[Every tug and pull on his hair is a delightful sign that Yoimiya is loving every second of the attention he's administering to her, letting his eyes open for a moment to view how she gropes herself as wave after gratifying wave surges through her. Ajax smiles through another pass of his tongue against her, greedily drinking in her moans and wails, feeling himself harden anew under the response of Yoimiya's body. Seeing her so pleased fills him with pride, satisfying his desires to fulfill her own.
This is the best view anyone could ever ask for, gladly lavishing against her to match her mounting cries and ragged breath. He feels her surrender to him, completely entranced by this unending, flowing feeling of her need for him, as if nothing else mattered in her entire world save for him. That darkness swirls and flows into him and back out through their bond, without him realizing it, nor does he feel himself getting intoxicated by her corrupted love. All he feels is a deep, unbreakable connection to her that feels as if it's coming from their trust bond, and finding himself agreeable and willing to lose himself in it. Lose himself to Yoimiya, putting her and only her as his focal point, shedding everyone else away. Together, they'd conquer the world, and their deep eternal bond and pledge to each other would see them through until they finally became ashes.
Her chants are music to his ears, happily seeing her orgasm through to its end, pleased with his work and that she was happy. But she's turned him on again too, wiping his mouth with a smirk as he spreads her legs, sliding himself back inside of her to fill the empty space that he fits so perfectly into, thrusting deep inside without hesitation. He'll give her no resting period, moving purely on a feral need to devour his prey completely, kissing her neck erratically through labored grunts and gasps. Pleasure surges through his body, feeling as if every nerve ending is on fire, moaning and groaning with delight as he fucks her slick, wet pussy.]
Archons, Yoimiya. Tell me you belong to me, that I'm all you need, that you pledge yourself to me until we perish...
[That dark desire rises higher, and if he'd known exactly what it was doing to her, he may of stopped it. But Ajax can only feel his animalistic desires take hold, along with the abyssal corruption that has settled in his mind for years.]
...because you're all I need, you're all I desire, stay with me until the bitter end. Yoimiya, ah, Yoimiya, my love...
[It doesn't take much longer, feeling the pressure build quickly within him and releasing once more into her, spilling the remainder of what he had left inside with a cry of her name on his lips and his back arched until he finally slows himself into stillness. Tartaglia's ragged breath is hot on her skin, and he presses a gentle, slow kiss to the tattoo on her chest before he collapses.]
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This is the best view anyone could ever ask for, gladly lavishing against her to match her mounting cries and ragged breath. He feels her surrender to him, completely entranced by this unending, flowing feeling of her need for him, as if nothing else mattered in her entire world save for him. That darkness swirls and flows into him and back out through their bond, without him realizing it, nor does he feel himself getting intoxicated by her corrupted love. All he feels is a deep, unbreakable connection to her that feels as if it's coming from their trust bond, and finding himself agreeable and willing to lose himself in it. Lose himself to Yoimiya, putting her and only her as his focal point, shedding everyone else away. Together, they'd conquer the world, and their deep eternal bond and pledge to each other would see them through until they finally became ashes.
Her chants are music to his ears, happily seeing her orgasm through to its end, pleased with his work and that she was happy. But she's turned him on again too, wiping his mouth with a smirk as he spreads her legs, sliding himself back inside of her to fill the empty space that he fits so perfectly into, thrusting deep inside without hesitation. He'll give her no resting period, moving purely on a feral need to devour his prey completely, kissing her neck erratically through labored grunts and gasps. Pleasure surges through his body, feeling as if every nerve ending is on fire, moaning and groaning with delight as he fucks her slick, wet pussy.]
Archons, Yoimiya. Tell me you belong to me, that I'm all you need, that you pledge yourself to me until we perish...
[That dark desire rises higher, and if he'd known exactly what it was doing to her, he may of stopped it. But Ajax can only feel his animalistic desires take hold, along with the abyssal corruption that has settled in his mind for years.]
...because you're all I need, you're all I desire, stay with me until the bitter end. Yoimiya, ah, Yoimiya, my love...
[It doesn't take much longer, feeling the pressure build quickly within him and releasing once more into her, spilling the remainder of what he had left inside with a cry of her name on his lips and his back arched until he finally slows himself into stillness. Tartaglia's ragged breath is hot on her skin, and he presses a gentle, slow kiss to the tattoo on her chest before he collapses.]