[ What sounds like a chuckle slips past his lips, and his voice is like velvet as it rolls out the speakers. ]
So you want to practice on me because you want to perfect it. Haha! I can respect that. But why me, Amane? You could suck any dick off the street and it wouldn't make a difference.
[ He knows the answer. She's been saying it all this time.
[She swallows slowly, discreetly. His voice is dangerous.
But hearing that grounds her. Well. He likely knows by now that she could or might, she is rather shameful, but...]
It would make a difference. Perhaps it may be better to go elsewhere and then come to you after a time, so you would not suffer my mistakes, but I want it to be you. Because you are worth the effort. Because you are amazing. The way you make me feel...I need to pay that back in kind, properly.
[ Stupid girl. He hasn't done anything for you. All he's done is give her his time of the day. For his own ends. For his own selfish pleasure. He doesn't need another soul to tell him he's perfect.
But oh, does he want to hear it. ]
Hm? I never asked anything from you. And there are so many others I could have... Others so much softer. So much better.
[ She was already fine — fine as she could have ever been with her first time — but he knows what she is.
More. It's like looking in a mirror. Be more. ]
Haha. But I've never seen someone want me so much.
[His words are daggers that strike at vulnerable places, but it would not be the first time she's suffered that, it would not be the last.]
I...well, I have no doubts you could have anyone you wanted--and you did not ask anything from me, it is true, Sir....
[She chews her lip and swallows.]
It is simply that...being with you makes me want to be my best. That is all. I cannot do less.
[But she wants him, she does. She does now, even, and it has been a trial trying to keep herself under control. He might as well be a world away, but his voice is here, that compelling, smooth tone that always washes over her.
She's grown so much warmer, but she cannot relax, either.]
[His energy seems...different, but it's not enough to deter her, not by far. He's said some things that she cannot disagree with and in so doing has unwittingly laid down some expectations that she will do her best to live up to.
No. That she must live up to.
So much softer. So much better.
She inhales slowly, crushes the urge to clench her device underfoot. She desperately wants to be enough for someone, this time. Please.
Her voice, normally quiet as it is softens a good deal, but it is not indecisive. She is much too determined for that, and for excitement, as well.]
Eight, then. I will see you there, sir. I will not disappoint you.
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I didn't think it was that good for you, but I guess there must've been some reason you liked having me in your mouth.
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No! --It...I enjoyed it, pleasing you. You are amazing, terrific, how could I hope to be anything less?
[She has to stop herself before she goes on. She doesn't want to bore or bog him down with the details.]
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So you want to practice on me because you want to perfect it. Haha! I can respect that. But why me, Amane? You could suck any dick off the street and it wouldn't make a difference.
[ He knows the answer. She's been saying it all this time.
But say it again. ]
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But hearing that grounds her. Well. He likely knows by now that she could or might, she is rather shameful, but...]
It would make a difference. Perhaps it may be better to go elsewhere and then come to you after a time, so you would not suffer my mistakes, but I want it to be you. Because you are worth the effort. Because you are amazing. The way you make me feel...I need to pay that back in kind, properly.
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But oh, does he want to hear it. ]
Hm? I never asked anything from you. And there are so many others I could have... Others so much softer. So much better.
[ She was already fine — fine as she could have ever been with her first time — but he knows what she is.
More. It's like looking in a mirror. Be more. ]
Haha. But I've never seen someone want me so much.
[ Lies. He's done this dance before. ]
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I...well, I have no doubts you could have anyone you wanted--and you did not ask anything from me, it is true, Sir....
[She chews her lip and swallows.]
It is simply that...being with you makes me want to be my best. That is all. I cannot do less.
[But she wants him, she does. She does now, even, and it has been a trial trying to keep herself under control. He might as well be a world away, but his voice is here, that compelling, smooth tone that always washes over her.
She's grown so much warmer, but she cannot relax, either.]
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[ The voice is not familiar. The sound is. ]
You're really good at choosing your words, aincha? I like that.
[ He should pity her, but he doesn't pity mirrors.
He wants to break them. ]
The Stay & Play at eight. I'll be waiting.
[ It's not that he doesn't want to save her. He just can't care enough to remember her face at the moment, and he'll take what he can get. ]
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No. That she must live up to.
So much softer. So much better.
She inhales slowly, crushes the urge to clench her device underfoot. She desperately wants to be enough for someone, this time. Please.
Her voice, normally quiet as it is softens a good deal, but it is not indecisive. She is much too determined for that, and for excitement, as well.]
Eight, then. I will see you there, sir. I will not disappoint you.
[it isn't an option.]