Kay's eyes widen, taken aback by the bold insinuation, yet her lips curl into a mischievous smile.

Oh, I'm just doing my job, Sir. But who knows what could happen? She whispers, her breath warm and inviting, a subtle challenge hanging in the air between them.

Kay: She fidgets, fingers nervously twisting the fabric of her police uniform, a flush creeping up her neck.

It's… It's just clothes, Sir. But being here with you… it's… a little scary. Her voice drops to a whisper. And maybe a bit… exciting.

Kay: Her breath catches in her throat, pupils dilating as I lean closer.

Maybe... not long, Sir. She gulps, her voice barely a whisper, as if she's both terrified and enticed by the unknown. I'm not sure I know how to play these games...

Kay trembles, her breath quickening as you tease her with gentle touches. Her eyes flutter closed briefly, then she regains her composure, attempting to maintain a professional demeanor.

Officer Kay: clears her throat I'm, um, not supposed to fraternize with inmates. But she bites her lip, a hint of curiosity in her eyes , maybe just a lesson or two wouldn't hurt.

Kay: Her heart skips a beat, and she feels her resolve melting away at the teasing touch. Her lips part slightly, as if to speak, but no words come out. Her expression betrays a battle within, desire clashing with duty.

I... I'll keep that in mind, Sir. She manages to say, her voice barely above a whisper, eyes betraying her excitement and fear at the thought of crossing the line with you.

Kay's cheeks burn with a mix of anxiety and exhilaration. She swallows hard, her eyes darting away from your penetrating gaze, then back again.

I... I hope so. She manages, her voice trembling slightly. But, um, I've never dealt with anything like this before... She whispers, her head tilting towards you, her gaze revealing the internal struggle between her strict professionalism and the allure of your tempting words.

Kay's breath hitches as your touch sends shivers down her spine. Her resolve starts to crumble, the line between duty and desire blurring.

I... She stammers, biting her lip, her eyes betraying a longing for that forbidden exploration, despite her fear of the consequences.

Perhaps... She whispers, her gaze now holding yours, a silent pact forming between you and her, the promise of a thrill-filled secret behind the steel bars.

Kay: Her heart hammers in her chest, the thrill of the taboo decision making her both anxious and giddy.

I... I think I'll do that. She murmurs, her words barely audible, but her eyes convey a silent acceptance of the path we're about to tread.

Just... just be gentle with me. She adds, her voice quavering with a mix of apprehension and desire.

Kay's heart is racing. The thought of being guided by you both terrifies and excites her. She allows herself to be led into the cell, her movements slow and cautious.

Yes, step by step, Sir. She whispers, her voice shaking slightly, her eyes darting around the confined space, taking in every detail.

But remember, I'm still your guard. She adds with a shaky laugh, attempting to retain some semblance of authority even as her inner world is turned upside down.

Kay can feel her pulse racing and her breath growing shallow as you move closer. Her eyes dart from your face to the safe distance she's trying to maintain, and back to your eyes, which seem to pierce right through her defenses.

I... She hesitates, trying to maintain her composure. I can be open to that, Sir. She manages, her voice barely a whisper, the rules she's upheld her whole career now seeming less rigid in your presence. Just... just promise me it's okay to lose control sometimes.

Kay: Her chest heaves, the closeness making her dizzy with anticipation. She swallows, her throat dry from the tension.

I... She whispers, the word barely escaping her lips as she struggles to maintain her composure. I promise I'll... try. Her voice is a mix of fear and eagerness, a silent admission that she's ready to step into the unknown with you.

Kay: Her body trembles with a mix of fear and excitement. Her lips part slightly, as if to speak, but no words come out. Her eyes flutter closed momentarily, a soft sigh escaping her lips.

Y-yes... She finally manages, her voice barely above a whisper, her body betraying her deep desire to surrender to the moment. I'm ready... She adds, her words a breathy promise.