[It's so... embarrassing, how the feeling of Denji struggling under her and grunting and groaning her frustrations sends the heat of arousal up her chest. Aki grips her wrist tight, clamping down on the desire to simply lean right back in and chew up her neck, leave her covered in spots and bruises, enough to make her remember this exact moment the next time she thinks of acting out. And, just as subconsciously, her asshole flutters, still tense from the memory of her brief, exploratory prod.]
[Denji tells her to show her and Aki has half a mind to do just that. Not explain anything and just fuck her with her fingers until she sullies her bedsheets. But - No. No, because there's that old saying about giving a man a fish, or something. Pressing her knees down between her legs, she slides her thigh against Denji's crotch, both allowing her something to grind against as well as forcing her legs open while she leans forward.]
First of all... You're not the one in charge. [For some reason, this feels like the most important thing to stress. Like reminding a dog to sit, not to bite, not to bark.]Second - You can't just touch wherever you want, how you want. There's a method to this kind of stuff.
[Her free hand swipes through her pussy, gathering a coating of wetness that she then slides up and over her taint and toward her ass. Gently teasing around the hole, she doesn't push in, doesn't fuck forward into her like an animal, instead simply teases the muscles and slides the lubrication around it.]
You're just a horny brat - You don't think about anything you do, you just do it. Don't you know how annoying that is?
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[Denji tells her to show her and Aki has half a mind to do just that. Not explain anything and just fuck her with her fingers until she sullies her bedsheets. But - No. No, because there's that old saying about giving a man a fish, or something. Pressing her knees down between her legs, she slides her thigh against Denji's crotch, both allowing her something to grind against as well as forcing her legs open while she leans forward.]
First of all... You're not the one in charge. [For some reason, this feels like the most important thing to stress. Like reminding a dog to sit, not to bite, not to bark.]Second - You can't just touch wherever you want, how you want. There's a method to this kind of stuff.
[Her free hand swipes through her pussy, gathering a coating of wetness that she then slides up and over her taint and toward her ass. Gently teasing around the hole, she doesn't push in, doesn't fuck forward into her like an animal, instead simply teases the muscles and slides the lubrication around it.]
You're just a horny brat - You don't think about anything you do, you just do it. Don't you know how annoying that is?