[ Not like Ayaka cares anymore about where they are and who can see or hear them. All she cares about right now is that burning desire to live. To have all of what she's having right now, because in her mind and heart and body, she believes it is what she needs to survive. Such a simple thing.
And it is that need to have more or what she is having, to consume and be used in turn, that puts the idea in her to do more. She was indeed told to explore him, yes? And so, one other tendril which seems like part of her hair grows longer and longer, inch after inch, and it wraps around his shoulders from one side, his back, then the other. It slips into his clothing from his collar, slithering down his chest like the most relaxing massage, yet growing warmer and warmer as it descends. She's so slow as she explores him, savouring each and every sensation, each and every part of him. And eventually, it wraps around him again until it's reached his ass. Then, it just stops.
Her eyes open so she may see whats is happening, how Aether looks as he takes her in, slowly sliding that gooey tendril out of his mouth and then back in. And then she does it again, noting the mixture of his saliva and her own juices in his mouth. It feels good. Everything feels good. And he looks so attractive like this, mouth wide open as he takes her in, that expression on his face when he gives her more of his cock. ]
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And it is that need to have more or what she is having, to consume and be used in turn, that puts the idea in her to do more. She was indeed told to explore him, yes? And so, one other tendril which seems like part of her hair grows longer and longer, inch after inch, and it wraps around his shoulders from one side, his back, then the other. It slips into his clothing from his collar, slithering down his chest like the most relaxing massage, yet growing warmer and warmer as it descends. She's so slow as she explores him, savouring each and every sensation, each and every part of him. And eventually, it wraps around him again until it's reached his ass. Then, it just stops.
Her eyes open so she may see whats is happening, how Aether looks as he takes her in, slowly sliding that gooey tendril out of his mouth and then back in. And then she does it again, noting the mixture of his saliva and her own juices in his mouth. It feels good. Everything feels good. And he looks so attractive like this, mouth wide open as he takes her in, that expression on his face when he gives her more of his cock. ]