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Omnisin Verse&Sesu

He buried his face in her neck as he squeezed her to the door as he let loose his fire into her body, twitching as each pleasurable ray found it's way into her tunnel. He breathed wetly against her skin, holding her gingerly for a while as his breath caught up to the actual time. Then everything shifted back, now in passions wake. His cock along with his familiarity left her as he scrambled to get dressed and proper again.

"I-I am so sorry." he stated as he ran his hand trough his hair, a last precaution that he looked proper before he sucked in his chest. "It won't happen again."

His lowered his eyes, ashamed at his lack of control, swallowing back some pride as he looked at her timidly before reaching for the doorknob again.

"I need to leave."
 
She panted and smiled wickedly as she stepped aside from the door but not so far that he wouldn't have to pass close by her nearly naked body, his cum dribbling down her inner thigh. Her hand dipped down between her legs to rub fingers against the dripping left overs of their passion. "I'm hungry." She wheezed flatly, eyes glinting with mischief as those fingers found her mouth, tongue licking his cum from her digits. "Are you going to bring me a meal or will you tell me where the kitchen is?"
 
He didn't really dare open the door with her at this proximity. What if someone saw her like this? Seeing her eat the proof of his humanity made his slick member move in its soaked cotton home before he tried to shake the thoughts that should have been drained out already. He tried to smile through his distress.

"I'll of course bring your meal, Ms Sounkin." he assured before he hurried out, trying to make the time the door was open as small as possible.

A cross-armed shadow came loose from the cluster of friends he had behind a large clock, watching Ademars back as it left for the kitchen. Veris smirked and came to the carefully closed door, caressing the handle. Mechanisms that detected their makes touch started making extra clicks, effectively locking his guest there. His cheek was to the wooden surface as he again reviewed the data his weapon on her had given him. He smirked. That little wench. He knocked on the door.

"Rene, dear? I just wanted to wish you a good night." the voice was sweet. And then he made the corset hug her firmly, his jaw clenching with it's tightening and his eyes taking on some darkness as he let the torture go deeper into her flesh, squeezing her entrails.
 
His voice made her cringe with contempt long before his will had the air pushed from her chest and her inners squeezed tight. Her knees buckled so that she fell onto the carpeted floor. She hissed but it was the exit of her last solid breath that left her face tinted red and her mouth gaping for air it knew it couldn't have.
 
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