Sunday, March 29, 2009
Keine looks him in the eye, her expression serious and grave. She seems focused, if not a bit nervous, on her task. Determined to help him, she raises her hand slowly to point at his chest.
"Now, to begin with," she whispers. "Take off your shirt."
"W-Wait... what?" says Vincent incredulously.
"You need to take it off," says Keine, not a hint of jest in her voice. "Clothes and accessories can interfere with my examination. Even inanimate objects have their own history."
"Ah," he says. "That sort of makes sense..."
Vincent sighs in relief, though a small part of him feels a little disappointed. He nods at the teacher, and then he starts removing his coat. After carefully folding it, making sure the items inside don't fall out, he turns around to see Keine sitting on the bed.
"Take off that shirt, then take a seat," she says.
He swallows nervously as he starts unbuttoning his shirt. Keine seems to be watching his every move. Shivering slightly, only partly from the cold, he puts down his shirt and takes a step toward the teacher.
"Don't be shy," says Keine. "Just sit right beside me."
Vincent obediently sits a few inches beside her. Looking at her up close, she looks quite cute with those kindly brown eyes and that fair skin. Before he can react, Keine shifts her position, moving dangerously close. From this distance he can feel her body heat through her clothes. He can smell a faint, sweet fragrance coming from her.
"Now relax," whispers the teacher. She pats his back encouragingly as she puts down her strangely shaped hat nearby. Then, she slowly moves across the bed behind him. Her silky silver hair brushes lightly on his skin as she passes by.
Then, silence. Keine seems to be somewhere behind him now, but he can't feel her presence. Where did she -
"D-Don't turn around!" cries the teacher suddenly.
Vincent quickly forces his head to face forward. With that single glance, it looked like Keine was removing some of her clothes. He can't help but feel excited by the situation, and before he realizes it, something seems to be rising in that familiar place below.
Wait, what the heck is Keine doing? Isn't she supposed to examine his history or something? Is this still part of the examination? Why is she taking off her clothes? This doesn't really make any...
Even inanimate objects have their own history.
Hmm. Well, if he thinks of it that way, then perhaps she can't conduct the examination without removing her own clothes. It is completely normal for her to do this, then. But wait. If she comes closer, she is definitely going to notice his...
"Fwump!"
D-damn. Even the sound of her clothes dropping on the floor is sexy. This is getting really dangerous. Good thing he still has his pants on. Wait, he still has his pants on? But won't that...
"Iyaah~" cries Keine. "I can't... get this... off..."
Vincent can feel himself blush like a tomato, but that is the least of his problems compared to the one poking out from below.
[ ] Remove pants.
[ ] Try to peek at her.
[ ] Stay completely still.
[ ] Make a run for the exit.
[ ] Custom
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