[ see, she'd still stand by her theory that this is all just a stupid sex dream because there's no freaking way demons and incubi exist, but that kiss proved otherwise. madara's already taken her breath away with just a kiss alone, and now he's just out here looting her drawers as if he owns the place now. just who is this guy anyway? is this allowed?!

good thing she's able to sit up on her bed now, blinking groggily at that one hell of a view of his backside. god, he's more than cute. she'd be so mad right now if she could, but she's still more than confused than anything. ]

I'm really not that special, though...?

[ not that she's deprecating herself, but. really. she's just a simple girl with simple needs, just like everyone else out there. and now she's blushing up a storm at the sight of her toy dangling in front of her face, and she grabs it from him.. ]

A-And for the record, I don't need any help. I can put it in me just fine, look.

[ hmph! just watch her strip off her comfy shorts and panties and throw them aside, because fuck it. no one's going to believe her if she starts parroting about some sex demon that she'd met a bookstore some days back, so she might as well do it in front of him. hold on though, she's gonna have to reach over to her bedside table to fish out a packet of lube from the drawer.

...what, she's prepared. and has simple needs, as mentioned before. doesn't take too long in coating the toy with the stuff before lining it up and carefully pushing it in while choking back a moan and looking away from the demon's stupidly hot face. it is a bit bigger than what she's used to, but it's cute and pink like what madara had thought, and getting it inside her is easy enough, but this time she just... couldn't make it all the way in. is this what they call performance anxiety? ugh. ]