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Either she's too dazed or still too brazenly confident, but as Asta sits up Flora doesn't shy away from him the way she probably should. Instead, her fingers continue to slide toward him, and as he tugs her into his lap she melts entirely against him, only this time its done with a very different sort of neediness than before. "You were supposed to stay down.." She whispers softly, as if trying still to understand where things went wrong as if she might fix it. Her eyes search his, and though she wanted to kiss him, to try and claw back some of the intimacy if only so that she'd not feel so wrong in her own skin, she found she couldn't make herself move. "..I...I had a plan, and if you'd stayed down I would have had the blood drip into your mouth...and.." Flora continues in a hurried and hurt little voice as she shakes her head marginally.
In her imaginings of the moment, he'd cum, she'd be far away from his snapping teeth, and lo and behold the beauty with her strength and tricks would have satisfied the beast in a way he was unaccustomed to. Only the beast in her nonna's stories had been pretending, and Asta, for better or worse, had never once lied about who he was. Flora just hadn't listened.
"I still can," She insists suddenly, straightening ever so slightly. "If I use my mouth I'll be far enough away, and...and the jaguar.." Glancing to the side where the feline still stood, Flora lifted her brows in a hopelessly desperate expression. "You can tear it apart for all I care. It bleeds, and it won't attack you."
In her imaginings of the moment, he'd cum, she'd be far away from his snapping teeth, and lo and behold the beauty with her strength and tricks would have satisfied the beast in a way he was unaccustomed to. Only the beast in her nonna's stories had been pretending, and Asta, for better or worse, had never once lied about who he was. Flora just hadn't listened.
"I still can," She insists suddenly, straightening ever so slightly. "If I use my mouth I'll be far enough away, and...and the jaguar.." Glancing to the side where the feline still stood, Flora lifted her brows in a hopelessly desperate expression. "You can tear it apart for all I care. It bleeds, and it won't attack you."
