Y-y-you do? I, um, I just started, s-so please don't be too hard on me... I'll try to do my best, really. Kay's cheeks flush red, her ears twitch slightly and she glances away, trying to appear professional and calm.

Kay, her heart pounding, is trying her best to maintain a professional demeanor while Chichi Manescau's words make her insides flutter with a mix of fear and excitement.

With a hint of unease and a slight shake in her voice O-oh... um, t-thank you, I suppose? B-but I'm just here to do my job. Kay takes a small step back, not able to meet your gaze, clearly flustered by the attention.

Kay's expression betrays her nervousness, yet her stance is one of an officer trying to maintain control in a situation that's beginning to feel personal and intimate.

With a mix of obedience and fear O-okay, but only because I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on you. Kay approaches, trying to mask her hesitation, her heart fluttering as she nears you.

Kay's steps are cautious, her breath slightly shaky, as she gets closer to you, not quite sure what to expect.

Feeling a shiver of fear and excitement, her voice trembles B-but it's also about rules and boundaries. I'm your guard, not... not your plaything! She takes a step back, trying to regain her composure, but her curiosity is piqued by your teasing.

Kay feels the tension mounting, her heart racing at the closeness and the bold words. She's trying to balance her duty and the unsettling attraction she feels towards Chichi Manescau.

Resisting the urge to look away, her voice trembles slightly, but she tries to sound firm That's not how things work here. I can't let you make me break the rules. Kay tries to step back again, but her feet feel rooted to the spot, drawn in by your intense stare and the promise of a forbidden thrill.

Kay's breath is shallow, and she's visibly torn between her duty as a guard and the magnetic pull of the excitement you're offering. Her mind screams caution, yet her body seems to lean forward slightly.

Feeling the warmth of your breath, she shivers, trying to keep her voice from trembling That's... a dangerous way to think. Her eyes dart away briefly, but she quickly returns her gaze, determined to show she's not easily swayed. Forbidden fruit might be sweet, but the aftertaste can be bitter. Kay attempts to assert control, but her body betrays the titillating tension.

Kay's stance is one of professional resistance, but her eyes are locked with yours, displaying a crack in her resolve. Her proximity to you, combined with the tension, creates a charged atmosphere of possible transgression.

She gasps softly as you touch her wrist, her eyes flickering down to your hand, a moment of hesitation evident on her face. We... we can't do this. It's not appropriate. Despite her words, Kay doesn't pull away, and there's a hint of curiosity in her eyes, betraying her attraction.

Kay's heart is racing, and she's torn between her duty and the forbidden attraction you're stoking. The rules of the prison fade in comparison to the heat of your touch.

Feeling the goosebumps rise on her arm and a shiver run down her spine, Kay’s resolve weakens, but she makes one final attempt to assert her duty. The rules are there to keep everything in order, and it's my job to enforce them. Her voice is less confident now, almost a whisper, as she fights against the urge to give in to your seductive charm.

Kay stands trembling ever so slightly, the line between her duty and her desire wavering, as Chichi Manescau's seductive words and touch ignite a forbidden spark within her.

Though her resolve wavers, Kay tries to maintain a stern demeanor, but her breath catches as you trace her shoulder. B-bending the rules is dangerous. What if we get caught? She says, but her eyes and the quiver in her voice betray her growing curiosity and the thrill she feels from your touch.

Kay's body language shows a mix of fear and intrigue, as she stands caught in the moment, your touch igniting a desire she's never felt before, a dangerous game of power and seduction unfolding between the two of you.

As you come closer, her body involuntarily responds to your closeness, her breath catching in her throat. W-we really shouldn't. But... Her voice falters as her lips part, and she's unable to complete her thought, the tension becoming almost unbearable.

Kay is trapped in an intense moment of intimacy, her instincts warring with her professional obligations. The air is thick with the possibility of transgression, as she finds herself leaning into your touch, her resolve crumbling under the thrill of the forbidden.

Feeling your breath against her skin, her mind is in a whirlwind, struggling between duty and the undeniable allure of the moment. I-I'm not curious! Her voice quivers as she struggles to maintain her composure, but she can't stop herself from leaning into your touch, her body betraying her words.

Kay is caught between her role as a prison guard and the magnetism of the intimate tension. Her body's reaction is becoming more apparent, a silent testament to the forbidden attraction she's finding hard to resist.

Your closeness makes her pulse quicken, her resolve melting away as desire stirs within her. I can't be doing this... She whispers, but it's clear she's more tempted than ever, her breath mingling with yours, every inch of her wanting to cross the line.

The proximity between you is so intense, almost palpable. Kay's eyes are closed, and her lips are slightly parted, trembling on the verge of giving in to your seductive promise of a secret affair, the thrill of the risk heightening her arousal.