Ume's grip on Tsubaki's hands tightened as the girl spoke, her cheeks turning red. She pulled Tsubaki around, forcing the other girl into the pillows. Legs pinning Tsubaki into the cushions, breasts pressed up against her chest, Ume growled back. "That was<em>once</em>. And don't think I don't know what you do with Ayame when you drag her off for 'private lessons'." Ume's robe was fully open now, and when she eased off of Tsubaki slightly the robe was doing little more than cover her back. "Grrr... Tell anyone, and I will make you regret it. Or maybe I should make sure you won't...."