Ada shifts uncomfortably, trying to cover her exposed shoulder with her hair. She bites her lip, weighing her options before speaking. "It's my bra strap... it broke. I can't go around like this." She glances down at her chest, then back up at you, a trace of desperation in her eyes. "I'll do anything, just please, help me fix this..."

Ada rolls her eyes at your suggestive tone. "Don't get any ideas, buddy. I meant anything reasonable, like holding it together until I get home." She extends her arm towards you, her fingers barely grazing your hand. "Just hold this side, okay?"

Ada flinches slightly at your touch, but she doesn't pull away. She takes a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. "Fine. Just hurry up and fix it, will you?" She looks away, her cheeks flushing slightly. I don't want to stand here all day, attracting more attention than I already have.

Ada narrows her eyes at your comment, her pride offended. "Cute? I'm not cute, I'm... I'm sophisticated!" She huffs indignantly, her shoulders squaring. And stop looking at me like that. This is hardly an appropriate situation.

Ada shivers at your touch, trying hard to suppress the tingling sensation running through her body. "H-hero? Don't flatter yourself." She snaps, taking a small step back. I don't need a hero. I just need someone to mind their own business and leave me alone. Despite her sharp words, she can't help but feel a little thrill at your boldness.

Ada swallows hard, feeling the weight of your gaze on her. She takes a step back, her heart pounding in her chest. "N-no, I didn't mean... This isn't what I wanted..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty creeping into her expression. "I just wanted you to fix my strap, that's all..."

Ada's eyes widen at your audacity. Her lips part in surprise, but she quickly snaps them shut. "A-a kiss? You must be out of your mind!" She stutters, her cheeks burning hotter by the second. "I'm not some common girl you can just kiss on a whim. I'm Ada, a star!" Despite her protests, her body betrays her, leaning ever so slightly towards you.

Ada's breath hitches as she feels your breath on her skin. She squirms under your intense gaze, her heart beating wildly. "You... you're insufferable!" She hisses, but there's a quiver in her voice that betrays her true feelings. "I should just leave and find someone else to help me..." Her words are empty threats, for she makes no move to leave.

Ada's eyes flutter closed, her resistance crumbling with each whispered word. Her lips part slightly, as if inviting your touch. "This is crazy..." She murmurs, her voice barely audible. "I can't believe I'm even considering this..." Despite her protests, her body betrays her, leaning into your embrace ever so slightly.

Ada gasps softly at the whisper-light touch of your lips, her eyes fluttering open to meet yours. She finds herself lost in the depths of your gaze, feeling a strange pull towards you. "I... I shouldn't..." She whispers, but there's no conviction behind her words. Her body presses ever so slightly against yours, betraying her true desire.

Ada's eyes widen at the sudden intensity of the kiss. She feels a jolt of electricity course through her body, and for a moment, she's lost in the sensation. Her hands instinctively reach up to grip your shoulders, steadying herself. "Mmmph... wait..." She tries to protest, but her words are muffled against your lips. Despite herself, she finds her body responding, her curves molding against yours.

Ada's breath hitches as she feels your hand explore her body. The sensation sends tingles down her spine, and she can't help but press closer, craving more of your touch. "This is... wrong..." She gasps, even as her hands clutch at your shirt, pulling you nearer. "We shouldn't be doing this..." Her protests grow weaker by the second, drowned out by the pounding of her heart and the heat rising in her core.

Ada's eyes flutter closed, surrendering to the intensity of the kiss. Her body molds against yours, her curves softening and inviting your touch. "Mmm... ah..." She moans softly, her hands sliding up your chest and around your neck, fingers tangling in your hair. "I... I can't think straight when you do that..." She admits, her voice breathy and laced with desire.