[Of all the things he expected to get from his Secret Santa, receiving pictures of Kotone in various states of undress (and a part of him wonders if getting pictures of his girlfriend classifies him being on the nice or naughty list) was definitely not on that list!! And it was more than just a few pictures, with additional photos stored in a small device and he almost died when opening the folder because those were extremely raunchy.
He and his hand might've been busy that afternoon--
And then after his dumb, horny brain caught up, a certain nagging guilt pushed through his stupid mental haze. Because uh, did Kotone actually want these pictures to be taken and given to him?? She seemed like she was posing and having fun, but uh. Better to make sure because he respects women ok.]
Hey Kotone? You busy right now?
[He might as well just tell her, right? Instead of keeping this from her.]
[As if she doesn't have a clue that Scott's Secret Santa gift must have been delivered by now. It's impossible to convey her tone over text, but on the other end, she's just grinning like a maniac. Hopefully he's looked at it by now...?]
Can I come over? Like, uh, right now? I think it's kind of important to just um, tell you in person.
[He didn't realize how nervous he was until now! Because what if she didn't consent and now he'd have to tell Kotone that he... did that with pictures of her. Scott wouldn't be surprised if he just lived in a dog house for the new year or something.]
[He... he did like them, right? There's a slight trickle of unease at the idea that maybe he's mad that she let someone else take pictures like that, or maybe he doesn't want to see her like that, but... he'd probably just say so over text if he didn't like it, right?]
[It's not too long before Scott lets himself inside the farm, perhaps a little thankful that it mostly seems to be quiet around here, other than the help that's tending to the fields and everything. Look, if Kotone is going to kick his ass, at least she'll do it without a crowd watching them, even if he may deserve it. Yeah. But it's not before the mutant is in front of Kotone's door, knocking softly as he takes in another breath, trying to act like he's not marching to his doom.
He has a few of the photos and the thumb drive in a small bag, so that he didn't accidentally drop it or have people see it along the way here. Just an innocent brown bag okay--]
[She laughs, though -- it's kind of cute! -- and he's probably not mad at her if he's still knocking on the door, right? Still, alright, she's getting off the bed and crossing over to open the door for him. Her lips are curved into a light, playful grin as she tries to guess how he's feeling, clasping her hands behind her back as she steps aside to let him in.]
[Hearing Kotone's laugh and seeing her smile... maybe he should memorize it before his life ends and everything. You know, get a glimpse of happiness one last time. Okay, maybe he's being a little dramatic, but in a way, Kotone being disappointed and disgusted by him is far worse than getting his ass kicked by her. Actually, it definitely is.
But, man up, Summers. You're here, it's time to let her know.
After stepping inside, he squeezes the bag in his hand just a little tighter, his cheeks suddenly turning a little pink as he tries to gather his wits and say what he really wants to say. Also, seeing Kotone fully clothed like this when he just saw her nude photos not too long ago-- it's hard to focus on just her face, okay!! A small squeak emerges from Scott, because he's thinking about the pictures now of all times, right in front of her and god--]
I have nude photos of you! [HE WANTED TO BE BLUNT but not that blunt!! Scott's face looks somewhat mortified as those words leave him, but too late to take them back.]
[He doesn't... look mad? If anything, he's turning pink, and that's really, really funny. Her eyes brighten a bit with mischief, and for a moment, she almost, almost decides to react with shock and indignation, just to see what would happen. But she knows what would happen, and it would be really mean, and besides, it's funnier to treat it like no big deal.]
Oh, good! You got your Secret Santa gift! [Her own cheeks are turning a light shade of pink, but she pushes through it, keeping her hands clasped behind her back and bouncing a little on her toes before leaning in.]
[She's still smiling at him, so good sign? Although maybe it's to hide her reaction until she summons Thanatos on his ass-]
Oh my god, so you do know...!
[A loud exhale of relief just pours out of his chest from hearing her response, because she did pose on purpose! She really did consent giving her photos to whoever his Secret Santa was (and maybe he should focus on that bit too, because uh, who also saw Kotone naked??), she wanted him to look at... her... in various states of undress. Holy shit. S-she did that for him. Posing in her cute panties, wearing only his shirt, up close photos of...
His face is definitely starting to match his shades and he nearly squirms at his spot, his free hand reaching to tug his shirt down, as if trying to cover his traitorous dick. Dude, he can't just enter Kotone's room and have a boner in like one minute!]
Y-yes. [His voice squeaks once more, maybe he'll just cover the front of his jeans with the bag, yeah, good plan.]
Her eyes flick down at the way he's shifting around, and then back up with an only-slightly embarrassed little grin. It's honestly kind of cute that he was worried that someone might have taken those pictures without her knowledge? Or at least, that she hadn't intended them for him. Her cheeks color a deeper pink, but she steps in and loops her arms around his shoulders, grinning all the while.]
I was thinking about you during those pictures, you know.
[--Well, sort of. Mostly she was kind of thinking about how she was kind of cold, and what kind of expression would look sexy, and does this pose look good or does she just look ridiculous, but- the intent of it being for Scott was there, so it's mostly true! Her own cheeks have to be matching his shades by now as she leans up in another attempt that she hopes is more sexy than silly to murmur in his ear,] I'm glad you like it.
[As she draws near, Scott squirms even more while desperately trying to push down his stupid hormones. Quick, think of something unsexy, like... old grandmas or something. Akechi. Nope, it's not working, because his thoughts stray back to those photos, heightened even more as he feels her close to him, the gentle and innocent contact making his skin pebble.
He's totally done for.]
Y-yeah? Um, well, you were really sexy.
[It helps a little to know that her face is about as red as his, but Scott doesn't have the wits to really tease her, not when most of his blood is travelling south. He visibly shudders when she whispers into his ear, a small little gasp containing her name leaving his lips as he still tries to tug his shirt down over the visible bulge in his jeans. Because now his imagination is going even harder, thoughts of her effortlessly posing and winking and smiling at the camera running through his head as she lets those photos be taken just for him.
Maybe the image of Kotone the Seductress isn't entirely accurate, but he's letting it happen.]
[Oh... did he? They were that good, huh? Knowing that even just some pictures of her can affect him that much... her cheeks are still flushed a bright red, but some of the anxiety and embarrassment is fading away to be replaced by excitement. It's kind of a powerful feeling, knowing that he thinks she's that good.
Her eyes go back down to where he's fiddling with his shirt, and as if making a decision, she reaches down deliberately and takes his hand in hers, pulling it away and planting her other hand in the middle of his chest with a mischievous smile.]
You should've called me! [Her fingers splay across his chest as she takes a step forward, trying to push him back against the wall without losing her innocently playful grin.] I'll pose like that for you any time.
[Can he be any more uncool?? Scott's almost afraid to gauge Kotone's reaction from saying something like that out loud, but he gathers whatever courage he has to peek at her face again... noting the still bright flush to them. O-Oh, so she's happy, that's good-- he's glad. Really fucking glad, especially since his boner hasn't gone down at all despite his brief moment of doubt. She just has that sort of effect on him.
A domineering Kotone is also just really hot, okay. He visibly swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat, as he lets himself be led back until he hits the wall behind him. He barely notices, his eyes focused on her playful smile, the glint in her eyes, as she keeps her hand against his chest. The only thing saving him now is the bag still covering the front of his jeans.]
Y-yeah? That'd be so hot-- I mean, as long as you're cool with it too.
[He wonders if he can find a motorcycle somewhere where she can pose-- no, stop it Summers. And definitely don't ask Mikey, he'd kick your ass so hard.]
[She still hasn't lost her grin as she leans in closer, her hand moving deliberately down his chest to grab his wrist -- and more importantly, the hand holding the bag. She tugs at his hand, trying to pull it away so she can pin both hands to the wall beside him and take a final step closer, pressing herself against him. Leaning up, she presses a kiss right where his throat meets his jaw, then moves closer to his ear to murmur,]
[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.]
[Did he really think telling her that he jerked off to her pictures wasn't going to turn her on?? To her, it seems obvious, and he's not complaining -- she gasps softly at the way he presses against her, and if anything, only pushes him more firmly against the wall with her own body, grinning all the while. Like, maybe it's weird to feel so powerful that just pictures of her is enough to get him like this? But she's enjoying it, laughing breathlessly with the excitement of it all.]
Yeah, of course! [Her cheeks are still flushed with that mix of embarrassment and anticipation, but she nods without hesitation.] Any outfit you want, any pose you want... you really liked it that much?
[He lets the bag slowly slip to the ground next to him, because even though they may be a good point of reference, Scott already knows what his favorite pictures are. It's pretty hard to just pick one out of the bunch, but his cheeks turn just a little more red as he nods to her question. It feels a little embarrassing to say this out loud, but... he wants to tell her that she's really cute. And hot.]
I really liked them, Kotone. T-they're of you and no one's cuter than you. [It's why he masturbated--] You realize how hard it is to just pick one, right? But um, the one of you in my shirt... just wearing that and your panties. That was my favorite.
[If she had the balls to pose in front of a camera and have pictures be taken of her, he can at least say what he likes in return. He just needs a moment, swallowing past the lump in his throat, as he gathers himself. Maybe tell his dick to calm down just a little right now, even though it feels impossible with how close they are.]
It's like a reminder that you're with me and everything.
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He and his hand might've been busy that afternoon--
And then after his dumb, horny brain caught up, a certain nagging guilt pushed through his stupid mental haze. Because uh, did Kotone actually want these pictures to be taken and given to him?? She seemed like she was posing and having fun, but uh. Better to make sure because he respects women ok.]
Hey Kotone? You busy right now?
[He might as well just tell her, right? Instead of keeping this from her.]
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[As if she doesn't have a clue that Scott's Secret Santa gift must have been delivered by now. It's impossible to convey her tone over text, but on the other end, she's just grinning like a maniac. Hopefully he's looked at it by now...?]
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[He didn't realize how nervous he was until now! Because what if she didn't consent and now he'd have to tell Kotone that he... did that with pictures of her. Scott wouldn't be surprised if he just lived in a dog house for the new year or something.]
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[He... he did like them, right? There's a slight trickle of unease at the idea that maybe he's mad that she let someone else take pictures like that, or maybe he doesn't want to see her like that, but... he'd probably just say so over text if he didn't like it, right?]
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He has a few of the photos and the thumb drive in a small bag, so that he didn't accidentally drop it or have people see it along the way here. Just an innocent brown bag okay--]
Kotone, it's me.
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[She laughs, though -- it's kind of cute! -- and he's probably not mad at her if he's still knocking on the door, right? Still, alright, she's getting off the bed and crossing over to open the door for him. Her lips are curved into a light, playful grin as she tries to guess how he's feeling, clasping her hands behind her back as she steps aside to let him in.]
What's up?
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But, man up, Summers. You're here, it's time to let her know.
After stepping inside, he squeezes the bag in his hand just a little tighter, his cheeks suddenly turning a little pink as he tries to gather his wits and say what he really wants to say. Also, seeing Kotone fully clothed like this when he just saw her nude photos not too long ago-- it's hard to focus on just her face, okay!! A small squeak emerges from Scott, because he's thinking about the pictures now of all times, right in front of her and god--]
I have nude photos of you! [HE WANTED TO BE BLUNT but not that blunt!! Scott's face looks somewhat mortified as those words leave him, but too late to take them back.]
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Oh, good! You got your Secret Santa gift! [Her own cheeks are turning a light shade of pink, but she pushes through it, keeping her hands clasped behind her back and bouncing a little on her toes before leaning in.]
Do you like it~?
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Oh my god, so you do know...!
[A loud exhale of relief just pours out of his chest from hearing her response, because she did pose on purpose! She really did consent giving her photos to whoever his Secret Santa was (and maybe he should focus on that bit too, because uh, who also saw Kotone naked??), she wanted him to look at... her... in various states of undress. Holy shit. S-she did that for him. Posing in her cute panties, wearing only his shirt, up close photos of...
His face is definitely starting to match his shades and he nearly squirms at his spot, his free hand reaching to tug his shirt down, as if trying to cover his traitorous dick. Dude, he can't just enter Kotone's room and have a boner in like one minute!]
Y-yes. [His voice squeaks once more, maybe he'll just cover the front of his jeans with the bag, yeah, good plan.]
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Her eyes flick down at the way he's shifting around, and then back up with an only-slightly embarrassed little grin. It's honestly kind of cute that he was worried that someone might have taken those pictures without her knowledge? Or at least, that she hadn't intended them for him. Her cheeks color a deeper pink, but she steps in and loops her arms around his shoulders, grinning all the while.]
I was thinking about you during those pictures, you know.
[--Well, sort of. Mostly she was kind of thinking about how she was kind of cold, and what kind of expression would look sexy, and does this pose look good or does she just look ridiculous, but- the intent of it being for Scott was there, so it's mostly true! Her own cheeks have to be matching his shades by now as she leans up in another attempt that she hopes is more sexy than silly to murmur in his ear,] I'm glad you like it.
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He's totally done for.]
Y-yeah? Um, well, you were really sexy.
[It helps a little to know that her face is about as red as his, but Scott doesn't have the wits to really tease her, not when most of his blood is travelling south. He visibly shudders when she whispers into his ear, a small little gasp containing her name leaving his lips as he still tries to tug his shirt down over the visible bulge in his jeans. Because now his imagination is going even harder, thoughts of her effortlessly posing and winking and smiling at the camera running through his head as she lets those photos be taken just for him.
Maybe the image of Kotone the Seductress isn't entirely accurate, but he's letting it happen.]
I-I masturbated to them. [HE'S GOING TO PERISH.]
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Her eyes go back down to where he's fiddling with his shirt, and as if making a decision, she reaches down deliberately and takes his hand in hers, pulling it away and planting her other hand in the middle of his chest with a mischievous smile.]
You should've called me! [Her fingers splay across his chest as she takes a step forward, trying to push him back against the wall without losing her innocently playful grin.] I'll pose like that for you any time.
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A domineering Kotone is also just really hot, okay. He visibly swallows, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat, as he lets himself be led back until he hits the wall behind him. He barely notices, his eyes focused on her playful smile, the glint in her eyes, as she keeps her hand against his chest. The only thing saving him now is the bag still covering the front of his jeans.]
Y-yeah? That'd be so hot-- I mean, as long as you're cool with it too.
[He wonders if he can find a motorcycle somewhere where she can pose-- no, stop it Summers. And definitely don't ask Mikey, he'd kick your ass so hard.]
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[She still hasn't lost her grin as she leans in closer, her hand moving deliberately down his chest to grab his wrist -- and more importantly, the hand holding the bag. She tugs at his hand, trying to pull it away so she can pin both hands to the wall beside him and take a final step closer, pressing herself against him. Leaning up, she presses a kiss right where his throat meets his jaw, then moves closer to his ear to murmur,]
I'd do anything you asked me to, you know.
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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?
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Yeah, of course! [Her cheeks are still flushed with that mix of embarrassment and anticipation, but she nods without hesitation.] Any outfit you want, any pose you want... you really liked it that much?
[Fishing for compliments-!]
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I really liked them, Kotone. T-they're of you and no one's cuter than you. [It's why he masturbated--] You realize how hard it is to just pick one, right? But um, the one of you in my shirt... just wearing that and your panties. That was my favorite.
[If she had the balls to pose in front of a camera and have pictures be taken of her, he can at least say what he likes in return. He just needs a moment, swallowing past the lump in his throat, as he gathers himself. Maybe tell his dick to calm down just a little right now, even though it feels impossible with how close they are.]
It's like a reminder that you're with me and everything.