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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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.