Oh, you will? Good. It'd a shame if I went this far and you forgot once we woke up.
[ She presses the words in with a kiss - and then a bite, tugging on his ear with her teeth just enough to sting. See? She can play at this, too. ]
Besides. There's no way you're ever going to make me believe you don't want this just as much. I can feel it right here.
[ Another agonisingly slow drag of her hips against him. If it's already stirring a pleasant impatience in her belly, then she feels pretty confident that it's at least twice as bad for him. ]
So you really are the type who's totally defenceless when you're caught off guard... that's so cute.
[ It's a completely new look for him, his face flushed completely red. He practically shudders when she bites his ear, and that slow grind. ]
Fuck...
[ Twice as bad? Try three times... he's desperate for her to do more, the layers containing the large dead giveaway of how much he's enjoying this only serving to edge him even further... yet he's incapable of pushing her down.
All he can do is fight back as best as he can, so as to retain at least some of his pride. ]
Defenseless... as if you can talk...!
[ His hands start to run up her chest, fingers tracing the various marks on her skin, even in this dream. Clearly, he didn't bite her enough, seeing as how she's all too willing to turn the tables on him. ]
[ The laugh that puffs out against his ear really can't be called anything but smug. ]
Of course I'm defenceless. I'm an idol, aren't I? And I was getting picked on by an awful bully like you. There's no way I'd ever be able to stand up for myself.
[ Another kiss - this time to his jaw as she makes her way back to his mouth. ]
So what's your excuse for not being able to stand up to a helpless little bunny like me? Unless...
[ Back to his mouth, another kiss much too quick to be really satisfying. ]
You just don't want to?
[ She settles against him, the warm press of her body at once a promise and a threat. And her low, honeyed voice is certainly the latter. ]
Oberon. You said it yourself. If it's here, you can be a little more honest, right?
[ She's teasing him, she's teasing him and it's working. He makes a quick nip at her when she kisses his mouth, but she still remains thoroughly in control... the feeling of her full body pressed against his sending a shudder down his spine. ]
Nn... a bunny, huh? What are you, a bunny in heat, then...?
[ Something something mating like rabbits... he can't even get that retort out properly like this. Her voice is honeyed... a honeytrap that no insect can escape from.
He turns his head away from her, red taking over the pale of his face all too easily. ]
Of... of course I don't...
[ How could he ever want to when it feels this good? ]
[ He's all flustered. Cute. Maybe she's just as much of a bully as he is... being compatible with her Servant really is troublesome and handy in all sorts of ways, huh?
But she's pried a little honesty out of him. And she can feel just how badly she's working him up. So maybe it's time for her to be... just a little nicer. ]
I mean... just look what a mess you made.
[ She slowly slides the sagging straps of her sundress down her arms - and then the front of the dress as well. Just enough for him to really see just how many marks are still dotted all over her skin.
And, you know. Anything else under her dress he might want to look at. This was supposed to be her being nicer, right? ]
[ Oberon can't suppress the need to suck in a breath. God, she's beautiful... and even moreso with his handiwork. From where she's straddled, she'll be able to feel the way he presses up against her a little harder.
"Nicer" his ass, she's still torturing him. ]
Fuck, you're beautiful...
[ In yet another show of honesty being forcefully dragged out of him, the words come out, unable to remain simply in his head. ]
[ . . . Hm. People say that sort of thing about her all the time - she's pretty, she's beautiful, she's cute and youthful and all the rest of it - but hearing him say it in that voice while she looks like this...
A soft little breath comes sighing out of her and that mischievous smile once again warms into something sweet. ]
Tch. Don't think I'll let you off easy just because you're flattering me.
[ ... is what she says, but she leans in to give him a proper kiss. If he's going to say something that sweet, she can actually be a little nicer this time. ... Even if she is still nipping at his mouth to tease him.
She really must look all kinds of disgraceful right now - with her white dress pooled around her hips, bites and hickeys plain as day anywhere you'd care to look.
But Oberon's the only one looking. So what does it matter. ]
[ Oberon's never held back on his distaste for humanity's idol culture... but it did give him a woman so similar to him that they were able to meet, and more than that...
...having this sight all to himself doesn't sound too bad. ]
Of course not...
[ He nips back, of course... what better kiss is there for him than one where they're biting each other, after all? But more than that, as if to punish her for showing him mercy, he gives her a bit of a counterattack.
His arms wrap around her, holding her against his body as he starts to lightly thrust his hips upward against her, pressing up against her and returning the favor for before. ]
[ Her voice tumbles out of her mouth into the kiss, low and warm and sweet. The second time it comes out it's louder, rough edged and more heated. The third time, it comes out as a laugh. ]
Ah... sorry, are you getting a little impatient? Did I tease you a little too much?
[ At least she admits it... But going by the smile she's wearing, she's not letting up on it any time soon. ]
Jeez. After all that last night and you're still this worked up? ... Not that I can talk...
[ It's good, though. Just enough to itch at that needy impatience in her belly and just enough to make it that bit worse.
Maybe she's the one who can't control herself. After all, she started it. ]
And who's fault is that? I seriously didn't think you'd be this insatiable...
[ She's on top, she's in control... yet they both want each other just as desperately as the other. ]
Yeah... let's make this a dream to remember...
[ As if it wasn't already with the movie and everything? He wants to touch her properly... he wants her to touch him properly... be it in reality or in a dream, he wants her. He needs her. ]
It's like I said, isn't it? We're just as bad as each other. Isn't that why we're such a good match?
[ She's only mostly sure the Throne doesn't take this kind of thing into account at this point...
So she'll let him touch as much as she likes. There's really no point in having this dress on anymore so she lifts out up and over her head - with it gone, it's all bare skin and... ]
Oh. Huh. They're white this time. ... I'm pretty sure I didn't do that on purpose, but...
[ it seriously took her that long to notice what she was wearing under her own dress...??? In her defence, a certain someone had her pet distracted but still... ]
[ He lets out a laugh of his own, amused and fond all at once. ]
Hah... white after black?
[ The irony of her dressed so purely after the events of last night is hardly lost on him... but hey, who is he to complain about being treated to both black and white in a single night?
He can't quite undress with her straddling him like this, but he shrugs off his fur stole and cloak before leaning up to plant kisses on her bare body, on the marks that he so generously made on her, claiming her as his.
Though now it's her turn to claim him, isn't it? ]
I guess it would've been pretty dumb to wear black under a white dress...
[ Right. This was definitely a choice her brain made for her based purely on practicality and nothing else. Sure.
Her arms curl around him as he leans in - wrapped loosely around his neck, just enough that she can hug him against her, face pressed into his hair. It's not that she'd disliked just how much of a bully he'd been last night but this is...
It's nice. It's more gentle than she'd been expecting after she'd worked him up into such a state. ]
Even though it's a dream, you're still really warm.
[ She dips her head down and presses a kiss of her own to the crown of his head. With his stole out of the way, her fingers stroke down the back of his neck and slide delicately under the collar of his shirt. ]
[ She's practically holding his face to her chest like this, something he goes along with gratefully. He peppers her chest with kisses, considerably more gentle compared to last night, when he bit her again and again without rest... but while he's being gentler with her now, he's still... well, him. Every so often, she'll be able to feel him nibble at her chest while his hands move to her back to unclip her pure white bra. ]
So are you... we really are as bad as each other...
[ He continues to rock his hips against her, grinding himself against her and continuing to edge them both more and more. ]
[ Her breath comes out airy and soft and hot in time with his touch. She's flushed pink all the way down her neck and she keeps thinking of just how ridiculous it is to be doing this here, doing it in the middle of a dream, but -
Nobody ever chooses her. Nobody ever asks her to love them and wants it to come from Hoshino Ai. Can she really be blamed for indulging them both like this? ]
There's no point in trying to leave any marks on me in here, is there?
[ Not that it sounds like she's complaining... ]
... But it does feel good. No wonder you're getting so impatient, though.
[ She meets him with a slow, deliberate drag of her hips against him that makes her own breath catch in her throat. ]
[ They'll remember it... remember where they left marks, even if they aren't there in reality. It's hardly the most ridiculous thing they're doing in this dream, after all. He wonders if Ai will think of this next time she goes to a theater in reality... ]
Of course not...
[ His hands unclip her white bra and pulls it off of her, tossing it away as if it were just more litter in the theater. His teeth find her exposed nipple, gently nibbling at it before continuing. ]
[ Again, that sense of having layers of protection peeled away from her body rather than her clothes. The fabric of the seat under her scratches her knees and it's a reminder that even if there's no one else here and there never will be... this is still technically somewhere kind of public.
It's a little embarrassing, when she really stops to think about it. But once his teeth touch her skin, she finds it's very hard to care. ]
You keep proving me right that you're a glutton, you know.
[ But when the thing he wants this badly is her, how can she complain?
She lowers her head again to nip at his ear once more and this time, more words follow, low and soft. ]
Go ahead and take as much of me as you want, then.
[ Is it a sign of voyeurism that Ai is dreaming of doing this in such a public location? Questions for later, since with her offering herself up to him... how could he ever refuse. ]
Ai...
[ He's desperate for her. He bites down on her chest harder, not enough to break skin, but still enough to hurt. Meanwhile, his clawed hand runs down her back to her last remaining layer of protection, hooks one of his fingers on the fabric... and using his sharp claws, tears the white fabric off.
There's a brief justification for this in his head... that since this is a dream, it's not like it matters if he damages her underwear. In reality, though, he just couldn't bear the thought of her needing to get off of him.
With her now bare and on top of him, he starts to rock his hips even faster... the only layer between them now being his own. ]
[ Oh. She really has gone and worked him up, hasn't she? Even last night, when they were both running on the momentum of their restraint snapping in tandem, he'd never sounded quite so needy or so desperate. Even the way he shreds through those last remaining layers speaks to his control slipping and never mind that note of a plea in his voice.
She never thought she'd hear him say please quite like that. ]
Sorry. Was I a little too mean to you? [ She dips her head down to meet him in a kiss and her voice has warmed into something fond and gentle. ] Maybe I'm not cut out to be a bully after all.
[ As she kisses him, her hands ease down his body. She doesn't bother with his shirt - both of them are way too impatient for that as this point - and goes right to unfastening his pants. .... or trying to, anyway. She's a little distracted by kissing him. ]
[ "Oh please" he thinks. He'd be disappointed if she never tried to bully him again. He knows exactly how much she's enjoyed bullying him, and that this certainly won't be the last time she tries it. ]
Hah... don't say that when you've already gotten me to this point...
[ He kisses her back, nipping at her lips and dancing his tongue with hers. His pants aren't complicated, they're easy enough for her to unfasten and push down. His length springs out once it's done, pressing directly against her bare entrance and earning another gasp of sensation out of him, even as they kiss. ]
Ai...
[ His hands are gripping her hips, his face is flushed, he wants to push her down and have his way with her... but in this moment, he wants her to be the one doing it even more than that. ]
Well you were just so cute. I really couldn't help myself.
[ It still feels a little strange to hear it come out of her mouth and to be talking about him. Maybe he doesn't frighten her anymore, but the idea that her cold, sharp-edged Servant could have softened up enough for her to be this charmed by him... even seeing it with her own eyes, it's a little hard to believe.
Maybe that's why she's so delighted by it.
Her arms wind around his neck again so she can anchor herself against him properly. She thinks about dragging this out a little longer, seeing just how far she can push him... but then he goes and says her name like that and her heart flutters in her chest.
He really is so cute.
Her voice pours out as she sinks down onto him, sweet and hot, and a lovely tremble goes all the way up her spine. For all that she'd played at being the one in control, she's suddenly very aware of just how needy she'd been feeling all along, too. ]
Aaah... see? I'm not going anywhere. You can have as much of me as you want.
[ It's strange, being called cute of all things, especially when he considers himself to be disgusting. If anyone else had dared to say that about him, he'd have lashed out, but hearing it from her...
...Well, let's just say it's a good thing his face can't get much more flushed. ]
A-Ah...! Hah...!
[ With him below her like this, she has a front-row seat to seeing the way his flushed expression contorts and gasps in the sensation of her sinking down onto him. He'd been able to mask it the night before with the physical effort of being the one on top, but now it's on full display exactly how good it feels for him. ]
Ai...!
[ His hands grip her hips, his claws inadvertently dig into her skin, and he starts to buck his hips against hers... thrusting into her desperately, wanting nothing more than to devour her like this. ]
[ Once more, Ai's breath comes pouring out of her, heated gasps and low, sweet moans. A little part of her almost feels bad that she'd worked him into a state like this, but with the way his voice is spilling out as well, the way his hands are digging into her hips... she thinks he doesn't mind.
And really - when it feels this good, how could it be that bad, really? ]
Ah... ahah...! Sorry, did I really tease you this bad? I didn't mean to...
[ Liar. He doesn't need fae eyes to see through that. ]
[ He can't even point out her lie, he's too busy being overwhelmed by the sensation of becoming one with her. Even now, she holds an advantage over him... able to tease him while he loses himself in her. ]
Ai...! Mn...!
[ Her kiss catches him off-guard, which he thinks is reasonable, considering how lost he is in her. Still, he returns the kiss as usual, still thrusting into her and practically melting into her embrace.
Look at them, sitting in an empty theater, her naked form bouncing on top of him while they kiss...
[ Even if this is just a dream, this really is shameless. Or, no - it's because this is a dream that it's as shameless as it is. Because there's no need to worry about anyone or anything else. Because this is a space just for the two of them. Because he asked her to come here, intentionally or not, and even though they're surely not even inch apart in reality, Ai couldn't help but follow.
Hm. When she puts it like that, which of them is the most desperate here? ]
Ah, you can't even talk...! [ A warm, breathless laugh. ] You really are so cute like this... no wonder you were such a bully...!
[ She kisses him again, just for long enough to nip at his mouth before her lips return to his ear. Her breath pours out hot with her words. ]
It's a little embarrassing like this. Right? Even though it's just the two of us. But that's okay with me. If you're the only one looking, I don't mind at all.
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[ She presses the words in with a kiss - and then a bite, tugging on his ear with her teeth just enough to sting. See? She can play at this, too. ]
Besides. There's no way you're ever going to make me believe you don't want this just as much. I can feel it right here.
[ Another agonisingly slow drag of her hips against him. If it's already stirring a pleasant impatience in her belly, then she feels pretty confident that it's at least twice as bad for him. ]
So you really are the type who's totally defenceless when you're caught off guard... that's so cute.
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[ It's a completely new look for him, his face flushed completely red. He practically shudders when she bites his ear, and that slow grind. ]
Fuck...
[ Twice as bad? Try three times... he's desperate for her to do more, the layers containing the large dead giveaway of how much he's enjoying this only serving to edge him even further... yet he's incapable of pushing her down.
All he can do is fight back as best as he can, so as to retain at least some of his pride. ]
Defenseless... as if you can talk...!
[ His hands start to run up her chest, fingers tracing the various marks on her skin, even in this dream. Clearly, he didn't bite her enough, seeing as how she's all too willing to turn the tables on him. ]
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Of course I'm defenceless. I'm an idol, aren't I? And I was getting picked on by an awful bully like you. There's no way I'd ever be able to stand up for myself.
[ Another kiss - this time to his jaw as she makes her way back to his mouth. ]
So what's your excuse for not being able to stand up to a helpless little bunny like me? Unless...
[ Back to his mouth, another kiss much too quick to be really satisfying. ]
You just don't want to?
[ She settles against him, the warm press of her body at once a promise and a threat. And her low, honeyed voice is certainly the latter. ]
Oberon. You said it yourself. If it's here, you can be a little more honest, right?
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Nn... a bunny, huh? What are you, a bunny in heat, then...?
[ Something something mating like rabbits... he can't even get that retort out properly like this. Her voice is honeyed... a honeytrap that no insect can escape from.
He turns his head away from her, red taking over the pale of his face all too easily. ]
Of... of course I don't...
[ How could he ever want to when it feels this good? ]
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[ He's all flustered. Cute. Maybe she's just as much of a bully as he is... being compatible with her Servant really is troublesome and handy in all sorts of ways, huh?
But she's pried a little honesty out of him. And she can feel just how badly she's working him up. So maybe it's time for her to be... just a little nicer. ]
I mean... just look what a mess you made.
[ She slowly slides the sagging straps of her sundress down her arms - and then the front of the dress as well. Just enough for him to really see just how many marks are still dotted all over her skin.
And, you know. Anything else under her dress he might want to look at. This was supposed to be her being nicer, right? ]
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"Nicer" his ass, she's still torturing him. ]
Fuck, you're beautiful...
[ In yet another show of honesty being forcefully dragged out of him, the words come out, unable to remain simply in his head. ]
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A soft little breath comes sighing out of her and that mischievous smile once again warms into something sweet. ]
Tch. Don't think I'll let you off easy just because you're flattering me.
[ ... is what she says, but she leans in to give him a proper kiss. If he's going to say something that sweet, she can actually be a little nicer this time. ... Even if she is still nipping at his mouth to tease him.
She really must look all kinds of disgraceful right now - with her white dress pooled around her hips, bites and hickeys plain as day anywhere you'd care to look.
But Oberon's the only one looking. So what does it matter. ]
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...having this sight all to himself doesn't sound too bad. ]
Of course not...
[ He nips back, of course... what better kiss is there for him than one where they're biting each other, after all? But more than that, as if to punish her for showing him mercy, he gives her a bit of a counterattack.
His arms wrap around her, holding her against his body as he starts to lightly thrust his hips upward against her, pressing up against her and returning the favor for before. ]
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Ah... sorry, are you getting a little impatient? Did I tease you a little too much?
[ At least she admits it... But going by the smile she's wearing, she's not letting up on it any time soon. ]
Jeez. After all that last night and you're still this worked up? ... Not that I can talk...
[ It's good, though. Just enough to itch at that needy impatience in her belly and just enough to make it that bit worse.
Maybe she's the one who can't control herself. After all, she started it. ]
Maybe you'd want to touch me properly, then?
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[ She's on top, she's in control... yet they both want each other just as desperately as the other. ]
Yeah... let's make this a dream to remember...
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It's like I said, isn't it? We're just as bad as each other. Isn't that why we're such a good match?
[ She's only mostly sure the Throne doesn't take this kind of thing into account at this point...
So she'll let him touch as much as she likes. There's really no point in having this dress on anymore so she lifts out up and over her head - with it gone, it's all bare skin and... ]
Oh. Huh. They're white this time. ... I'm pretty sure I didn't do that on purpose, but...
[ it seriously took her that long to notice what she was wearing under her own dress...??? In her defence, a certain someone had her pet distracted but still... ]
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Hah... white after black?
[ The irony of her dressed so purely after the events of last night is hardly lost on him... but hey, who is he to complain about being treated to both black and white in a single night?
He can't quite undress with her straddling him like this, but he shrugs off his fur stole and cloak before leaning up to plant kisses on her bare body, on the marks that he so generously made on her, claiming her as his.
Though now it's her turn to claim him, isn't it? ]
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[ Right. This was definitely a choice her brain made for her based purely on practicality and nothing else. Sure.
Her arms curl around him as he leans in - wrapped loosely around his neck, just enough that she can hug him against her, face pressed into his hair. It's not that she'd disliked just how much of a bully he'd been last night but this is...
It's nice. It's more gentle than she'd been expecting after she'd worked him up into such a state. ]
Even though it's a dream, you're still really warm.
[ She dips her head down and presses a kiss of her own to the crown of his head. With his stole out of the way, her fingers stroke down the back of his neck and slide delicately under the collar of his shirt. ]
I guess I did get you a little heated up, though.
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So are you... we really are as bad as each other...
[ He continues to rock his hips against her, grinding himself against her and continuing to edge them both more and more. ]
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Nobody ever chooses her. Nobody ever asks her to love them and wants it to come from Hoshino Ai. Can she really be blamed for indulging them both like this? ]
There's no point in trying to leave any marks on me in here, is there?
[ Not that it sounds like she's complaining... ]
... But it does feel good. No wonder you're getting so impatient, though.
[ She meets him with a slow, deliberate drag of her hips against him that makes her own breath catch in her throat. ]
This isn't enough for you, is it?
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[ They'll remember it... remember where they left marks, even if they aren't there in reality. It's hardly the most ridiculous thing they're doing in this dream, after all.
He wonders if Ai will think of this next time she goes to a theater in reality...]Of course not...
[ His hands unclip her white bra and pulls it off of her, tossing it away as if it were just more litter in the theater. His teeth find her exposed nipple, gently nibbling at it before continuing. ]
Give me all of yourself, Ai...
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It's a little embarrassing, when she really stops to think about it. But once his teeth touch her skin, she finds it's very hard to care. ]
You keep proving me right that you're a glutton, you know.
[ But when the thing he wants this badly is her, how can she complain?
She lowers her head again to nip at his ear once more and this time, more words follow, low and soft. ]
Go ahead and take as much of me as you want, then.
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Ai...
[ He's desperate for her. He bites down on her chest harder, not enough to break skin, but still enough to hurt. Meanwhile, his clawed hand runs down her back to her last remaining layer of protection, hooks one of his fingers on the fabric... and using his sharp claws, tears the white fabric off.
There's a brief justification for this in his head... that since this is a dream, it's not like it matters if he damages her underwear. In reality, though, he just couldn't bear the thought of her needing to get off of him.
With her now bare and on top of him, he starts to rock his hips even faster... the only layer between them now being his own. ]
Ai, please...
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She never thought she'd hear him say please quite like that. ]
Sorry. Was I a little too mean to you? [ She dips her head down to meet him in a kiss and her voice has warmed into something fond and gentle. ] Maybe I'm not cut out to be a bully after all.
[ As she kisses him, her hands ease down his body. She doesn't bother with his shirt - both of them are way too impatient for that as this point - and goes right to unfastening his pants. .... or trying to, anyway. She's a little distracted by kissing him. ]
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He'd be disappointed if she never tried to bully him again.He knows exactly how much she's enjoyed bullying him, and that this certainly won't be the last time she tries it. ]Hah... don't say that when you've already gotten me to this point...
[ He kisses her back, nipping at her lips and dancing his tongue with hers. His pants aren't complicated, they're easy enough for her to unfasten and push down. His length springs out once it's done, pressing directly against her bare entrance and earning another gasp of sensation out of him, even as they kiss. ]
Ai...
[ His hands are gripping her hips, his face is flushed, he wants to push her down and have his way with her... but in this moment, he wants her to be the one doing it even more than that. ]
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[ It still feels a little strange to hear it come out of her mouth and to be talking about him. Maybe he doesn't frighten her anymore, but the idea that her cold, sharp-edged Servant could have softened up enough for her to be this charmed by him... even seeing it with her own eyes, it's a little hard to believe.
Maybe that's why she's so delighted by it.
Her arms wind around his neck again so she can anchor herself against him properly. She thinks about dragging this out a little longer, seeing just how far she can push him... but then he goes and says her name like that and her heart flutters in her chest.
He really is so cute.
Her voice pours out as she sinks down onto him, sweet and hot, and a lovely tremble goes all the way up her spine. For all that she'd played at being the one in control, she's suddenly very aware of just how needy she'd been feeling all along, too. ]
Aaah... see? I'm not going anywhere. You can have as much of me as you want.
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[ It's strange, being called cute of all things, especially when he considers himself to be disgusting. If anyone else had dared to say that about him, he'd have lashed out, but hearing it from her...
...Well, let's just say it's a good thing his face can't get much more flushed. ]
A-Ah...! Hah...!
[ With him below her like this, she has a front-row seat to seeing the way his flushed expression contorts and gasps in the sensation of her sinking down onto him. He'd been able to mask it the night before with the physical effort of being the one on top, but now it's on full display exactly how good it feels for him. ]
Ai...!
[ His hands grip her hips, his claws inadvertently dig into her skin, and he starts to buck his hips against hers... thrusting into her desperately, wanting nothing more than to devour her like this. ]
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And really - when it feels this good, how could it be that bad, really? ]
Ah... ahah...! Sorry, did I really tease you this bad? I didn't mean to...
[ Liar. He doesn't need fae eyes to see through that. ]
I'll make up for it, I promise...!
[ A kiss should help, right? ]
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Ai...! Mn...!
[ Her kiss catches him off-guard, which he thinks is reasonable, considering how lost he is in her. Still, he returns the kiss as usual, still thrusting into her and practically melting into her embrace.
Look at them, sitting in an empty theater, her naked form bouncing on top of him while they kiss...
Their love is uncontrollable, isn't it? ]
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Hm. When she puts it like that, which of them is the most desperate here? ]
Ah, you can't even talk...! [ A warm, breathless laugh. ] You really are so cute like this... no wonder you were such a bully...!
[ She kisses him again, just for long enough to nip at his mouth before her lips return to his ear. Her breath pours out hot with her words. ]
It's a little embarrassing like this. Right? Even though it's just the two of us. But that's okay with me. If you're the only one looking, I don't mind at all.
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