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[X] Stay completely still.

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"N-Need any help back there?" mumbles Vincent. He quickly covers his mouth with his hands. What the hell is he suggesting? This isn't the time to misinterpret her actions. Surely, she is only trying to help him. She can't possibly be...

"Don't!" cries Keine in a panic. "I-I'm fine! Almost... got it... all... off... ahn~"

The sound of her cute little moan only excites him more. Perhaps he should just give in to his desires and... no! This isn't what he wants! He needs to keep himself focused on the facts. Keine is a school teacher, for crying out loud. Something must be wrong with him to even think like that.

She can't possibly be willing to perform such lewd and sensual acts with someone like him. It's not like her stress at work has finally reached the limit and she needs some kind of release. Keine isn't thinking of taking advantage of his confused mental state to satisfy her own carnal desires. Only a fool would assume that she is attracted to him because he is so needful of her help, not unlike how nurses sometimes fall in love with their patients. Even a complete idiot wouldn't believe that she would give him "extra service" just to make him feel calm and at peace. Her mouth most certainly isn't for...

"D-damn it!" whispers Vincent to himself.

He quickly shakes his head. These thoughts certainly aren't helping. A glance down at his pants tells him that he is far more excited than is appropriate. Nope, this fascinating thread of thought isn't helping at all. Maybe he should just mutter some excuse and run out of the room. At least, he won't regret doing something that -

"Sorry to keep you waiting," whispers Keine. "I-I don't usually go this far with just anyone, you know."

Suddenly, he feels her hands upon his shoulders. He barely stops himself from yelping in surprise. Slowly and carefully, the teacher begins to massage him, coaxing him to relax. His shoulders certainly feel stiff, though it is another stiff part that worries him at the moment. But before he can pull away, he can feel Keine lean her head against the back of his neck. From this close, her scent is completely intoxicating. His muscles fail him, and despite the commands from his mind to run away, he stays completely still.

"Strange, I still can't see it," whispers Keine. "Now what is this that you are hiding~"

"Hiding?" repeats Vincent.

"Hmm, maybe I can get at it from the other side. But if I do that..."

"T-The other side?"

Without warning, he feels Keine's warm breath upon his left ear.

"Close your eyes," she whispers.

Vincent obediently follows, clamping both eyes tight. He doesn't know what to do. He doesn't know what he wants to do. He can barely even understand what he is thinking right now. All he understands is that he is about to reach a point where he can no longer turn back.

"..."

Keine is right in front of him now. Even without his eyes, he can sense her presence. From this distance, he can almost taste her. But he can't see her. He can't see her at all. And she is looking at him. All of him.

"W-w-what is this?" cries Keine suddenly. "I still can't..."

"Are... what?"

"Don't open your eyes!" squeals the teacher. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry! It looks like I don't have much choice..."

"Eh? What are you -"

"Sorry, but this might hurt a little bit..."

Then, a wave of coldness fills his insides. Something is terribly wrong.

[ ] Open your eyes.
[ ] Keep them closed.