Knee Socks (Yuri/Reine)

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ It was closing in on the time when Reine had planned to have Yuri over and she was nowhere near ready. Forgetting that she had planned not to go out on the night before, Reine spent the night drinking at her regular meetup spot with a few friends. She woke up around noon with a hangover, and after properly remedying that, she managed to shower, get changed, and straighten up the main areas of her home. Everything had been vacuumed and dusted properly, restoring her home back to the warm place it was meant to be. All of her furniture was carefully placed and her walls were decorated with several examples of her work, including some of her self-portraiture and some landscape shots that she had blown up. Cute stuffed animals and cushions were on display in the garden window in her living room. Everything was nice and tidy. The studio was a different story. The woman slowly made her way to the room, the sound of her slippers and soft humming the only noise present as she dragged her feet through the hall, coming to a halt at the studio. She opened the door to her studio and her heart sank. It was much worse than she remembered it being from the last time she looked inside. But then again, she usually only saw the room briefly with the lights out as she shoved more stuff inside. The far end of the room had a plain white backdrop set up with a nice, antique looking chaise lounge in deep red and gold set on it. However, several of her lamps had been pushed up into the area to make room for things she brought into the room. Several tripods were folded up and tucked into the corner of the room, along with an easel and several messy canvases, mostly unfinished pictures that she started on hiking trips. There were bags of props that had never been used pushed up against several large bins, staked up and filled with costumes and name-brand clothing. Tubes of paint had fallen out of a storage bag that was sitting on a coffee table in one corner, now left lying on the floor with a few of them obviously busted open, probably from her stepping on them while in a hurry. Her hiking gear was scattered all around the room, a few bags that had been opened in an effort to find something, with all of their contents spilled out onto the floor. Boots, bottles, emergency kits, boxes of utensils, matches, several tents and sleeping bags, portable stoves, coats, tarps. Everything one could imagine needing for a hiking trip. She had the bad habit of repurchasing gear after short amounts of time so everything had piled up before she knew it. Everything was an absolute mess. The woman huffed loudly and leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms over her chest. She was in shocked by just how trashed the room was and surprised that she had even let it get so bad. There was no way she was going to be able to get the studio cleaned before her student arrived. She hadn’t even had enough time to straighten her hair before then, which she was mostly okay with, even if it was unusual for her to leave her home with the large mountain of curls atop her head going untamed. She still looked decent enough for the occasion, she thought, but the studio did not. It was hard not to panic in this situation. Even if it was likely that Yuri wouldn’t mind helping her straighten things up a bit, it might take them hours to do so, which would mean they would only have a short amount of time to get anything done for the day, or she would end up having her student over much later than most might find appropriate. Reine nervously bit down on her lower lip and checked her phone for the time. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 666 –cackles- MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

KIN-KON

The doorbell rang out as soon as Reine's phone sprung to life, precisely one minute before the agreed-upon meeting time. Yuri was just a little bit sweaty after rushing to get here on time, since she'd detoured into town to pick something up that she pre-ordered, and luckily she managed to avoid being late. True, she would have very much preferred showing up without the vague hints of perspiration on her forehead, but it was better than wasting time that could better be spent snapping pics.

I wonder if she'll go for this, Yuri thought, waiting at the door and looking down to the bag that hung at her side. Her camera, the special item she bought, and a couple other things were in it... but in her hurry, she forgot to buy something that might have been a little important. She planned to wear makeup tonight, which she hardly ever bothered with, not in an attempt to impress Reine or anything, but... Well, that was partially it. Maybe.

But the main reason was to cover up the bruises on her face. Since their last meeting in class, Yuri ran into a bit of trouble on campus involving a trio of bullies ganging up on someone, she stepped in to help, and because she couldn't have rumors of her "somehow" managing to fight off three people at once, she pretty much became a reluctant punching bag for about five minutes so the bullied girl could escape. Thanks to that, she looked like she fell down a flight or stairs.

She had yet to enact her unhindered, off-campus revenge. But soon.

For now, she had a voluptuous teacher to ogle.

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine let out a soft yelp at the sound of her doorbell ringing, nearly dropping her phone on the floor. Of course, with her luck, she hadn’t even had the time to get started on cleaning the studio. Without wasting any more time, she scurried to her front door. Before opening it, she checked the way she look in a mirror that was hanging off to the side of the door. Her hair was a little messy, but it probably only seemed that way because she had grown used to seeing it straightened regularly. She ran a hand through her hair and adjusted her clothing. Then, with a nervous smile, she cracked her front door open. The sight she was met with caused her to be more panicked than she had been about the messy studio. She wasn’t extremely familiar with Yuri’s face, but the discoloration in her skin from bruising was recognizable enough. Reine inhaled sharply through her teeth and opened the door wider. ”Your face… Did something happen?” With a concerned expression, she carefully took the girl by her hand, giving it a gentle tug to beckon her inside. Once she was in, Reine closed the door behind her. The girl seemed fine. Despite having bruises on her face, she didn’t show any signs of being in pain. She was out of breath though, which made Reine think she might have run into some trouble on the way over. The neighborhood she lived in wasn’t bad, and the sun was still out, but she knew that didn’t make it impossible for something bad happen. Without thinking, Reine lifted her hand to cup the girl’s cheek, softly stroking the darkened area of her skin with her thumb. She furrowed her eyebrows, her lip sticking out in a pouty fashion as she observed Yuri’s bruises. There was no way she would be able to bring herself to ask the girl for help cleaning at this point. She was overcome with a feeling of guilt. From the moment she suggested they meet at her house, Reine had a feeling that it might have been a bad idea, and now this. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 359 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

One hand lifted up in greeting as Reine opened the door, Yuri displayed a cheerful smile once she finally caught sight of the one she came to see. "Evening," she said, pausing in brief comparison of the Reine before her and the Reine she usually saw on campus. Huh, somehow she expected the same sort of neatness as usual, yet now sh was greeted by someone who looked like she'd just gotten out of bed, or wrestled for a few minutes with the wrong side of a comb... Actually, this was attractive in its own way.

"... Hm? My face?" Yuri replied, shifting momentarily toward confusion as her hand was taken and she was guided inside. On the way in was when she remembered what she'd forgotten, warranting an awkward half-cringe of one eye and a quick, mini-brainstorm for some kind of excuse... She couldn't just say she got in a fight. If a teacher got involved, there were going to be less opportunities to pay those bullies back for what they'd done.

Thus, as Yuri felt a hand stroking gently at her cheek, she became noticeably flustered. "Oh, uh, r-right..!" she stuttereded, carefully leaning away from Reine's hand and making a "no big deal" gesture by waving one of her own. "Ah... So, funny story... You know those batting cage things, right? Well, I was practicing swings in there, and the machine just went haywire..!" Not the best excuse. But the best she could come up with.

"... And baseballs kinda hurt when you don't hit them away, so..."

Perhaps rather than "not the best" excuse, it was simply a poor one--because the bruises she had weren't circular like they would've been if they were made by baseballs. That story she made up, particularly the not-so-confident manner in which she'd told it, surely conveyed that she was covering something up.

"... But I'm fine, no need to worry! Just a few little marks here and there."

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine raised her eyebrows upon hearing Yuri’s explanation for the bruises. It was believable enough, especially with how gullible Reine could be at times. The student also didn’t seemed to be in too much pain, so it made sense that she hadn’t been attacked by thugs on her way over or something. Luckily, Reine had never experienced any malfunctioning pitching machines, so she didn’t know what the bruises would look like or if the injuries would hurt that much. Plus, if Yuri didn’t seem hurt or in danger, she didn’t want to overreact or pry. Even if she was lying to hide something from Reine, which the teacher had no reason to believe she was lying, she was free to tell what she wanted her to know. But still, when seeing her face with the bruises present, Reine couldn’t help but worry. It still looked quite painful. Her fingers curled and she lowered her hand from the girl’s face, a concerned look still on her face. “If you’re sure… Just let me know if it hurts and you need anything.” She lowered her gaze to the floor, leaving a moment of awkward silence between them. She was still concerned about the girl being in pain, but now she was also embarrassed about overreacting to the girl’s injuries and worried about how to explain the studio situation to the girl. She feared Yuri might think she was being insincere when asking about her bruises if she turned right around and asked her to help with manual labor soon afterwards. There was a lot of junk in the studio that needed to be rearranged, and it would take Reine quite a few hours if she were to do it on her own. Slowly, she loosened her grip on the girl’s hand, which she had taken a hold of to lead her inside. There was no way around it. With a forced smile on her lips, Reine stepped out of the tight entryway, leading the girl into her living room. ”So, uh… we have a little issue today that might put some delay on shooting.” Once in the living room, she stopped behind her sofa and turned to Yuri, her left hand fiddling with the lace trim of a floral print blanket that was draped over the back of the couch. ”I kind of… forgot to clean my studio on time. I need to get that taken care of before we can shoot anything.” Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 412 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

Yuri managed to limit her relieved sigh to only an internal gesture, rather than actually doing so. As on-the-fly as that story was, she managed to sell it, somehow...

"Ehehe... Appreciate the concern," she replied, lifting the hand that was just released to scratch awkwardly at the back of her head. The silence between them was spent, on her part at least, settling back into a casual state and trying to think of how to get onto a different subject, but Reine was apparently way ahead of her in that regard. Yuri hoisted up the bag on her shoulder and trailed after the woman farther inside.

On the way, she was allotted the time to peer around and give the place a careful examination. She never had been in a teacher's home before and, understandably, was curious to see what it'd be like. Seemed like Reine lived alone just like Yuri expected, yet it still felt so homely, despite being so devoid of any people but the two of them. That was an atmosphere that wasn't really there back when Yuri lived with her parents. Heck, even when they were home, the place felt kind of empty somehow.

"Hm?" said the girl as she stopped beside her teacher, attention diverted from looking over the home's interior in favor of addressing Reine's spoken concern. Ah, that made sense... Tat was probably why Reine looked like she'd just gotten out of bed; she probably overslept, and actually had gotten up not too long ago. No matter. "Oh, I guess you want some help with that, huh? I can do that. I'll just call it a thanks for all your help."

Incidentally, since she'd gotten in this far already, she felt like it'd be okay to risk a little flirt of her own. Or try to, anyways, she really wasn't experienced in that regard. So with a smile: "I've never actually gotten a chance to work with someone as pretty as you, so I'd say it's totally worth it."

... Was that too direct?

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine nearly squealed when Yuri agreed to help her clean. Most of the students Reine had, especially the one’s around Yuri’s age, would have responded with displeasure and complaining. Many hadn’t done any cleaning for themselves at any point in their lives and even had their maids come around the dorms to tend to their rooms. Yuri, however, reacted so coolly in Reine’s opinion. She didn’t even need to ask her to help. She let out a relieved sigh, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. “Oh gosh, thanks so much. I really wouldn’t be able to get it done on my own.” It probably wasn’t the nicest thing to do, but she hurried up and accepted the girl’s offer. There was no way that Yuri knew exactly what she was getting herself into. It was a large room, and Rene had never seen her studio in such bad conditions. She had seen fire damage that looked cleaner than her studio did at the moment. But in her defense, the girl did offer without being asked. Reine looked up at the girl just as she smiled and gave a compliment. With her mind stuck on the conditions of the studio, Yuri’s sweet words caught her off guard. Her cheeks turned red and she lowered her gaze, fiddling with the blanket once more. She didn’t hate her looks, but it was always surprising to her, hearing compliments. She spent quite a bit of time when getting ready for work in the morning, taming her hair, applying makeup, and putting extra effort in picking nice, professional but stylish clothing. Even so, she had never really been complimented at school, or at least not to her face. All she had done for this day was shower, put her contacts in. Yes, her everyday clothing was a lot cuter than her work clothing, but that was hardly enough to make up for the lack of effort she put in today. Reine let out a coy laugh and smiled at Yuri. ”Oh, nonsense. As cliché as it sounds, that means a lot coming from you. You’ll forget working with me once you get a hold of real models though.” Still giggling, she gently pat the girl’s shoulder, deciding to move on to the studio now. Placing her hand at the small of Yuri’s back, she carefully pulled her along, leading her through her home and stopping at the door of the studio. There, she wasted no time in throwing the door open and exposing the horror to her student. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 424 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

"Don't worry about it, it's the least I can do," Yuri first replied.

Compliment well-received, it seemed... and reacted to with quite an adorable little blush. The expression seemed to really fit Reine's face, she thought; it didn't suit a lot of people, but there were those who looked exceedingly natural with a bit of red on their cheeks, and Reine seemed to be one of them. Having been rewarded with a response like that, Yuri was inclined to make more remarks of that nature. What would this teacher look like totally flustered, she wondered..?

"Hey, I mean that," she said as the woman's hand patted her shoulder, and continued as she was guided along by the same one on her back. "Right now's a perfect example. I gotta say, I'm pretty jealous of you... You're always so pretty at school with your hair neatly fixed and everything, so it's impressive that you're still so beautiful all relaxed like this, too." Maybe she added a bit of sugar-coating to those words, but it was true. "If I didn't know you from school, I might have easily mistaken you for a current model."

These sweet words, spoken with a side-glance out of the corner of her eyes, were Yuri's attempts to see how much she could make Reine blush with genuine words alone. As they made their way toward the studio, she started to wonder how that blush would look in a photograph... Since she took pictures in secret, there were many types of expressions and such that she couldn't capture, and embarrassment was one she hadn't managed to stumble upon just yet. "In fact, you can just let me handle the tidying up if you want. Wouldn't want you to get all sweaty before we get-"

Once the door opened and Yuri laid eyes on the room, that brief moment of surprise set a pause in her speech. It took about three seconds of eyebrow-raised staring before she completed the thought with a double-blink: "... Started..."

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine was quite lucky that the shock of her pigpen of a studio set in just in time to leave Yuri speechless. Her face had become completely flushed, burning a bright red from being flooded by all of the compliments she had been given. She had also been at a loss for words, and completely flustered. It felt like she would have exploded if the girl managed to squeeze out anymore amorous comments without letting Reine register them and respond accordingly. Avoiding eye contact and discreetly hiding her bashful expression behind her draping curls, she released the girl and stepped into the room. Entering was hard, given how much of the floor in the entrance had been covered by bags and other clutter. Reine chose where to step very carefully, although her legs were a bit shaken due to lingering nervousness caused by all of the compliments. Once she reached a decent spot a short distance into the room, and she managed to call down some, she turned to face the doorway where Yuri stood. “So yeah… As you can see, this is probably going to take a while… But the good news is that we have some helpers!” She turned her body just a bit and pointed out a pile of mannequin pieces off in one corner of the room. What an awful joke, she thought to herself, and gave an awkward, nervous laugh. It was all she had to offer to lighten the mood. She couldn’t even explain to the girl why the studio hadn’t been cleaned before she arrived. The only options were to spill that she had gotten wasted the night before and lost track of time, which wasn’t appropriate at all, or she would have had to lie. Needless to say, both options were terrible, so she just decided to move on and withhold the reason. Reine crouched down and picked up a dented portable stove that was lying on the floor at her feet, examining it. “Some of this stuff needs to be trashed, but most of it just needs to be stored or rearranged, so I’m thinking that it may not take as long as I expect." Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 364 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

... Damn. Staring at the mess made her miss the chance to see Reine's reaction.

Yuri's imagination surely didn't do it justice. She was certain that whatever Reine actually looked like at that moment far surpassed anything Yuri could have pictured in her head, which was all the more reason to want to see for herself. Internally she cursed herself for not paying closer attention, but externally, that frustration came forth as nothing more than a gentle bite to her bottom lip. Oh well. Didn't wanna waste too many compliments now, which could be better spent garnering such a reaction during the process of taking photos, where they could be caught in snapshots and preserved.

For now, her attention was instead diverted to the mess as she stood in the doorway, leaning inward to get a better look around. Seemed pretty discouraging to have so much work ahead when she came here only for photo tips, on a weekend no less... Suddenly Yuri was questioning, just for a moment, the offer she'd made to help.

At least, until Reine pointed out a pile of mannequin parts off to the side, just after making a momentarily puzzling remark.

Maybe that broke ice on the attitude toward cleaning, because Yuri's following laughter was accompanied by her finally stepping into the room. If only that weren't a joke, she'd have loved to just sit back and watch while they cleaned up. "Pretty and funny, eh? Lucky me," said the girl, sneaking in one more little compliment--and this time making sure to point her eyes over at Reine, in the hopes of acquiring another blush in response--before giving a comprehensive nod and folding her arms. If her reward was the opportunity to witness such reactions at the cost of only a few compliments, it was well worth time spent cleaning.

"Just let me know what goes where, Fisher-sensei."

She could already tell this was going to be a lovely evening.

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ It was becoming more obvious to Reine that Yuri was toying with her, and it was working. She could tell by the complacent look on the girl’s face and her confident body language that she was having a lot of fun teasing her. It was hard to deny that she was charmed by her student’s words when she could barely keep her composure. From her position out in the sea of junk, it was harder to hide her expression this time around without making things obvious. The girl had learned early on that compliments would get her a long way with Reine, and that put the teacher in a vulnerable spot. For what it was worth, Reine did enjoy the flattery. She gave a defeated sigh just as the color returned to her cheeks and folded her arms across her chest, cupping her cheek with her right hand. ”Th… That doesn’t mean you’ll get out of helping me clean. You’ve already agreed, so…” She knew the girl wasn’t trying to flatter her in order to get out of cleaning, but it was all she could bring herself to say to not seem like an easy target for her instigating. She quickly uncrossed her arms and started to make her way through the piles of junk to store the portable stovetop in a metal storage cabinet near the back of the room. ”You can sit your bag out in the hall for now, so it won’t get lost in here or accidentally out into storage.” After placing the stove into the storage cabinet, Reine made her way back to the area near the door. There were mostly bags of art supplies and hiking gear up front, and fortunately, she had specific bins used to store her art supplies… Somewhere in the room. The hiking gear was meant to be in the storage closet near her bedroom. After briefly inspecting the mess at the door, Reine pointed to the bags of art supplies with their contents spilled and scattered about. ”I guess we can start right here and work our way to the back of the room.” She immediately crouched and began gathering tubes of paint and brushes, separating them and putting them into different bags based on the type of paint and type of brush. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 384 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

The smile on Yuri's face flashed a brief, satisfied smirk. This sure wasn't going to get old any time soon, and if Reine reacted so easily to compliments as simple as that, there was no telling what sort of responses she would give to more intricate ones. Beyond that, even, Yuri wondered how incredibly priceless Reine's face would be if they transitioned into genuine flirting, rather than exchange of polite words. Only problem there was that Yuri didn't know how to do that. She was a closet perv with her picture-taking, but never did she try to approach anyone with those thoughts in mind.

"I got it, I got it," the girl replied, dismissively waving her hand upon being told she still had to help. She wasn't going to leave it all for Reine to clean up, even if she was told she could; this seemed like more work than one person should have had to do, it'd weigh a bit on her conscience if she didn't lend a hand. So after stepping out to set her bag in the hall, she took a moment to stretch out before heading in again to get started. From the front of the room, then.

Yuri's eyes turned briefly to the mannequins in the corner once she moved back inside, recalling the awkwardly-told, yet still amusing joke from earlier. Not a very well-timed glance, given how many things there were to trip over, which she soon realized once her foot was caught on a piece of heavy equipment. That tossed her center of gravity out the window, she tilted forward, and with a startled "W-Woah..!" she finally left her feet as gravity pulled her right toward the floor.

... Well, almost. It was a stroke of either good luck, bad luck or both that she happened to be falling right toward her crouching teacher, arms flailing in a futile attempt to regain her balance.

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine watched the girl as she went to sit her bag in the hallway as she was told, smiling once her pack was turned. Even if Yuri was a little self-satisfied and assertive in her presence, she was still good at listening to her teacher. At least she had that kind of control, Reine thought. The little control she got from being older than the girl, which wasn’t really promised since she had a timid personality. Reine stood, shaking her head while laughing to herself. She walked away from the pile of scattered art supplies, sitting a bag of acrylic paint bottles on the floor against the wall right beneath a large picture window along the left wall of the studio. Reine had just returned to crouching at the pile when she looked up, expecting to see the smug look Yuri most likely had on her face as she entered the room. Instead, she watched the girl reenter the room and approached her with her eyes locked on something else in the room. Reine turned her head to see exactly what she was looking at. The mannequins. The woman cringed immediately, remembering the awful joke she had told just seconds ago. Great. Another thing for Yuri to tease her for. She turned her head and looked up at the girl, parting her lips and ready to protest the possibility of Yuri bringing the lame joke up again later to use against her, but was met with the sight of Yuri stumbling towards her. Her reflexes kicked in pretty quickly, even though she was normally clumsy and a little slow to react, but all she could manage to do to help Yuri at this point was to drop the brushes that she had been gathering. Her eyes widened slightly and she held her arms out, wrapping them loosely around her student as she came crashing into her and emitting a soft yelp. The collision caused Reine to fall back a bit, but only enough to take her from a crouching position to where she had fallen back onto her butt with her knees still bent. There had been an old, beaten up couch that was used for a prop just behind her, luckily enough, that was close enough to her to keep her from being sent back onto her back. It was also soft enough in its frame to keep her from being hurt upon falling back into it. She wasn’t hurt, but still, she habitually winced from the impact. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 419 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

Yuri wasn't totally sure what just happened, and with her eyes previously diverted and pointed toward the mannequins in the corner of the room, she also wasn't entirely sure what she landed on when she fell... but whatever it was, her face planted right against it, and it was pretty soft. And warm. Not to mention it had a very sweet and lovely scent. There was a couch in there actually, but were those arms wrapped around her..?

A long pause followed that. Yuri noticed that she couldn't pick herself up, thanks to the awkward positioning and the arms that wrapped protectively around her, which resulted in a session of after-fall squirming against whatever she landed on. She opened her mouth, tried to speak, to ask Reine what the heck it was she landed on, but found that her voice was muffled and probably couldn't be heard. Man, whatever this was had her face trapped pretty good...

Since she couldn't get up, nor could she speak properly, Yuri sought something to grab hold of so she could lift herself up easier. Naturally she'd attempt to get her head free first, so her hands moved up, felt around for whatever was covering her face, and...

Squeeze.

... Hm? The heck was this?

Squeeeeze.

... Oh.

Squeeze squeeze.

Yeah, no mistaking it, after groping around for a bit. The soft touch, the warm feeling, the arms wrapped around her torso... If Yuri's face were visible, it probably would've been pretty red, because she just realized that she'd been unknowingly squirming against and fondling Reine's chest. And with the woman's arms still wrapped protectively around her, Yuri's awkward squirming only made this position that much more questionable and embarrassing.

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine’s eyes were shut tight still from the moment of impact and her arms wrapped tightly around Yuri, holding her. She was a bit shaken from being knocked back, but still completely unscathed. When she opened her eyes and looked down at Yuri, her face immediately burned a bright red and she tensed up. It was unlikely that the fall was another one of her attempts to tease the woman. Even if she did enjoy being cheeky with Reine, she knew that Yuri wouldn’t take it this far. She had yet to make any kind of affectionate physical contact with her after all. Face-planting into her breasts would have been an unusually large leap, if so. But the fall looked pretty real, from what Reine saw. Even so, it would have gotten the same reaction out of her, whether real, fake, or even just more taunting comments. The redhead was soon taken aback by the feeling of the girl’s hand roaming the front of her body before groping at her breasts. Naturally, the feeling caused her to arch her back a bit, making her accidently press her breasts firmly into Yuri’s clutching hands. She furrowed her eyebrows and bit down on her bottom lip nervously, her frantic gaze unable to meet the girl’s eyes with her face still planted where it was. Her fingers curled, gently grabbing the fabric of Yuri’s shirt on her back. It was a totally innocent incident, but Reine was beginning to wonder more and more if having the girl over was a bad idea. First there was the bruises. Of course, those turned out to be unrelated to the girl visiting. Now, not only was Yuri being put in danger by being asked to clean the studio, here she was with her face buried in the teacher’s breasts… And she had unknowingly been holding the girl in place. Reine quickly released the girl, letting her hands drop to the floor at her sides. That familiar coy expression returned to her face, and she lowered her gaze, looking off to the side. To pretend the incident was more innocent than it actually turned out to be, Reine refrained from rushing the girl to move from on top of her. It would be hard to hide how much she was blushing though, which told an entirely different story. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 391 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

This was a perplexing feeling. On one hand, Yuri knew that the smart and probably expected option was for her to now get up, since Reine's arms no longer held her in place. But on the other, she couldn't help but notice the way Reine's back arched and resulted in her chest being pressed more firmly against Yuri's face and hands. That gesture kind of made it seem like this position was welcome... Was it? Was Reine actually okay with a student snuggling into her chest like that? It seemed that way for a time, especially since no moves were made to stop it.

Then again, if Yuri was wrong, there were... other issues that would come with it. The safest choice was to retreat, lest she risk sexual harassment charges, and apologize profusely for her clumsy fall. Boy was this going to be awkward, hopefully less so than it already was. Finally working up the nerve to do so, the girl pulled back, removed her face from between her teacher's breasts, and spoke a flustered, "S-Sorry, I didn't-!"

Her speech paused, though, when she laid eyes on Reine's face. Yuri then fell into a long silence.

Never mind the fact that, as she pushed herself up, she probably gave Reine's chest an accidental, uncomfortable squeeze, since that was what her hands were lifting her up by. Never mind the fact that her hands were still on the woman's chest in the same position they had been, even though her head was removed now. Never mind the fact that the position they were now in, with Yuri only five inches or so away from her teacher's face, would have looked like they were about to get it on to anyone who might have seen them.

Yuri totally forgot all about all of that because the face she now stared at, blushing sheepishly, might have been the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine was sure that the girl could feel her heart beating in her chest with her hands still cupping her breasts. She kept her expression calm though, even as the girl lifted her head. Having her blushing face exposed have far fewer consequences than there would be if word got out that she let a student motorboat her. Not that that was the case, but rumors could get ugly quickly. Fortunately, Yuri seemed just as shocked by the situation as she was, and she doubt that she would tell anyone about it. Reine looked up at the student from the corner of her eye, keeping her head lowered and turned. Yuri’s unwavering stare made her feel as if she was going to explode. It was enough that her hands remained on her breasts, sort of. She could understand if the girl was as shocked by the situation was she was. She too had let her hands, or arms, rest a bit too long when holding Yuri. But her staring motionlessly was what gave Reine butterflies. Even if it was sort of nice, although she wouldn’t admit that aloud, and she didn’t want to risk making things awkward, she knew she had to do something if she wanted to salvage any chance of the visit continuing without tension. Letting out a quiet, breathy laugh, Reine looked up at the girl and smiled warmly. ”B-Be careful where you step. I may have started the cleaning already, but this room is pretty junky still.” She gave a sheepish laugh, rubbing the back of her neck with one of her hands. ”I never would have guessed that you would be even clumsier than I am, heh… It’s totally fine though. We’re both girls, so I’m sure you didn’t feel anything new.” She cringed internally again, regretting what she said almost immediately, just as she had with her dumb mannequin joke. It wasn’t the best idea to make jokes about the girl groping her breasts if she wanted to gloss over the incident. With that, she let her knees drop, hoping that this would get Yuri started on getting up off of her. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 358 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

Wha-

Did... that laugh confirm what Yuri was thinking? Reine certainly didn't seem mad, even smiled and made a joke, and even more than that said it was okay. Was this woman seriously alright with being groped like this by one of her students in her own home, and in such a sudden manner? In such a provocative position? Yuri wasn't sure what to make of that if it was the case. She'd always been strictly internal with her perverted thoughts and had resolved never to act on them in her lifetime, but now... Well, temptation was a powerful thing. The expression on Reine's face, the soft feeling Yuri felt upon contact, the warmth and sweet smell were all pretty overpowering.

Maybe, just this once, she could bend her own rules and see where this would take th-

"... Hm?" Yuri replied, brows lifted as she processed Reine's following response. Lucky for the student, those words snapped her out of her awkward trance before she made any moves she might have regretted, prompting a swift retraction of her hands and a lean up to her knees. The blush on her own face was probably not as cute as it looked on her teacher, but it was pretty prominent, and the way she rubbed her hands together and hugged them to her own chest gave her a similarly bashful appearance. Yet, she laughed as well.

"Ehehe... Y-Yeah, sorry, I'm a klutz..." the girl said, taking a deep breath soon after with her eyes pointed upward. What a strange feeling. As she breathed in, on some level, she found herself already missing that sweet smell... N-No, this wasn't the time for that, she couldn't go that far. Especially not with her own teacher. She already promised herself a long time ago that she'd never get involved with that sort of stuff; she would limit it only to her pictures and her imagination.

Yikes... One could only wonder what might have happened if Reine hadn't broken the tension with laughter.

With a gentle cough to the side, Yuri moved up to her feet, leaned over, and offered a hand down to assist Reine in getting up, if so desired. With an awkward grin, referencing Reine's "didn't feel anything new" comment, she mistakenly added, "... Well, you are quite a bit more 'gifted' than I am..." And hey, it was true. Yuri was not at all disappointed by the size of Reine's che-

No, shut up brain, the girl thought to herself. They're for looking, not touching.

Oh, love is just labour in vain♥ Reine fought the urge to cover her face after the subtle comment about her breast size. It was normal for females to say those kinds of things to each other, right? It didn’t take groping to tell that she had pretty decent sized breasts. Others had commented on this fact before, mostly family members and some friends. It was usually just playful teasing though. It would have been much easier for her to accept it as such from Yuri, but her heart was still fluttering from having her breasts fondled by her. She did everything she could in her head to convince herself that Yuri wasn’t being flirty after the incident and was just trying to lighten the mood. If she accepted it as teasing, she would find herself blushing for the hundredth time already. Although if any situation from the day called for her blushing, it was this. She reached up to the girl, tightly grasping her hand and allowing her to help her from the floor. Once she was on her feet again, she dusted her clothing off, taking this chance to fix her hair as well. ”Well… I suppose so. You have a bit more growing to do though.” She let out one more awkward, nervous laugh, fixing her shirt which had inevitable been disheveled from the incident. Honestly, she had never even looked at Yuri’s breasts to see if she was well-endowed or not. Reine was her teacher, after all. So much talk about breasts did make her innocently curious though… But if they kept up their back-and-forth about breasts, they would never be able to get past it. Now that she thought about it, Yuri must have been focusing quite a bit on the handful she got from the fall for her to make such a comment. It was hard for her to sincerely comment on Yuri’s body since she had never really looked at, let alone touched the girl in that area. She did kind of help out with her getting a good feel of what she had when she accidentally arched her back... Reine shook the thought from her head, immediately bending over to pick up the brushes she tossed in order to catch Yuri as she fell. ”If we don’t get started on this cleaning soon, we might end up cleaning all night.” Reine hurriedly continued with her work on the art supplies, shoving handfuls of tiny oil paint tubes into a bag. Tags: Yuri Tokisaki Words: 411 MADE BY Captain OF The World is Ours

Twitch. Yuri's left eye made such a motion, though she did well to control it; yes, she did have some growing to do, apparently. What a pleasant thing to be reminded of.

Her own chest was actually quite near average size, she figured--maybe just a tiny bit over--yet she still felt envious of people like Reine. That was part of the reason she wore loose clothing most of the time; as comfortable as she was around other people, Yuri wasn't too confident in her own body, despite being in spectacular shape. It was more along the lines of lacking the level of natural beauty that people like her gorgeous photography teacher had. There were all kinds of words one could use to describe those people, whereas the best she could come up with for herself was just "cute."

"... Maybe some day," Yuri replied, releasing the woman's hand and settling into a more relaxed posture. If her mother was any indication, she probably wouldn't develop to quite the extent that Reine had, but hey, she could hope. And if not, she'd make sure to get pleeeenty of nice pictures so that she could also imagine. Hell, why bother worrying over her own body when she could ogle someone else's?

On that subject, after nodding in agreement to finally get to work, Yuri stepped on toward a box sitting nearby in preparation for picking it up. Her attention was stolen by the act performed by her beloved teacher, though, and for a few seconds, she found herself staring as Reine leaned over to pick up those supplies. Wasn't the supplies she was looking at, but her teacher again.

Damn, the view from behind was amazing too. Yuri never paid explicit attention to Reine over anyone else before today, but the more time they spent together, the more attractive she found the woman. Seriously, how could someone really be that hot?

Nngh... Back to work, Yuri told herself, tearing her eyes away from her teacher's alluring bottom and moving to lift the box. She could tell by now that this was going to be a long night.

... Hey, cleaning wasn't the only thing they could do all ni-

No, Yuri.