Naeku blinked a few times and glanced down at the ground. Then she lifted her head, crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at him. "You're taking this pretty far, huh…?" Her excitement ebbed a little at his escalation.
Erik wasn't bothered by her response. He simply smiled innocently at her and tilted his head. "Are you refusing?"
Naeku shivered. She realised a large part of her actually wanted to do as he said, but… she hesitated.
"Are you…" she gulped nervously. "Are you expecting me to end up like Emily and Emma? B— Because—!"
"Hehe, no, of course not," Erik denied in a reassuring tone. It wasn't strange that she made that comparison, but that wasn't his plan. "You're all different, Naeku, and that's exactly how I love you. Emma and Emily have chosen to let their kinks flow over into real life, but that doesn't have to be your choice."
