Every thrust of your hips appears to seam together bits of the snippets that once formed your thriving heart as you fall slave again to that strange b...ing you know to be a venomous snake ready to sink its fangs into the freshly formed scars to tear them apart anew. The only moment of weakness she grants you is her climax, which shows an ever so brief glimpse of her honest love for you as her flesh convulses on yours. You rejoice in her display of genuine affection, however elusive it is,. "I'm sick of hearing you say no." He lightened his friction. Involuntarily, I pushed myself into him, wordlessly asking for more. He brought his cheek close to mine. So close, his three hour stubble scratched my cheek. "Come on," he whispered to me. "Tell me yes so I can make you come." I bit my lip and he went even lighter. It was almost torturous. "I can feel how much you want this." He fucked me with his fingers and I contracted around him. "I know you don't want me to stop." "No," I. “This is a pleasant change, I’m used to more pleading and bemoaning of one’s fate. What else did you wish to ask, child?”Giving her a weak smile at the compliment, she asked, “Are monster girls evil?”“Some are, but I think the question you were trying to ask is if they are evil in nature and the answer is no.” The woman sighed, “I hate answering that question. So often it means that the one asking it will be lost to us shortly.”“Then why does the High Priests and Priestesses say that they are. .. stop liking me..." "You know I want to help you, if you're in any trouble," she said, moving pasta sauce around on her plate. "I... it's been seven years, Giles. I don't know what you could say that would change my feelings," she smiled, but it was marked with sadness. "Maybe it's stupid and I'm just living in a fantasy land, but I never stopped... liking... you," she was hesitant to use the stronger word. "It's been incredibly hard, but I value our-- friendship. I want to know what.