[Scott doesn't try very hard to keep the bag guarded in front of his crotch, letting himself be guided until it's pinned against the wall with his other hand. Of course, it leaves him more trapped, more enclosed than ever, but that feeling only heightens everything, his cheeks darkening with a light groan as she presses herself against him. How did things turn like this so quickly?? Not that he really expected anything too innocent when he came over here with her pictures, assuming she didn't kick his ass, but... it's a lot.
And there's definitely no way she hasn't felt the way his dick is straining against the front of his jeans while pressed up against him. Scott's tempted to just pull on her shirt and go straight to having sex with her, but somehow, his brain is still focused on those pictures, those provoking images, despite having Kotone literally right in front of him.]
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And there's definitely no way she hasn't felt the way his dick is straining against the front of his jeans while pressed up against him. Scott's tempted to just pull on her shirt and go straight to having sex with her, but somehow, his brain is still focused on those pictures, those provoking images, despite having Kotone literally right in front of him.]
W-would you pose even right now?