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.
[ A moment passes, and the door slides open, though Alter isn't standing there when it does. The lights are dim and if Mash steps inside, she'll see Alter sitting at the edge of her bed, her eyes immediately locking onto Mash. She's wearing something similar to her dress in her third ascension, though the skirt is much shorter. Her lips curl into her usual grin, and she licks her lips. ]
You kept me waiting, Sir Kyrielight.
[ She stands up, sauntering over to Mash with all the confidence of the Tyrannical King of Knights. She waves her hand, and the door will suddenly shut behind Mash. ]
[ She steps forward until she's right in front of Mash again, leaning forward to close the distance just as last time, but not completely. ]
Strange... how? Tell me precisely... how exactly have you felt 'strange'?
[ It's cute, seeing how embarrassed she is... the rush that Artoria felt from the sight of Mash's face turning red is just as strong as ever. Can you blame her for wanting to tease her knight? ]
[ In a familiar move from before, Alter's hand comes up to cup Mash's chin to keep her from looking away. She remains smiling, piercing golden eyes never looking away from the Demi-Servant. ]
However... you needn't feel guilty, Sir Kyrielight. You are experiencing a very human urge... and to me, it seems that your body is making it clear to you what it is that you want.
[ Her other hand slowly reaches around Mash before suddenly pulling her close, Alter pressing her body against Mash's now. ]
Tell me, Mash Kyrielight... do you wish to experience it again? If so, then simply succumb to your King... and allow me to teach you of pleasures beyond your wildest dreams.
[A human urge, was it? Mash turns this over in her mind, so much so that she is caught off guard when Alter draws her close. She stammers.]
I-I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t…
[The captive Demi-Servant is ashamed to still feel curious in spite of knowing that. That indescribable restlessness gnaws at her. She might not be able to move her head, but her eyes still dart furtively to the side, telegraphing the wavering conviction to her own words.]
Trust your King, Sir Kyrielight... succumb to my rule, and I shall claim you as my own...
[ As King, she is the one who decides what they should and shouldn't do... and as of now, the King makes her decree. She leans forward and claims Mash's lips again. In truth, she wants Mash just as much... she's been looking forward to this more than she's letting on. ]
[Ah. Ahh. It was happening again. Mash’s reason and pretense both quickly start to crumble when confronted with Artoria’s supremely commandeering lips. It was truly an overwhelming presence.]
No, this—! We—!
[She still gives a few mumbled little fragments of protest but her body is infinitely more honest, leaning into the kiss and even gingerly opening her mouth to receive her. Mash was nothing if not a quick study.]
[ She was so tightly wound, but the honesty of her body speaks infinitely louder than her feeble attempts at reasoning. She'll make sure that after this, however, the Shielder will fully understand not only what her body desires, but what her mind desires as well.
She almost laughs at how quickly Mash melts into the kiss, and with one arm still around Mash, she'll turn her around and begin to lead Mash to the bed, her other hand moving away from Mash's chin in order to grasp Mash's hoodie and start pulling it off the flustered girl. The first of many layers that Mash was going to start quickly losing at this rate.
She briefly separates from the kiss, smirking at Mash and licking her lips again. ]
For one as innocent as yourself, you kiss rather splendidly, Shield Maiden...
[ And with that, she'll return to claiming Mash's lips again. Shield Maiden... she likely wouldn't be able to keep that title after tonight. ]
[Mash had been a little less embarrassed about things this time, but that quickly wore off as Alter started to undress and praise her. The color rapidly rushes back to her wide-eyed face.]
Eh? [Her, a good kisser? Really? Well, it was sort of exciting to hear but wait, hold on, that was hardly the most pressing thing going on right now, wasn't it?!] W-wait, what are you doing?!
[She instinctively (and rather ineffectually) tries to catch hold of her hoodie and keep it in place as Alter deftly removes it. Excuse you?? She was wearing that???? You’ll have to forgive her - she still hasn’t fully gotten the memo about just what she’d walked into tonight.]
[ This time, Alter truly can’t help but let out a small laugh. Oh, Mash… you’ve got a big storm coming. Mash’s feeble attempts at keeping her hoodie in place do little to stop Alter, and she’ll use just enough strength in order to tug it out of Mash’s grasp and let it drop to the floor. ]
Is it not obvious? Your clothes are in the way. Obstacles to your King’s conquest. You remember how I made you feel in the hallway, yes?
[ Her hand slips under Mash’s shirt, directly feeling her stomach. ]
Trust and succumb to your King’s will, Kyrielight… remember the sensations that wracked your body, and tonight, I will give you that very same pleasure and more…
[ Translation: She’s going to ravage you and blow your mind. ]
[The sudden touch of Alter’s hand on her stomach makes her let out a little yelp, and the declaration that follows gives her goosebumps. The way she felt back then, huh? Her lower body clenches in unconscious anticipation.
She looks nervously down at the fallen hoodie. Her pulse quickens. It was a normal human urge, Alter had said. So why was she so scared of it?]
I… I trust you. [Mash knows this version of Alter wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. She places her own hand on her stomach, on top of the Saber’s but divided by the fabric.] But, I’m still… I mean, i-is this…?
["Is this really okay?" Even putting aside her obvious conservative hangups, they were still basically coworkers, after all. THIS HAS GOTTA BE SOME SORT OF WORKPLACE VIOLATION! lmao as though tons of the Servants aren’t banging on the regular. Mash you’re so pure… And then, what about that other variable, tugging at the back of her mind? What about their Master…?]
[ It may only be her intuition, but Alter's intuition hasn't failed her yet, and it allows her to be keener than she may let on during her more... relaxed moments. She chuckles lightly, she really is so pure... for now. ]
You may put your worries to rest, Kyrielight... your integrity shan't be shaken by simply indulging in the desires of your own flesh.
[ And as for the final lock in the back of Mash's mind... ]
This is an opportunity for growth, my knight. She will not mind.
[ She continues to whisper huskily into Mash's ear, but those final words are spoken confidently. Stated as a fact based on who their Master is, and without any doubt in the King's mind. ]
[Ah. Mash sucks in a breath at the other’s words. It was a decisive strike. Her hand curls, fingers dipping in between the gaps of Alter’s as best they can. She was right. She was absolutely right. Mash closes her eyes, a little embarrassed to have been so transparent.]
S, Senpai had told me. That I needed to experience more of life. To enjoy being human.
[A very human urge. It keeps repeating in her mind. Even if that sort of thing was ultimately impossible for her, something she was born to never be able to obtain, she was now being presented with a chance to experience being a normal human. She … wanted to take that chance.
She takes a deep breath, opens her eyes, and starts to loosen her tie with her free hand.]
[ Alter's usual grin widens, both with delight at Mash's consent and delight at the sight of witnessing and even encouraging this girl to take that step forward. ]
Then allow me to teach you... teach you more of this feeling... of being human.
[ With Mash's tie now loosened, Alter's hands slide up Mash's stomach to just below her breasts... before sliding to her side and back down, now gripping her shirt from the inside. She kisses Mash again, perhaps to distract her from any embarrassment she might be feeling as Artoria starts to lift Mash's shirt up, separating only in order to pull it over Mash's head and carelessly toss it over to the side. She wasn't going to need it for the rest of the night, after all. ]
[The kiss does seem to help take Mash’s mind off the situation. So engrossed in it is she that she simply obediently lifts her arms to allow the shirt easy passage as it is pulled.
Underneath, her bra is soft pink, plain and practical - the kind of undergarment of someone who had never really put much thought into that type of thing before. Much like its wearer, it is sort of cute in its unassuming simplicity.
She is quick to return to the kiss once the shirt is cast aside. Her chest rises and falls with greedy breaths as she sucks at Artoria’s lips.]
[ The more she sees of Mash, the more she finds herself drawn to the adorable Shielder. Her growing greediness in the kiss only makes Alter's heart race faster, and before she knows it, she's pushing Mash down onto the bed, straddling the girl and continuing to greedily explore Mash's mouth.
Her hands return to Mash's now-exposed body, her hands resting delicately on Mash's skin as she slowly slides them up... eventually reacting the soft fabric of her bra and sliding under it, just starting to carefully explore the forbidden mounds. She contains her own growing lust, moving her fingers carefully, slowly, but with purpose... the purpose of making this a night Mash would never forget.
Eventually, she releases Mash from the kiss, smirking before moving her head down to Mash's neck... her lips coming to rest there before she lightly bites, sucking hard on her neck... hard enough to leave a clear visible mark. Does Alter maybe want to hear the sound of Mash's moans and cries of pleasure? Perhaps. ]
[Mash flinches as Alter’s hands roam up and under, giving a little yelp that not even the kiss could fully muffle. They were venturing further into unexplored territory now and her sensitive body twitches with each soft, deliberate touch.
As the Saber pulls away, though, there’s a confused longing on Mash’s face. Why did you stop? The press of lips against her neck answers the question before she can ask it and she finds herself gratefully tilting her head to the side as if to offer more of it to her. The bite that follows surprises her, and its even more unexpected transition into a suck elicits what would be the first of many gentle and undeniably erotic sounds from the Shielder.]
[ That oh-so-sadistic sense of satisfaction rises in Alter's chest, both at the longing look in Mash's eyes and the erotic sounds she makes. As a reward, she sucks a little harder... where it's high enough that Mash will eventually discover a very visible and hard-to-hide mark.
One of her hands will move closer, now gently starting to cup Mash's breast underneath the soft fabric, tracing a single finger in a circle around Mash's nipple while her other hand starts to slip down again, running slowly and deliberately down Mash's stomach until she reaches the waistband of Mash's skirt, one finger slipping under the waistband... but not moving to take it off just yet.
Artoria eventually finally relents on Mash's neck, satisfied with the forming mark that now stakes her claim. She doesn't stop using her mouth, however, lightly kissing Mash's body as she starts to slide down... kissing her neck, collarbone, breasts... until her mouth comes to Mash's chest, still covered by her bra.
Oh, how fortunate, the clasp is on the front. Everything is coming up Alter tonight. In a surprising display of finesse from the Alter that usually tends to simply blow her enemies away with pure overflowing power, she bites down and unhooks the bra with her teeth.
...okay so maybe she's excessively proud of being able to pull that little trick off, so sue her. ]
[Tha-thump. Tha-thump. Mash’s pulse can be felt as Alter kisses her way down, her heart currently working double time thanks to the earlier simultaneous attack on both her neck and nipple. The horny little parlor trick is met with wide eyes.]
Hah? That—??
[If she wasn’t so overwhelmed, she might have laughed. As it stands, she’s just quietly impressed, momentarily distracted from the nerves kicked up by that wandering hand finally reaching her waist.
Even with the aid of the entirely dorky distraction, though, she can’t help but turn a little red at the sight of her own bare breasts. There was a degree of dissociation one could do when things were happening under cover, but now, actually watching the circular motions of Alter’s finger as it expertly traced her areola, the effects of the teasing somehow felt amplified. It wasn’t just her breast feeling that strange and tingling sensation anymore, but her lower body too. She lifts an arm to cover her eyes as though she could somehow put the lid back on that metaphorical box.]
[ IT'S COOL!! What she did was cool and erotic! She practiced and everything!
Cough, cough...
...in any case, since Mash didn't laugh, Alter continues her work... looking up at Mash with a grin as her finger starts to trace Mash's areola a little more dangerously... but expertly not touching the nipple itself. ]
Look at me, Mash... do not avert your eyes from your king...
[ And then her fingers finally reach her tit, lightly pinching while at the same time, Alter lowers her head and takes Mash's other tit into her mouth... her teeth lightly brushing against her nipple as she starts to suck on Mash's breast while toying with the other with her hand.
Her other hand doesn't remain stationary either, slowly gripping Mash's skirt by the waistband and starting to pull it down until it's just at her knees... at which point it can just slide off of Mash from there as Artoria begins to pay special attention to Mash's chest. ]
[It is kinda cool and erotic, but the fact you’re so excited about it - the fact you’d been practicing it - is still markedly dorky. Sorry Your Majesty, them’s the breaks. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Mash lifts her forearm just enough to nervously peek at Alter, as commanded. As the other girl goes to work in earnest on her breasts, a sharp and rather lewd cry goes up and that arm presses back down against her forehead like she has a case of the vapors - a simile that honestly wasn’t too far off from the truth. Her body rang with heat. Her dazed eyes remain locked on the Tyrant King.]
Haa! Wh-wait, that’s! Too much!
[One might observe that despite saying this, she makes no effort to stop her. A leg draws up and bends, taking the skirt part-way down toward her ankles with it.]
[ Alter doesn’t slow down. If anything, she starts to work harder, spurred on by Mash’s lewd cries and the way her body begs for more. She couldn’t get enough of it.
She sucks a little harder, dragging her tongue in circles around Mash’s areola, effectively worshipping Mash’s breasts as Alter’s free hand moves back along Mash’s inner thighs, having now discarded her skirt and now trailing lightly until her hand reaches the source of the heat in Mash’s lower body.
She grazes her fingers against Mash’s entrance, still covered by Mash’s panties—the last bastion of Mash’s dignity. She wants to slip her hand under the fabric and touch her directly, but the sadistic urge to tease the poor Shielder wins over the urge to go wild. Not yet… not yet… ]
[Mash’s nipples begin to stiffen under this intense scrutiny. She can feel the one under Alter's lips rise and tug at her chest with each pull of suction. She becomes more conscious of the small ducts on the tips with each pinch of the other. What strange sensations. Not bad ones, mind you, but definitely a lot to take in. The soft and saucy sounds are growing more frequent.]
Hh, nnoo…
[Truly, the lady doth protest too much. Even with only a precursory touch, Alter would be able to tell that Mash’s panties were already getting wet from all the other stimulation she’d endured. Her hips rise eagerly as the fingers trace across the fabric.]
[ Each soft and erotic moan is like a rush to Alter. Mash has her smitten more than either of them realize, and with Mash now like putty in her hands, this really has to be the best day of Alter's second life.
That doesn't mean she's not going to be a little mean, still. She takes her lips off of Mash's chest in order to grin up at her, keeping her fingers on the little wet spot forming in Mash's panties... but not moving them. ]
Hm? No?
[ She grins, the stimulation suddenly coming to a halt. ]
You want me to stop...?
[ Oh how smug she looks... already knowing the answer. ]
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You kept me waiting, Sir Kyrielight.
[ She stands up, sauntering over to Mash with all the confidence of the Tyrannical King of Knights. She waves her hand, and the door will suddenly shut behind Mash. ]
Though... you are earlier than I expected.
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[Mash bashfully glances down at her intertwined hands and turns a little red, not really having a solid explanation for why she had hurried to her.]
I’ve felt strange all day.
[In the end, she decides to just be as honest as she can about it, embarrassing though it was.]
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[ She steps forward until she's right in front of Mash again, leaning forward to close the distance just as last time, but not completely. ]
Strange... how? Tell me precisely... how exactly have you felt 'strange'?
[ It's cute, seeing how embarrassed she is... the rush that Artoria felt from the sight of Mash's face turning red is just as strong as ever. Can you blame her for wanting to tease her knight? ]
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I’ve been feeling nervous and guilty about… what happened. And m- [She swallows, her voice lowering slightly:]
My body feels unusually restless whenever I think about it.
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[ In a familiar move from before, Alter's hand comes up to cup Mash's chin to keep her from looking away. She remains smiling, piercing golden eyes never looking away from the Demi-Servant. ]
However... you needn't feel guilty, Sir Kyrielight. You are experiencing a very human urge... and to me, it seems that your body is making it clear to you what it is that you want.
[ Her other hand slowly reaches around Mash before suddenly pulling her close, Alter pressing her body against Mash's now. ]
Tell me, Mash Kyrielight... do you wish to experience it again? If so, then simply succumb to your King... and allow me to teach you of pleasures beyond your wildest dreams.
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I-I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t…
[The captive Demi-Servant is ashamed to still feel curious in spite of knowing that. That indescribable restlessness gnaws at her. She might not be able to move her head, but her eyes still dart furtively to the side, telegraphing the wavering conviction to her own words.]
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[ As King, she is the one who decides what they should and shouldn't do... and as of now, the King makes her decree. She leans forward and claims Mash's lips again. In truth, she wants Mash just as much... she's been looking forward to this more than she's letting on. ]
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No, this—! We—!
[She still gives a few mumbled little fragments of protest but her body is infinitely more honest, leaning into the kiss and even gingerly opening her mouth to receive her. Mash was nothing if not a quick study.]
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She almost laughs at how quickly Mash melts into the kiss, and with one arm still around Mash, she'll turn her around and begin to lead Mash to the bed, her other hand moving away from Mash's chin in order to grasp Mash's hoodie and start pulling it off the flustered girl. The first of many layers that Mash was going to start quickly losing at this rate.
She briefly separates from the kiss, smirking at Mash and licking her lips again. ]
For one as innocent as yourself, you kiss rather splendidly, Shield Maiden...
[ And with that, she'll return to claiming Mash's lips again. Shield Maiden... she likely wouldn't be able to keep that title after tonight. ]
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Eh? [Her, a good kisser? Really? Well, it was sort of exciting to hear but wait, hold on, that was hardly the most pressing thing going on right now, wasn't it?!] W-wait, what are you doing?!
[She instinctively (and rather ineffectually) tries to catch hold of her hoodie and keep it in place as Alter deftly removes it. Excuse you?? She was wearing that???? You’ll have to forgive her - she still hasn’t fully gotten the memo about just what she’d walked into tonight.]
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Is it not obvious? Your clothes are in the way. Obstacles to your King’s conquest. You remember how I made you feel in the hallway, yes?
[ Her hand slips under Mash’s shirt, directly feeling her stomach. ]
Trust and succumb to your King’s will, Kyrielight… remember the sensations that wracked your body, and tonight, I will give you that very same pleasure and more…
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She looks nervously down at the fallen hoodie. Her pulse quickens. It was a normal human urge, Alter had said. So why was she so scared of it?]
I… I trust you. [Mash knows this version of Alter wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. She places her own hand on her stomach, on top of the Saber’s but divided by the fabric.] But, I’m still… I mean, i-is this…?
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You may put your worries to rest, Kyrielight... your integrity shan't be shaken by simply indulging in the desires of your own flesh.
[ And as for the final lock in the back of Mash's mind... ]
This is an opportunity for growth, my knight. She will not mind.
[ She continues to whisper huskily into Mash's ear, but those final words are spoken confidently. Stated as a fact based on who their Master is, and without any doubt in the King's mind. ]
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S, Senpai had told me. That I needed to experience more of life. To enjoy being human.
[A very human urge. It keeps repeating in her mind. Even if that sort of thing was ultimately impossible for her, something she was born to never be able to obtain, she was now being presented with a chance to experience being a normal human. She … wanted to take that chance.
She takes a deep breath, opens her eyes, and starts to loosen her tie with her free hand.]
So I will.
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Then allow me to teach you... teach you more of this feeling... of being human.
[ With Mash's tie now loosened, Alter's hands slide up Mash's stomach to just below her breasts... before sliding to her side and back down, now gripping her shirt from the inside. She kisses Mash again, perhaps to distract her from any embarrassment she might be feeling as Artoria starts to lift Mash's shirt up, separating only in order to pull it over Mash's head and carelessly toss it over to the side. She wasn't going to need it for the rest of the night, after all. ]
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Underneath, her bra is soft pink, plain and practical - the kind of undergarment of someone who had never really put much thought into that type of thing before. Much like its wearer, it is sort of cute in its unassuming simplicity.
She is quick to return to the kiss once the shirt is cast aside. Her chest rises and falls with greedy breaths as she sucks at Artoria’s lips.]
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Her hands return to Mash's now-exposed body, her hands resting delicately on Mash's skin as she slowly slides them up... eventually reacting the soft fabric of her bra and sliding under it, just starting to carefully explore the forbidden mounds. She contains her own growing lust, moving her fingers carefully, slowly, but with purpose... the purpose of making this a night Mash would never forget.
Eventually, she releases Mash from the kiss, smirking before moving her head down to Mash's neck... her lips coming to rest there before she lightly bites, sucking hard on her neck... hard enough to leave a clear visible mark. Does Alter maybe want to hear the sound of Mash's moans and cries of pleasure? Perhaps. ]
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As the Saber pulls away, though, there’s a confused longing on Mash’s face. Why did you stop? The press of lips against her neck answers the question before she can ask it and she finds herself gratefully tilting her head to the side as if to offer more of it to her. The bite that follows surprises her, and its even more unexpected transition into a suck elicits what would be the first of many gentle and undeniably erotic sounds from the Shielder.]
Ahh, haa??
[Alter gets what Alter wants.]
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One of her hands will move closer, now gently starting to cup Mash's breast underneath the soft fabric, tracing a single finger in a circle around Mash's nipple while her other hand starts to slip down again, running slowly and deliberately down Mash's stomach until she reaches the waistband of Mash's skirt, one finger slipping under the waistband... but not moving to take it off just yet.
Artoria eventually finally relents on Mash's neck, satisfied with the forming mark that now stakes her claim. She doesn't stop using her mouth, however, lightly kissing Mash's body as she starts to slide down... kissing her neck, collarbone, breasts... until her mouth comes to Mash's chest, still covered by her bra.
Oh, how fortunate, the clasp is on the front. Everything is coming up Alter tonight. In a surprising display of finesse from the Alter that usually tends to simply blow her enemies away with pure overflowing power, she bites down and unhooks the bra with her teeth.
...okay so maybe she's excessively proud of being able to pull that little trick off, so sue her. ]
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Hah? That—??
[If she wasn’t so overwhelmed, she might have laughed. As it stands, she’s just quietly impressed, momentarily distracted from the nerves kicked up by that wandering hand finally reaching her waist.
Even with the aid of the entirely dorky distraction, though, she can’t help but turn a little red at the sight of her own bare breasts. There was a degree of dissociation one could do when things were happening under cover, but now, actually watching the circular motions of Alter’s finger as it expertly traced her areola, the effects of the teasing somehow felt amplified. It wasn’t just her breast feeling that strange and tingling sensation anymore, but her lower body too. She lifts an arm to cover her eyes as though she could somehow put the lid back on that metaphorical box.]
N-Nnah…
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Cough, cough...
...in any case, since Mash didn't laugh, Alter continues her work... looking up at Mash with a grin as her finger starts to trace Mash's areola a little more dangerously... but expertly not touching the nipple itself. ]
Look at me, Mash... do not avert your eyes from your king...
[ And then her fingers finally reach her tit, lightly pinching while at the same time, Alter lowers her head and takes Mash's other tit into her mouth... her teeth lightly brushing against her nipple as she starts to suck on Mash's breast while toying with the other with her hand.
Her other hand doesn't remain stationary either, slowly gripping Mash's skirt by the waistband and starting to pull it down until it's just at her knees... at which point it can just slide off of Mash from there as Artoria begins to pay special attention to Mash's chest. ]
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Mash lifts her forearm just enough to nervously peek at Alter, as commanded. As the other girl goes to work in earnest on her breasts, a sharp and rather lewd cry goes up and that arm presses back down against her forehead like she has a case of the vapors - a simile that honestly wasn’t too far off from the truth. Her body rang with heat. Her dazed eyes remain locked on the Tyrant King.]
Haa! Wh-wait, that’s! Too much!
[One might observe that despite saying this, she makes no effort to stop her. A leg draws up and bends, taking the skirt part-way down toward her ankles with it.]
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She sucks a little harder, dragging her tongue in circles around Mash’s areola, effectively worshipping Mash’s breasts as Alter’s free hand moves back along Mash’s inner thighs, having now discarded her skirt and now trailing lightly until her hand reaches the source of the heat in Mash’s lower body.
She grazes her fingers against Mash’s entrance, still covered by Mash’s panties—the last bastion of Mash’s dignity. She wants to slip her hand under the fabric and touch her directly, but the sadistic urge to tease the poor Shielder wins over the urge to go wild. Not yet… not yet… ]
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Hh, nnoo…
[Truly, the lady doth protest too much. Even with only a precursory touch, Alter would be able to tell that Mash’s panties were already getting wet from all the other stimulation she’d endured. Her hips rise eagerly as the fingers trace across the fabric.]
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That doesn't mean she's not going to be a little mean, still. She takes her lips off of Mash's chest in order to grin up at her, keeping her fingers on the little wet spot forming in Mash's panties... but not moving them. ]
Hm? No?
[ She grins, the stimulation suddenly coming to a halt. ]
You want me to stop...?
[ Oh how smug she looks... already knowing the answer. ]
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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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