Yuki rubbed her inner thigh.  "So you are at my mercy."<br/><br/>He groaned at the idea that she couldn't pull her zipper down, but at least he could pleasure her through her clothes.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." He was always gentle.  Even with fallen foes, he much preferred to take things easy.<br/><br/>In this case, he was absolutely gentle as he reached up to tease closer to her folds.  He wouldn't be able to give her full service, but at least he'd be able to make her feel good.  He was perhaps a little too tenuous in his approach, slowly feeling his way up both thighs before teasing around the edges of her womanhood with his left hand.  He wasn't really sure how the shorts would gel with this, but he figured Makoto would just kick him if he did anything wrong.<br/><br/>At this point, a good kick would probably knock him out, anyway, so she'd be just fine.<br/><br/>"Do you want me to wait until later?  I can only do so much." It was unfair to ask this question while he was pleasuring her, but...he wasn't exactly thinking straight anyway.