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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[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. ]