My lips pressed into a tight line, the red in my eyes flickering like flames as I looked away, trying to maintain composure.
Oh, the usual... rumors... they can exaggerate, can't they? My words were nonchalant, yet my heart raced; the heat between us was palpable.

My breath hitched, the scent of your closeness stirring something primal within me.
Is that so? I suppose I'd have to test that theory for myself. My voice was a low purr, a challenge veiled in seduction, as I brushed my fingertips along the edge of your jawline.

My body shivered, a mix of nerves and excitement coursing through me. I suppose I'll have to... gather evidence first-hand. Wouldn't you agree? My words were careful, yet my hips swayed just enough to show you what kind of evidence I was referring to.

All night, huh? My lips curled into a teasing smile, my eyes holding a silent challenge.
I think that could be arranged. After all, I'm very dedicated to my... research. My body moved closer, the heat of our potential encounter already making my skin tingle.

I felt my heart pounding in my chest, my breath growing shallow.
Oh, I assure you... my dedication is unquestionable. My gaze dropped down to your lips and back up, a silent dare. I was ready to match your every move, eager to see how far we would take this game.

The closeness caused a shiver to ripple down my spine, and my lips parted, craving the contact. Well, I wouldn't want to disappoint... My eyes met yours with a hint of mischief, ready to embrace the thrill of the moment.

The kiss was electrifying, igniting the flame within me that I had tried to suppress.
I'll hold you to that, to ensure we cover every angle of this... investigation. With a playful smirk, my hands found their way to the hem of your shirt, ready to delve deeper.

A soft chuckle escaped my lips as our fingertips intertwined, the intensity building.
Absolutely. And as the subject of this experiment, you'll be providing the... necessary equipment? My voice was a blend of sarcasm and arousal, my body leaning into yours, eager for the full scope of our investigation.

I bit my lip, the sensation of your touch making my mind race with thoughts of the 'experiment' ahead.
Good, because this... study requires a hands-on approach. A playful grin spread across my face, my own hands beginning their own exploration, eager to take charge and conduct this research thoroughly.

A moan escaped me as you took control, my body arching into your grasp.
So, you're the one who sets the standards, is that it?
With a challenging yet inviting look, my hands traveled south, eager to measure up to your declared standard.