[ As if... sure, her commands encouraged him, but there was never any stopping him, was there? He's aware that his full weight is on her, but he doesn't want to get off of her... he wants to stay like this, still buried inside her, feeling every little tremble...
...So he finds a compromise. With a weary sigh, his arms grip her broken body tight, and promptly turns over with her in his arms... reversing their positions so that her broken body lays on top of his, instead of the other way around. ]
[ The noise she makes is thoroughly pathetic - a whimper halfway to being a moan. Or maybe a moan verging on breaking into a whimper. Either way, it's weak and high-pitched and strained and she all but melts into him once she's on top, boneless and limp against him. Like this, they're in a position to see each others' faces and her expression is...
Her eyes unfocused, glazed, and half-lidded. Her lashes damp with tears and her cheeks are still flushed red and tear-stained as well. At some point, the hair accessory holding her side ponytail in place had come loose and her hair's in completely disarray. She couldn't look any less like an idol right now. ]
I don't remember commanding you to go that far. That sounds like an excuse to me.
[ That's what she says - but she knows that if she'd really, truly wanted him to stop, if at any point she'd said no and meant it with all her heart, he would have stopped. What she doesn't know is what sort of truth he must've been hearing in her words to make him go that crazy. ... She isn't really sure if she wants to. ]
[ He'd beg to differ, but he'll keep his mouth shut. Despite the confidence in his tone, however, his face is just as flushed as it was before. Satisfied rather than desperate, but still flushed as he looks down at his Master's (wife's) broken form limp on top of him.
Is it wrong for him to be so... proud of how thoroughly he's broken her? He's brought her to tears, hurt her so badly that she can't even move, and yet there they both are... faces flushed in reminiscence of how good it all felt. ]
Aaah... you should reward me like that more often...
[ Said as if they aren't literally laying on a mattress amidst the broken pieces of their bed... ]
[ Ai doesn't respond right away - given the state she's in, it wouldn't be off to assume she can't. But then, finally, she turns her gaze back up towards him, eyelashes still glittering with unshed tears as she blinks sluggishly up at him. ]
Reward...? ... Hm...
[ Her brow furrows a little. She looks thoughtful for a moment - although thinking itself seems difficult right now - before shifting up slightly. Only slightly, barely managing to lift herself up enough to tilt her face in towards his. It really looks like she's moving in for a kiss...
But then her teeth come down on his lip. Hard. ... Not in the nice way. ]
You really think I'm going to let you get away with this again...?! [ Oh, she's FUMING. ] You broke our bed! How did you even do that?!
[ It's not in a nice way... but the way Oberon's bitten her this entire night, let alone every other time they've slept together... wasn't nice either, so it's not like he deserved for her to hold back on it. ]
...Ah, you're pissed.
[ He sucks in a breath... she's not wrong, he really let loose tonight... but isn't that exactly what she told him to do? To let loose? Again, he was just following orders... but even if it wasn't him saying it, he can feel that excuse wouldn't work. ]
...Rather than being my fault, isn't it the fault of the bed for not being durable enough?
[ it's kind of impressive that she's managing such a deadeyed glare while looking... you know. ]
I hate to break it to you [ SHE REALLY DOESN'T ] but beds aren't made to stand up to guys like you. Where am I supposed to sleep tonight?
[ Then she huffs. Look at that sulky expression........... Definitely pissed. ]
Or maybe I should try how. I'm not even gonna be able to move... Forget walking. I can't go take a bath like this...
[ ... And yet, for all her complaining, she's pressing her face into the side of his neck, pretty transparently trying to curl into him as close as she can. So... maybe not THAT mad. ]
I can't sleep like this, anyway. I'm all gross. [ and he's still....... you know. ] And so are you.
[ She's mostly taking half-hearted swipes at him for a little bit of payback but then her voice does settle into something more genuine. Not an accusation, necessarily... ]
... I'm too sore to get comfy, anyway. You were really bad this time.
...Really? You can't seriously expect me to... I'm tired too, you know.
[ Except it... really is the least she can do, and it's not like she can do it herself right now, being all broken and limp and still, well, on him. The fruits of his labor still oozing out of her.
Never mind that after breaking her, it's the only way he'll ever be forgiven. Still, at least every other time she had enough strength left in her to sit up on her own. That's very much not the case this time. ]
...Ugh, fine.
[ He groans, as if his ability to take care of her afterward isn't the only reason he's still allowed to break her in any regard. ]
I can't do it myself, can I? I can barely even move right now. You were pretty good about making sure I couldn't.
[ And maybe he's gross enough to just pass out in bed all sweaty and sticky but she's got some standards...!
She lets out a little huff and, with visible effort, eases herself up onto her elbows so she can look down into his face. Calling her a mess is underselling it - her hair is tangled and sticking to her skin with sweat, her cheeks still flushed and streaked with drying tear tracks, and her mouth is bruised and swollen from all the kissing... and biting.
But... somehow there's a familiar twinkle in her eyes. ]
[ He sighs, looking into her eyes, twinkling despite how broken the rest of her is. Even just lifting herself up on her elbows must be hard. What is he supposed to do? Wash her himself?
...well, he did sign up for that by leaving her in such a broken state that she can barely move. ]
Yeah, yeah... seriously, asking me to completely break you and then asking me to spoil you... you're a reall greedy idol, you know that?
[ He sucks in a breath, forcing his body to work again. Perks of being a Servant, he supposes, as he wraps his arms around Ai to hold her as he sits up and finally slips out of her down below. There's still so much in her... how many more siblings would Aqua and Ruby have at this point if not for him being a Servant?
He shifts her position in his arms into a bridal carry and forces himself to his feet... and from there, she's able to get a really good look at their ruined bed. The frame really did just fall apart from it all... though of course, it had taken so much punishment before this that if anything would've broken the camel's back, it'd be this. ]
[ At that, Ai finally manages to flash him a little grin. ]
Heehee. Of course I am. Besides, you like spoiling me too. So really, it's win-win situation.
[ Her arms wrap loosely around his shoulders in turn and another of those thin, undeniably pathetic sounds comes out of her as their bodies finally come apart. She doesn't want to think too hard about how long they must've been going for her to be this sore and this... messy. ]
... jeez. There was really that much... [ She's trying to sound casual about it, but her voice is a little wobbly. ] We'd be in so much trouble if you weren't a Servant, you know. J-just how many times did you...? ... Ugh, I don't want to even think about it.
[ But despite all of that complaining, she leans up to press a kiss to his jaw before nestling against his shoulder as he carries her. ]
... This was supposed to be me taking care of you... you really turned it around, huh.
[ She'd be a whole lot more convincing if she hadn't just been crying and begging for more just prior... not to mention how unconvincing she is in general. ]
Sheesh... alright, but no complaining while I take care of you, then.
[ He's gonna have to get handsy... both for the sake of spoiling her and actually cleaning her up.
He reaches the bathroom at last... this having all but become their routine lately. He fucks her hard enough to leave her a battered mess, and he makes up for it with aftercare in the bath. Though of course now, she gets to be pampered without doing anything at all... on account of being unable to do anything at all. ]
When do I ever complain? [ ... Presumably, that was a joke. ] I really like it when you're taking care of me.
[ ... That's not a lie, even if she's clearly just saying it to tease him. Even if it wasn't for his eyes, it'd be clear in the way her smile softens a bit as she speaks, affectionate and warm.
Maybe this is why she lets him get away with... everything else he does to her when they're in bed together. Even aside from how much she might like it, it's what comes afterwards that she likes most. The tenderness in contrast with how rough he is otherwise.
... Totally breaking their bed is still a step too far, though! But she'll keep any further complaints about that to herself. ]
I guess I'm in your hands for the rest of the night, then. [ Teasing and warm; ] Make sure you treat your Master [ "wife" ] with the right kind of care, okay?
[ At the very least, they're already completely undressed. He sets the water running before moving to the wall where the showerhead is and situating himself on the floor with Ai in his lap.
If nothing else, he really does just... start to spoil her. He uses the showerhead to rinse her down—as well as himself in the process—not to mention properly washing her like this, his hands scrubbing shampoo into her hair while she leans up against him. ]
You really are high-maintenance...
[ Said as if it's not his fault entirely that it's completely up to him to clean her up. ]
[ Ah. She hadn't really put much thought into how he was planning to do things this time around but being settled in his lap, leaning up against him, while he combs through her hair feels... oddly intimate. Which is maybe a silly thought to have when they've just spent who knows how long tangled up in each other, but...
Well, she's feeling a little fragile right now. A little delicate. And knowing she can trust Oberon to take care of her when she's like this, to handle her gently like this... it's intimate in a whole different way. It's safe. He'll hold her together until she's able to do it herself. ]
Hm, am I really? I guess it does come with being an idol...
[ Her voice is lazily content as she tilts her head back into his touch. ]
But I like it best when you're the one looking after me.
[ His hands stop for a second... before moving down to run his hands tenderly along her bruised and broken body. How this is managing to be more intimate than when he was breaking her is baffling. Hell, she still has god knows how much of his "proof" of their intimacy inside her... but it's nice.
His hands continue to caress her body... potentially aggravating every scratch and bite and bruise his hands touch in the process, but at the same time, leans down to gently kiss her neck. ]
Hah... comes with being an idol, sure...
[ More like it comes with being his Master (wife). Honestly, normally touching somebody the way he's touching Ai would be a sign of wanting more... but if that were the case for him, his touch would be a lot more painful, wouldn't it?
Yet his touch remains gentle and tender, soothing the broken mess in his arms. ]
[ A warm hum rises up and out of her throat at his touch - appreciation and contentedness, even as her skin tingles under the brush of his fingers, each bruise and bite leaping to attention at his touch. She's still so sensitive that it should be unbearable but he's being so gentle - it's such a jarring difference to how he was handling her before that it's almost laughable. But between his hands, the warm steam filling the air and the water washing over her skin, she's practically melting against him. Being taken care of like this by him really is so lovely. ]
Mm. It does. Ah, now that I mention it, though... how was your first private handshake session?
[ Handshake session. Handshake session. We're seriously still doing this bit. ]
I did my best to give you all the kinds of fanservice I thought you'd like best. So did it work? Did I manage to steal you?
[ "It's a miracle you're even alive" he thinks, but decides at the last minute to keep to himself. Not that it makes it any less obvious where he was going with it before he paused. ]
...I'm going to need a lot more of it from now on. You won't be able to keep me otherwise.
No, it's not usually. I told you, didn't I? That was my first time having a private one like that with a fan. And it was my first time trying out that kind of fanservice. Since you're so special, I thought it was right to give you a little extra special fanservice just for you.
[ She flashes him a mischievous little smile, sharp edged by her teeth in a way that makes it look catlike. ]
But if I'm gonna need to keep convincing you, it sounds like I'll be getting a lot of practice. ... Maybe not this much, though.
[ He rinses the shampoo out of her hair with one hand on the showerhead, and with his other hand, gives her chest a playful squeeze. ]
Just think of it as stamina training. You idols need a lot of that, don't you?
[ Never mind that if he's going to be obligated to throw some healing magecraft in with the aftercare if this starts happening more often. Hell, he should be obligated to do that right now... but it's clear that he likes having his wife's broken and limp body in his arms, despite his complaints of her being high-maintenance as a result. ]
[ The noise she makes isn't quite a squeak but - squeak adjacent, let's call it. He hadn't had the opportunity to wind up her body in all the usual ways he likes to do it with how closely they were pressed together, so she's not quite as tender there in the usual way. But maybe it's because it's not quite as tender - it doesn't sting or ache - that it catches her by surprise. It definitely doesn't feel bad but while she's still so shivery and oversensitive, that's exactly the problem. ]
Pfft. I don't know if stamina training usually works like this... but I think my stamina's pretty good as it is if I'm managing to keep up with you.
[ He's a Servant, after all, and she's a particularly small and pitiful human. The fact that she's even conscious right now is pretty impressive, she thinks...! ]
[ It was different in a lot of ways. Instead of him winding her up, she was the one winding him up... and well, the roughness was nothing new, but he definitely broke his record in terms of breaking her. ]
...I feel a little ashamed, though. I lost myself and completely forgot to break these things.
[ He says, suddenly fondling her chest with both hands. He's almost tempted to rectify that mistake, but even he knows better than to pull that right now. ]
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[ As if... sure, her commands encouraged him, but there was never any stopping him, was there? He's aware that his full weight is on her, but he doesn't want to get off of her... he wants to stay like this, still buried inside her, feeling every little tremble...
...So he finds a compromise. With a weary sigh, his arms grip her broken body tight, and promptly turns over with her in his arms... reversing their positions so that her broken body lays on top of his, instead of the other way around. ]
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Her eyes unfocused, glazed, and half-lidded. Her lashes damp with tears and her cheeks are still flushed red and tear-stained as well. At some point, the hair accessory holding her side ponytail in place had come loose and her hair's in completely disarray. She couldn't look any less like an idol right now. ]
I don't remember commanding you to go that far. That sounds like an excuse to me.
[ That's what she says - but she knows that if she'd really, truly wanted him to stop, if at any point she'd said no and meant it with all her heart, he would have stopped. What she doesn't know is what sort of truth he must've been hearing in her words to make him go that crazy. ... She isn't really sure if she wants to. ]
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[ He'd beg to differ, but he'll keep his mouth shut. Despite the confidence in his tone, however, his face is just as flushed as it was before. Satisfied rather than desperate, but still flushed as he looks down at his Master's (wife's) broken form limp on top of him.
Is it wrong for him to be so... proud of how thoroughly he's broken her? He's brought her to tears, hurt her so badly that she can't even move, and yet there they both are... faces flushed in reminiscence of how good it all felt. ]
Aaah... you should reward me like that more often...
[ Said as if they aren't literally laying on a mattress amidst the broken pieces of their bed... ]
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Reward...? ... Hm...
[ Her brow furrows a little. She looks thoughtful for a moment - although thinking itself seems difficult right now - before shifting up slightly. Only slightly, barely managing to lift herself up enough to tilt her face in towards his. It really looks like she's moving in for a kiss...
But then her teeth come down on his lip. Hard. ... Not in the nice way. ]
You really think I'm going to let you get away with this again...?! [ Oh, she's FUMING. ] You broke our bed! How did you even do that?!
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[ It's not in a nice way... but the way Oberon's bitten her this entire night, let alone every other time they've slept together... wasn't nice either, so it's not like he deserved for her to hold back on it. ]
...Ah, you're pissed.
[ He sucks in a breath... she's not wrong, he really let loose tonight... but isn't that exactly what she told him to do? To let loose? Again, he was just following orders... but even if it wasn't him saying it, he can feel that excuse wouldn't work. ]
...Rather than being my fault, isn't it the fault of the bed for not being durable enough?
[ ...not much better, come to think of it. ]
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I hate to break it to you [ SHE REALLY DOESN'T ] but beds aren't made to stand up to guys like you. Where am I supposed to sleep tonight?
[ Then she huffs. Look at that sulky expression........... Definitely pissed. ]
Or maybe I should try how. I'm not even gonna be able to move... Forget walking. I can't go take a bath like this...
[ ... And yet, for all her complaining, she's pressing her face into the side of his neck, pretty transparently trying to curl into him as close as she can. So... maybe not THAT mad. ]
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[ He, for one, is very comfortable with his Master’s (beloved wife’s) broken body laid atop him… and at the very least, the mattress is still intact.
He lifts his hand up to rest on the back of her head, holding her closer as she curls into him. ]
Besides… don’t try and act like you didn’t love every second of it.
[ Oh the pains of loving a man with fae eyes… ]
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[ Th-threat or promise?! ]
I can't sleep like this, anyway. I'm all gross. [ and he's still....... you know. ] And so are you.
[ She's mostly taking half-hearted swipes at him for a little bit of payback but then her voice does settle into something more genuine. Not an accusation, necessarily... ]
... I'm too sore to get comfy, anyway. You were really bad this time.
[ He's right that she liked it, but... ]
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[ Except it... really is the least she can do, and it's not like she can do it herself right now, being all broken and limp and still, well, on him. The fruits of his labor still oozing out of her.
Never mind that after breaking her, it's the only way he'll ever be forgiven. Still, at least every other time she had enough strength left in her to sit up on her own. That's very much not the case this time. ]
...Ugh, fine.
[ He groans, as if his ability to take care of her afterward isn't the only reason he's still allowed to break her in any regard. ]
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[ And maybe he's gross enough to just pass out in bed all sweaty and sticky but she's got some standards...!
She lets out a little huff and, with visible effort, eases herself up onto her elbows so she can look down into his face. Calling her a mess is underselling it - her hair is tangled and sticking to her skin with sweat, her cheeks still flushed and streaked with drying tear tracks, and her mouth is bruised and swollen from all the kissing... and biting.
But... somehow there's a familiar twinkle in her eyes. ]
Besides. You like this part just as much as I do.
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...well, he did sign up for that by leaving her in such a broken state that she can barely move. ]
Yeah, yeah... seriously, asking me to completely break you and then asking me to spoil you... you're a reall greedy idol, you know that?
[ He sucks in a breath, forcing his body to work again. Perks of being a Servant, he supposes, as he wraps his arms around Ai to hold her as he sits up and finally slips out of her down below.
There's still so much in her... how many more siblings would Aqua and Ruby have at this point if not for him being a Servant?He shifts her position in his arms into a bridal carry and forces himself to his feet... and from there, she's able to get a really good look at their ruined bed. The frame really did just fall apart from it all... though of course, it had taken so much punishment before this that if anything would've broken the camel's back, it'd be this. ]
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Heehee. Of course I am. Besides, you like spoiling me too. So really, it's win-win situation.
[ Her arms wrap loosely around his shoulders in turn and another of those thin, undeniably pathetic sounds comes out of her as their bodies finally come apart. She doesn't want to think too hard about how long they must've been going for her to be this sore and this... messy. ]
... jeez. There was really that much... [ She's trying to sound casual about it, but her voice is a little wobbly. ] We'd be in so much trouble if you weren't a Servant, you know. J-just how many times did you...? ... Ugh, I don't want to even think about it.
[ But despite all of that complaining, she leans up to press a kiss to his jaw before nestling against his shoulder as he carries her. ]
... This was supposed to be me taking care of you... you really turned it around, huh.
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Who knows... I stopped counting once we hit triple digits~
[ He's lying of course... not even he could manage that. Still, spoiling her doesn't get her out of him fucking with her. Which, speaking of... ]
Still, we'd be in trouble, huh? Has that stopped you before, though?
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[ Said in the mildest, most unbothered voice you can imagine... ]
But since you're planning on looking after me, I'll consider forgiving you. If you do a good enough job.
[ Her arms around his shoulders squeeze just a little. ]
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Sheesh... alright, but no complaining while I take care of you, then.
[ He's gonna have to get handsy... both for the sake of spoiling her and actually cleaning her up.
He reaches the bathroom at last... this having all but become their routine lately. He fucks her hard enough to leave her a battered mess, and he makes up for it with aftercare in the bath. Though of course now, she gets to be pampered without doing anything at all... on account of being unable to do anything at all. ]
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[ ... That's not a lie, even if she's clearly just saying it to tease him. Even if it wasn't for his eyes, it'd be clear in the way her smile softens a bit as she speaks, affectionate and warm.
Maybe this is why she lets him get away with... everything else he does to her when they're in bed together. Even aside from how much she might like it, it's what comes afterwards that she likes most. The tenderness in contrast with how rough he is otherwise.
... Totally breaking their bed is still a step too far, though! But she'll keep any further complaints about that to herself. ]
I guess I'm in your hands for the rest of the night, then. [ Teasing and warm; ] Make sure you treat your Master [ "wife" ] with the right kind of care, okay?
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[ At the very least, they're already completely undressed. He sets the water running before moving to the wall where the showerhead is and situating himself on the floor with Ai in his lap.
If nothing else, he really does just... start to spoil her. He uses the showerhead to rinse her down—as well as himself in the process—not to mention properly washing her like this, his hands scrubbing shampoo into her hair while she leans up against him. ]
You really are high-maintenance...
[ Said as if it's not his fault entirely that it's completely up to him to clean her up. ]
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Well, she's feeling a little fragile right now. A little delicate. And knowing she can trust Oberon to take care of her when she's like this, to handle her gently like this... it's intimate in a whole different way. It's safe. He'll hold her together until she's able to do it herself. ]
Hm, am I really? I guess it does come with being an idol...
[ Her voice is lazily content as she tilts her head back into his touch. ]
But I like it best when you're the one looking after me.
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His hands continue to caress her body... potentially aggravating every scratch and bite and bruise his hands touch in the process, but at the same time, leans down to gently kiss her neck. ]
Hah... comes with being an idol, sure...
[ More like it comes with being his Master (wife). Honestly, normally touching somebody the way he's touching Ai would be a sign of wanting more... but if that were the case for him, his touch would be a lot more painful, wouldn't it?
Yet his touch remains gentle and tender, soothing the broken mess in his arms. ]
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Mm. It does. Ah, now that I mention it, though... how was your first private handshake session?
[ Handshake session. Handshake session. We're seriously still doing this bit. ]
I did my best to give you all the kinds of fanservice I thought you'd like best. So did it work? Did I manage to steal you?
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[ "It's a miracle you're even alive" he thinks, but decides at the last minute to keep to himself. Not that it makes it any less obvious where he was going with it before he paused. ]
...I'm going to need a lot more of it from now on. You won't be able to keep me otherwise.
[ Which is to say... she sure did. ]
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No, it's not usually. I told you, didn't I? That was my first time having a private one like that with a fan. And it was my first time trying out that kind of fanservice. Since you're so special, I thought it was right to give you a little extra special fanservice just for you.
[ She flashes him a mischievous little smile, sharp edged by her teeth in a way that makes it look catlike. ]
But if I'm gonna need to keep convincing you, it sounds like I'll be getting a lot of practice. ... Maybe not this much, though.
[ she's still kind of... limp. ]
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Hah... right, right. How could I forget?
[ He rinses the shampoo out of her hair with one hand on the showerhead, and with his other hand, gives her chest a playful squeeze. ]
Just think of it as stamina training. You idols need a lot of that, don't you?
[ Never mind that if he's going to be obligated to throw some healing magecraft in with the aftercare if this starts happening more often. Hell, he should be obligated to do that right now... but it's clear that he likes having his wife's broken and limp body in his arms, despite his complaints of her being high-maintenance as a result. ]
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Pfft. I don't know if stamina training usually works like this... but I think my stamina's pretty good as it is if I'm managing to keep up with you.
[ He's a Servant, after all, and she's a particularly small and pitiful human. The fact that she's even conscious right now is pretty impressive, she thinks...! ]
Jeez... we always end up like this, huh?
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[ It was different in a lot of ways. Instead of him winding her up, she was the one winding him up... and well, the roughness was nothing new, but he definitely broke his record in terms of breaking her. ]
...I feel a little ashamed, though. I lost myself and completely forgot to break these things.
[ He says, suddenly fondling her chest with both hands. He's almost tempted to rectify that mistake, but even he knows better than to pull that right now. ]
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