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[unluckily]

[ Sometimes, being lucky is a good thing. And then there's this. Of course, all he was told was that he was to meet Kirigiri at a certain location at a certain time, no questions asked. He didn't even get an explanation on what they were supposed to actually be doing. Not that he would say no, considering the amount of trust he put into her.

Which is why he's outside of her door, a little nervous, a little anxious. He can't help it after all, he's going to be alone with the girl he likes (quite possibly) so it's definitely impossible.

Nevertheless, he knocks on the door, unsure of what's to come. ]

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[misterious]

Maids don't act unless they're given an order, Master.

[ So she says, anyway. Her touch focuses on the length of his pants zipper, tracing up and down, refusing to give him much more than that unless he asks for it. ]

[unluckily]

... Eh?

[ This is definitely awkward for him as he can't help but curl his fingers around the bedsheets, his breathing growing ragged. ]

K-Kirigiri-san... please... I want you to take off my pants and rub me off...

[ UGH HOW EMBARRASSING ]

[misterious]

. . . as you wish, Master.

[ She seems regal, laughing while descending to the ground to undo his belt and pants. They get eased along with his underwear down his pants with deliberate slowness as she takes a very pointed look at his cock. ]

[unluckily]

It... doesn't look weird, does it?

[ This is awkward. He can't help but swallow hard as she stares right in between his legs. He's turned on, sure, but he's also very nervous about having her actually look at him like this. Especially in that sort of outfit-! Was this her plan all along? ]

[misterious]

Are you concerned that you have a medical condition?

[ One finger pokes cautiously at the tip a couple times to gauge his reaction, before curving the rest along the length. Whether it's to humor him or really rile him up, she leans in to properly inspect him. Warm, faint puffs of breath and her soft hair run over his exposed skin as she checks him from every angle. ]

All I'm seeing is a textbook case of arousal.

[unluckily]

No-!

[ He apologizes if his voice cracks a little, whether it's in frustration of the fact that she's actually touching him, he's not sure. ]

Ngh... Kirigiri-san... it's not fair that you're just touching me, you know!

[misterious]

You're my Master, it doesn't need to be fair.

[ And besides, she enjoys flustering him. If he was also trying to rile her up it would. . . well. She's sure it would feel good, but it would be harder to stay in control of herself. Her fingers skate up and down his dick, applying just enough pressure to make their presence known, but not enough to be satisfying. ]

But I wouldn't mind hearing what you'd like to touch.

[ If he can manage to say it, she'll be impressed, but she won't give him what he wants. ]

[unluckily]

Wha... [ Give him a second, because he's just incredulous. Ridiculously so. ]

I-I'm not going to say it--!

[misterious]

Don't underestimate my ability to make you talk, Naegi-kun.

[ Her thumb rolls over the tip idly, for emphasis. ]

You like this, don't you?

[unluckily]

[ He can't help but hitch a breath, biting his lower lip to hide a groan. ]

I-I do...

[misterious]

[ A sound too smug to be a laugh escapes, soft and husky in the back of her throat. ]

I can make you feel even better, if you trust me. Do you trust me, Naegi-kun?

[unluckily]

[ Nervousness settles in, but it's not due to the fact that he's scared of her. He could never be, even as a shiver runs down his spine out of anticipation. The sound makes him swallow any saliva that might have been built up in the back of his throat. ]

I... [ He gulps, trying to catch his words. ] I trust you, Kirigiri-san.

[misterious]

Glad to hear it.

[ She's happy to hear that in any context, but especially now, as she pulls a bottle of lube from her apron pocket. ]

You know what this is, don't you?

comes in late with monobucks

[unluckily]

[ He swallows hard when he eyes the bottle, just nodding quietly without even saying a single word. What does she plan on doing with that...? ]

[misterious]

[ A hint of bitterness creeps into her tone ]

I can't warm it with my hands, so you'll have to deal with it.

[ Unceremoniously flipping the cap open and letting the liquid drip onto his dick. ]