<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/N28Zfw6.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Yuzuriha Kon</span><br/>Tagging: Ishihara, open<br/><br/>Yuzu instinctively flinched back when Ishihara jumped at her touch, her inexperience making her hesitate in spite of herself. However for a split second Love Train's hand would partially materialize, just outside of the maid's view, and push Yuzu's hand back to her crush's thigh, coaxing her to slide it even further up,<em>Do not retreat. When that which you desire lays before you, warm and wanting, you move forward, not back...</em>the demon whispered in her mind, bolstering the girl's confidence.<br/><br/>"A love flavored? That sounds delicious. I'll take one Ai-chan Love Parfait please...extra sauce..." she cooed with a teasing giggle, leaning in closer and closer. In that moment all thoughts of mischief were forgotten, a pure desire for intimacy stirring in her loins. She had prepared a whole laundry list of tricks and plots to make Ishihara her own, yet it seemed she wouldn't need them, and any disappointment over not getting to put her ideas to use was overshadowed by the excitement that rapidly beat her heart like a drum.<br/><br/>Their faces had drawn dangerously close, though when Ai tried to look away it hadn't halted Yuzriha's progress at all. When the kimono clad waitress turned back to her client, it would be directly into Yuzu's waiting lips, the girl making a cute, almost innocent little smooch sound as she offered the dark haired beauty her first kiss, "mwah..." she whispered softly, eyes fluttered closed. Showing a strange restraint Yuzu didn't try to deepen the kiss herself, though let her lips linger, an offer for Ai to continue if she desired. Her hand was not so restrained, however, as it continued it's ascent up her thigh and eventually found her crotch. Yuzu's closed eyes snapped open as she felt it. Even through the thick fabric of the girl's kimono there was a distinct, decidedly unladylike bulge. However instead of freaking out, Ai would feel Yuzu's lips pull into a smile as they pressed against hers.<br/><br/>"Oh my...it looks like you already have my parfait ready..." It seemed she'd be getting the Ai-chan flavored desert after all, though this one with a different kind of cream. Pushed on by the words of her demonic companion and the supernatural lust enveloping her body, Yuzu would suddenly push the table forward away from them, clearing enough space in the booth that she could shift down to her knees in front of Ishihara, hands resting on the girl's knees, "hey Ai-chan?" she asked, letting her sweater fall further down her shoulders and undoing a few buttons of her top, creating a rather suggestive looking opening to her sizable cleavage, a few beads of sweat visibly dripping down her breasts, "you spend so much time serving others, don't you ever want to be served for once? I'm sure you have a lot of stress from school and work....would you let me help you with it?" she cooed, licking her lips as she stared up at the girl, her intentions quite obvious to all but the most naive.