[ Belly to belly is... more awkward of a position, honestly, but he's not ready for it. The way his face is flushed... is definitely because of the water, yeah. ]
I... I suppose so...
[ No getting out of it, no taking it back... it's already been decided.
[ Ai takes in the look on his face for just a few seconds too long and with a look in her eyes that's just a little too bright, too intense.
This is too much. Saying it to tease him, to rile him up with neither of them are really thinking straight but looking each other in the eye totally clearheaded and choosing to say it anyway...
It really is too much. It really is too soon.
They're much too far gone to be saved.
Her mouth twitches into a tender, uncertain smile for just a second. And then with a big performative sigh; ]
Aah, I guess I really am stuck, then... if there's no getting out of it, there's no getting out of it.
[ Her arms settle around his neck. ]
You'd better start acting like a proper husband, then. If we really are stuck.
[ It's much too fast... but neither of them know how to slow down any longer. Even if it results in an awful crash, how could he ever let her go now? ]
...What, I haven't been already?
[ She's so close... she was already close, but having her look at him in the eyes like this is... it's a lot. Too much, even... but he already decided to be gentle with her here, so he just has to force it back down... ]
[ God, he loves her so much. He's frozen with his face flushed as she kisses his forehead... but he returns the kiss when she moves back down to his lips. ]
Then... we'll stay like this for as long as you like...
[ This time, it's him who leans in to kiss her... even though he's going to have a very apparent problem if Ai doesn't put her back to him soon, he tenderly presses his lips against hers.
Their relationship has never been a normal one... marriage would hardly change that, now would it? ]
[ Hah. For as mean and bitter as he can be, it's that much cuter when he softens. It's still a little surreal whenever it happens - or maybe remembering the time she was so afraid of him that she couldn't even imagine him being gentle is what's surreal by now.
Maybe being stuck with him isn't so bad. ]
Mm. [ The breath that puffs against his lips becomes a little laugh. ] Maybe not like this for too long. The bath water might get cold.
[ She nuzzles the side of his face and presses a kiss there, too. ]
I wasn't kidding about you carrying me to bed, you know.
Hmm... [ She makes a show of thinking it over, even though really at this point, both of them knew she was probably going to back down on supposedly banishing him by the time they were back to the apartment. She really is too soft on him. ] Really, I probably should kick you all the way onto the roof with how you acted today...
[ So she says after spending the entire time voicing her clear and enthused approval. Totally just the innocent victim here. ]
But you did clean up the mess you made. And you are going to go get me some sweets tomorrow...
[ The sweets are still non negotiable, it seems...
[ Much too soft... especially since she's still bruised and battered all over. Not that she has much right to complain considering how sweetly and desperately she begged for him to keep doing her like that.
Something that will, almost certainly, be happening again someday. ]
Yes, yes, all the sweets you want... and in exchange, I get you...
[ Another satisfied little giggle and another kiss nuzzled into the side of his face. ]
See? You really can behave when you feel like it. Which makes it even worse when you act up like you do. One of these days I'm gonna have to get strict with you.
[ Another kiss, before she finally pulls back. Her lips are absolutely still tender and swollen, her mussed up hair clings to her bitten and bruised neck... but her eyes are bright and she looks warmly satisfied. ]
Should we go to bed, then? I already spent all day tiring myself out even before you decided to join in, too.
[ It's not every day you'll see a woman so warm and loving despite being so thoroughly bruised. His eyes aren't capable of such brightness... but his expression is just as warm. ]
Hoh? Well, I look forward to when you finally do.
[ Put him in his place, Ai... ]
Aah, already? Alright then...
[ ...but putting him in his place is going to have to wait. He pushes himself up so he can stand and step out of the tub, holding his hand out to help Ai out. If only he could always be this gentlemanly... ]
[ He really is just asking for trouble, isn't he... really, he should count himself lucky she's definitely in no fit state to return the favour right now or she'd absolutely make him sorry! ... or, well. Maybe she wouldn't. He did clean up after his mess, after all, and he's being so... considerate, all of a sudden. Not in the princely, irritating way the Faerie King made a show of being, either. ]
Mmhm. Already. Some of us actually do need to sleep, you know?
[ She takes his hand and slowly, carefully, eases herself out of the tub. It takes a little work, even with her hand in his - her thighs in particular are protesting loudly - but she manages. ]
Besides. Don't act like you're not looking forward to it.
[ Is it bad that he finds some kind of twisted satisfaction in seeing the struggle her bruises cause her? Yeah, it probably is... but just because he realizes that, doesn't mean he's planning on changing it.
He wastes no time in drying up, letting Ai do the same... as well as whatever else she has to do, in which Oberon watches her intently. Part of it is continuing to admire his handiwork... the bruises having been soothed by both him and the warm water, but still dark as ever.
...But mostly it's so that the instant he's done, he can scoop her up into his arms before she even has to ask. ]
[ Up she goes...! Somehow, despite being the one who asked him to pick her up like this, she's completely unprepared for it. ... Not that it would've been any easier or harder to pick her up, even if she had been. Pocket sized idol. ]
Jeez, at least give me a heads up before you do that.
[ But she sounds pleased and her arms immediately go around his neck at usual. C-considering just how embarrassed she got the first time he carried her like this, she's gotten used to it pretty fast... ]
Pfft. But you probably prefer catching me by surprise, huh?
[ Naked save for a towel, carried in his arms as if she's his bride... and yet somehow, this isn't even the most embarrassing thing they've done together. ]
As if I could resist any chance to make you scream~
[ Well, make her yelp in this case... but no, he won't be correcting his choice of words. Instead, he'll be strutting out of the bathroom with his bruised wife in his arms. Straight to their bedroom...
...to think that he immediately managed to get out of any kind of punishment for fucking her as roughly as possible in a semi-private public area through the power of aftercare. She really is too soft on him. ]
[ He managed to get out of any kind of punishment for now. Once she's up to it, he's absolutely going to be eating his words. She'll make sure of it.
A hot bath has done wonders for how achy she'd been, at least - it's definitely not fixed everything and the spots he bit in particular are still tingling... but she'll be able to get comfortable enough to sleep, at least. Of course, with how exhausted she is on top of everything else, she probably would've managed that anyway. ]
I should probably find some pajamas to wear... just so certain someones don't get any ideas when we wake up tomorrow.
[ Her smile manages to look at once sly and yet perfectly innocent. ]
Why don't you pick out a cute set for me to wear? Since you're looking after me and all.
[ After just mentioning the possibility of certain someones getting ideas in the morning? A shit-eating grin spreads across his face, and before she can even speak up to take the offer back, she's unceremoniously dumped onto the bed as he starts to rummage around her sleep wardrobe.
At some point, his usual shirt ended up materializing onto him, enough of his usual outfit that it technically counts as sleepwear... but the convenience in which Oberon is able to get dressed himself is hardly important, as in no time at all... he's picked out a set.
It is, of course, black lingerie under a matching transparent nightgown... ]
. . . I don't know if I'm madder at you for picking it out or madder at myself for having it in there for you to pick out in the first place.
[ Her past hubris come back to haunt her... i-in her defense, she's not allowed to buy that kind of thing back home so of course she took the chance when she got here!! No ulterior motives whatsoever!!! ]
If I ask exactly what kind of ideas this is going to give you in the morning, will I regret it?
[ Absolutely. Almost definitely.
... But the fact that she's even asking means she's considering it?! ]
Then I'm definitely not asking. That way, you don't have to lie to my face about it.
[ She's... sort of learning.
With no further arguments, though, Ai plucks the nightgown from his hand - yes, just the nightgown - and discards the towel so there's nothing in the way when she slides it on over her head.
Is it covering basically nothing? Yes, but she's way too tired to make a fuss about it. ]
[ He is... blatantly staring, taking in the visage of his Master... his queen dressed in what can only be described as every man's dream, except tailored exclusively to him thanks to all of his marks.
...For a second, he's almost raring to go for one more round, right then and there. It ultimately can't rise any higher, but...
...Well, we know now how Ai is being woken up in the morning. ]
...Fuck, you're the best.
[ He got out the lingerie meant to go underneath it... and she went ahead and willingly blew him away even further. He immediately starts to climb into the bed with her... fortunately not pouncing on her, but god he would if he could. ]
I can't believe you're already thinking about it after everything you did to me today. You're really not satisfied with that? You're never allowed to call me a handful again.
[ ... But she doesn't sound mad. In fact, going by the way she blushes and her eyes slide away from his, it's like she's a little embarrassed by the intensity of his gaze. Yes, even after everything.
She still can't quite get her head around it. That she can be the dirtiest and most unsightly she's even been and Oberon will look at her like she's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. Like he wants to eat her and he'll die if he doesn't.
It's new. It's just on the verge of being a little overwhelming. But she likes it. ]
Here. [ She makes room for him, settling in so he can lay down next to her. ] If you're that determined to keep picking on me tomorrow, let me enjoy you being nice to me while it lasts.
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I think I've decided I want to go back to not being anybody's wife, actually.
[ they're already divorced?! ]
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HAH!! Too late, no take-backsies.
[ What are they, children!? ]
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[ "Yet", she says. "Yet."
With another huff, she turns around in his arms so she can squish his face in her hands.
... Don't think too hard about the fact that this means they're basically belly to belly right now. ]
... So I really am stuck as your wife, then? No getting out of it?
[ She's got a sulky face on as she says it, but...
Well, you don't need fae eyes to read the subtext of a question like that. ]
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[ Belly to belly is... more awkward of a position, honestly, but he's not ready for it. The way his face is flushed... is definitely because of the water, yeah. ]
I... I suppose so...
[ No getting out of it, no taking it back... it's already been decided.
He... likes the sound of that. ]
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This is too much. Saying it to tease him, to rile him up with neither of them are really thinking straight but looking each other in the eye totally clearheaded and choosing to say it anyway...
It really is too much. It really is too soon.
They're much too far gone to be saved.
Her mouth twitches into a tender, uncertain smile for just a second. And then with a big performative sigh; ]
Aah, I guess I really am stuck, then... if there's no getting out of it, there's no getting out of it.
[ Her arms settle around his neck. ]
You'd better start acting like a proper husband, then. If we really are stuck.
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...What, I haven't been already?
[ She's so close... she was already close, but having her look at him in the eyes like this is... it's a lot. Too much, even... but he already decided to be gentle with her here, so he just has to force it back down... ]
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[ She tips her face up so she can kiss him - but rather than his mouth, she presses a kiss to his forehead instead. ]
But I like how things are right now. I like you the way we are right now. Even if you're the worst.
[ Then back down to his mouth - a kiss and her words murmured right against his lips. ]
So I think it's okay if we stay like this for at least a little longer.
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Then... we'll stay like this for as long as you like...
[ This time, it's him who leans in to kiss her... even though he's going to have a very apparent problem if Ai doesn't put her back to him soon, he tenderly presses his lips against hers.
Their relationship has never been a normal one... marriage would hardly change that, now would it? ]
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Maybe being stuck with him isn't so bad. ]
Mm. [ The breath that puffs against his lips becomes a little laugh. ] Maybe not like this for too long. The bath water might get cold.
[ She nuzzles the side of his face and presses a kiss there, too. ]
I wasn't kidding about you carrying me to bed, you know.
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Yes, yes... I know. May I assume I've regained my rights to join you there, then? I would assume that would be the husbandly thing to do.
[ It's also rather husbandly for him to be banished to the couch for misbehaving, but... ]
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[ So she says after spending the entire time voicing her clear and enthused approval. Totally just the innocent victim here. ]
But you did clean up the mess you made. And you are going to go get me some sweets tomorrow...
[ The sweets are still non negotiable, it seems...
Finally, she gives him a little smile. ]
I guess I could forgive you, just this once.
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Something that will, almost certainly, be happening again someday. ]
Yes, yes, all the sweets you want... and in exchange, I get you...
[ His broken, bruised, beautiful Master... ]
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See? You really can behave when you feel like it. Which makes it even worse when you act up like you do. One of these days I'm gonna have to get strict with you.
[ Another kiss, before she finally pulls back. Her lips are absolutely still tender and swollen, her mussed up hair clings to her bitten and bruised neck... but her eyes are bright and she looks warmly satisfied. ]
Should we go to bed, then? I already spent all day tiring myself out even before you decided to join in, too.
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Hoh? Well, I look forward to when you finally do.
[ Put him in his place, Ai... ]
Aah, already? Alright then...
[ ...but putting him in his place is going to have to wait. He pushes himself up so he can stand and step out of the tub, holding his hand out to help Ai out. If only he could always be this gentlemanly... ]
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Mmhm. Already. Some of us actually do need to sleep, you know?
[ She takes his hand and slowly, carefully, eases herself out of the tub. It takes a little work, even with her hand in his - her thighs in particular are protesting loudly - but she manages. ]
Besides. Don't act like you're not looking forward to it.
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[ Is it bad that he finds some kind of twisted satisfaction in seeing the struggle her bruises cause her? Yeah, it probably is... but just because he realizes that, doesn't mean he's planning on changing it.
He wastes no time in drying up, letting Ai do the same... as well as whatever else she has to do, in which Oberon watches her intently. Part of it is continuing to admire his handiwork... the bruises having been soothed by both him and the warm water, but still dark as ever.
...But mostly it's so that the instant he's done, he can scoop her up into his arms before she even has to ask. ]
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[ Up she goes...! Somehow, despite being the one who asked him to pick her up like this, she's completely unprepared for it. ... Not that it would've been any easier or harder to pick her up, even if she had been. Pocket sized idol. ]
Jeez, at least give me a heads up before you do that.
[ But she sounds pleased and her arms immediately go around his neck at usual. C-considering just how embarrassed she got the first time he carried her like this, she's gotten used to it pretty fast... ]
Pfft. But you probably prefer catching me by surprise, huh?
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As if I could resist any chance to make you scream~
[ Well, make her yelp in this case... but no, he won't be correcting his choice of words. Instead, he'll be strutting out of the bathroom with his bruised wife in his arms. Straight to their bedroom...
...to think that he immediately managed to get out of any kind of punishment for fucking her as roughly as possible in a semi-private public area through the power of aftercare. She really is too soft on him. ]
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A hot bath has done wonders for how achy she'd been, at least - it's definitely not fixed everything and the spots he bit in particular are still tingling... but she'll be able to get comfortable enough to sleep, at least. Of course, with how exhausted she is on top of everything else, she probably would've managed that anyway. ]
I should probably find some pajamas to wear... just so certain someones don't get any ideas when we wake up tomorrow.
[ Her smile manages to look at once sly and yet perfectly innocent. ]
Why don't you pick out a cute set for me to wear? Since you're looking after me and all.
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[ After just mentioning the possibility of certain someones getting ideas in the morning? A shit-eating grin spreads across his face, and before she can even speak up to take the offer back, she's unceremoniously dumped onto the bed as he starts to rummage around her sleep wardrobe.
At some point, his usual shirt ended up materializing onto him, enough of his usual outfit that it technically counts as sleepwear... but the convenience in which Oberon is able to get dressed himself is hardly important, as in no time at all... he's picked out a set.
It is, of course, black lingerie under a matching transparent nightgown... ]
Well?
[ At this point what did she even expect? ]
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[ Her past hubris come back to haunt her... i-in her defense, she's not allowed to buy that kind of thing back home so of course she took the chance when she got here!! No ulterior motives whatsoever!!! ]
If I ask exactly what kind of ideas this is going to give you in the morning, will I regret it?
[ Absolutely. Almost definitely.
... But the fact that she's even asking means she's considering it?! ]
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[ Sleepwear? Check. Cute? Check. No complaints allowed. He also knows that she had nothing like this until after their first time together, so...
...Yeah, no ulterior motives, sure. ]
Whaaaaat? Of course not...
[ Except he's a fucking liar, and she knows this, so... ]
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[ She's... sort of learning.
With no further arguments, though, Ai plucks the nightgown from his hand - yes, just the nightgown - and discards the towel so there's nothing in the way when she slides it on over her head.
Is it covering basically nothing? Yes, but she's way too tired to make a fuss about it. ]
There. Is this what you wanted to see?
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[ He is... blatantly staring, taking in the visage of his Master... his queen dressed in what can only be described as every man's dream, except tailored exclusively to him thanks to all of his marks.
...For a second, he's almost raring to go for one more round, right then and there. It ultimately can't rise any higher, but...
...Well, we know now how Ai is being woken up in the morning. ]
...Fuck, you're the best.
[ He got out the lingerie meant to go underneath it... and she went ahead and willingly blew him away even further. He immediately starts to climb into the bed with her... fortunately not pouncing on her, but god he would if he could. ]
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I can't believe you're already thinking about it after everything you did to me today. You're really not satisfied with that? You're never allowed to call me a handful again.
[ ... But she doesn't sound mad. In fact, going by the way she blushes and her eyes slide away from his, it's like she's a little embarrassed by the intensity of his gaze. Yes, even after everything.
She still can't quite get her head around it. That she can be the dirtiest and most unsightly she's even been and Oberon will look at her like she's the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. Like he wants to eat her and he'll die if he doesn't.
It's new. It's just on the verge of being a little overwhelming. But she likes it. ]
Here. [ She makes room for him, settling in so he can lay down next to her. ] If you're that determined to keep picking on me tomorrow, let me enjoy you being nice to me while it lasts.
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