[ Well, BDSM also deals with roles, right?? So....... close enough. (not) Maybe these two just have a different kink that isn't dominance and submission FDSAGSD
Their eyes meet, and Ayaka dare not look away. Are they in their roles now? Because things are slowly falling into place. The room around them doesn't feel like it's all red and black anymore, replaced with some tables... Perhaps they're in an office? She'd just finished her first day of work for the school year, and has paperwork to do. Her senpai is in the faculty room with her, and there's no one else there but the two of them. . . ]
Senpai...
[ She has to say it again, now more committed to her role as Kamisato-sensei. ]
I would listen to you and follow every instruction you give me. I'm in your care, Strife-senpai.
[ ... a pause. Ayaka looks away for a moment as she makes a face. That did not roll off the tongue well. ]
[ For all Cloud cares for and sees...it's the young teacher who was adored by everyone on staff. By the children in her classroom. By her senpai looking to seize her attention in the privacy of a locked faculty room. Everyone else has gone home for the day. For all he cares? He wants to give her a whole new session with him. They're used to this. They've acted before. It's about getting into a role.
You know, like the porno that you got magically inserted into back in Nippon. ]
Kami...sato...
[ "I'm in your care," ]
[ And right as he was about to call her sensei again, leaning in to go for a kiss, Ayaka finishes her train of thought.
"Strife-senpai." ]
...?
[ His hold of her chin isn't as firm as it should have been if he was the one being a dom, what with the Ayaka turns away and makes a face. It's enough that the atmosphere the two of them were attempting to build together, a pretend-staff room where she was going to be taken over god-knows-what surfaces... He doesn't want her to be uncomfortable. Not like this. And perhaps it's his own inexperience showing that Cloud wasn't able to keep his own character up for long. His thumb strums along her jawline when he speaks up once more. ]
[ He lets out a shaken huff, as if he was about to laugh. His touch is soft in the moment, the hand along her jawline trailing towards the back of her neck as a small but silly smile crosses his lips. His fault. He cracked first. But...a part of him couldn't bring himself to care, either. ]
Can we try again? Just this time...as you and me.
[ Just Cloud. Just Ayaka. Besides...he's already feeling another spark of excitement. Sometimes the simplest is the best. Sometimes, just having the real deal and not some fantasy of his girlfriend was the hottest thing to him. The amount of times back in Nippon where they've sparred on a hot summer day, watching the sweat bead down her perfect skin, only for him want to take her around the corner of the estate so he could feel her up...
The fantasy of having her in her classroom when no one was around was true, too. But not as her senpai. But because Ayaka looked really cute in a uniform. Even cuter trying to hide her moans if he were spreading her legs and hiking up her skirt just a little more to get in between them.
Cloud just wants Ayaka. He wants to take this workshop's lessons to heart, but he wants to use them on Ayaka. And if they can get rolling and never stop... They'll need a safe word for all the pleasure he's going to reward her with. ]
[ Ayaka shouldn't have looked away. She should have kept in character so they could keep this going longer, especially when they had only just started! She'll probably think back to that moment later on and practice it in her head, if Cloud ever wanted to become her senpai again. ]
I'm sorry, if I just concentrated, then I would not have gotten distracted.
[ It's not that she doesn't want to do it anymore, but it feels like she's ruined the experience for Cloud and is losing her confidence because of it. She looks away and closes her eyes, will herself to calm down and still her sinking heart. ]
Let us try again...
[ If Cloud wants them to just be themselves this time around, then that would be easier, right? Her breath shakes as she breathes out, and she looks him in the eye again with confidence that he'll catch her if she fails. He always has, always does, and always will. And if Cloud will be himself, then there's no reason for him not to. ]
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Their eyes meet, and Ayaka dare not look away. Are they in their roles now? Because things are slowly falling into place. The room around them doesn't feel like it's all red and black anymore, replaced with some tables... Perhaps they're in an office? She'd just finished her first day of work for the school year, and has paperwork to do. Her senpai is in the faculty room with her, and there's no one else there but the two of them. . . ]
Senpai...
[ She has to say it again, now more committed to her role as Kamisato-sensei. ]
I would listen to you and follow every instruction you give me. I'm in your care, Strife-senpai.
[ ... a pause. Ayaka looks away for a moment as she makes a face. That did not roll off the tongue well. ]
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You know, like the porno that you got magically inserted into back in Nippon.]Kami...sato...
[ "I'm in your care," ]
[ And right as he was about to call her sensei again, leaning in to go for a kiss, Ayaka finishes her train of thought.
"Strife-senpai." ]
...?
[ His hold of her chin isn't as firm as it should have been if he was the one being a dom, what with the Ayaka turns away and makes a face. It's enough that the atmosphere the two of them were attempting to build together, a pretend-staff room where she was going to be taken over god-knows-what surfaces... He doesn't want her to be uncomfortable. Not like this. And perhaps it's his own inexperience showing that Cloud wasn't able to keep his own character up for long. His thumb strums along her jawline when he speaks up once more. ]
Call me Cloud—
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Can we try again? Just this time...as you and me.
[ Just Cloud. Just Ayaka. Besides...he's already feeling another spark of excitement. Sometimes the simplest is the best. Sometimes, just having the real deal and not some fantasy of his girlfriend was the hottest thing to him. The amount of times back in Nippon where they've sparred on a hot summer day, watching the sweat bead down her perfect skin, only for him want to take her around the corner of the estate so he could feel her up...
The fantasy of having her in her classroom when no one was around was true, too. But not as her senpai. But because Ayaka looked really cute in a uniform. Even cuter trying to hide her moans if he were spreading her legs and hiking up her skirt just a little more to get in between them.
Cloud just wants Ayaka. He wants to take this workshop's lessons to heart, but he wants to use them on Ayaka. And if they can get rolling and never stop... They'll need a safe word for all the pleasure he's going to reward her with. ]
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I'm sorry, if I just concentrated, then I would not have gotten distracted.
[ It's not that she doesn't want to do it anymore, but it feels like she's ruined the experience for Cloud and is losing her confidence because of it. She looks away and closes her eyes, will herself to calm down and still her sinking heart. ]
Let us try again...
[ If Cloud wants them to just be themselves this time around, then that would be easier, right? Her breath shakes as she breathes out, and she looks him in the eye again with confidence that he'll catch her if she fails. He always has, always does, and always will. And if Cloud will be himself, then there's no reason for him not to. ]