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Hmm? Are you already out of patience? What happened to you wanting to be fanserviced?

[ Even as she speaks, though, she's pressing more of those kisses to his mouth. She hasn't stopped. ]

You don't want me to rush it, right? You don't want it to be over before you can enjoy it properly. A one on one meeting like this is a once in a lifetime event, after all. [ So we're still on that... ] So it's okay. You can be as greedy as you like. You can ask for anything.

[ The trail of her kisses finally follows his jaw all the way to his ear where her voice drops into a honey-sweet whisper. ]

If it's for you, I don't mind giving you any kind of fanservice you want.

H-Hnn…

[ Each kiss feels like it’s breaking down his ability to resist her even further. He’s already putty in her hands, and yet she’s still asking him this? ]

T-Then…

[ He can’t think of a way out, and as such… ]

Your mouth… use that…

[ She successfully coaxes the truth out of him. ]

[ There's a pause - and then a warm, breathy laugh pours out of her, huffed right against his ear. ]

Aah... so even you can be honest sometimes. ... Good boy. [ Sh-she's really patting his head again in a situation like this...?! ] Okay. Since you asked and you were so honest with me...

[ She pulls back just enough for him to see her face and her smile turns... sheepish. ]

I'm a little out of practice - or well... it's not like I've ever had a chance to practice. [ Wink... You don't need me to tell you which part of that's a lie. ] ... but I'll do my best for you.

[ Another kiss. First to his jaw, then to his throat. Then, lower - to his collarbone. Lower - to his chest. Lower still - to his stomach. Lower - lower - lower... until she's settled between his legs, gazing up at him an expression that can really only be called pure mischief. ]

It'll be a little embarrassing, but... you have to promise to watch, okay?

[ And then, doing an excellent performance of a girl fully confident in what she's doing, she reaches up to wrap her fingers around him - and she presses a kiss right to the tip. ... that's how you're supposed to get started, right...?! ]

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[ As if he could keep his eyes off of her at this point. His eyes remain fixed on her as she drifts down, down, down… ]

A-Ah…

[ Look at her… the ultimate idol, Ai herself… with her lips pressed against his own tip.

If he wasn’t so busy melting, he’d have felt proud.

His tip, still sensitive from the earlier climax, is all too receptive to the kiss… twitching in response while his face twists in anticipation. ]

[ Ah. That's a new look on him. She absolutely, definitely hasn't thought about this kind of thing before even once (he can't call her out on lies she tells in her own head, right?) but... say just hypothetically that she had... she would've expected him to be more... smug? Arrogant? Probably even a little cruel about it in the way he likes to be with her. It's maybe a little too easy to imagine him with a hand in her hair, forcing her down without warning or waiting for her to adjust, saying something nasty and degrading like he does, with that awful sneer on his face.

Just hypothetically, of course. N-not that she's ever thought about it in that much detail. It just seems more like him, is all. But this is... different. He's all flustered. Like he's embarrassed about wanting it. Like he wants it so badly he can't stand it.

The intensity of her expression breaks just a bit. A laugh, embarrassed and shaky, tumbles out of her and suddenly - ah. She's Hoshino Ai again. ]

Aahh, you looking right at me like this really is embarrassing...! [ she was the one who demanded it... ] But... I think I kind of like it. [ The brightness reasserts itself. Ai of B-Komachi again, it seems. ] Nobody else ever gets to see their favourite idol like this, after all.

[ Another kiss - and then finally, a long, slow drag of her tongue. ]

[ What little pride remains in him at this moment furiously takes notes as "you looking right at me like this is really embarrassing" reveals, at least in part, the thoughts that she has totally never, ever thought about. Oh Ai, you're in for a ride when he gets his revenge... ]

A-Agh... fuck, Ai...

[ ...fortunately, for now at least, it seems he's perfectly content—despite what he may claim—to let Ai have full control over him... unable to contain his voice as she drags her tongue along his dick. ]

L-Like that... more... oh fuck...

[ Oh he's broken broken isn't he... ]

[ Oh, she's never heard Oberon like this before. His voice sounds raw, trembling on the verge of breaking - his words should have the sound of a demand and yet, they're coming out like a plea instead. The sound of it sends heat flooding through her, sweet honey melting and diffusing through every inch of her body. Her heart's racing.

She really, really wants to hear more. ]

Mmn...? More...? Like this...?

[ 'This', of course, is slowly dragging her tongue across him - except this time, it starts all the way down at the bottom, curling all the way up to the very tip. Now, just where was it that got the best reactions out of him when she was doing this with her hand again...? ]

Aah...!

[ He practically throws his head back as her tongue runs along the sensitive part of his length, the underside, all the way up to his tip. His hands grip the sheets, unable to reach her all the way down at his waist. His breathing comes out in heavy gasps, his length now slick from her tongue... not to mention the precum forming at the tip. ]

A-Ai... stop teasing, damn it... ngh...

[ And yet her teasing is getting such delightful reactions out of him... ]

Hm? Who says I'm teasing? [ The smile she flashes him as she says it, for one. ] I'm just trying to remember where you liked it best.

[ And then, as if to demonstrate, she leans forward again - pressing more kisses to the side this time, before it melts into another of those long, slow licks. ]

How about here...? Or maybe here, or here? ♪ [ She punctuates each word with a kiss - up, up, up until she's reached the tip. ] Mmm... if you're making a face like that, I guess it must feel pretty good no matter where I do it.

[ It's tempting to keep tormenting him like this - he certainly never bothers to take mercy on her when he's the one in control - but... ]

Okay... I did promise to take care of you. So... try and relax a little.

[ And with that, she finally sinks her mouth down onto him. Slowly enough that she's definitely still teasing him a little, no matter what she says. ]

S-Shut...

[ He can't even get the words out. She's right, after all... it feels incredible no matter where she does it. Her lips and tongue on that part of him... even he can feel the scandalous nature of having an idol do such a thing, which really just makes the whole experience that much better. ]

How the hell am I supposed to relax whe—Ohhhhh...

[ What can only be described as a long moan escapes him as she sinks down onto him, feeling her take him down her throat... of course, as far as sensations go, it doesn't beat penetration... but rather, it's an entirely different sensation, one that he wasn't prepared for in the slightest. ]

F-Fuck...

[ And yet she's so... torturously slow, it's driving him mad. Not that he has any right to complain about that. ]

[ Surprisingly, just as she'd said - she's a little clumsy. She'd made it sound like a joke, the impossibly pure response of an idol who's never had so much as a dirty thought in her life... but she hadn't been entirely kidding when she'd said she was out of practice. It's been just long enough that she needs to take things slow, bit by bit. But he's so reactive that it's impossible not to tell that she's on the right track, at least. She can't exactly tell him as much right now but... he really is so cute, it's unfair.

She does her best, like she'd promised - it's not like she doesn't want to make him feel good, after all. But when she reaches about halfway, she pauses for just a moment - and then pulls back again, slowly dragging her mouth off him, until it's free enough for her to speak. ]

Aah... ahah, sorry... that's as far as I can go, I think... [ Her tone is a little coy and yet, the apology's sincere. ] So... try to hold back a little if you can, okay?

[ She takes a breath, trying not to make it too obvious she's trying to steady her nerves - and then leans down again, sinking down just as slowly as before - this time, she manages to get just a little further, but it's as far as she can go. So she sinks into a rhythm like that, slow and careful, her hands moving to rest on his hips - just to give herself something to brace against - and doing her best not to think about how she must look in his eyes right now. ]

[ ...He's not going to hold back much at all when it comes time for him to take revenge, is he? ]

Aah... fuck, Ai...

[ Honestly, it'd be even more of a surprise if Ai had been in practice in this kind of thing... though at this rate, she just might end up having plenty of chances to practice from now on.

He feels himself hit the back of her throat as she manages to take him halfway... he can't help himself from wondering what it would feel like, then, if she took all of it...

That line of thought, then, is interrupted by her sinking back down onto him... and god, he was already doomed, but it has to be said again... he's doomed. She looks oh so dirty, bobbing her head up and down on him like this, the warm and wet sensation of her mouth around him coaxing even more undignified noises out of him...

"Lewd" doesn't even feel like it accurately describes the sight as Oberon looks down at her like this, his body tensing again as the pleasure slowly coaxes him back to that peak... ]

A-Ai...

[ He has to touch her, he has to hold her... unsatisfied with just gripping the sheets, his hand comes down to rest on her head as she services him, fingers running through her hair... but not forcing her further down, still letting her set the pace and do as she wishes with him.

~~That's something for later, after all.~~ ]

[ Ah. The sound of her name in his voice when his voice sounds like that is all kinds of dangerous. Even more dangerous is the feeling of his hand in her hair - she stills just for a moment when he touches her, half expecting to be yanked forward whether she likes it or not. But he lets her continue at her own pace - and it almost feels more intimate like that, knowing that he's trusting her to take care of him even while he's clearly impatient for more.

It's completely unforgivable. It's absolutely not the sort of thing someone as innocent and pure as Ai of B-Komachi, beloved by fans all over Japan, could ever even think about doing, let alone take any satisfaction from. But she's not Ai of B-Komachi right now - even if she's putting on a show otherwise. She hasn't been an idol for a while. Right now, she's just Ai. Oberon's Master - Oberon's, full stop. And she knows exactly how Oberon feels about her being his. So she picks up her pace just a little - keeping to the same careful rhythm but taking him in just a little faster each time until she hits that limit again, and then pulling back - keeping things shallow enough that she can manage it.

Her stomach's boiling - he'd wound her up so wonderfully before, but it's starting to ache, now, with need. But she ignores it, doing her best to focus instead on pleasing Oberon - leaning into the touch of his hand in her hair as she works on him, and even managing to sneak a glance upwards, hoping that he's watching her just as intently as she'd asked him to. ]

[ Her eyes meet his... his eyes completely incapable of looking away from her. He's taking in the sight of her sucking on him and burning it into his mind, so that he never forgets the dirty sight of Japan's beloved idol giving everything to him. ]

Ugh... Ai... Ai...!

[ His face contorts in pleasure, his hand gripping her head a little tighter, albeit still careful to not force her down. He's close... he's already close to yet another release, and it's showing on his face. ]

[ ... it really doesn't seem like the kind of thought she should be having at a time like this but... he's so cute. When she gets under his skin, when his defenses are down, when he's flushed and panting and making noises that nobody but her gets to hear. She wants to tease him, touch him, love him until he's breathless, just like he's done to her too many times to count.

So for now, she settles for redoubling her efforts, picking up the pace a little more - as much as she can comfortably handle, anyway. And when she feels his grip tighten in her hair, she hesitates only for a moment - and then closes her eyes again, bracing herself against him and focusing entirely on sinking just a little deeper, taking just a little more of him down her throat. She can manage at least this much if she tries...! ]

Ai...!

[ He hates being called cute, that much is certain... but when Ai does it, it's accompanied by a flutter in his chest that can't be ignored. Is he really this smitten with her?

Yes, absolutely.

His grip tightens, his fingers dig into her hair, he starts gasping faster and... ]

AI...!!

[ At the very last second, his hand suddenly forces her down a little further... and in that instant, he hits his peak for the second time tonight, unloading down the throat of Japan's beloved idol. ]

[ Well. She absolutely saw that coming. Even so, she can't help the choked noise of alarm that comes out of her when he forces her down those few extra inches, even if it's muffled. It's sudden enough that she can't quite prepare herself for it - but she tries to swallow obediently, even as she chokes a little again, overwhelmed by the sensation of it. She has the slightly dazed thought, even as she's struggling to breathe around him, that at least she doesn't have to worry about him leaving a mess in her mouth if he's finishing down her throat instead.

It seems to take forever for him to finish, but when he finally does, Ai slowly pulls back - her face flushed and her breathing ragged as she drags her mouth off of him. She manages not to cough, somehow. ]

Ah... Hahhh... You really went and made me swallow it like that, you bully... I nearly choked. I hope you're happy.

[ Her eyes are a little watery, but her expression... isn't displeased in the least. ]

I'm guessing... you liked it?

Hah... hah...

[ His breathing is almost as ragged as hers, his body losing it's tension and going slack as he comes down from the high of his orgasm. He doesn't answer her question, but the answer is obvious. He loved it, didn't he? ]

That... that so...? I'll... be sure to make a mess of your mouth instead... next time...

[ He simply needed to be as deep down her throat as she could currently manage... and yet despite how hard he just came, there he is... still standing as tall and hard as ever.

At this point one has to wonder if it's really a Servant thing, or just an Oberon thing. ]

Pffft. You're already planning on next time? You really are an animal.

[ Of course, she's just as bad. Because now that she's caught her breath again, she sits up - straddling him properly once more, legs settling on either side of his hips. They're pressed together and Ai loops her arms around his neck too anchor herself there. For all that she's teasing him, she's just as full of that same itchy impatience - she wants to be touched and held just as badly as he wants to do it. ]

Aah, forget next time... you're already like this? I can't believe you're ready to go again. [ Her voice is dangerously soft, pitched low and sweet and coy. ] I'm kind of impressed. But it's really not fair, you know?

[ She rocks her hips just enough to press into him - to make absolutely sure he can feel just how needy she still is. Only one of them's been getting all the attention, after all. ]

You got me like this, then you went and finished down my throat instead. I've been waiting for my turn like a good girl, haven't I?

[ With her straddling him, his hands are once again able to rest on her hips. His slick length is pressed right up against her... she may as well be declaring to the world how needy she is. ]

Oh...? But you've yet to serve me the main course...

[ God, he can barely make himself sound composed after what just happened, but he's doing his best. ]

Or maybe you want me to take it by force...?

[ Her answering laugh is warm and fond - bright and clear but not as polished as an idol's delicate little giggle. She might be dressed up as Ai of B-Komachi but it's Hoshino Ai who's back in his arms now. ]

That's not what you asked for though, is it? What happened to me taking care of you?

[ Not that she really minds how this happens either way, but...

Her fingers lace together behind his neck and her smile turns a little sly. ]

You're still all shaky, too. I don't know if you could even manage even if you wanted to try.

[ Her eyes are twinkling. Like that, there's no way to mistake her words as anything but a challenge. Or maybe an invitation. When it's the two of them, is there much difference? ]

[ It can't be anything but a challenge... and while he's in certainly no position to be prideful right now, he can't just let that slide. ]

Oh yeah...? Well...

[ His hand moves down to part her panties and expose her entrance, and mustering what strength he still has after being embarrassingly coaxed into coming twice... he grips her by her thighs, lifts her up as effortlessly as ever, and slams her down onto himself in one quick motion. ]

Ahh... still think I can't...? Or are you going to take care of me properly, now?

[ The sound that comes gasping out of Ai's mouth is particularly undignified - halfway between blissed out relief and a choked cry of surprise. ]

Oberoooon...!

[ His name comes out as well, in what can really only be called a whine. But it's not hard to tell that she's enjoying this just as much as he is, especially with the way her whole body shudders. ]

You really are unfair, you know...?! How am I supposed to take care of you if you're so rough with me...

[ But it's so wonderful to finally feel him like this, when she'd been worked to the edge of her impatience like she had. Smaller, breathier noises spill out of her too, as she leans forward - her lips find his ear and her voice drops again into that deadly murmur. ]

So you have to hold back, okay? No matter how rough you wanna be... Just let me take care of you.

[ Then she kisses the shell of his ear and rocks her hips under his hands - grinding down on him, letting him sink deeper, finding a slow, tender rhythm that suits what they both want. ]

[ He's done a good job of hiding it, but god... shoving himself into her while still coming down from his last climax is rough. He realizes that if either of them went rough right now, he really wouldn't last long at all... ]

Mn...

[ At the very least, he doesn't regret it, though. ]

Oh, alright... but you'd better take good care of me, lest I get impatient and take over...

[ Against his ear, her breath puffs out in a soft laugh. ]

Nope. Sorry. You're not allowed, no matter how impatient you get. You asked me to take care of you, so that's exactly what I'll do.

[ And as promised, she keeps up that slow, steady rhythm. Even as her hips rock against him, she hugs him tight, bodies pressed warmly together. Like this, it's just a little more intimate. ]

You're always taking over, you know. I never get to be gentle with you.

[ She pours those words right into his ear, soft and breathy. ]

So just this once, you have to let me. No - just this once, I won't let you interrupt. Okay?

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