[ And she really is. It makes no sense at all - just existing in Chaldea is enough for her to have her fill of everything she needs without the slightest effort. But right now she feels so greedy, so hungry, she thinks she could eat and eat and eat all night and still not be all the way satisfied. It's all his fault, of course - for being so delicious, for being so eager and ready for her. For being such a good boy.
So she takes her hand off him and makes a very deliberate show of cleaning up his mess with her tongue - she can't exactly touch his face while her hand is dirty, after all - before shifting her hips just enough to lift herself off him and start peeling off what's left of her clothes. And if she's making a bit of a show of that too... well, can you blame her?
Even undressed, though - or maybe especially now she's undressed - she's just as much of a mess as he is. The red marks on her neck from his bites are just the beginning of it - she's flushed all the way down her chest and her thighs are sticky with their mutual greed. Her hair is mussed and tangled, falling all around her shoulders and down her back and her eyes are clear and dark and hungry as she leans back in to kiss him again. ]
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[ And she really is. It makes no sense at all - just existing in Chaldea is enough for her to have her fill of everything she needs without the slightest effort. But right now she feels so greedy, so hungry, she thinks she could eat and eat and eat all night and still not be all the way satisfied. It's all his fault, of course - for being so delicious, for being so eager and ready for her. For being such a good boy.
So she takes her hand off him and makes a very deliberate show of cleaning up his mess with her tongue - she can't exactly touch his face while her hand is dirty, after all - before shifting her hips just enough to lift herself off him and start peeling off what's left of her clothes. And if she's making a bit of a show of that too... well, can you blame her?
Even undressed, though - or maybe especially now she's undressed - she's just as much of a mess as he is. The red marks on her neck from his bites are just the beginning of it - she's flushed all the way down her chest and her thighs are sticky with their mutual greed. Her hair is mussed and tangled, falling all around her shoulders and down her back and her eyes are clear and dark and hungry as she leans back in to kiss him again. ]