[She says that as if she can't see how Mafuyu struggles in the tentacles' grasp. Even as the one between Mafuyu's legs rubs against her, pushing against her entrance through her soaked panties with just a tease of what's to come, Kanade plays ignorant.]
I want to hear you more, Mafuyu. Tell me how you're feeling. Tell me what you want.
[It's not a gentle question, like Kanade usually poses. But nor is it a harsh, unfeeling demand; she doesn't sound desperate, exactly, but there's an edge to her voice that seems almost similar to how needy the drug the tentacles leave behind are making Mafuyu.]
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[She says that as if she can't see how Mafuyu struggles in the tentacles' grasp. Even as the one between Mafuyu's legs rubs against her, pushing against her entrance through her soaked panties with just a tease of what's to come, Kanade plays ignorant.]
I want to hear you more, Mafuyu. Tell me how you're feeling. Tell me what you want.
[It's not a gentle question, like Kanade usually poses. But nor is it a harsh, unfeeling demand; she doesn't sound desperate, exactly, but there's an edge to her voice that seems almost similar to how needy the drug the tentacles leave behind are making Mafuyu.]