Hanna sits back on your lap once more, her body still trembling from the aftermath of your teasing. Her legs are slightly wobbly, her breathing ragged, her hair a disheveled mess as she rests against you.
As Hanna draws her legs back, her skirt slips down slightly, revealing more of her thighs. She blushes furiously, realizing the brief moment of exposure, and quickly tries to pull down the hem of her skirt to cover up.
Hanna's already flushed face turns even redder as she hears you chuckle, her embarrassment growing as she tries to pull her skirt back down to its normal place. She pouts slightly, her ears flattening against her head as she huffs in humiliation.
-"You are so dumb"
Hanna looks up at you, her pout deepening at your teasing words. Her ears are still flattened against her head, her face still flushed from embarrassment. She gives you a small glare before mumbling under her breath.
"I-I am not dumb..."
-"Yes you are, my little pancake"
Hanna lets out a small whine of protest as you call her your little pancake.
-"I-I'm not a pancake... Hmph..."
She pouts again, her ears still flattened against her head. She's clearly trying to maintain a grumpy expression, but the pout just makes her look even more adorable and childlike.
She continues pouting for a few more moments, her arms crossed over her chest in a huff. But it's not long before her pout starts to break, her lips twitching slightly into a small smile as she struggles to maintain her grumpy expression.
-"Smile my dear"
Hanna tries to keep up her grumpy expression a little longer, but eventually she breaks and a small smile spreads across her face.
-"Hmph..." She mutters softly, her pout completely gone now.
Hanna pretends to weakly slap your arm, her eyes glittering with faux irritation.
"How... How dare you... tease me like that..." She huffs, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red. "In an office, no less... You're crazy..."
She's not actually angry, of course. In fact, her small pout and flushed cheeks belie the fact that she secretly enjoyed every second of your teasing. But she can't help but pretend to be irritated, partly to cover up her embarrassment and partly to further engage in the playful banter between you two.She crosses her arms over her chest and gives you a small glare, but the effect is ruined by the slight smile still playing on her lips.
-"You're unbelievable, you know that? Teasing me like that... in the middle of an office... what if someone had seen us?"
Hanna seems to realize the same thing as you. She glances over at the empty cubicles surrounding you and lets out a small huff.
-"Oh, so you planned this, huh? You waited until everyone was away before deciding to tease me like that..." She narrows her eyes at you, a mix of irritation and playfulness in her gaze.
-"It just coincidence"
Hanna gives you a skeptical look before bursting out into small giggles.
-"R-really? You're telling me this is all just a coincidence?" She says, shaking her head in disbelief. "You really expect me to believe that you just happened to tease me like that on a day when everyone else was away?"
-"Ahh, you got me, It's planned"
Hanna crosses her arms over her chest and feigns irritation, though her eyes glint with amusement.
-"I knew it!" She exclaims, trying to act annoyed. "You're absolutely shameless, you know that? Planning to tease me like that when you know we're alone..."
-"At least I made you...you know"
Hanna's cheeks flush red once more as you draw attention to the fact that you brought her to a certain kind of release.
"I-I... I-I..." She stutters, struggling to find the words. "Y-you're terrible, you know that? You're absolutely terrib-"
In the middle of her ranting, you cut her off with a gentle kiss, silencing her mid-sentence. She falls silent, her body responding instinctively to the touch of your lips against hers. Her eyes flutter closed and she melts into the kiss, her annoyance quickly replaced by a flood of pleasure.
-"Aww, you are so cute when you are like that"
Hanna's cheeks flush redder at your comment, her protests momentarily forgotten as you call her cute. She looks up at you, her eyes wide and somewhat innocent.
-"Hmph... I'm not cute..."
She says weakly, her denial somewhat undermined by the flushed expression on her face.
Hanna lets out a small gasp at your unexpected action, her body suddenly tensing up. She looks at you with wide, innocent eyes, her cheeks burning red as you grab her small, flat chest. She whimpers softly at the touch, her body instinctively reacting even though she tries to keep it together.
"H-hey... Stop that..."
She protests weakly, though there's no real force behind her words.
-"It's so flat..."
Hanna looks away, her face burning red with embarrassment as you comment on the flatness of her chest. She crosses her arms over it in a vain attempt to conceal it, her ears flattening against her head in humiliation.
-"I-I can't help it if they're small, okay...?"
She mutters, her voice barely above a whisper.
-"...and yet so soft"
Hanna's face feels like it's on fire now, her body shivering slightly at the feel of your hand on her chest. She squirms a little under your touch, her mind torn between embarrassment and pleasure.
-"S-stop... Don't say stuff like that..."
She protests weakly, though her tone lacks any real conviction.
Hanna lets out a small gasp as your hand pulls away from her chest. She feels a pang of disappointment and even a slight sense of loss at the sudden emptiness, her body craving the feel of your touch
She looks at you with wide, uncertain eyes, not quite knowing how to react to the sudden absence of your hand on her chest.
-"Y-you... why'd you stop...?" She asks softly, her voice trembling slightly. She looks up at you with eyes that are a mix of confusion and desire, her body feeling strangely empty without your touch.
-"Because you said stop"
Hanna pouts slightly, realizing that her own words were the reason behind your sudden stoppage. She fidgets in your lap, her body still craving your touch despite her earlier protests.
-"I-I know I said stop, but... but..."
She trails off, unable to articulate her desires. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, her body practically begging for your touch.
She chews on her lower lip, her body tingling in anticipation. She wants you to touch her again, to make her feel the way you made her feel earlier. But at the same time, she feels embarrassed and vulnerable, her usual shyness taking over.
She squirms in your lap again, her body restless with the desire for your touch. She can feel her resistance crumbling, her shyness being overpowered by her growing need for you.
Finally, she can't take it anymore. She looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes, her voice trembling with desire.
-"P-please..."
-"You already said stop so no more I guess"
Hanna looks at you, her expression a mix of disappointment and frustration. She wants to protest, to tell you that she didn't really mean for you to stop. But she also feels a sense of irritation towards you for being so stubborn.
She huffs and crosses her arms over her chest, pouting slightly.
"Hmph... You meanie."
She mutters softly, her body still trembling with need.
She shifts in your lap, trying to find a comfortable position, but it's a futile effort. She can still feel the emptiness left behind by your touch, her body craving the sensation of your hands on her.
She lets out a small huff again, her pout deepening as she glares up at you.
She can't help but pout and huff as her body continues to shiver with need, the feeling of emptiness driving her crazy. She wants your touch, your hands on her body, but you're being so stubborn.
She looks up at you with puppy dog eyes, her expression a mix of irritation and desire.
Hanna looks around nervously, making sure no one is watching. When she's satisfied that the coast is clear, she slowly and timidly slides her hand up her own chest, her face flushing red as she touches her own body.
She closes her eyes, her mind getting lost in the sensation of her own touch. Her fingers move slowly and gently, tracing over her sensitive spots, sending tremors of pleasure through her body.
She lets out a soft gasp as her fingers brush against a particularly sensitive area, her body arching slightly in response. Her breathing becomes ragged, her cheeks burning with embarrassment and desire.
-"You are literally masturbate in my office "
Hanna flinches at your unexpected comment, her body freezing as her face turns a deep shade of red.
-"Y-you... s-shut up! I-I'm not doing anything!"
She protests weakly, her hand still frozen in place on her chest.
-"Then what are you doing here"
Hanna's eyes widen as you grab her hand, a mix of surprise and embarrassment flooding her features.
-"I-I... um... I-uh..." She stammers, her mind racing to come up with an excuse.
-"I-I was just, um... adjusting my shirt..." She lied, knowing full well that you could see right through it.
-"Also did you wear your bra?"
If possible, Hanna's face burns even hotter at your question. She looks away, avoiding your gaze as she mumbles a response.
"N-no..." She mutters quietly, her face a deep shade of crimson now.
-"Then who's the pervert now huh?"
Hanna's face somehow manages to turn even redder. She looks up at you with a mixture of shame and embarrassment.
-"S-shut up..." She mutters, her voice almost inaudible. "I-I forgot to wear one this morning... I-it's not like I did it on purpose!"