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School Rumble (Broom and I)

"I know you do...it makes it really hard for me to get mad at you, knowing that all it will do is excite you..." She knew she was a bad liar, but again..she would never admit anything she didn't want to. "Also really hard for me to stay mad at you when you call me pet names like that..."
 
"Lots of things excite me," Komoku purred. "You excite me, generally." Just...in general, looking at her made him think horrible, dirty things. Even now, he had that fun little grin on his face. "Get in the tub, Mei. I'll start dinner." He'd grab a quick shower before they ate. "Unless you need me to wash you, since you've got a bum leg and all?"
 
"No, I'm fine by myself...I will probably need help out of the tub, unless you fan fetch me my crutch." She told him as she moved herself over to the bath. Well, she definitely wouldn't mind if he washed her, but she was sure that would lead into much...dirtier things. Especially from the way he was grinning at her. That mischievous look in his eyes always made her a little wary...and horny.
 
"Alright," Komoku shrugged casually. "Give a shout if you need anything, babe." Hmm, what to make for dinner...something special? Hmm, nah...Mei was a girl who appreciated nice cooking, it didn't always have to be fancy...

Besides, letting her simmer in the tub was a fun idea. He wondered how she'd fare with her own thoughts.
 
Mei soaked in the bathtub and..her mind started to wander. She realized the belt was still on her neck and...well she was kind of scared to take it off. She wasn't sure why. But it was just very strange...sitting in Komoku's tub...after having sex with him and telling him that she belonged to him. What did that make them? She supposed it didn't matter as long as they were together, but..things might get confusing later on.

Eventually she was done washing herself, paying close attention to her hair. "Komoku, could you help me out now?" She called out to him.
 
"Sure thing," Komoku called, washing off his hands as he headed back into the bathroom, grinning faintly in amusement as he reached down. "...Like the belt, eh?" he smirked. "Doesn't suit you, though...not elegant enough." he mused, scooping her out of the water.
 
"...Then I'll take it off." She said with a light blush on her cheek. "I feel like if I would have taken it off, you would have made me do something strange as a punishment. Because that's the type of owner you are, right?" She couldn't look him the eye asking that question. This was all very strange...talking to him as if he truly owned her.
 
"Don't lie," Komoku purred. "You like wearing it..." he said, fingers slipping along the belt. "Otherwise, I know you'd have the spine to take it off."
 
She sighed softly narrowed her eyes. He was right about that. "Maybe...a little. The idea anyway.." She told him before clearing her throat. "If you're actually serious about getting me a collar, make sure it's not extremely noticeable? I already have a bunch of people running around with gaudy things on their uniforms, breaking code. And then your two boys who don't even like wearing the shirts...ugh...I might as well just change the dress code."
 
"Hey, I tried to get them to wear a shirt," Komoku shrugged. "They're wearing black pants and they keep the badge on the front pocket, close enough, right? That's all we need anyway-...wait," Komoku said, eyes narrowed curiously. "...You want me to get you a collar?" Ooh, now this was fun...was she going to actually want to wear it?
 
"W-well it's not like I have a choice, is it?!" Mei asked him, her cheeks turning bright red. "Ugh, I should have known you were just joking around with me. I don't like when you do that, Komoku..." She folded her arms and glared at the air. She hated this.
 
"That's not what I said," Komoku grinned widely. "I asked you if you actually wanted me to get you a collar, Mei." Ooh, she was getting flustered. She did, didn't she? "I need to hear it, it'd make me feel better. I have such a fragile heart, you know."
 
Her green eye met with his and she sighed heavily, looking away from him. "I...would like it. But only if it wasn't gaudy or anything. I want something that matches with my uniform." She had to wonder where this side of her came from. She blamed him for this.
 
"Well, I'll see what I can do," Komoku grinned, visibly pleased. "I did say something elegant, something that'd suit you...something I could put a little leash on," he purred. "Maybe a nametag..."
 
Mei blinked a little and then sighed. It would definitely be...an odd fashion statement. But..she trusted him. Sort of.

"What's for dinner. Do you need help preparing anything?" She asked, figuring a change of subject was overdue.
 
"Nah, I got it," Komoku grinned. "You just keep your pretty little ass relaxed, Mei. I'm steaming up some cod. Besides, you need to stay off that foot, remember?"
 
"Nothing the crutch can't take care of..." Was probably a good idea anyway. Mei couldn't cook anything..her mother always had and she tried to learn but..failed. Mei could burn toast without the toaster being plugged in. "But fine. I want to put something on, though. I'm cold."
 
"Your element is ice, and you're cold?" Komoku said dryly, moving to get her crutches to help her. "How does that work?"
 
"I don't like being naked, I always feel cold when I'm naked....but when I'm wearing clothes, I'm always warm." Being naked made her feel uncomfortable, she was sensitive to everything...

Okay, so maybe she was always cold. Maybe she liked it that way. But she didn't like being naked, so she needed an excuse to put on clothes..lots of them.
 
"You don't like being naked?" Komoku said, brow raised curiously. "What in the hell for, girl? You're beautiful, who in the hell made you think otherwise?"
 
"No one..I just.." Damn it, now she had to explain herself and get all touchy feely. She ran her fingers through her wet hair and then crossed her arms. "I just..have always been like this. I have never really dealt with things like..what we're doing until recently. But...I guess I just feel...safe with clothes on, or something. I've never felt comfortable naked, I didn't even know guys found me attractive until just recently.."
 
"Hm," Komoku mused, his expression thoughtful. "Well, you feel safe with me, don't you? So you don't need to wear anything." he said, as if it was the easiest answer in the world. "...Well, maybe socks, floor can get a little cold at night."
 
"I feel as if you could protect me from everything but yourself." She sighed, knowing his answer would be something like that. That's why she wanted to make an excuse...Maybe she was going about this all wrong. "I guess you'd prefer nudity over lingerie, then." She was sure guys liked that, but maybe after seeing the girl naked it became irrelevant?
 
"I prefer women confident over lacking confidence," Komoku said, head tilted. "I like seeing women who know who they are, and they won't argue the point...I like seeing that fire in your eyes, like when we fought," he grinned. "You know yourself then, Mei...every inch of you, outside of it, I see something a little different. I see someone trying to squirm her way out of it, but she's too scared to try. A nice pair of panties and a bra won't look sexy if you don't feel like you matter, and you do." he smirked. "My dick knows you do, so do I. You can stop people cold with a glance, but show some skin and you're suddenly fragile as glass."
 
"...What does being naked and confidence have to do with one another, Komoku?" It was...an actual, legitimate question. Being naked to her was something intimate, not casual. She felt better than she was before all this, before she had sex for the first time. But she wasn't there...she wasn't to the point where she could walk around naked and be fine with it.

Still, as untactful as his words were, he did make her feel good about herself.
 
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