@hydrowound I can’t help it, I’m drunk and you’re forcing me to— you’re— taking me by force— !
( She sobs out, head leaned back against him as she watches his fingers slide right back into her soaked cunt. )
@hydrowound I— n-no !
( Her words are falling apart, body trembling as her legs fall open. She’s overwhelmed, lips parted as her eyes close. )
I don’t like men— I— I would never feel this way with a man inside me it’s— it’s just your fingers—.
@hydrowound ( She’s gasping out, a moan forced from the woman as her head weakly leans back against his chest. )
O-oh — ! Too much . . !
( She can’t fight anymore, stuffed with his long fingers, simply forced to take it. )
@hydrowound P-please. .
( Her motions are weak, her begging the same as her physical movements. A sob leaves her, trying her best not to allow a moan to fall from her soft lips. )
Please . .
@hydrowound ( A weak moan leaves the woman, trying to shove at his hand again. )
My lord. . please — . . ! I must l-leave. . !
( Yet she’s too weak to fight it, unable to move his hand from her sheer panties. )
@hydrowound Sir— !
( She’s trying again, this time she’s too weak to force him off. Her thighs are clamped together, groaning out. )
Please— please just— let me leave.
@hydrowound I don’t like men. .
( She’s shoving his hand again, a bit more aggressively as she tries to pull away from the man. )
I need to go—. . This was a bad idea. .
@hydrowound I think— you don’t understand, I’m sorry my lord but— I’m not interested. . I don’t generally enjoy— companionship with males. . .
( She whines softly, again— sliding his hand off of her frame. He’s persistent. . )
@hydrowound I would, I would call you a pervert.
( A sigh leaves her, gently pushing his hand off weakly. )
Stop it. .
( The fox huffs softly, a pout on her lips. )
/ Sorry. I’ve been gone, my grandfather, the one I’ve taken care of for the past nine years passed away a few days ago.
Not tryna get sympathy or anything just explaining why I dipped.
I’d like to write, to distract myself so my DMs are open, I also have my Ei.
@hydrowound A side like what?
( She questions, gentle insistence in her voice as she attempts to close her eyes and relax. The fox desperately wants space but, knows that won’t happen any time soon. )
@hydrowound ( The only thing protecting her modesty is a silk slip, hiding barely anything. )
I’m a bit shy that I’m drunk, sharing a bed with my lord, while wearing something so. . . thin?
( Yet, she’s settling in, moving to lay down. The quicker she sleeps the better. )
@hydrowound ( She’s glancing at herself shrine maiden attire, quietly sliding off the pieces before folding them to sit to the side. After she’s done, she’s left in a simply slip she often wears under the outfit. )
This will have to do. .
@hydrowound This seems — improper, my lord. We shouldn’t sleep this closely. .
( She mutters softly, looking down at herself as a soft frown plays on gentle lips. )
What am I to wear, I have nothing to sleep in?
@hydrowound But, isn’t that— . . Nevermind.
( She’s too drunk to think properly, simply following the man beside him as he pulls her close. )
Where will you take me, to the guest quarters?
@hydrowound You’re cupping my bottom like you have bad intentions, my lord.
( She gives a soft sound of disapproval, gently moving his hand up. It’s a weak attempt but, she tries it anyways. )
@hydrowound It better stay at the small of her back, he shouldn’t wander too far.
“ Your hand, please keep things respectful, my lord. “
She mutters, the drunken fox still leaning against him as they walk to the estate.