NSFW musebox post: Issei and you.

[unknownrival]

[Going about your business, you encounter Issei, tied up and in a maid outfit. He does not look happy about this.]



[Comment on this unusual situation?]

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[aquaticrush]

*She leans forward and smiles at him.* I'm nervous, but it's okay. Are you feeling alright?

[unknownrival]

A-alright. Still very turned on.

[aquaticrush]

*She puts her hands up to her face to try to cool down the raging blush. It isn't working.* I-it's okay! I, um. Do you want to? Ah, do things.

[unknownrival]

I very much want to do things with you.

[aquaticrush]

If you're sure, then... th-then I also want to! *She claps her hands over her mouth, almost not believing that she's actually said that. Slowly, she lowers them, briefly wrings her hands together to calm herself down, and then starts to unbutton her shirt. She keeps freezing up whilst doing so.*

[unknownrival]

D-do you want me to help take your clothes off?

[This is really happening, oh gosh.]

[aquaticrush]

*Her breath catches in her throat.* Y-yes! If it isn't too much trouble!

[unknownrival]

[Carefully, he unbuttons her shirt, folds it, and sets it aside.] ...th-the other things too?

[aquaticrush]

*Reflexively, she covers her chest, until it occurs to her how silly that looks and she lowers her arms again, tugging at her skirt. She's beginning to spill out of a too-small bra because she was too embarrassed to go buy ones that fit.*

I can, um, you don't have to, I.

*She undoes the side zipper on her skirt, taking deep breaths. This is actually happening.*

[unknownrival]

Have I mentioned that you're beautiful lately?

[This doesn't have anything to do with seeing her naked. Really...]

[aquaticrush]

*That gets her attention, and she turns her face back up to his despite having been looking at the floor to stave off the nervousness.*

Really? Me?

[unknownrival]

Absolutely gorgeous.

[He nuzzles against her neck.]

[aquaticrush]

*Her back stiffens and he can feel the blush spreading from her face.*

I-I-Issei, the, the bump on your head must have jarred your brain, are you sure you're okay?

[unknownrival]

I'm fine and I want you. Please believe me when I say you're beautiful.

[aquaticrush]

*Somebody wants her. Issei wants her. This can't be real. It's a dream. If she says or does the wrong thing it'll end. But even as she frets, his words start to take the worry away, and even as it replenishes, she pauses in the attempt at removing her own skirt to put her arms around him and gently hug him, sighing quietly.*

[unknownrival]

[He hugs her back, nuzzling into the nape of her neck.] It's all right.

[aquaticrush]

*The whimpering squeak she makes is barely human. She breathes in and out, quickly at first, but trying to slow her breaths. She pulls herself closer, pressing against him for a second or two, before drawing back and nervously sliding off her skirt. That goes in a clumsily folded heap on top of the shirt. She goes back to Issei with her arms around him again. Her hands hover at the back zipper, as if she's trying to decide whether the dress should stay or go.*

[unknownrival]

Do you want to take it off? It doesn't have to go.

[aquaticrush]

It's just, ah, a little less intimidating. Although I'm sure you're uncomfortable. *She starts to unzip the back.*

[unknownrival]

[He catches her hand.] If it makes me look harmless, then it stays.

[aquaticrush]

*Retasu takes this in and slowly pulls her hand back, keeping it in his.* You don't mind? I know it's strange and I wouldn't normally ask you to wear weird things.

[unknownrival]

I know. But I'm frightening enough with a penis, don't you think?

[aquaticrush]

*She pulls her other hand back to touch her face and try to cool down her blush again.* I-I'm s-- all right. You're too nice. *shivers* Um. I hope you don't mind if I'm not very good.

[unknownrival]

I don't mind if you're a little nervous. It happens to everyone.

[aquaticrush]

What about a lot nervous?