decorator | a stolen fruit; a childish sin has taken root

[ ...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?

[ Here she is, literally penetrated on his dick... and they're trying to be more intimate. Honestly, was this the only way their relationship could've ended up? ]

Ai...

[ God does it work, though. Her hips rocking against his is already enough to coax pleasured groans out of him, but the feeling of her body against his... well, if that isn't the best part out of all of this... ]

Ah... so needy tonight...

[ His hastily-repaired facade is already starting to crumble, huh? ]

You sure are. [ As if she was going to let that slide. ] You carried me right in here without setting me down once and you were the one begging me to look after you... I guess you had a lot of steam to blow off, huh?

[ As if Ai's not the same. She's just doing a little better at pretending otherwise this time. But she's absolutely going to use it to her advantage. ]

I wasn't kidding when I said it made me really happy, you know. You fought so hard for me the whole time. Actually, that's what you're always doing...

[ The brush of her lips turns into another kiss right against his ear. ]

I guess you just love me way too much.

I was talking about y—nn...

[ God, she feels way too good for him to be thinking of retorts. It's strange, that Oberon's unrelenting roughness is what leaves Ai speechless... while it's her loving gentleness that leaves him in the same state. ]

Nngh... don't act like you weren't... hah...

[ His hips start to buck, wanting more from the way she's rocking her hips... ]

Ah-ah-ah. What did I just say? You have to hold back, okay?

[ The steady rhythm she'd settled then into slows for just a second so she can press a little more of her weight into him - like she could hold him still that way. Both of them know full well that there's no way Ai should physically pin him no matter how much she tried but it's the principle of the thing...! ]

It's okay. I'll take care of you properly. I'll make sure you feel really good.

[ More of those breathy promises, more kisses. A bite, tugging on his ear with her teeth just hard enough to sting and be soothed by her tongue. ]

So trust me, okay? Let me do it like this. Hold onto me as tight as you need to. I promise you'll love it.

Nn... A-Ai...

[ Her weight is nothing, but it gets the point across, and his hips still... despite how infuriating that is for him to hold himself back. ]

C-Come on, Ai... you're going—agh...

[ One arm wraps around her waist, the other around her back, holding her tight. He needs more... desperately so. ]

Am I driving you a little crazy? See how you like it, then.

[ But she's in the mood to be a little merciful, it seems - she starts to move again and this time it's quicker, with a little more force behind it. With her pressed against him like she is, it's easier for her to angle herself into a long, deep drag in and out that makes her breath pour out against his skin. ]

See? It's good like this too, right? I never get a chance to be this gentle with you but since you were such a good boy today, I think you deserve it.

[ Her arms around his neck squeeze him gently. ]

It feels good, right? You like it, right? Ah, but you can't say it, huh... that's okay. Just hug me really tight if it feels good, okay?

[ As gentle as her pace his, her voice is equally relentless... ]

A-Ah... Ai...!

[ He does exactly that... squeezing her tight, hugging her close, pressing her chest warmly against his own as she rocks her hips. Each long thrust earns a soft groan out of him, easing closer and closer to being that of a moan. ]

Hah... hah... d-don't call me... hngh...

[ He says, as if he hasn't called her a "good girl" on so many occasions... ]

[ They're so close lit this, it's lovely. His heart's practically beating out of his chest, too... he's too cute. When they're this close together, she wonders if he can feel how hard hers is pounding, too. ]

Ah? I shouldn't say it? But you like hearing it, don't you? Or is it not enough? Let's see...

[ One hand finds its way to the top of his head and she slowly strokes his hair, each one coming in time with the rhythm of her hips. ]

You've been such a good boy. You did your best for me today. I'm so glad. Keep holding me tight and keep loving me like this... and I'll do my best too.

[ "I'll love you too." ]

...!

[ He all but tenses up against her as her words spill from her mouth. To think that they'd reach this point... this point where she'd freely wield words that would affect him this strongly. Her hands in his hair, her chest against his, the rhythm of her hips slapping against his again and again...

It's enough to drive anyone mad, he thinks. ]

Ai...!

[ He suddenly holds her tighter, one hand coming up to grip the back of her head and pull her down into a kiss. He keeps his hips from moving, but his grip is so tight, he may as well be begging her to keep going. ]

[ Oh. He snapped a little bit. He's kissed her roughly before but this is a little different - it's not just needy, but desperate. Like he'll die if he doesn't get to

Maybe she's been just a little too mean after all.

Her hand strokes down to cradle the back of his head as they kiss and the slow, steady rhythm eases into something a little faster, a little more impatient. He's not the only one whose control is starting to fray a little. ]

Am I driving you a little too crazy? Sorry, sorry. [ She huffs that against his lips, still kissing him between every word. ] But it's okay. You held back as much as you could. You were such a good boy.

[ Another kiss. This time, she nips at his mouth. ]

You don't have to hold back now. Take as much of me as you want and do what you want.

Ai...!!

[ Her name spills out, barely able to say anything else. She praises him, soothes him... tells him he's a good boy, and it drives him mad. Yet still, he holds back, even as she drives him to his limit... he held back. Pressure built, but he kept the lid tight...

...So when she pulled that lid off, the result was a given, wasn't it?

He immediately bucks his hips with enough strength that it lifted Ai up with it, the hand around her back moving down to grip her waist as he starts to fuck her wildly and desperately. ]

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