Because I did a lot of plotting around during Thirsty Thursday so like, if you wanna do something, here's a place for things to be done.
Oh yeah, NSFW warning.
[ It can't exactly be said that Artoria and Mash are usually seen together... in fact, even with all things considered, it was a bit of a rare sight. The Alter Servant usually kept to herself or a very specific kind of crowd. That being said, Artoria held an interest in Mash Kyrielight from the first day she was summoned by Chaldea.
She recognized that it was Galahad who had initially granted her abilities as a Demi-Servant, and like other members of her time period, she kept quiet about it. Still, while that did draw her attention, it was Mash herself that kept her eyes transfixed on her Master's precious kouhai. To go into detail would drag things out quite a bit, so let's simply leave it at the fact that, even if others hadn't noticed, she had always kept her eye on the Shield Maiden.
Obviously, she already considered Mash to be one of her knights, whether she openly admitted to it or not. Not that it was surprising, considering certain records of the Shinjuku Pseudo-Singularity, or the acknowledgement from her own fellow knights and alternate selves... particularly her purer, untainted self, who unlike Alter had indeed openly acknowledged the Demi-Servant.
Still, this was truly a chance encounter. Artoria had only just turned the corner and bumped into her, not at all unusual considering the amount of summoned Servants present in Chaldea, but as Artoria had been caught off-guard... she couldn't help but smile.
Whether a smile from the Tyrannical King of Knights was a good thing or not... well, that's up for debate. In any case, she decides to take action and bring about, well... a change, so to speak. ]
I presume our Master is with you as usual?
[ She asks, but she knows the answer. She saw Ritsuka enter the simulator with a team of Servants earlier, and battles with the simulated Embers are expected to take some time. More time than what has passed. ]
Ah, Alter. Good afternoon. [A little bow. It was a bit unexpected to encounter Artoria's Alter form here in the hallway, but Chaldea is nothing if not always abuzz with bustling Servants.]
No, Master is in the simulator right now - I was just coming back from double-checking the settings. It’s just me. [She smiles softly and a little apologetically, sorry that the person she assumed Alter was looking for wasn't there.]
Did you need them? Is there anything I can help with?
[ Fortunately for Mash, Artoria's grin seems to only become more pronounced after hearing the confirmation for herself. It is again up to Mash herself to decide whether that's a good thing or not. ]
Thank you, but no. Today, it is not our Master who has my attention, but yourself.
[ She takes a step forward, bringing her hand up to Mash's chin so that she can hold the girl's gaze, her face now strangely and almost intimately close as she seems to examine Mash with her cold golden eyes. Her grin never leaves her face. ]
Mm, indeed... though I was already certain, I have decided. Mash Kyrielight, you are now to be one of my knights.
[Mash gives a tiny little gasp at the sudden gesture, a little blush rising to the surface of her cheeks. Violet eyes gaze back, wide and confused like a deer in the headlights.]
M-me?
[She reflects on the words for a moment before those eyes lower. Maybe Alter hadn’t heard. It wasn’t like Mash had been going around announcing it, after all, though her absence from the front lines as of late had been something hard to miss. Her fingers curl into an anxious fist at her side.]
Oh, but Galahad is…he’s not… not with me anymore…
[Again, she appears apologetic for not being who Alter wanted.]
Y, yes. I understand. I'm sorry, I just... I just assumed that... you wanted me because of him.
[That was why everyone had wanted her at first. Actually, no, at first, she hadn't even had Galahad to her name. She had just been a disappointment. They'd kept her around simply for her Round Table shield. And now, here she was again in that same situation (or at least, it felt that way.) Yet Alter said she wanted her. It was certainly flattering, but also curious.]
Fret not, I understand. You need not fear, however. Your value lies with yourself alone, and one of my knights was simply fortunate enough to come across and be given the honor of lending you their strength. I am sure that even my purer self would agree.
[ She smiles, leaning back a bit to give Mash a bit more space again. ]
I've had my eyes on you for quite some time, is all. I saw this as an ideal opportunity to make this clear, and...
[ She places a hand on Mash's side, gently but firmly pushing her toward the wall and then slamming a hand on said-wall right next to Mash's head (she heard a certain flamboyant Roman Emperor talking about this. It's called a 'kabedon' if she's remembering it correctly). ]
...claim you for myself.
[ Said in an almost husky whisper. It is the ideal situation, after all. Despite usually being able to come across someone while in these halls, this hall seems to be particularly deserted, save for Artoria and Mash. It's an uncommon period of privacy, for however long that lasts. ]
[Mash looks touched by Artoria’s words, but her actions shake that soft expression from her before she can express her gratitude. She flinches and jerks back up against the wall in response to the hand’s impact, only opening her eyes again when the other had finished talking. Her heart starts to beat faster. Questions flood her mind. What was going on? What’s this feeling? And what exactly did she mean by ‘claim’?]
[ In response, Artoria simply licks her lips, bending her elbow and closing the distance to be as close as earlier. ]
Please, I'm sure you are aware of enough to infer my meaning. However, if that is not the case...
[ Her left hand rises, from dangling at her side to rise up to Mash's chin, brushing against her stomach along the way until she's cupping Mash's chin. She steps one foot forward, pushing her knee and thigh between Mash's legs as she holds Mash's chin to keep her facing Artoria directly, as well as allowing for the Alter servant to lean forward just a little more...
Nn! [Mash.exe has stopped responding. Overwhelmed by this sudden rush of unfamiliar emotions, she hardly knows what to do with herself. Her eyes widen, her cheeks flush. This was! This was…!? Well, it certainly wasn’t what she had envisioned for her first kiss, that was for sure! Her heart pounds in her chest, a little scared but strangely warm.
Still, something like this so suddenly, wasn’t it a bit … inappropriate? So she struggles to pull her face away from the other’s, just barely breaking the kiss and putting her hands to Alter’s chest without actually pushing her away. A futile half-protest.]
W-wait. Alter, I…! We…!
[Her breath is warm and irregular and her face is growing redder by the second.]
[ A sadistic sense of satisfaction rises in Artoria's chest at the sight of how red Mash's face is... and it's only going to grow from here. ]
Hoh... I see that you enjoyed that...
[ The lack of Mash's attempts to genuinely push Alter away doesn't go unnoticed, and she pushes her leg up further between Mash's legs until she's rubbing against her. Artoria's hand still holds Mash's chin, though her thumb comes up to caress her cheek. ]
You needn't fret, Sir Kyrielight... simply accept what your King gives you...
[ With those words whispered huskily at the blushing mess that Mash is becoming, she'll push forward again to reclaim that earlier kiss, though this time she'll be making use of her tongue to push the kiss further into an even more... intimate territory. ]
But—! [Mash’s objection is forcibly silenced. The rub of the King’s leg against her, far and away the most unfamiliar sensation so far, elicits a sharp little gasp, allowing the tongue further in. She doesn’t fight it. She was in no state to. She considers Alter’s words, the trepidation building up inside her. Had she enjoyed it? What did it mean if she had?
Something else was building too, something anxious and hot that she couldn’t put her finger on. Her fingertips, still resting on Alter’s chest and trembling slightly, curl ever so gently, gripping tentatively at the fabric.]
[ She was a tyrant, of course she wouldn't relent... but that being said, she wasn't too cruel. Her hand moves from Mash's chin to instead rest on one of Mash's hands, having noticed how they trembled while gripping the fabric of her dress.
She continues to press her leg against Mash's nethers, further dominating Mash with every opening the Shielder carelessly allows the corrupted Servant. She sadistically wonders if she can push Mash to a peak before another Servant is detected by the Saber's keen senses, and that quickly becomes her goal as she further pushes Mash against the wall. ]
[It was probably a very reasonable goal, all things considered. For being a veritable bastion of defense, Mash was still utterly unprepared for this kind of attack. Already, tiny fleeting pulses of electricity shake her body with each pass. She can’t deny it was a strange and thrilling feeling.]
Ah! Ahl- [The name slurred by their pressed lips] Ahlter…!
[Pressing her weight back against the wall for support, her thighs unconsciously tense and tighten around Alter's leg. More, they beg. Harder.]
[ She finds herself grinning for a brief moment when she comes up for air, before quickly returning to conquering Mash's lips. Her body begs for more, and Alter obliges, pressing harder... rougher. Each slurred sound that Mash manages does wonders for Artoria herself, her own arousal rising alongside the Demi-Servant.
She continues a little longer, melting Mash's mind just a little more before Artoria finally releases Mash from the kiss... a line of saliva still connecting them. She grins, then whispers into Mash's ear. ]
Come.
[ Her voice comes out husky and smooth, but her words are spoken as nothing less than a command from the King... and along with it, Artoria presses her leg as high up as possible between Mash's thighs, almost enough to lift Mash off her feet. ]
[ Kotarou's intentions when he invited Saber to a hot springs inn... they were painfully transparent, even despite his attempts to hide it. Especially when they arrived and Saber took note of the fact that the hot springs were mixed bathing.
Still, she decided to keep quiet about it as she heads into the hot springs herself, having just finished rinsing herself off and folding her towel to leave at the side of the water as she lowers herself inside, letting out a sigh. Hot Springs... they weren't available during her time and life, but she's finding herself enjoying it quite a lot.
It's late, so she's alone in the springs... but she keeps an eye open, knowing that eventually she'll have a visitor. ]
[It was a good thing that at this time of night, there would be no one around. It was times like this where Kotarou knew that Saber's defense would be absolutely down. Whenever you were 1) Bathing and 2) Naked... You were left completely vulnerable. There would be no scary sword in the way either! The conditions and battlefield was set!
Kotarou's objective was very simple: To squeeze Saber's boobs and live to tell the tale! They weren't huge, but they were still breasts and Kotarou who loved breasts of all kinds had wanted to give this pair some special loving. He considered himself a schemer, but his plans didn't often go through as well as he planned.
He had rinsed himself off and stepped out with a towel around his waist. He's all smiles so far. There were no ill intentions here. Nope. Saber probably didn't need a pair of Fairy Eyes to see through Kotarou. He hasn't stepped in yet, but he already sees her in the spring itself.]
Ahhhhh! The night is young and the moon is full! It's perfect for a pair of lovebirds! [Subtlety?! What's that?] Sooo.... How are you enjoying the hot springs so far, Saber?
[ He could at least be a little subtle about it, she thinks, but maybe that really is asking for too much when it comes to Kotarou. She'll let him think that her defenses are down... for now at least. She opens her eyes fully as she hears Kotarou enter. ]
Ah, Kotarou... indeed, these hot springs are quite nice. It's quite the effective way to get rid of stress.
[ She says nonchalantly, she'll let him make the first move. ]
["I've got this in the bag!", he thinks proudly to himself. He does politely turn around to take off his towel and sinks into the hot spring waters. Now Kotarou was a pervert, but still gentlemanly enough to not show off his full package up front. While she was knight, Kotarou couldn't forget that Saber was still a lady. Plus it'd be embarrassing for her to see his unmentionables right away! There had to be build up and flair for this kind of thing! (And he was also really embarrassed about it.)
But if Saber chooses to look, then she'd get view of his butt... And honestly, it's a nice ass that he has back there. He lets out a very relaxed sigh before swimming over to Saber's side.]
Here in Japan, we've got a little thing that we like to call "skinshipping". Whenever two people are in a hot spring, they must bare their hearts and bodies to each other. It's a little awkward, but it definitely works for deepening a bond between two people.
[There was some truth to this statement, but Kotarou had a habit of stretching truths if it conveniences him. This was for the greater good and boobs in his eyes!]
So how about I scrub your back for starters? You've gotta have some sore spots wearing all of that armor and all, so I can even turn it into a back massage if you want.
[ Normally she would be curious, but coming from Kotarou? Her suspicion is immediate... but she hides it. She'll feign ignorance for now... since once he makes the first move, she'll be fully justified herself, right? ]
R-Right... Uh, tell me what feels sore back there.
[Ugh. Kotarou could already sense Saber's suspicion building up. Maybe he should try and dial it back a notch. First, he'll start by picking up a wet cloth and carefully begins to wipe down Saber's firm back. He's a little surprised with the sensation of muscle that he was feeling, but it made perfect sense. She was a knight and a king, after all!
He starts off with her upper back, then moves down to her lower back. He could see the hint of her side boob back here and it was very tempting to reach around and squeeze them. But he holds back that impulse. From there, he gently places a hand against her back and starts to carefully kneed out her skin with his fingertips to see if he finds anywhere that feels particularly tense.]
[ She lets out a relaxed sigh, actually appreciating the treatment. Most her tenseness is evidently at her upper back, and she has to hold back a shudder when he moves down to her lower back, not really used to having anyone's hands there. ]
[Which was embarrassing to say, but this told Kotarou that he had some potential with pleasing her. It was giving him a little more confidence... That sigh was already enough to make him swallow hard. Noticing that her lower back appeared to less tense, Kotarou moves up to feeling up her upper back again. That's where a lot of the friction was. Every now and then, he moves to gently scrub the back with the wet cloth.]
If it feels that good, then we can always turn it into a full body if you'd like. [A beat as he realizes that he couldn't come off as too aggressive here! Her guard was lowering, but he couldn't forget that she was a knight of the Round Table.] Y'know, I'm just throwin' it out there... I mean, it's a funny idea, huh?
[ Too late, Kotarou... it was too late the second you even threw that out there. She turns her head to look at him with a single raised eyebrow, until she... smiles? ]
[Shit. Shit. He knew that smile. That meant usually bad things happened to him! He's proud of himself for not just jumping in to grope her breasts or it would've been a BAD END. But now, he felt that he was hovering dangerously close on the razor's edge. Kotarou was already turning blue in his face... I don't wanna die naked!]
W-W-Well, I wanted to spend time with you, of course! T-The core of my motives are pure! Pure, I tell ya!
[There's a pause before he looks down and blushes with shame. He couldn't try to sweet talk his way out of this one, could he?]
I-I'm so sorry... I can't help it. I'll accept whenever punishment that you have for me.
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For Mash
[ It can't exactly be said that Artoria and Mash are usually seen together... in fact, even with all things considered, it was a bit of a rare sight. The Alter Servant usually kept to herself or a very specific kind of crowd. That being said, Artoria held an interest in Mash Kyrielight from the first day she was summoned by Chaldea.
She recognized that it was Galahad who had initially granted her abilities as a Demi-Servant, and like other members of her time period, she kept quiet about it. Still, while that did draw her attention, it was Mash herself that kept her eyes transfixed on her Master's precious kouhai. To go into detail would drag things out quite a bit, so let's simply leave it at the fact that, even if others hadn't noticed, she had always kept her eye on the Shield Maiden.
Obviously, she already considered Mash to be one of her knights, whether she openly admitted to it or not. Not that it was surprising, considering certain records of the Shinjuku Pseudo-Singularity, or the acknowledgement from her own fellow knights and alternate selves... particularly her purer, untainted self, who unlike Alter had indeed openly acknowledged the Demi-Servant.
Still, this was truly a chance encounter. Artoria had only just turned the corner and bumped into her, not at all unusual considering the amount of summoned Servants present in Chaldea, but as Artoria had been caught off-guard... she couldn't help but smile.
Whether a smile from the Tyrannical King of Knights was a good thing or not... well, that's up for debate. In any case, she decides to take action and bring about, well... a change, so to speak. ]
I presume our Master is with you as usual?
[ She asks, but she knows the answer. She saw Ritsuka enter the simulator with a team of Servants earlier, and battles with the simulated Embers are expected to take some time. More time than what has passed. ]
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No, Master is in the simulator right now - I was just coming back from double-checking the settings. It’s just me. [She smiles softly and a little apologetically, sorry that the person she assumed Alter was looking for wasn't there.]
Did you need them? Is there anything I can help with?
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Thank you, but no. Today, it is not our Master who has my attention, but yourself.
[ She takes a step forward, bringing her hand up to Mash's chin so that she can hold the girl's gaze, her face now strangely and almost intimately close as she seems to examine Mash with her cold golden eyes. Her grin never leaves her face. ]
Mm, indeed... though I was already certain, I have decided. Mash Kyrielight, you are now to be one of my knights.
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M-me?
[She reflects on the words for a moment before those eyes lower. Maybe Alter hadn’t heard. It wasn’t like Mash had been going around announcing it, after all, though her absence from the front lines as of late had been something hard to miss. Her fingers curl into an anxious fist at her side.]
Oh, but Galahad is…he’s not… not with me anymore…
[Again, she appears apologetic for not being who Alter wanted.]
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How foolish. Sir Galahad is already one of my knights, I need not make that clear.
[ She leans in closer, still holding Mash's chin, and now close enough that if they were just a little closer, their noses would be touching. ]
I am declaring you as one of my knights. Mash Kyrielight, not Sir Galahad. Have I made myself clear?
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Y, yes. I understand. I'm sorry, I just... I just assumed that... you wanted me because of him.
[That was why everyone had wanted her at first. Actually, no, at first, she hadn't even had Galahad to her name. She had just been a disappointment. They'd kept her around simply for her Round Table shield. And now, here she was again in that same situation (or at least, it felt that way.) Yet Alter said she wanted her. It was certainly flattering, but also curious.]
T-to what do I owe the honor?
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Fret not, I understand. You need not fear, however. Your value lies with yourself alone, and one of my knights was simply fortunate enough to come across and be given the honor of lending you their strength. I am sure that even my purer self would agree.
[ She smiles, leaning back a bit to give Mash a bit more space again. ]
I've had my eyes on you for quite some time, is all. I saw this as an ideal opportunity to make this clear, and...
[ She places a hand on Mash's side, gently but firmly pushing her toward the wall and then slamming a hand on said-wall right next to Mash's head (she heard a certain flamboyant Roman Emperor talking about this. It's called a 'kabedon' if she's remembering it correctly). ]
...claim you for myself.
[ Said in an almost husky whisper. It is the ideal situation, after all. Despite usually being able to come across someone while in these halls, this hall seems to be particularly deserted, save for Artoria and Mash. It's an uncommon period of privacy, for however long that lasts. ]
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A-Alter?
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Please, I'm sure you are aware of enough to infer my meaning. However, if that is not the case...
[ Her left hand rises, from dangling at her side to rise up to Mash's chin, brushing against her stomach along the way until she's cupping Mash's chin. She steps one foot forward, pushing her knee and thigh between Mash's legs as she holds Mash's chin to keep her facing Artoria directly, as well as allowing for the Alter servant to lean forward just a little more...
Claiming Mash's lips with her own. ]
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Still, something like this so suddenly, wasn’t it a bit … inappropriate? So she struggles to pull her face away from the other’s, just barely breaking the kiss and putting her hands to Alter’s chest without actually pushing her away. A futile half-protest.]
W-wait. Alter, I…! We…!
[Her breath is warm and irregular and her face is growing redder by the second.]
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Hoh... I see that you enjoyed that...
[ The lack of Mash's attempts to genuinely push Alter away doesn't go unnoticed, and she pushes her leg up further between Mash's legs until she's rubbing against her. Artoria's hand still holds Mash's chin, though her thumb comes up to caress her cheek. ]
You needn't fret, Sir Kyrielight... simply accept what your King gives you...
[ With those words whispered huskily at the blushing mess that Mash is becoming, she'll push forward again to reclaim that earlier kiss, though this time she'll be making use of her tongue to push the kiss further into an even more... intimate territory. ]
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Something else was building too, something anxious and hot that she couldn’t put her finger on. Her fingertips, still resting on Alter’s chest and trembling slightly, curl ever so gently, gripping tentatively at the fabric.]
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She continues to press her leg against Mash's nethers, further dominating Mash with every opening the Shielder carelessly allows the corrupted Servant. She sadistically wonders if she can push Mash to a peak before another Servant is detected by the Saber's keen senses, and that quickly becomes her goal as she further pushes Mash against the wall. ]
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Ah! Ahl- [The name slurred by their pressed lips] Ahlter…!
[Pressing her weight back against the wall for support, her thighs unconsciously tense and tighten around Alter's leg. More, they beg. Harder.]
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She continues a little longer, melting Mash's mind just a little more before Artoria finally releases Mash from the kiss... a line of saliva still connecting them. She grins, then whispers into Mash's ear. ]
Come.
[ Her voice comes out husky and smooth, but her words are spoken as nothing less than a command from the King... and along with it, Artoria presses her leg as high up as possible between Mash's thighs, almost enough to lift Mash off her feet. ]
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wanders back in here like i'm not a thousand years late smdh HELLO
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BACK AT IT AGAIN AT THE KRISPY KREME
/backflips into a sign—i mean, this thread
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Still, she decided to keep quiet about it as she heads into the hot springs herself, having just finished rinsing herself off and folding her towel to leave at the side of the water as she lowers herself inside, letting out a sigh. Hot Springs... they weren't available during her time and life, but she's finding herself enjoying it quite a lot.
It's late, so she's alone in the springs... but she keeps an eye open, knowing that eventually she'll have a visitor. ]
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Kotarou's objective was very simple: To squeeze Saber's boobs and live to tell the tale! They weren't huge, but they were still breasts and Kotarou who loved breasts of all kinds had wanted to give this pair some special loving. He considered himself a schemer, but his plans didn't often go through as well as he planned.
He had rinsed himself off and stepped out with a towel around his waist. He's all smiles so far. There were no ill intentions here. Nope. Saber probably didn't need a pair of Fairy Eyes to see through Kotarou. He hasn't stepped in yet, but he already sees her in the spring itself.]
Ahhhhh! The night is young and the moon is full! It's perfect for a pair of lovebirds! [Subtlety?! What's that?] Sooo.... How are you enjoying the hot springs so far, Saber?
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Ah, Kotarou... indeed, these hot springs are quite nice. It's quite the effective way to get rid of stress.
[ She says nonchalantly, she'll let him make the first move. ]
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But if Saber chooses to look, then she'd get view of his butt... And honestly, it's a nice ass that he has back there. He lets out a very relaxed sigh before swimming over to Saber's side.]
Here in Japan, we've got a little thing that we like to call "skinshipping". Whenever two people are in a hot spring, they must bare their hearts and bodies to each other. It's a little awkward, but it definitely works for deepening a bond between two people.
[There was some truth to this statement, but Kotarou had a habit of stretching truths if it conveniences him. This was for the greater good and boobs in his eyes!]
So how about I scrub your back for starters? You've gotta have some sore spots wearing all of that armor and all, so I can even turn it into a back massage if you want.
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[ Normally she would be curious, but coming from Kotarou? Her suspicion is immediate... but she hides it. She'll feign ignorance for now... since once he makes the first move, she'll be fully justified herself, right? ]
Very well then, go ahead.
[ She turns her back to him. ]
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[Ugh. Kotarou could already sense Saber's suspicion building up. Maybe he should try and dial it back a notch. First, he'll start by picking up a wet cloth and carefully begins to wipe down Saber's firm back. He's a little surprised with the sensation of muscle that he was feeling, but it made perfect sense. She was a knight and a king, after all!
He starts off with her upper back, then moves down to her lower back. He could see the hint of her side boob back here and it was very tempting to reach around and squeeze them. But he holds back that impulse. From there, he gently places a hand against her back and starts to carefully kneed out her skin with his fingertips to see if he finds anywhere that feels particularly tense.]
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[ She lets out a relaxed sigh, actually appreciating the treatment. Most her tenseness is evidently at her upper back, and she has to hold back a shudder when he moves down to her lower back, not really used to having anyone's hands there. ]
Have you done this for others, before?
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[Which was embarrassing to say, but this told Kotarou that he had some potential with pleasing her. It was giving him a little more confidence... That sigh was already enough to make him swallow hard. Noticing that her lower back appeared to less tense, Kotarou moves up to feeling up her upper back again. That's where a lot of the friction was. Every now and then, he moves to gently scrub the back with the wet cloth.]
If it feels that good, then we can always turn it into a full body if you'd like. [A beat as he realizes that he couldn't come off as too aggressive here! Her guard was lowering, but he couldn't forget that she was a knight of the Round Table.] Y'know, I'm just throwin' it out there... I mean, it's a funny idea, huh?
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Hoh? So that was your goal in bringing me here?
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W-W-Well, I wanted to spend time with you, of course! T-The core of my motives are pure! Pure, I tell ya!
[There's a pause before he looks down and blushes with shame. He couldn't try to sweet talk his way out of this one, could he?]
I-I'm so sorry... I can't help it. I'll accept whenever punishment that you have for me.