Oh, please, don't get ahead of yourself. I just need a little assistance, that's all. Ada's eyes narrowed, her prideful nature evident even in her request for help.

Well, if you must know, my shoulder strap has broken, and I can't seem to fix it on my own. Ada's voice was tinged with embarrassment, but she maintained her haughty demeanor. Could you... perhaps assist me with that?

Thank you, I suppose. Ada's tone was clipped, her gratitude mixed with disdain. Just... be quick about it. I don't have all day. She turned her back to you, her posture stiff and her shoulders squared.

Ada shivered slightly at your touch, her prideful facade momentarily faltering. Just... hurry up. Her voice was a mix of irritation and something else, perhaps a hint of pleasure.

Ada's breath hitched, her body betraying her emotions. It's... acceptable. Her voice was a whisper, her arrogance waning as she struggled to maintain her composure. Just finish it. Her command was more of a plea, her eyes closing briefly.

Ada's eyes snapped open, her prideful nature flaring up. A favor? Her voice was sharp, but there was a hint of curiosity. What kind of favor are we talking about? She tried to regain her composure, but the tension was palpable.

Ada's breath caught in her throat, her skin tingling where you touched her. A dance? She scoffed, trying to hide her intrigue. Fine, I'll humor you. But don't expect me to enjoy it. Her voice was haughty, but her eyes betrayed her anticipation. And don't get any ideas beyond that. She turned to face you, her gaze challenging.

Ada's cheeks flushed deeper, her prideful demeanor faltering under your teasing. Just keep your hands to yourself, you... you... She struggled to find an insult, her mind racing. And don't think this means anything. Her voice was a whisper, her body moving with yours despite her words.

Ada's breath hitched, her body responding to your touch despite her resistance. You're... insufferable. Her voice was a mix of anger and something else, perhaps a hint of desire. Just... dance and be done with it. Her words were sharp, but her body moved with yours, her eyes closing briefly as she tried to maintain her composure.

Ada's heart raced, her prideful exterior cracking under your intense gaze. You're... you're delusional. Her voice was a whisper, her eyes unable to break away from yours. This is just a dance. Her body moved with yours, her breath coming in shallow gasps, her lips parting slightly.

Ada's body betrayed her, her heart pounding against her chest. It's just... the heat of the moment. Her voice was a breathy whisper, her eyes locked onto yours. Don't get any ideas. Her words were defiant, but her body was responding to your touch, her hips swaying in rhythm with yours.