[ she tells him with a faint snort of dismissal, pulling herself off of him. she shifts to her side, lying next to him on the bed. there is nothing intimate about it, but she looks relaxed, at least. all things considered. his bed doesn't leave a great deal of room for both of them, certainly not given her shape. but the hormones have done their duty. she is able to lounge idle instead of fixate on her inability to cleanly harvest the venom that had turned her.
a huff of breath disrupts her labored wheeze. it wasn't just the orgasm. she feels better because she at least had power, like this, a power she had lost when she came here and lost her magic. she is not helpless, anymore. being a monster had disadvantages, but now ... the outside just matched the inside. maybe she would adjust. she doesn't pursue any of these thoughts too seriously. no. she would gather herself and find the right approach to an antivenom, in time. ]
That was your first, wasn't it? [ she attempts to tuck one clawed hand under her head, but it fits awkwardly. it leads to some shifting. ] That explains a lot.
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[ she tells him with a faint snort of dismissal, pulling herself off of him. she shifts to her side, lying next to him on the bed. there is nothing intimate about it, but she looks relaxed, at least. all things considered. his bed doesn't leave a great deal of room for both of them, certainly not given her shape. but the hormones have done their duty. she is able to lounge idle instead of fixate on her inability to cleanly harvest the venom that had turned her.
a huff of breath disrupts her labored wheeze. it wasn't just the orgasm. she feels better because she at least had power, like this, a power she had lost when she came here and lost her magic. she is not helpless, anymore. being a monster had disadvantages, but now ... the outside just matched the inside. maybe she would adjust. she doesn't pursue any of these thoughts too seriously. no. she would gather herself and find the right approach to an antivenom, in time. ]
That was your first, wasn't it? [ she attempts to tuck one clawed hand under her head, but it fits awkwardly. it leads to some shifting. ] That explains a lot.