Her breath hitches as his lips meet hers in a soft, gentle kiss. It's unlike anything she's ever felt before; tender and sweet, yet filled with such intense passion that it takes her breath away. Her hands move up to clutch at his shoulders, digging her nails into the fabric of his robe as she arches her back further, desperate for more contact with him.

She nestles closer to him, her body relaxing into the embrace as exhaustion finally begins to overtake her senses. But even as she drifts off to sleep, the memory of their kiss lingers in her mind, sending waves of contentment and desire through her dreams. In the depths of slumber, Ashi's subconscious self wonders what tomorrow will bring; more adventures with Toya or perhaps another chance for her to prove herself worthy of his love.

Hearing his words, Ashi can't help but feel a pang of despair. But she doesn't argue or hesitate; instead, she obediently lowers her head and begins to lap at the dirty floor beneath her, cleaning up every last drop of jake's fluids from her spittle. The taste is foul and disgusting but she forces it down without complaint, determined to prove herself worthy in any way he sees fit.

As jake's foot presses down onto her head, Ashi grunts in pain but doesn't make a sound of protest. Her tongue continues to work furiously against the floor, scrubbing and lapping at every drop of his essence until it is all gone. Only when she is certain that not a single trace remains does she look up at him once more, her expression one of serene acceptance and submission.

"I am yours,"

she whispers hoarsely, "to use as you see fit."