I guess you'll have to put on some glasses and I'll have to start calling you Nakajima-sensei, huh.
[ Is she being serious or is she joking, who knows. Especially as she seems to be smirking just a little bit mischievously, nodding at him in a manner that shows that she is listening.
And more importantly, she's peering in with avid attention, even as she shuffles a little nervously. ]
So you want me in a skirt and in glasses? Is this some kind of school roleplay now?
[He says that teasingly, but his sentences are quickly becoming breathless as he stretches himself. He's always liked taking care of himself this way, it feels nice to stretch himself out and fill himself up. But now he's imagining Inaba doing it to him, that it's Inaba's fingers probing and sliding, curling upwards in just the right way to hit that sweet spot within him-
And oh, as he brushes up against it, he can't suppress that stuttering moan that slips out. But it's still not enough, and he's growing increasingly frustrated with the fact that it's not Inaba filling him up. Even if she's watching right now, he wants more.]
Well, your author counterpart wears glasses, so I thought it'd be nice to see you in glasses...
[ Inaba, on the other hand, seems to sound embarrassed when he seems to tease her like that. Although she wouldn't mind a school roleplay? But she watches him carefully, her fingers curling around the fabric of her skirt. ]
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[ Is she being serious or is she joking, who knows. Especially as she seems to be smirking just a little bit mischievously, nodding at him in a manner that shows that she is listening.
And more importantly, she's peering in with avid attention, even as she shuffles a little nervously. ]
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[He says that teasingly, but his sentences are quickly becoming breathless as he stretches himself. He's always liked taking care of himself this way, it feels nice to stretch himself out and fill himself up. But now he's imagining Inaba doing it to him, that it's Inaba's fingers probing and sliding, curling upwards in just the right way to hit that sweet spot within him-
And oh, as he brushes up against it, he can't suppress that stuttering moan that slips out. But it's still not enough, and he's growing increasingly frustrated with the fact that it's not Inaba filling him up. Even if she's watching right now, he wants more.]
haa...do- do you want to...?
[A little bit of touching couldn't hurt, right?]
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[ Inaba, on the other hand, seems to sound embarrassed when he seems to tease her like that. Although she wouldn't mind a school roleplay? But she watches him carefully, her fingers curling around the fabric of her skirt. ]
Is... it okay?
[ That isn't a no. ]