[That was not the answer his near-migraine level headache wanted to hear.
Now, he knows that this is a lot of his own fault. His idiot brain should have at least considered putting a condom on, but whoever he became after he got drunk as hell yesterday threw all that logic out of the window and even thought it was a good idea to let it all fly right up in Yoimiya's pussy. He can feel all the color drain from his whole body at the sight of her face, and he has to close his eyes as pain radiates across his head when she practically yells in his face in panic. Ow. Ow ow ow. Too loud, he can't hear himself think through his hangover and her.
He doesn't even hear her moan, his ears ringing a little from the combo. The only thing he knows is that his dick is free, tingling from the stimulation of her walls sliding off of it. Unfortunately even that little bit of pleasure doesn't do anything for his head or his nerves, not even watching Yoimiya take off to take care of it the best she can after a night of terrible decisions.
Stop her, a tiny voice in his head says, but he's in too much pain to even want to obey it. There's only a sense of urgency to get up and chase after her, but he feels like if he gets up quickly he'll get sick. Ajax sits up slowly, holding his head as he tries to make sense of himself. What was wrong with him yesterday? Now he's going to have to have a real, serious conversation with Yoimiya about something he wasn't expecting. A conversation he doesn't even really want to have, but now it's unavoidable. They have bigger fish to fry and now he's worried about impregnating a girl he barely knows.
Ajax pulls himself up off of the bed, grossed out by his own dick and by how he didn't even bother to clean himself up last night and let her sleep on him with his dick inside...what the fuck. Maybe he'll have to do some soul searching after this one, or something...
For the moment, he heads towards the kitchen to find a paper towel to wipe his dick up with, to give Yoimiya the privacy of taking her contraceptives, and will wait on her couch in her living room for her to take care of it. At least, she won't be mad at him, at least he hopes so- he distinctly remembers her being so eager to have him cum inside her too.]
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Now, he knows that this is a lot of his own fault. His idiot brain should have at least considered putting a condom on, but whoever he became after he got drunk as hell yesterday threw all that logic out of the window and even thought it was a good idea to let it all fly right up in Yoimiya's pussy. He can feel all the color drain from his whole body at the sight of her face, and he has to close his eyes as pain radiates across his head when she practically yells in his face in panic. Ow. Ow ow ow. Too loud, he can't hear himself think through his hangover and her.
He doesn't even hear her moan, his ears ringing a little from the combo. The only thing he knows is that his dick is free, tingling from the stimulation of her walls sliding off of it. Unfortunately even that little bit of pleasure doesn't do anything for his head or his nerves, not even watching Yoimiya take off to take care of it the best she can after a night of terrible decisions.
Stop her, a tiny voice in his head says, but he's in too much pain to even want to obey it. There's only a sense of urgency to get up and chase after her, but he feels like if he gets up quickly he'll get sick. Ajax sits up slowly, holding his head as he tries to make sense of himself. What was wrong with him yesterday? Now he's going to have to have a real, serious conversation with Yoimiya about something he wasn't expecting. A conversation he doesn't even really want to have, but now it's unavoidable. They have bigger fish to fry and now he's worried about impregnating a girl he barely knows.
Ajax pulls himself up off of the bed, grossed out by his own dick and by how he didn't even bother to clean himself up last night and let her sleep on him with his dick inside...what the fuck. Maybe he'll have to do some soul searching after this one, or something...
For the moment, he heads towards the kitchen to find a paper towel to wipe his dick up with, to give Yoimiya the privacy of taking her contraceptives, and will wait on her couch in her living room for her to take care of it. At least, she won't be mad at him, at least he hopes so- he distinctly remembers her being so eager to have him cum inside her too.]