[What a tease indeed. Ajax can't help but grin at her antics, feeling like he'd do anything to keep that splendid sight of her in his life for forever. His body responds to hers automatically, enveloping her more when she nuzzles into him, craning forward when she brings his hand to her soft cheek to caress it with a gentle stroke. It's almost as if he can feel his pupils dilate, trying to take more and more of her image in, mischievousness dancing playfully behind them as she flirts with his deepening hunger.
He'd been half-serious, accepting that even though not too long ago he was ready to bang her into an unconscious state if she let him, that the idea of sex was ruined by the monster attack on his apartment. But now, it's like they're both primed and ready to go again, despite the stress. Or, maybe, because of the stress.]
If you insist, I'd be more than happy to.
[At least now, he's slightly more sober, so the room doesn't spin nearly as badly as it was and he can more accurately press his lips against her neck as he comes in to give her the attention she's seeking. The feel of the soft, silky skin of her neck against his mouth is second only to the luscious feel of her lips, kissing upwards until he's captured her in a liplock that only deepens as the seconds pass, his hand gripping into her ass as he presses his clothed arousal against her groin. Ajax's mind is a mess of priorities right now, but one particular one that only seems to emerge from the depths of his mind when he's being intimate with Yoimiya so far pokes up and sinks its claws into his logic.
Another chance.
Yeah, that's right. He has another chance, for his, no, their legacy.]
Yoimiya, get on top of me this time.
[He says as he breaks, feeling that darkness driving his need forward, devouring him whole as if he were the oxygen it needs to keep living. And unbeknownst to him, he and Yoimiya really are the only thing that would allow it to continue to exist the way it is now.]
I want to see how shameless you can really be with that body of yours.
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He'd been half-serious, accepting that even though not too long ago he was ready to bang her into an unconscious state if she let him, that the idea of sex was ruined by the monster attack on his apartment. But now, it's like they're both primed and ready to go again, despite the stress. Or, maybe, because of the stress.]
If you insist, I'd be more than happy to.
[At least now, he's slightly more sober, so the room doesn't spin nearly as badly as it was and he can more accurately press his lips against her neck as he comes in to give her the attention she's seeking. The feel of the soft, silky skin of her neck against his mouth is second only to the luscious feel of her lips, kissing upwards until he's captured her in a liplock that only deepens as the seconds pass, his hand gripping into her ass as he presses his clothed arousal against her groin. Ajax's mind is a mess of priorities right now, but one particular one that only seems to emerge from the depths of his mind when he's being intimate with Yoimiya so far pokes up and sinks its claws into his logic.
Another chance.
Yeah, that's right. He has another chance, for his, no, their legacy.]
Yoimiya, get on top of me this time.
[He says as he breaks, feeling that darkness driving his need forward, devouring him whole as if he were the oxygen it needs to keep living. And unbeknownst to him, he and Yoimiya really are the only thing that would allow it to continue to exist the way it is now.]
I want to see how shameless you can really be with that body of yours.