[After a bit of flirty meetings with the heiress of the Tohsaka estate, Satoshi has been invited to the estate itself! He's been encouraged to come casually, as his outfit for the day is already at the residence. He'll have to climb a hill to reach the mansion. Along the way he may even hear rumors about how it's haunted or that a wizard lives there.
But when he arrives at the door no fantastical creature is there to invite him in. Just Tohsaka looking quite pleased as she opens the door and urges him inside.]
[ Satoshi says so smiling, curiously passing through the door’s archway and into the Tohsaka mansion. It’s true; the place is ginormous and adorned with western-style furniture, something Satoshi doesn’t often see. Still, it’s beautiful, and he silently appreciates the scenery. Somehow, this sort of setting fits Rin’s image perfectly.
And... she lives here alone, he thinks, a small pang of trepidation coming with the thought. Satoshi came here for a reason—he’s not entirely sure what’ll happen, but he’s putting himself in Rin’s care. Oh, and speaking of... ]
I brought this with me. I hope it’s okay.
[ Satoshi turns around to face her again, lifting out a package with a cute ribbon cinching the top. In it, there are a few treats home to Hinamizawa. Satoko, Satoshi’s fussy little sister, was adamant that he come bearing a proper gift. He hopes that Rin will enjoy them. ]
[Oh. That's a surprise. Tohsaka slowly accepts it as she attempts to examine the gift. Mostly to see if it would be easy enough to pull apart and pear inside.]
I mean, I'm not gonna complain, but I don't understand.
[Isn't he here to be taken advantage of? Why does she need more?]
There is wagashi inside. I'm not very good in the kitchen, so my sister helped me.
[ He misinterprets her confusion, thinking Rin is perturbed by the gift and not him being kind to her. Rin can chalk that up to Satoshi being, admittedly, a bit of an airhead. ]
[Wagashi? Well, that should go great with tea. Though she's unsure how to thank him. Perhaps by being a little extra mean today? He seems to like writhing under her thumb. For now she cradles the gift gently in her arms as she turns to lead him to the kitchen.]
Thank you? Are you ready to get properly dressed?
[Ah, yes! Maybe if she can steer the conversation somewhere else she doesn't have to feel so vulnerable from his sincerity.]
[ This is why he came, after all. Satoshi has no idea what he'll be dressed in, but given Rin's preferences and their previous agreement, he expects it to be girlish and revealing. Sure, he's crossdressed for club game penalties before, but it's different now...
He will be doing it specifically for her, for Rin.
...No, he amends silently, not just for her... for himself, too. Because he wants to hear her praise again. ]
Wh-Where should I change? I'll be careful putting it on.
[Rin sets aside Satoshi's gift and gently places a hand at his back so she may guide him through the Tohsaka mansion.]
This way. We'll head to the powder room.
[When they reach it, Rin will join him. Sure, there is a little part where he can duck behind a divider if he wants some privacy in changing, but she seems adamant on staying. After all, she has a little makeup set out. Perhaps she intends on dolling him up more than just the clothes. Though if Satoshi looks the makeup will be simple: a choice between lipstick and gloss, and some eye makeup.
The maid dress will be hanging up. Freshly pressed and waiting for him. Honestly, if not for the ridiculously short skirt and cat-head shaped "titty window" the dress may be modest. Instead it has the standard frills, and those two adjustments for thrills.]
[ The two of them enter what he assumes to be the ‘powder room’, and sure enough, there is an outfit sitting out for him. Satoshi leaves Rin’s side to approach it, reaching out to take it down from where it’d been hanging up. He can already feel the familiar prickle of heat in his cheeks, and when he realizes there’s a cut-out in the shape of a cat on the chest, that the length is indecently short, it only burns hotter.
He takes out the hanger and sets it to the side, and then turns to face Rin again. She appears expectant, her blue eyes narrow like a cat’s as she watches him. Satoshi involuntarily swallows. ]
O-Okay. [ He says, mostly for himself. ] Um... It’ll be just a minute.
[ Satoshi had considered it—whether he wanted to change behind the divider or not. All the times he’s previously crossdressed, he’s made sure to privately out of embarrassment, but... This time is different. The only one who’ll see him will be Rin. It should be fine.
So, he pulls his sweater over his head, followed by his white under-shirt. The slight, angular rise of his chest is visible, and Satoshi can feel Rin’s eyes on him as he makes to remove his slacks. He only pauses for a small second before he shuffles out of them. Every inch of Satoshi feels like it’s burning up, even as he slips into the maid uniform. ]
Ah... There’s a zipper I can’t reach. [ His voice sounds small, wavery. Satoshi’s red eyes flicker over to where Rin is, his face hot. ] C-Can you do it for me, Rin?
[Tohsaka doesn't even try to hide the devilish upward lilt to her voice. Instead she lets that echo in the tiled room as she slips behind him. Yet she doesn't do what she promised. Not at first. Instead Tohsaka presses her small palm to his back and splays out her fingers so that they drag as she pulls downward.]
[ Satoshi squeaks in surprise, and his entire body stiffens up from the feeling of her cool, soft hand touching his exposed skin. If he knew better, he would've expected a secret attack like this from Rin, but Satoshi is still quite naïve. He can only shiver from the unfamiliar sensation. ]
Th-That's not the zipper...
[ It doesn't really sound like he's scolding her, but Satoshi does tilt his head back to peer behind him. ]
It's nice and smooth... you really could pass for a girl if you wanted.
[Her fingers tease along his spine for a few moments more before she does what she came here to do. Carefully pulling up the zipper, and even latching the little hook at the top to keep it in place. Tohsaka leans in as her hands rest on his waist.]
[ Somehow, that sentiment only serves to make him blush. If he were Keiichi, Satoshi's male best friend, he would be indignant that he was a man through and through, but... Satoshi admits he has always been on the softer side. And when Rin is praising him for looking girlish, he finds himself reveling in it.
He resists the urge to shiver from the tickle of her breath, like he's hanging precariously on a thread. It takes a second for him to remember how to speak. ]
Well, the only thing left are... those.
[ Has Satoshi ever said that word out loud?
Panties. ]
Muu... [ He nervously squirms. And then— ] I—I'm going to change behind the divider!
[ It comes out a bit too hurried, but Satoshi ducks his head and snatches the panties and stockings off the small table-end, disappearing behind the divider with his skirt fluttering. Maybe he's not as brave as he thought. ]
[Tohsaka has to hide her giggling. My, oh my! This is more entertaining than she thought it was going to be. Ah, just wait until she puts the finishing touches on him. He'll be so lovely. So tempting. She'll make him the most cute and kissable maid.
Rin takes her time to return to where she has the makeup set out for him.]
If it's a little small, don't worry. I've closed all the curtains in the house.
[After all, if he's to bulge, fall out, or flash anyone... it's going to be all for her.]
[ He can hear her soft simpers, and it only serves to make his blush all the redder. ]
D-Don't laugh.
[ Satoshi's voice is sulky from behind the divider. However, now that he's looking at the underthings, it becomes very clear just how dainty they are. Will he fit into them, even? At least she said she closed the curtains, he thinks, and then bites into his lower lip.
He reaches beneath his dress and hooks the hem of his briefs, pausing briefly to inhale a breath before tugging them down. It feels unbelievably lewd to be wearing nothing, sensitive, flushed skin nearly exposed beneath the skirt, so he quickly steps into the panties and stockings. They hug his angular hips, and to his embarrassment, the smooth fabric is pleasant against his skin. Satoshi is too shy to look, but he's sure the front makes it very clear he's male.
He soon steps out again to face her, one hand pressing down the fluff of the dress. ]
Is this good? [ Satoshi glances down. ] It's all small like you said... It'll be hard not to accidentally flash you.
[ Oh, but that's exactly what Tohsaka wants, Satoshi. ]
[All this grumbling, is it truly protest? With a smile she beckons him over, and once she has him in font of the mirrors she cups his cheek in her palm.]
If you don't hate it I have some finishing touches for you.
[Lovely. Positively radiant. Tohsaka is incredibly pleased with the outcome, and it seems she's not at all perturbed by the idea that Satoshi might flash her while completing his work. Oh, no. She looks forward to it. To eat him up with her eyes, and then more...]
[ Standing in front of the mirrors now, Satoshi can see himself in the reflection from the corner of his eye. His legs appear slender in the stockings, and the slight, somewhat noticeable rise on the cusp of his upper thighs leading to his behind is visible beneath the skirt. Even his hips give the illusion of being curved. Like this, Satoshi's body looks very much like a girl's.
However, his attention is soon brought back to Rin as she gently rests her palm on his cheek. Satoshi tilts his head into her hand. ]
[I trust you, he says! And he keeps using her given name even if time and time again she tries to put a little distance by using his surname. How is it right for him to be so kind, so cute, so sweet?
It gets Tohsaka to hesitate for a couple moments. Color and heat rising to her cheeks before her hand falls away to grab at the eyeliner.]
[ Obediently, Satoshi closes his eyes and lifts his chin.
He assumes the next step will be make-up of some kind. His little sister is still too young to wear any, which leaves his experience with it relatively low. And with his vision obscured, Satoshi is distinctly aware of his heartbeat and Rin's presence in front of him. ]
What are you putting on? Is it eyeshadow?
[ What else do girls wear... Mascara? Satoshi isn't sure. ]
[She's astonished, really, how he can be so trusting of her. Does he truly want to be bossed around so much he'll let a (near) stranger doll him up like so? Or maybe he's so desperate for his kinks that he doesn't know another girl who'd do this for him?
Rin shakes away her questions before uncapping the liquid liner and using the delicate felt tip to begin applying black ink to his lash-line.]
Eyeshadow will be next. I like to put the liner on first and then touch it up after everything else.
[She's careful. Precise. And adds the smallest little wing to the corners of his eyes.
[ Whereas Rin is cautious and suspicious of others, Satoshi is very open. His doctor believes it's a miracle that he's as trusting and warm as he is, especially after the accidental death of his parents, troubled home life, and working as the sole provider of his sister at such a young age. Perhaps this sign of emotional maturity allows him to discern Rin as a good person—even if she does thoroughly tease him. ]
It's ticklish.
[ Satoshi's nose scrunches up a little, enduring the foreign feeling of something touching his eyelids. He decides to distract himself. ]
Do you wear make-up, too?
[ Rin probably doesn't need to; she's beautiful, after all. ]
[Tohsaka may have 'natural beauty', but she refuses to be anything less than perfect. Makeup to hide the eye bags from late night magecraft studies, and perfume to hide the apothecary smell of her medicine.
After the liner is on she begins brushing some soft, neutral eyeshadow on his lids. A gentle color highlighted with a bit of glitter to catch the eye.]
Really? I guess I don't know too much about it. I thought a girl like Rin would be fine without make-up.
[ There's a different sensation now, feather-y and most likely a brush of some sort. This one is less invasion than the eyeliner was, resulting in Satoshi relaxing again. It's soothing. ]
...Mm, thank you.
[ Satoshi... is learning to accept the compliments. It's unfamiliar, being insecure as he is, but there's warmth in the praise. He hopes that when she's finished with the make-up, she'll be satisfied with his new appearance. ]
[Hmph. She's glad his eyes are closed. What kind of compliment is that??? Fine without makeup... It makes her heart flutter briefly.
Tohsaka finishes up the shadow, and then instructs him to open his eyes. Next will be the quick swipe of mascara on those luscious lashes of his. First telling him to look down but not close his eyes so she can get his upper set, and then to look aaaaaaaall the way up so she can get the bottom set. With that done she'll finish off his face with a little bit of shimmery lipgloss.
Which ends up being risky because she's ever so tempted to just take his lips then and there. Tohsaka manages to stop herself and put some distance between them.]
The mascara is the scariest part. I'm glad it's over.
[ Satoshi can endure the brush tickling his skin and even the vulnerability of having Rin paint his lips, but the wand hovering so close to his naked eye is too much. She had worked skillfully, though, making it painless.
Turning towards the mirror beside them again, Satoshi gives his face another look. The eyeshadow causes the red of his eyes to appear quite vivid, and the red tint to his cheeks is soft and pleasant. His blond eyelashes are now distinctly black and very long like Rin's are. He really does look like a short-haired girl now.
Somewhat flustered, Satoshi directs his attention back towards her. ]
What do they say... Um...
[ Satoshi's brow creases, and then he repeats a phrase he's heard in movies. ]
[Really, though... who let him be this cute? It's unfairly cute. Illegally cute. He has to get out of her sight now before the fun is ruined by her prematurely jumping him.]
Your first task is to take care of the dust in the parlor.
Satoshi picks up the feathered duster off the table-end where his the undergarments had been laid out. They passed by the parlor on the way to the powder room, so he doesn't end up getting lost leading them on his way there. And when he arrives... Satoshi stops to stare at all of her large, Western-style furniture filling up every corner.
I'll start with the tables, then... ]
...?
[ But upon leaning in to do so, Satoshi can feel the skirt rise up behind him. He nervously laughs. ]
What makes you say that? Aren't you enjoying yourself, even a little bit? Tell me, does your heart flutter when you bend over?
[Because hers does. Every time he unintentionally gives her a little peak she feels the urge to interrupt his work and devour him whole. But for now she shows restraint and picks a spot in the parlor where she can watch him without hinderance.]
It's embarrassing, but I think so. My heart... I can feel it pounding.
[ Satoshi's smile is weary, a little demure. Not only is his heart fluttering like she said, his body feels warm under her gaze. ]
Even though they're showing, please watch me.
[ Ah... saying that is enough for him to bite his lip, blushing hotly. Satoshi is hardly a pervert, not like his best friend is, but Rin's enthusiasm is enough to bring out this shy, indecent side of him. He thinks it's inevitable he'll get hard because of it.
Inhaling, he sets to work dusting her furniture. Each time he bends over or stretches, his cute little pair of panties are exposed to Rin's watchful eye. ]
[The harder he gets the less his panties cover him. The less they cover him the more often she gets little peeks of his balls as they begin not to able to fit in the crotch of those panties. It's intoxicating. A sort of devious thrill that has Tohsaka gripping the armrest of her chair hard.
That is until her self restraint finally breaks. As he's bent over dusting a small side table, Tohsaka comes up behind him. Her palm flat on Satoshi's back to keep him from righting himself. Her other grabbing his hip and pulling his ass, decorated in frills, against her.]
[ Satoshi instinctually trembles, breath catching his throat. This position—it's startingly close to actual sex, as if Rin herself is taking him from behind, keeping him at an angle so she can use him thoroughly. He is perfectly playing the role of the girl, and that in itself adds a thrill. There's no doubt now that he's hard; the fabric of his panties stretches thin over his erection and allows a glimpse of flushed skin from the sides.
And when she gropes him, toying with the full, springy flesh from below, he bites off a whimper. ]
Mm, I want a reward.
[ It's said plaintively in a cute tone foreign to him. ]
I—I got... like this from Rin watching me.
[ His fingers clutch at the feather-duster as he throbs. ]
And how, exactly [Tohsaka replies in a low voice thick with her own lust] would a cute maid such as yourself like to be rewarded? Do you want it to be something lewd? Be detailed, so you get exactly what you want.
[Tohsaka's hand grips into a fist to tightly grasp the fabric on his back. Meanwhile her hand at his hip digs in those digits for a firmer hold. It's then that she starts rolling her hips into him as if to simulate thrusting between his thighs.]
My mouth? Oh, dear. How lewd! How selfish! What a greedy little maid. What do you dream of? Grabbing the lady of the house by her hair and losing yourself to the pleasure?
[She taunts him. Antagonizes him. All the while continuing to grind her hips into his ass suggestively.
Yet... eventually she stops. Tohsaka steps away and allows him to rise so that she may turn him to face her as she sinks to her knees and gazes up at him with a devilish smile.]
Holding your skirt up for me is the least you can do~
Muu. I wouldn't be rough with you. A-At least, I would try not to be.
[ Her pointed teasing causes his cock to twitch, straining against the panties she had picked out for him. After all, Satoshi is helpless against envisioning that fantasy, of his fingers buried in her long, black hair, gasping as she happily swallows him down. He has never experienced it—oral, that is—so he is left to his imagination.
Or, he would've been had she not accepted his request. His heart nearly skips. ]
But since the 'lady of the house' says this is okay, I'll hold it up. [ There's a small pause of realization, and then he adds in a meek voice: ] I—I think I might've...
[ Shyly, he gathers his skirts and lifts them to expose what's beneath. Satoshi is overwhelmed with embarrassment, because... he is sure he's already wet her panties. Rin will most definitely see it now that she's on her knees in front of him, the lewd, damp spot adorning the tip of his erection through the cloth. ]
How filthy, how lewd. Aren't you supposed to be cleaning things, not dirtying them? Maybe you deserve punishment after all.
[With the pad of her index finger she taps that damp spot. Gently teasing it and playing at him through the cloth. This goes on for a few moments before Tohsaka hooks her fingers into the waistband of the panties to pull them aside entirely.]
Who let a maid be this grotesque? Terrible. Simply awful.
[And yet despite all the disparaging words, Tohsaka is quick to take him into her mouth. At least the head to start. Enveloping him in the soft, wet heat just beyond her lips. Her tongue drags against the sensitive skin of his head just to learn his texture for herself.]
[ Her relentless bullying only serves to embarrass him further. She's right; isn't he here to clean? But... he dirtied her panties, and—the entire time he was trying to dust her furniture, Satoshi was distracted by her presence, her very self being a terrible temptation.
Doesn't he deserve a punishment? Only proper, good maids receive rewards from their masters... ]
N-Ngh—
[ Satoshi makes a choked, plaintive sound as she reveals his cock to the cool air. It springs forward in front of her strikingly blue eyes, slick. To him, time seems to have slowed. It's almost like it's a dream, that this scenario couldn't possibly be happening. Rin—she's looking at him, his— ]
Oh... [ And then he whimpers, shuddering as she leans in to envelop his cock in the heat of her mouth. Just a bit, not enough. ] Rin, it's—ah, your mouth...
[Soft, slender fingers stroke his shaft as she hums against him. Those blue eyes, deep like the ocean and tinted with a hint of seafoam, look up at him through her dark lashes. If not for her lips being so diligently sealed around his erection she might have looked quite devilish.
While his taste on her tongue wouldn't be pleasant for most people, it's not as bad as the medicine she needs to routinely take for her crest. As such she savors both the way his body 'replies' honestly to her, and the way he attempts to hold himself back. She wonders just how far she can push him. Will he snap and seek pleasure for himself? Or will he crumble before her as his will to continue anything else turns to dust?
Playfully she suckles on that ever-so sensitive head, but only briefly. Giving him a "preview" if you will.]
[ Right now, Rin really does look like a little devil.
Satoshi's grip on the dress shakes as she tastes him. It's a sensation he's never felt before—the heat, the wetness. Rin coquettishly indulges in the pearl of pre that had collected at his tip, and Satoshi is helpless to stop her. But... he doesn't think he wants to, either. There's a large part of him that is desperate for her to take him in further, ensnare him completely. Her mouth, though small and pink, is dangerous.
Unable to bear looking into her eyes a moment longer, he closes his and shudders. A noise catches in his throat, but doesn't make it past his lips. ]
...Rin.
[ Satoshi's legs quiver as she suckles him. It's nearly unbearable. ]
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But when he arrives at the door no fantastical creature is there to invite him in. Just Tohsaka looking quite pleased as she opens the door and urges him inside.]
You made it. I'm impressed with your resolve.
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[ Satoshi says so smiling, curiously passing through the door’s archway and into the Tohsaka mansion. It’s true; the place is ginormous and adorned with western-style furniture, something Satoshi doesn’t often see. Still, it’s beautiful, and he silently appreciates the scenery. Somehow, this sort of setting fits Rin’s image perfectly.
And... she lives here alone, he thinks, a small pang of trepidation coming with the thought. Satoshi came here for a reason—he’s not entirely sure what’ll happen, but he’s putting himself in Rin’s care. Oh, and speaking of... ]
I brought this with me. I hope it’s okay.
[ Satoshi turns around to face her again, lifting out a package with a cute ribbon cinching the top. In it, there are a few treats home to Hinamizawa. Satoko, Satoshi’s fussy little sister, was adamant that he come bearing a proper gift. He hopes that Rin will enjoy them. ]
Thanks for inviting me.
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I mean, I'm not gonna complain, but I don't understand.
[Isn't he here to be taken advantage of? Why does she need more?]
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There is wagashi inside. I'm not very good in the kitchen, so my sister helped me.
[ He misinterprets her confusion, thinking Rin is perturbed by the gift and not him being kind to her. Rin can chalk that up to Satoshi being, admittedly, a bit of an airhead. ]
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Thank you? Are you ready to get properly dressed?
[Ah, yes! Maybe if she can steer the conversation somewhere else she doesn't have to feel so vulnerable from his sincerity.]
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[ This is why he came, after all. Satoshi has no idea what he'll be dressed in, but given Rin's preferences and their previous agreement, he expects it to be girlish and revealing. Sure, he's crossdressed for club game penalties before, but it's different now...
He will be doing it specifically for her, for Rin.
...No, he amends silently, not just for her... for himself, too. Because he wants to hear her praise again. ]
Wh-Where should I change? I'll be careful putting it on.
[ Muu, he stammered a little. ]
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This way. We'll head to the powder room.
[When they reach it, Rin will join him. Sure, there is a little part where he can duck behind a divider if he wants some privacy in changing, but she seems adamant on staying. After all, she has a little makeup set out. Perhaps she intends on dolling him up more than just the clothes. Though if Satoshi looks the makeup will be simple: a choice between lipstick and gloss, and some eye makeup.
The maid dress will be hanging up. Freshly pressed and waiting for him. Honestly, if not for the ridiculously short skirt and cat-head shaped "titty window" the dress may be modest. Instead it has the standard frills, and those two adjustments for thrills.]
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He takes out the hanger and sets it to the side, and then turns to face Rin again. She appears expectant, her blue eyes narrow like a cat’s as she watches him. Satoshi involuntarily swallows. ]
O-Okay. [ He says, mostly for himself. ] Um... It’ll be just a minute.
[ Satoshi had considered it—whether he wanted to change behind the divider or not. All the times he’s previously crossdressed, he’s made sure to privately out of embarrassment, but... This time is different. The only one who’ll see him will be Rin. It should be fine.
So, he pulls his sweater over his head, followed by his white under-shirt. The slight, angular rise of his chest is visible, and Satoshi can feel Rin’s eyes on him as he makes to remove his slacks. He only pauses for a small second before he shuffles out of them. Every inch of Satoshi feels like it’s burning up, even as he slips into the maid uniform. ]
Ah... There’s a zipper I can’t reach. [ His voice sounds small, wavery. Satoshi’s red eyes flicker over to where Rin is, his face hot. ] C-Can you do it for me, Rin?
[ He manages a smile. ]
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[Tohsaka doesn't even try to hide the devilish upward lilt to her voice. Instead she lets that echo in the tiled room as she slips behind him. Yet she doesn't do what she promised. Not at first. Instead Tohsaka presses her small palm to his back and splays out her fingers so that they drag as she pulls downward.]
Oh~ you have surprisingly soft skin.
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[ Satoshi squeaks in surprise, and his entire body stiffens up from the feeling of her cool, soft hand touching his exposed skin. If he knew better, he would've expected a secret attack like this from Rin, but Satoshi is still quite naïve. He can only shiver from the unfamiliar sensation. ]
Th-That's not the zipper...
[ It doesn't really sound like he's scolding her, but Satoshi does tilt his head back to peer behind him. ]
And... it's not that soft, is it...? My skin...
[ If anything, he thinks he's feverish. ]
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[Her fingers tease along his spine for a few moments more before she does what she came here to do. Carefully pulling up the zipper, and even latching the little hook at the top to keep it in place. Tohsaka leans in as her hands rest on his waist.]
Anything else?
[Her breath hits warm against his ear.]
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[ Somehow, that sentiment only serves to make him blush. If he were Keiichi, Satoshi's male best friend, he would be indignant that he was a man through and through, but... Satoshi admits he has always been on the softer side. And when Rin is praising him for looking girlish, he finds himself reveling in it.
He resists the urge to shiver from the tickle of her breath, like he's hanging precariously on a thread. It takes a second for him to remember how to speak. ]
Well, the only thing left are... those.
[ Has Satoshi ever said that word out loud?
Panties. ]
Muu... [ He nervously squirms. And then— ] I—I'm going to change behind the divider!
[ It comes out a bit too hurried, but Satoshi ducks his head and snatches the panties and stockings off the small table-end, disappearing behind the divider with his skirt fluttering. Maybe he's not as brave as he thought. ]
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Rin takes her time to return to where she has the makeup set out for him.]
If it's a little small, don't worry. I've closed all the curtains in the house.
[After all, if he's to bulge, fall out, or flash anyone... it's going to be all for her.]
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D-Don't laugh.
[ Satoshi's voice is sulky from behind the divider. However, now that he's looking at the underthings, it becomes very clear just how dainty they are. Will he fit into them, even? At least she said she closed the curtains, he thinks, and then bites into his lower lip.
He reaches beneath his dress and hooks the hem of his briefs, pausing briefly to inhale a breath before tugging them down. It feels unbelievably lewd to be wearing nothing, sensitive, flushed skin nearly exposed beneath the skirt, so he quickly steps into the panties and stockings. They hug his angular hips, and to his embarrassment, the smooth fabric is pleasant against his skin. Satoshi is too shy to look, but he's sure the front makes it very clear he's male.
He soon steps out again to face her, one hand pressing down the fluff of the dress. ]
Is this good? [ Satoshi glances down. ] It's all small like you said... It'll be hard not to accidentally flash you.
[ Oh, but that's exactly what Tohsaka wants, Satoshi. ]
It's breezy, too...
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[All this grumbling, is it truly protest? With a smile she beckons him over, and once she has him in font of the mirrors she cups his cheek in her palm.]
If you don't hate it I have some finishing touches for you.
[Lovely. Positively radiant. Tohsaka is incredibly pleased with the outcome, and it seems she's not at all perturbed by the idea that Satoshi might flash her while completing his work. Oh, no. She looks forward to it. To eat him up with her eyes, and then more...]
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[ Standing in front of the mirrors now, Satoshi can see himself in the reflection from the corner of his eye. His legs appear slender in the stockings, and the slight, somewhat noticeable rise on the cusp of his upper thighs leading to his behind is visible beneath the skirt. Even his hips give the illusion of being curved. Like this, Satoshi's body looks very much like a girl's.
However, his attention is soon brought back to Rin as she gently rests her palm on his cheek. Satoshi tilts his head into her hand. ]
Let's do the rest, too. I trust you, Rin
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It gets Tohsaka to hesitate for a couple moments. Color and heat rising to her cheeks before her hand falls away to grab at the eyeliner.]
Th-then close your eyes.
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He assumes the next step will be make-up of some kind. His little sister is still too young to wear any, which leaves his experience with it relatively low. And with his vision obscured, Satoshi is distinctly aware of his heartbeat and Rin's presence in front of him. ]
What are you putting on? Is it eyeshadow?
[ What else do girls wear... Mascara? Satoshi isn't sure. ]
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Rin shakes away her questions before uncapping the liquid liner and using the delicate felt tip to begin applying black ink to his lash-line.]
Eyeshadow will be next. I like to put the liner on first and then touch it up after everything else.
[She's careful. Precise. And adds the smallest little wing to the corners of his eyes.
Cute...]
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It's ticklish.
[ Satoshi's nose scrunches up a little, enduring the foreign feeling of something touching his eyelids. He decides to distract himself. ]
Do you wear make-up, too?
[ Rin probably doesn't need to; she's beautiful, after all. ]
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[Tohsaka may have 'natural beauty', but she refuses to be anything less than perfect. Makeup to hide the eye bags from late night magecraft studies, and perfume to hide the apothecary smell of her medicine.
After the liner is on she begins brushing some soft, neutral eyeshadow on his lids. A gentle color highlighted with a bit of glitter to catch the eye.]
...You have nice lashes.
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Really? I guess I don't know too much about it. I thought a girl like Rin would be fine without make-up.
[ There's a different sensation now, feather-y and most likely a brush of some sort. This one is less invasion than the eyeliner was, resulting in Satoshi relaxing again. It's soothing. ]
...Mm, thank you.
[ Satoshi... is learning to accept the compliments. It's unfamiliar, being insecure as he is, but there's warmth in the praise. He hopes that when she's finished with the make-up, she'll be satisfied with his new appearance. ]
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Tohsaka finishes up the shadow, and then instructs him to open his eyes. Next will be the quick swipe of mascara on those luscious lashes of his. First telling him to look down but not close his eyes so she can get his upper set, and then to look aaaaaaaall the way up so she can get the bottom set. With that done she'll finish off his face with a little bit of shimmery lipgloss.
Which ends up being risky because she's ever so tempted to just take his lips then and there. Tohsaka manages to stop herself and put some distance between them.]
...Looks like you're about ready to get to work.
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[ Satoshi can endure the brush tickling his skin and even the vulnerability of having Rin paint his lips, but the wand hovering so close to his naked eye is too much. She had worked skillfully, though, making it painless.
Turning towards the mirror beside them again, Satoshi gives his face another look. The eyeshadow causes the red of his eyes to appear quite vivid, and the red tint to his cheeks is soft and pleasant. His blond eyelashes are now distinctly black and very long like Rin's are. He really does look like a short-haired girl now.
Somewhat flustered, Satoshi directs his attention back towards her. ]
What do they say... Um...
[ Satoshi's brow creases, and then he repeats a phrase he's heard in movies. ]
What are my... duties? Today, Rin?
[ It sounds unsure, but that should be it. ]
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[Really, though... who let him be this cute? It's unfairly cute. Illegally cute. He has to get out of her sight now before the fun is ruined by her prematurely jumping him.]
Your first task is to take care of the dust in the parlor.
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[ The order is simple enough.
Satoshi picks up the feathered duster off the table-end where his the undergarments had been laid out. They passed by the parlor on the way to the powder room, so he doesn't end up getting lost leading them on his way there. And when he arrives... Satoshi stops to stare at all of her large, Western-style furniture filling up every corner.
I'll start with the tables, then... ]
...?
[ But upon leaning in to do so, Satoshi can feel the skirt rise up behind him. He nervously laughs. ]
Rin... you're a little scary, aren't you?
[ There's no way around flashing her. ]
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[Because hers does. Every time he unintentionally gives her a little peak she feels the urge to interrupt his work and devour him whole. But for now she shows restraint and picks a spot in the parlor where she can watch him without hinderance.]
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[ Satoshi's smile is weary, a little demure. Not only is his heart fluttering like she said, his body feels warm under her gaze. ]
Even though they're showing, please watch me.
[ Ah... saying that is enough for him to bite his lip, blushing hotly. Satoshi is hardly a pervert, not like his best friend is, but Rin's enthusiasm is enough to bring out this shy, indecent side of him. He thinks it's inevitable he'll get hard because of it.
Inhaling, he sets to work dusting her furniture. Each time he bends over or stretches, his cute little pair of panties are exposed to Rin's watchful eye. ]
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That is until her self restraint finally breaks. As he's bent over dusting a small side table, Tohsaka comes up behind him. Her palm flat on Satoshi's back to keep him from righting himself. Her other grabbing his hip and pulling his ass, decorated in frills, against her.]
My maid has worked so hard. Is a reward in order?
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And when she gropes him, toying with the full, springy flesh from below, he bites off a whimper. ]
Mm, I want a reward.
[ It's said plaintively in a cute tone foreign to him. ]
I—I got... like this from Rin watching me.
[ His fingers clutch at the feather-duster as he throbs. ]
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[Tohsaka's hand grips into a fist to tightly grasp the fabric on his back. Meanwhile her hand at his hip digs in those digits for a firmer hold. It's then that she starts rolling her hips into him as if to simulate thrusting between his thighs.]
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Rin grinds into him, and Satoshi shudders. ]
If it's okay, I want you to touch my—my penis.
[ Somehow, it sounds lewder without the explicit language. ]
In Rin's hand or her... mouth. I want to come.
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[She taunts him. Antagonizes him. All the while continuing to grind her hips into his ass suggestively.
Yet... eventually she stops. Tohsaka steps away and allows him to rise so that she may turn him to face her as she sinks to her knees and gazes up at him with a devilish smile.]
Holding your skirt up for me is the least you can do~
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[ Her pointed teasing causes his cock to twitch, straining against the panties she had picked out for him. After all, Satoshi is helpless against envisioning that fantasy, of his fingers buried in her long, black hair, gasping as she happily swallows him down. He has never experienced it—oral, that is—so he is left to his imagination.
Or, he would've been had she not accepted his request. His heart nearly skips. ]
But since the 'lady of the house' says this is okay, I'll hold it up. [ There's a small pause of realization, and then he adds in a meek voice: ] I—I think I might've...
[ Shyly, he gathers his skirts and lifts them to expose what's beneath. Satoshi is overwhelmed with embarrassment, because... he is sure he's already wet her panties. Rin will most definitely see it now that she's on her knees in front of him, the lewd, damp spot adorning the tip of his erection through the cloth. ]
...Sorry.
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[With the pad of her index finger she taps that damp spot. Gently teasing it and playing at him through the cloth. This goes on for a few moments before Tohsaka hooks her fingers into the waistband of the panties to pull them aside entirely.]
Who let a maid be this grotesque? Terrible. Simply awful.
[And yet despite all the disparaging words, Tohsaka is quick to take him into her mouth. At least the head to start. Enveloping him in the soft, wet heat just beyond her lips. Her tongue drags against the sensitive skin of his head just to learn his texture for herself.]
THE PAID... RETURNS
Doesn't he deserve a punishment? Only proper, good maids receive rewards from their masters... ]
N-Ngh—
[ Satoshi makes a choked, plaintive sound as she reveals his cock to the cool air. It springs forward in front of her strikingly blue eyes, slick. To him, time seems to have slowed. It's almost like it's a dream, that this scenario couldn't possibly be happening. Rin—she's looking at him, his— ]
Oh... [ And then he whimpers, shuddering as she leans in to envelop his cock in the heat of her mouth. Just a bit, not enough. ] Rin, it's—ah, your mouth...
[ He throbs against her tongue. ]
It feels... warm...
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While his taste on her tongue wouldn't be pleasant for most people, it's not as bad as the medicine she needs to routinely take for her crest. As such she savors both the way his body 'replies' honestly to her, and the way he attempts to hold himself back. She wonders just how far she can push him. Will he snap and seek pleasure for himself? Or will he crumble before her as his will to continue anything else turns to dust?
Playfully she suckles on that ever-so sensitive head, but only briefly. Giving him a "preview" if you will.]
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Satoshi's grip on the dress shakes as she tastes him. It's a sensation he's never felt before—the heat, the wetness. Rin coquettishly indulges in the pearl of pre that had collected at his tip, and Satoshi is helpless to stop her. But... he doesn't think he wants to, either. There's a large part of him that is desperate for her to take him in further, ensnare him completely. Her mouth, though small and pink, is dangerous.
Unable to bear looking into her eyes a moment longer, he closes his and shudders. A noise catches in his throat, but doesn't make it past his lips. ]
...Rin.
[ Satoshi's legs quiver as she suckles him. It's nearly unbearable. ]