[Experience tells her Denji is lying. Well, not lying, simply wrong. Denji will promise not to do something and then trip head-first into doing exactly that. She'll swear not to use all the toilet paper in one trip and then end up using it all to clog a bloody nose. Roundabout lies that aren't lies because they aren't intentional. Not every time, at least.]
[But You're in charge, Aki, graces her ears and Aki thinks - Obviously. That's just how it is. How it's supposed to be. Someone like Denji who can't even handle Power most days - Yeah. She takes in a breath, briefly rubbing her finger against her thumb, then presses the digit inside.]
[She's never fingered someone's ass before, only had it surprised upon her. Maybe that's why she reacted so negatively - The way her perverted senior did it, shutting up any complaints or snapping with a deeper kiss and a harsher palm against her clit. Not like Denji could manage any of that, of course. Guiding her thumb further in, her fingers slide down to glide between her lips, the middle one pressing forward and playing against where she gets tight, where her soaked cunt tries to suck her inwards.]
See - Slow, like this. [No, it's not pleasing like that. She knows it just as well. But even if Denji is quasi-immortal and has a body that snaps back after a gulp of blood, there's something fragile about her all the same. How she recognizes this is all brand new to her, how she wants to jump into the deep end but Aki wants to hold her in the shallow side first, grasping her arms and reminding her to kick. Pressing her finger a little deeper, past the clench of muscle, her thumb moves a knuckle further and then pulls back, both retreating at once before pushing back in - slow.] Just like that.
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[But You're in charge, Aki, graces her ears and Aki thinks - Obviously. That's just how it is. How it's supposed to be. Someone like Denji who can't even handle Power most days - Yeah. She takes in a breath, briefly rubbing her finger against her thumb, then presses the digit inside.]
[She's never fingered someone's ass before, only had it surprised upon her. Maybe that's why she reacted so negatively - The way her perverted senior did it, shutting up any complaints or snapping with a deeper kiss and a harsher palm against her clit. Not like Denji could manage any of that, of course. Guiding her thumb further in, her fingers slide down to glide between her lips, the middle one pressing forward and playing against where she gets tight, where her soaked cunt tries to suck her inwards.]
See - Slow, like this. [No, it's not pleasing like that. She knows it just as well. But even if Denji is quasi-immortal and has a body that snaps back after a gulp of blood, there's something fragile about her all the same. How she recognizes this is all brand new to her, how she wants to jump into the deep end but Aki wants to hold her in the shallow side first, grasping her arms and reminding her to kick. Pressing her finger a little deeper, past the clench of muscle, her thumb moves a knuckle further and then pulls back, both retreating at once before pushing back in - slow.] Just like that.