it all... he won't let this become a lie, it can't...
He leans down into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his pale body against hers. He thrusts his hips, barely managing to stifle a grunt as he feels the unbearably warm and tight sensation of her around him. ]
Ai...!
[ His voice gets more forceful, along with the way he moves. There isn't a semblance of kindness... he's taking her forcefully, roughly, intent on devouring her and nothing else. So it should really come as no surprise when, with him so close, he opens his mouth to bite down on her neck yet again. ]
[ Oh. Now they're the same, aren't they? Nothing pretty or fancy to cover up what they really are. He's so pale and skinny that even knowing it's not the case she thinks for a second as she looks up at at him that he must be cold. But then when he presses close just as she'd invited him to, he's even warmer than she'd expected. It's so lovely she can hardly stand it.
It's frightening. She's seen what he is by now. She knows just how easy he finds it to be cruel when the moment calls for it. Is she really so lonely, so desperate for anyone to have her as she is, that she'll look past all that for a person who's even a little gentle with her?
Not that he's being gentle now.
It's hardly a complaint. Even though their closeness makes all those bites light up again each time their bodies scrape against each other, even though he's being rough enough that she's hardly being given a chance to catch her breath. And especially not when his teeth come down on her neck again and Ai's voice crests in a shameless noise, a high, wavering moan. ]
Oberon, you're so- mean- [ Staccato gasps for air and half-hearted protests. ] Not while we're like this, it's way too much...!
[ Considering the fact that Ai is going to be sore literally all over by the time the sun rises, gentleness is not the name of tonight. He's rough, he's cruel, he's mean...
...but maybe all of that is what makes his shows of kindness, his moments of tenderness, that much more important. ]
Nn...!
[ It's probably because of how rough he's going, how deep he is into the heat of this moment, that he can't hold his bite back as much as before. He's still careful to not damage her, but his teeth sink deeper than before as he can't help but bite harder. ]
[ It hurts. Even more than before, to such a degree that her arms squeeze so tight around his neck, she'd be half choking him if he wasn't a Servant. Her voice goes ragged at the edges, pleas and protestation pouring out in tandem.
She remembers suddenly, the first night that had started all this. He'd held her so close she could feel his breath on her neck and she'd had the frightened, prey-brained thought that he could bite her throat out if he'd decided to do it.
If only she'd known. ]
Aaah, I'm not kidding...! Enough, enough...!
[ Her protests ring true this time, at least. It's not that she hates it but it's too much - too intense, too overwhelming, entirely too much sensation when he's already being rough enough to knock the breath clean out of her. ]
[ Despite his refusal to listen to her earlier, his teeth come off the instant her protests carry actual weight to them. With eyes like his, who needs safe words? The bite is slightly bloodier than the others, a deeper mark... not dangerously, of course, but still... for a second he feels bad about that.
Not enough to stop bullying her, though.
His teeth come off her neck... only for him to do exactly as Ai asks, crashing his lips against hers, still damaged from their first bites... it'd be a bit too much to split her lip for a fourth time tonight, he thinks.
...he thinks, as he bites lightly on her lip anyway, this time not hard enough to open up another cut for blood, but enough to aggravate the damage he's already done. Kiss her properly, huh...? A proper kiss might not be possible anymore. ]
[ The skin of her mouth's so tender at this point that she can't stop the noise that comes out of her the second his teeth find her lip again. She thinks for a second of just how dark and vivid whatever horrible mark must be on her mouth by now is going to be by the time they're done. Then she decides that's something the Ai of tomorrow can worry about.
She's absolutely still going to read him the riot act about it, though. ]
You're awful- [ She huffs that against his mouth without even bothering to try and break away from the kiss. ] How am I supposed to go anywhere tomorrow?
[ Of course, she suspects that she knows what the answer is going to be already.
All of the marks he's left are stinging but the newest one is deep enough that it's pulsing with every gasp she pulls in.
Maybe he'll heal them? Yeah, right. Going by the way he's ruining her mouth again, she's pretty certain that even if she asked, he'd go ahead and make them worse. ]
[ It's worth it, he thinks. He'll take being chastized relentlessly for this later, since it won't change the fact that he's marked her as his. He grins, she knows him so well, but... ]
What...? Don't feel like showing it off...?
[ He bites down again. ]
Hah... ask nicely.
[ Ask nicely instead of chastizing him for too long and maybe he'll heal her lip. The bite marks on the rest of her body, however, are a lost cause. She'll just have to cover up. He might be a little too proud of those.
Though with that said, he's bullying her enough for it to not take away from the control he has, but with how rough he's being with her, he's starting to look just a ragged as she does. ]
[ He's awful. He's the worst kind of bully imaginable. Again, she thinks about just biting down on his lip in return to see how he likes it but there's no way she's winning that way.
... Maybe it's on purpose. He's acting so perfectly composed like he always pretends to be but she can hear the catch and rough edges to his voice. For all his playing at it, it's not like he's unaffected either. And strangely, she finds that she likes hearing it more than she'd expected.
She absolutely isn't going to say it. It's just asking for trouble. But maybe just to herself she can think of him as a little cute right now. What's that thing they call it? Tsun-something?
So when he finally lets up on her mouth, Ai pulls back just enough to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Then his jaw. No biting, just the soft press of her mouth. ]
Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm your Master?
[ "Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm yours?"
See how you like getting bullied like this, mister. ]
[ ...god he loves her so fucking much. For a second his grin falters, his cheeks flushed in response to her question... ]
Hah, maybe not...
[ ...before his grin returns naturally. How could he not, when all he can think of is how much he loves this woman who dares to try and bully him back even while he's slamming into her again and again. ]
Maybe I'm just not a fan of subtlety...!
[ Said before he retaliates by suddenly thrusting even faster... as fast as he can, actually. Just to remind this cheeky idol who the top is tonight. ]
[ Well, she probably should've known she was going to pay for that. She doesn't even get a chance to enjoy that little moment of victory before he turns it back around on her.
But it's good. It's so good, it scares her. Being held this tight, being taken this roughly by someone who wants her like this. Someone who knows exactly how dirty and greedy she is and decides he's just as bad, if not worse. If they really are such a good match and if this really is something they both want- if it's okay to keep having it, even though they both know this has nothing to do with mana transfers or their contract anymore-
She's so beyond deep trouble right now it isn't even funny. But if she's already doomed, then what's the point in worrying anymore?
So she doesn't. Her arms tighten around his neck and she gives up. When the breaths pouring out of her manage to take the shape of words, they end up spilling out with the sound of his name. But the truth they're shot through with is so clear, even if she has no idea what she's letting out, that it's almost deafening: Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me. ]
[ Their thoughts align, her truth reaches his ears and he can't help but respond to it. When it comes to humans, being able to see their truth and their lies for what they really are is almost unbearable. Ai certainly isn't an exception to this, but...
Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me.
How ironic, that her truth would attract a being of lies like him so effectively. ]
Hah... hah...! Ai...!!
[ He indulges in her, devours her, presses his body against hers so as to touch her as much as he can... to ensure that he can't leave, to love her as much as she wants and more.
He can't take it any longer. Her warmth, her tightness... he's completely lost himself in it, and as he finally reaches that peak of sensation... he finds himself doing what he's enjoyed so much this entire time. He slams his hips in one last time, and as he erupts inside her, his teeth clamp down on her body one last time as well... biting down on her shoulder as he releases himself inside of his beloved Master. ]
[ Having someone say her name like that is so lovely. It's so embarrassing, it's so beyond unforgivable - but that's exactly why she can't get enough of it. She's not Ai of B-Komachi like this. She's barely even Hoshino Ai. So long as Oberon keeps saying her name like that, so long as they keep going like this, she doesn't have to worry about being either of them.
She didn't think he'd want her this badly. Not enough for it to feel this desperately good. She's already gasping and panting out his name still, but then his teeth clamp down on her shoulder and
ah
She really can't take it anymore.
She feels her whole body pull tight, sharp breath all the way down into the bottom of her lungs - and then release with the most shameless sounding moan that's come pouring out of her yet. It's too much, it's too much, it's too much and it feels like forever before her body's own response subsides.
By the time it finally does, she's a quivering, panting mess. Her face is pressed into the side of his neck as she clings onto him and her breaths come out ragged and uneven. It takes a few seconds for it to click in her head exactly what's just happened but then -
Hold on- wait, hold on, isn't that the worst kind of cliche ever? You and your partner, both at the same time - and to make matters a hundred times worse, it happened because he bit her?! ]
[ Perhaps it is a little cliché... but hey, what's the problem with that? He'll defend it. After all... it is what they just did. ]
Hn...! Nn...
[ From a practical perspective... what they've just done is so much more effective than their bloodied kiss it's almost funny. The instant they both hit their releases, Oberon can feel a physical path open up to flood mana into his container... the irony not being lost on him that functionally, the process of filling him involves filling her in the physical sense.
But honestly... even as his own body relaxes and he slumps on top of her, breathing hard onto the shoulder he just bit, he still doesn't care about any of that. ]
Ai...
[ And for a moment, he just... stays like that, basking in the afterglow of what they've just done together, their mutual dooming as they lost themselves in each other. ]
[ How does mana transfer feel on the other side of things? Ai doesn't feel a thing - or, well. She doesn't feel a thing that has anything to do with mana. Her warm shudders and heated, shallow breaths all speak for themselves. Given the way he's gone unusually loose and pliant against her, breath rasping out in the same way hers is, she imagines it can't feel all that terrible.
After a long moment of quiet, her hand steals up to thread her fingers through his hair, loosely cradling the back of his head. ]
You were right. I guess this is a little more efficient.
[ She's teasing again, but her voice is low, warm and fond. ]
[ Efficient, huh... is that going to be their excuse from now on? Efficiency? The thought makes him laugh. ]
Aha...
[ He pushes himself up with his arms just enough so that his weight isn't fully on top of Ai and looks down at her, their faces still so intimately close. He brings his clawed hand up to caress her cheek. ]
Maybe you're just too small.
[ As if the fact that he's almost a foot taller than her changes that he's heavy... and if she's too small, then that makes him even more of a brute for how rough he went with her. She was already going to be sore all over because of his biting, but she's going to be extra sore down there now.
Still, efficiency... as far as excuses go, it's not bad, especially since... ]
Efficient... I suppose that means we've found our method, then.
[ ...now that he's tasted her like this, he can't imagine not wanting more. ]
Then doesn't it make it even worse that you bullied me like that? [ Huff, huff. ] Pick on someone your own size, meanie.
[ Even without Fae Eyes to see through her, it couldn't be any more clear she's just playing. Her expression's all sorts of soft and fond and that's before taking into account all the, uh, very encouraging noises she'd been making just moments before.
So, yes. He's absolutely a brute. But it doesn't seem as though she minds.
Before he can respond, she tips her face up and kisses him again, just as she'd done before - a press of lips to the corner of his mouth, the crest of his cheek, his jaw. And then her arms wind around his neck and she hugs him. Tight. ]
Don't disappear. Help me get my wish. Stay with me, right up until the end.
[ Soft as her voice is, it's an unmistakable command rather than the desperate plea she'd spilled out when she'd first spoken those words. ]
Since I'm your Master... if I give you a command like that then you have to make sure it happens.
[ He returns the kiss, gentle for once as he peppers her damaged lips with his own. He lets her pull him in and hold him tight, and... ]
Ai...
[ His eyes widen. Ai has never exactly been a commanding Master... hell, if she was, then why the hell would she be cleaning up after him all the time? It makes the sound of her voice, soft yet firm, catch him off-guard. ]
...Hah! What are you doing, trying to act like a Master now?
[ Considering the noises he was forcing out of you a few minutes ago, he can't help but laugh after receiving a command of all things right after. Hell, he hasn't even pulled out yet... what kind of Master commands her Servant while in this state?
Still, he presses his forehead against hers and smiles. ]
...Yes, my Master.
[ He will bring you victory, he will grant your wish... no matter what. ]
...but first!
[ Then, all of a sudden, he's scooping her up into his arms in a bridal carry and standing up in one swift motion. ]
What, you thought we were done? You've still got a lot to give me, Master.
[ Yes, he's not supposed to call her "Master", but he's saying it very clearly to be teasing/bullying right now. In any case, he starts to walk to her actual bedroom with her in his arms, and it may be clear at this point that she's in for a long, long night.
Well, at least he's making their first night after succumbing to their uncontrollable feelings a memorable one. ]
[ She's absolutely in no fit state to resist or protest - in fact, she's still in such a warm, hazy daze that she barely even registers what's happening until she's already in his arms. Her hands scrabble to find purchase on his shoulders. ]
Um, hold on a second- I mean, it's not that I don't- it's just, don't we need a second to-?
[ Oh. Hold on. Servants are superior to regular humans in all sorts of ways, strength, speed and... st... amina...
There's no way it applies to this. There's no way, right?
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Ai...
[ She offers herself to him, and he graciously accepts. In one quick motion, he's suddenly tearing off his shirt, the ruffled princely button-up that she's practically never seen him without. She's bared herself to him, held her arms out to him... this much is only fair, isn't it?
To hell with it all... he won't let this become a lie, it can't...He leans down into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her and pressing his pale body against hers. He thrusts his hips, barely managing to stifle a grunt as he feels the unbearably warm and tight sensation of her around him. ]
Ai...!
[ His voice gets more forceful, along with the way he moves. There isn't a semblance of kindness... he's taking her forcefully, roughly, intent on devouring her and nothing else. So it should really come as no surprise when, with him so close, he opens his mouth to bite down on her neck yet again. ]
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It's frightening. She's seen what he is by now. She knows just how easy he finds it to be cruel when the moment calls for it. Is she really so lonely, so desperate for anyone to have her as she is, that she'll look past all that for a person who's even a little gentle with her?
Not that he's being gentle now.
It's hardly a complaint. Even though their closeness makes all those bites light up again each time their bodies scrape against each other, even though he's being rough enough that she's hardly being given a chance to catch her breath. And especially not when his teeth come down on her neck again and Ai's voice crests in a shameless noise, a high, wavering moan. ]
Oberon, you're so- mean- [ Staccato gasps for air and half-hearted protests. ] Not while we're like this, it's way too much...!
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...but maybe all of that is what makes his shows of kindness, his moments of tenderness, that much more important. ]
Nn...!
[ It's probably because of how rough he's going, how deep he is into the heat of this moment, that he can't hold his bite back as much as before. He's still careful to not damage her, but his teeth sink deeper than before as he can't help but bite harder. ]
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She remembers suddenly, the first night that had started all this. He'd held her so close she could feel his breath on her neck and she'd had the frightened, prey-brained thought that he could bite her throat out if he'd decided to do it.
If only she'd known. ]
Aaah, I'm not kidding...! Enough, enough...!
[ Her protests ring true this time, at least. It's not that she hates it but it's too much - too intense, too overwhelming, entirely too much sensation when he's already being rough enough to knock the breath clean out of her. ]
K-kiss me properly at least, you bully...!
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With eyes like his, who needs safe words?The bite is slightly bloodier than the others, a deeper mark... not dangerously, of course, but still... for a second he feels bad about that.Not enough to stop bullying her, though.
His teeth come off her neck... only for him to do exactly as Ai asks, crashing his lips against hers, still damaged from their first bites... it'd be a bit too much to split her lip for a fourth time tonight, he thinks.
...he thinks, as he bites lightly on her lip anyway, this time not hard enough to open up another cut for blood, but enough to aggravate the damage he's already done. Kiss her properly, huh...? A proper kiss might not be possible anymore. ]
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She's absolutely still going to read him the riot act about it, though. ]
You're awful- [ She huffs that against his mouth without even bothering to try and break away from the kiss. ] How am I supposed to go anywhere tomorrow?
[ Of course, she suspects that she knows what the answer is going to be already.
All of the marks he's left are stinging but the newest one is deep enough that it's pulsing with every gasp she pulls in.
Maybe he'll heal them? Yeah, right. Going by the way he's ruining her mouth again, she's pretty certain that even if she asked, he'd go ahead and make them worse. ]
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What...? Don't feel like showing it off...?
[ He bites down again. ]
Hah... ask nicely.
[ Ask nicely instead of chastizing him for too long and maybe he'll heal her lip. The bite marks on the rest of her body, however, are a lost cause. She'll just have to cover up.
He might be a little too proud of those.Though with that said, he's bullying her enough for it to not take away from the control he has, but with how rough he's being with her, he's starting to look just a ragged as she does. ]
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... Maybe it's on purpose. He's acting so perfectly composed like he always pretends to be but she can hear the catch and rough edges to his voice. For all his playing at it, it's not like he's unaffected either. And strangely, she finds that she likes hearing it more than she'd expected.
She absolutely isn't going to say it. It's just asking for trouble. But maybe just to herself she can think of him as a little cute right now. What's that thing they call it? Tsun-something?
So when he finally lets up on her mouth, Ai pulls back just enough to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Then his jaw. No biting, just the soft press of her mouth. ]
Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm your Master?
[ "Does anybody else really need to see it to know I'm yours?"
See how you like getting bullied like this, mister. ]
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Hah, maybe not...
[ ...before his grin returns naturally. How could he not, when all he can think of is how much he loves this woman who dares to try and bully him back even while he's slamming into her again and again. ]
Maybe I'm just not a fan of subtlety...!
[ Said before he retaliates by suddenly thrusting even faster... as fast as he can, actually. Just to remind this cheeky idol who the top is tonight. ]
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[ Well, she probably should've known she was going to pay for that. She doesn't even get a chance to enjoy that little moment of victory before he turns it back around on her.
But it's good. It's so good, it scares her. Being held this tight, being taken this roughly by someone who wants her like this. Someone who knows exactly how dirty and greedy she is and decides he's just as bad, if not worse. If they really are such a good match and if this really is something they both want- if it's okay to keep having it, even though they both know this has nothing to do with mana transfers or their contract anymore-
She's so beyond deep trouble right now it isn't even funny. But if she's already doomed, then what's the point in worrying anymore?
So she doesn't. Her arms tighten around his neck and she gives up. When the breaths pouring out of her manage to take the shape of words, they end up spilling out with the sound of his name. But the truth they're shot through with is so clear, even if she has no idea what she's letting out, that it's almost deafening: Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me. ]
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Please touch me. Please don't let go of me. Please love me.
How ironic, that her truth would attract a being of lies like him so effectively. ]
Hah... hah...! Ai...!!
[ He indulges in her, devours her, presses his body against hers so as to touch her as much as he can... to ensure that he can't leave, to love her as much as she wants and more.
He can't take it any longer. Her warmth, her tightness... he's completely lost himself in it, and as he finally reaches that peak of sensation... he finds himself doing what he's enjoyed so much this entire time. He slams his hips in one last time, and as he erupts inside her, his teeth clamp down on her body one last time as well... biting down on her shoulder as he releases himself inside of his beloved Master. ]
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She didn't think he'd want her this badly. Not enough for it to feel this desperately good. She's already gasping and panting out his name still, but then his teeth clamp down on her shoulder and
ah
She really can't take it anymore.
She feels her whole body pull tight, sharp breath all the way down into the bottom of her lungs - and then release with the most shameless sounding moan that's come pouring out of her yet. It's too much, it's too much, it's too much and it feels like forever before her body's own response subsides.
By the time it finally does, she's a quivering, panting mess. Her face is pressed into the side of his neck as she clings onto him and her breaths come out ragged and uneven. It takes a few seconds for it to click in her head exactly what's just happened but then -
Hold on- wait, hold on, isn't that the worst kind of cliche ever? You and your partner, both at the same time - and to make matters a hundred times worse, it happened because he bit her?! ]
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Hn...! Nn...
[ From a practical perspective... what they've just done is so much more effective than their bloodied kiss it's almost funny. The instant they both hit their releases, Oberon can feel a physical path open up to flood mana into his container... the irony not being lost on him that functionally, the process of filling him involves filling her in the physical sense.
But honestly... even as his own body relaxes and he slumps on top of her, breathing hard onto the shoulder he just bit, he still doesn't care about any of that. ]
Ai...
[ And for a moment, he just... stays like that, basking in the afterglow of what they've just done together, their mutual dooming as they lost themselves in each other. ]
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After a long moment of quiet, her hand steals up to thread her fingers through his hair, loosely cradling the back of his head. ]
You were right. I guess this is a little more efficient.
[ She's teasing again, but her voice is low, warm and fond. ]
You're heavy, you know.
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Aha...
[ He pushes himself up with his arms just enough so that his weight isn't fully on top of Ai and looks down at her, their faces still so intimately close. He brings his clawed hand up to caress her cheek. ]
Maybe you're just too small.
[ As if the fact that he's almost a foot taller than her changes that he's heavy... and if she's too small, then that makes him even more of a brute for how rough he went with her. She was already going to be sore all over because of his biting, but she's going to be extra sore down there now.
Still, efficiency... as far as excuses go, it's not bad, especially since... ]
Efficient... I suppose that means we've found our method, then.
[ ...now that he's tasted her like this, he can't imagine not wanting more. ]
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[ Even without Fae Eyes to see through her, it couldn't be any more clear she's just playing. Her expression's all sorts of soft and fond and that's before taking into account all the, uh, very encouraging noises she'd been making just moments before.
So, yes. He's absolutely a brute. But it doesn't seem as though she minds.
Before he can respond, she tips her face up and kisses him again, just as she'd done before - a press of lips to the corner of his mouth, the crest of his cheek, his jaw. And then her arms wind around his neck and she hugs him. Tight. ]
Don't disappear. Help me get my wish. Stay with me, right up until the end.
[ Soft as her voice is, it's an unmistakable command rather than the desperate plea she'd spilled out when she'd first spoken those words. ]
Since I'm your Master... if I give you a command like that then you have to make sure it happens.
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Ai...
[ His eyes widen. Ai has never exactly been a commanding Master... hell, if she was, then why the hell would she be cleaning up after him all the time? It makes the sound of her voice, soft yet firm, catch him off-guard. ]
...Hah! What are you doing, trying to act like a Master now?
[ Considering the noises he was forcing out of you a few minutes ago, he can't help but laugh after receiving a command of all things right after. Hell, he hasn't even pulled out yet... what kind of Master commands her Servant while in this state?
Still, he presses his forehead against hers and smiles. ]
...Yes, my Master.
[ He will bring you victory, he will grant your wish... no matter what. ]
...but first!
[ Then, all of a sudden, he's scooping her up into his arms in a bridal carry and standing up in one swift motion. ]
What, you thought we were done? You've still got a lot to give me, Master.
[ Yes, he's not supposed to call her "Master", but he's saying it very clearly to be teasing/bullying right now. In any case, he starts to walk to her actual bedroom with her in his arms, and it may be clear at this point that she's in for a long, long night.
Well, at least he's making their first night after succumbing to their uncontrollable feelings a memorable one. ]
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[ She's absolutely in no fit state to resist or protest - in fact, she's still in such a warm, hazy daze that she barely even registers what's happening until she's already in his arms. Her hands scrabble to find purchase on his shoulders. ]
Um, hold on a second- I mean, it's not that I don't- it's just, don't we need a second to-?
[ Oh. Hold on. Servants are superior to regular humans in all sorts of ways, strength, speed and... st... amina...
There's no way it applies to this. There's no way, right?
Oh, she's in real trouble now, isn't she? ]