[ She's alone. Ayaka doesn't even make it to the futon, finding solace in the fact that she's alone and there are four walls around her. She rests her back against the door and sighs, lowering herself slowly until she's seated on the floor.
Aether asked her something earlier, but she still can't bear to do it. Her clit is throbbing from the arousal, and her panties are slightly damp just from heading someone else talk about sex. A heated sigh leaves her lips and she hikes her skirt upward 'til she can see most of her legs.
She stops, though, still conflicted with the act itself. But... she's alone. Aether is doing it too, isn't he??? He's... touching himself. She can feel her heart beating so quickly through her chestplate, so she decides to remove it. Maybe then she'll be able to breathe easier.
Maybe...
If Aether needed ten minutes, Ayaka's gonna need a little more than that. ]
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Aether asked her something earlier, but she still can't bear to do it. Her clit is throbbing from the arousal, and her panties are slightly damp just from heading someone else talk about sex. A heated sigh leaves her lips and she hikes her skirt upward 'til she can see most of her legs.
She stops, though, still conflicted with the act itself. But... she's alone. Aether is doing it too, isn't he??? He's... touching himself. She can feel her heart beating so quickly through her chestplate, so she decides to remove it. Maybe then she'll be able to breathe easier.
Maybe...
If Aether needed ten minutes, Ayaka's gonna need a little more than that. ]