[There aren't many words that Konoha has to express how important it was to her that... people viewed her as a woman, and not a mare, not even a jinba woman. Obviously she knew that there were moments when it was unavoidable, there really was no helping it, but...
The ache of loneliness and gratitude for the offer shows as easily on her face as every emotion she'd ever felt when he takes her hand and her gaze follows, catching the near hypnotic glow of gold in his eyes. Let me, he says, but in the depth of her heats, which at times felt so all-consuming, so unquenchable in a way more bone-deep than the urges of other worlds... it feels like she should be the one asking him that. The swallow of nerves and reasons to say no is slow and obvious down the line of her throat, but what slips out when she opens her mouth is,]
- Please.
[If he was like this... maybe it would be enough to dampen the urges that had been keeping her restless and awake at night. Except no, she shouldn't be thinking of it like that, it wasn't fair to him, yet still... her voice slips out low, a bit shameful as she curls her fingers around his. Squeezes a moment before she twists her wrist to run her thumb over the line of his jaw.]
I had... an arrangement with someone... but they're gone, now, and- I can't... Even when I try to take care of it by myself...
[At its basest... it was uncomfortable, to burn with arousal for so long, aching without relief beyond the temporary measures of awkwardly attempting to tend to her own needs with a body not designed for self-pleasure and a lewd toy that provided pleasure but not the sensation of mating. And undeniable... was the more emotional truth that... she had grown accustomed to being held, to being able to kiss and embrace whenever she pleased, and now, here-
Here, Nikolai was right next to her, offering her relief, and she can't... She can't find (or remember) a reason to say "no". To stop her gaze from drifting downwards, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth and nipping down with sharp canines before she pulls back up, her tail swishing with a twitch that echoes in her fingers.]
But you have... to let me take care of you, too...
[After all... though the last time she had touched him they had been interrupted... She hadn't actually forgotten where they'd left off, either.]
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The ache of loneliness and gratitude for the offer shows as easily on her face as every emotion she'd ever felt when he takes her hand and her gaze follows, catching the near hypnotic glow of gold in his eyes. Let me, he says, but in the depth of her heats, which at times felt so all-consuming, so unquenchable in a way more bone-deep than the urges of other worlds... it feels like she should be the one asking him that. The swallow of nerves and reasons to say no is slow and obvious down the line of her throat, but what slips out when she opens her mouth is,]
- Please.
[If he was like this... maybe it would be enough to dampen the urges that had been keeping her restless and awake at night. Except no, she shouldn't be thinking of it like that, it wasn't fair to him, yet still... her voice slips out low, a bit shameful as she curls her fingers around his. Squeezes a moment before she twists her wrist to run her thumb over the line of his jaw.]
I had... an arrangement with someone... but they're gone, now, and- I can't... Even when I try to take care of it by myself...
[At its basest... it was uncomfortable, to burn with arousal for so long, aching without relief beyond the temporary measures of awkwardly attempting to tend to her own needs with a body not designed for self-pleasure and a lewd toy that provided pleasure but not the sensation of mating. And undeniable... was the more emotional truth that... she had grown accustomed to being held, to being able to kiss and embrace whenever she pleased, and now, here-
Here, Nikolai was right next to her, offering her relief, and she can't... She can't find (or remember) a reason to say "no". To stop her gaze from drifting downwards, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth and nipping down with sharp canines before she pulls back up, her tail swishing with a twitch that echoes in her fingers.]
But you have... to let me take care of you, too...
[After all... though the last time she had touched him they had been interrupted... She hadn't actually forgotten where they'd left off, either.]