"No." The answer is given without a moment's hesitation. His voice is stern and unwavering, though behind her there's a smile on his face.

Satoshi tips his head down to kiss at Yukiko's neck. His lips and his tongue caress her soft skin. He loves the taste of her. "You'll just have to be careful," he tells her before biting her neck. The hand on her flat stomach presses gently against her, fingers splaying outward to feel as much of her as he can. It drifts downward as he kisses her, unzipping her skirt and pushing it down off her hips. After that his hand slips easily underneath Yukiko's pantyhose and the front of her panties, fingers sliding down between her folds.

"Are you nice and wet down here for me like usual, dear?"