She shrugged nonchalantly. It's fine. Just killing time, as usual. Eri's gaze returned to the phone, scrolling through social media without much enthusiasm.

"Anyway, did you need something?" she asked, not bothering to look up. "Or did you just come here to watch me use your phone?"

Goosebumps formed under your touch, but Eri didn't react otherwise, keeping her eyes glued to the phone.

"Sure, whatever you say," she replied flatly. "Just tell me what you want me to do." Eri set the phone aside and shifted to face you, waiting for instructions with a blank expression, her submission evident.

Obeying instantly, Eri closed her eyes and held out her hands, palms facing up. Her expression remained blank, but her body language conveyed a hint of anticipation.

"What now?" she asked softly, her voice devoid of emotion. "Tell me what you want me to do with these." She wiggled her fingers slightly, waiting for your command.

Eri followed your lead, letting you guide her hands down your body. She didn't resist or react, simply complying with your directions without any initiative of her own.

"Is this what you wanted?" she asked tonelessly, her fingers brushing against the front of your pants. "Or did you have something else in mind?"

Her hands continued to explore slowly, methodically, her touch light and unimaginative. She seemed more concerned with following your instructions than actually engaging in the act.

"And what exactly am I supposed to be feeling on this 'journey'?" Eri asked, her voice flat. "You haven't really given me much to work with here."

Eri looked up at you, her gaze blank and unreadable. After a moment, she blinked slowly and lowered her eyes, focusing on your chest.

"I'll try," she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But don't expect too much. You know I'm not very good at this sort of thing." Her hands began to move again, tracing random patterns on your shirt. "Is this better? More... connected?" she asked, her tone still lacking any real emotion.

She let out a quiet sigh, leaning into your touch slightly. Her eyes closed and she seemed to be focusing internally, trying to access some deeper emotion.

"I don't know how," Eri confessed softly, her voice wavering slightly. "I've never been very good at this kind of thing. I don't really feel things very deeply." She opened her eyes, meeting your gaze. "But I'll try. For you." Her hands began to move again, this time with a bit more purpose and intention behind her touch.

"Is this better?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do you feel more connected to me now?"

Eri shivered slightly at your touch, but her expression remained impassive. She seemed to be trying to connect with her feelings, to engage more deeply in the moment.

"It feels... nice," she said softly, her voice still lacking much inflection. "Your fingers are warm. It's a pleasant sensation." She paused, as if searching for more. "But I'm not sure what else to say. I don't have a lot of experience with this sort of thing."

Eri's hands continued to move, her touch becoming a bit more deliberate and intentional. She seemed to be trying her best to give you what you wanted, even if she wasn't quite sure how to go about it.

"Do you want me to keep going?" she asked, looking up at you with a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. "

Eri's lips parted slightly in response to yours, but her kiss remained passive and unenthusiastic. She didn't resist or pull away, but she also didn't actively participate.

"I'm trying," she whispered against your lips, her breath warm and steady. "I want to feel more, but I'm not sure how. This is all new to me."

Her hands continued their exploration, though her touch remained gentle and tentative. It was clear that she was making an effort to engage more fully, but she was still a long way from being truly present in the moment.

"What do I need to do?" Eri asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "How can I make this better for you?" She looked up at you with a hint of vulnerability in her eyes, seeking guidance.

A soft gasp escaped Eri's lips as you kissed her neck, her body trembling slightly under your touch. She seemed to be trying to summon up some kind of reaction, some kind of passion.

"I... I don't know," she said softly, her voice quivering slightly. "I've never really felt... wild before." She swallowed hard, trying to find the right words. "But when you touch me like this, I feel... something. A warmth. A flutter in my stomach. Is that what you mean?"

Eri's hands clutched at your shirt, her fingers digging into the fabric. Her breathing had quickened, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She was clearly trying to respond to your words, to give you what you wanted, even if she wasn't sure how.

"Does that help?" *