[ it's not pleasurable. it's the most entrancing thing she's ever seen. it hurts. it feels so, so good. it's awful, the sound of bone and flesh parting. she doesn't want to hear it. she doesn't want to feel sirin die beneath her.

she has to do it. she has to keep going, simply because she needs sirin to understand what will wait on the other side of it. she twitches and throbs inside her beloved girlfriend, and while she can't afford to let go of sirin's throat or stop working at sirin's cunt-

she can at least stumble on words she's been meaning to say. ]

Shhh. Shhh. It's okay. I'm here. I won't... I'm sorry. It hurts, I know, but- I'm here.

[ another long pull, drawing her hips all the way back before slamming forward again. ]

I'm here. Ya tebya lyublyu. I'll be here when you wake up. I won't leave, so-

[ a choked sound; even as she fucks sirin's throat, the feeling of tears dropping down onto her abdomen might still make it through. ]

I'll be here. I'm here, no matter what.