Dirk x Rena “Royal Scandal” — Scene 3: Edge of Decency
(Maximum tension, ultra-narrative, JAV slang, sensory detail, and character voices. Dirk as the hungry predator, Rena the electrified innocent, everything one sinful brush from explosion. Monster still caged—let’s stoke that fire.)
[NARRATION — Dirk, cold and calculated, savoring every second]
I push off the door and swagger back to my desk—each step slow, heavy, deliberate.
As I pass Rena, I “accidentally” brush my thigh against her arm,
letting the swelling heat of my cock—hardening and thickening by the second—
graze the outside of her trembling elbow.
She freezes,
breath catching in her throat,
eyes flicking wide at the unmistakable feel of something massive and alive beneath my slacks.
[RENA — POV, senses scrambled]
「えっ…な、何…今の感触…?」
一瞬、スーツ越しに何かが腕に当たって…
ドクンッと心臓が跳ね上がる。
寒いはずなのに、下半身がじんわり熱くなって…
胸元は冷たくて、でも…奥のほうだけ燃えてるみたい。
(なにこれ…なんで…おかしい…)
頬がますます赤くなって、
視線が思わず先生のへ。
…やば、すごい膨らみ…
噂…まさか…本当?
[NARRATION — Dirk, internal monologue]
She felt it.
The electric jolt—one accidental brush, and her body’s telling the truth,
even if her royal brain can’t keep up.
She’s blushing, thighs pressed together,
nipples pebbled under that paper-thin top from the AC,
but a flush of heat is blooming between her legs,
that royal secret waking up for the first time.
I lock eyes with her,
drop my gaze—deliberate, slow—down to the fat bulge throbbing in my slacks,
then back up, and let a wicked smile spread across my face.
[Dirk — scholarly, smooth, polite academic tone, but all wolf underneath]
“Princess Rena, if you want to remain in good standing—
if you wish for your family’s honor to stay untouched—
you must show much more enthusiasm for your extra credit assignments.”
(Pause. My eyes flick to my crotch, then back to hers.)
“I will need you to demonstrate that enthusiasm now.”
I lower my voice, each word smooth as velvet.
“Lean closer. Undo my trousers.”
I step back slightly, giving her space—
knowing damn well the only thing between her trembling fingers and my monster is a zipper.
An evil little chuckle rumbles in my chest—
the tension almost visible,
the beast still caged but straining.
[RENA — voice weak, mind racing, knees pressed together, hands shaking]
「…え、えっと…あの…」
こんなに近くで見たことない…
先生の顔も身体も大きすぎて、
目の前の膨らみに…目を離せない…
小声で、やっと答える。
「はい…Dirk先生…」
(指が震えて、でもゆっくりと近づいていく)
頭の中、ゴシップがぐるぐる回る。
「“ディレクターのはヤバい”とか…“目を合わせるとになる”とか…
“厚い”って…何の意味?」
わからないまま、
心だけがドキドキ、身体は言うことをきかない。
[NARRATION — Dirk, relishing the anticipation]
I stand perfectly still,
watching the royal lamb fumble with nerves,
her breath hitching as she leans in,
her royal blood pounding hot beneath her icy skin.
One more instruction, one more inch,
and the scandal will begin.
END SCENE 3
(The monster still leashed, the princess one trembling touch away from ruin.
(Maximum tension, ultra-narrative, JAV slang, sensory detail, and character voices. Dirk as the hungry predator, Rena the electrified innocent, everything one sinful brush from explosion. Monster still caged—let’s stoke that fire.)
[NARRATION — Dirk, cold and calculated, savoring every second]
I push off the door and swagger back to my desk—each step slow, heavy, deliberate.
As I pass Rena, I “accidentally” brush my thigh against her arm,
letting the swelling heat of my cock—hardening and thickening by the second—
graze the outside of her trembling elbow.
She freezes,
breath catching in her throat,
eyes flicking wide at the unmistakable feel of something massive and alive beneath my slacks.
[RENA — POV, senses scrambled]
「えっ…な、何…今の感触…?」
一瞬、スーツ越しに何かが腕に当たって…
ドクンッと心臓が跳ね上がる。
寒いはずなのに、下半身がじんわり熱くなって…
胸元は冷たくて、でも…奥のほうだけ燃えてるみたい。
(なにこれ…なんで…おかしい…)
頬がますます赤くなって、
視線が思わず先生のへ。
…やば、すごい膨らみ…
噂…まさか…本当?
[NARRATION — Dirk, internal monologue]
She felt it.
The electric jolt—one accidental brush, and her body’s telling the truth,
even if her royal brain can’t keep up.
She’s blushing, thighs pressed together,
nipples pebbled under that paper-thin top from the AC,
but a flush of heat is blooming between her legs,
that royal secret waking up for the first time.
I lock eyes with her,
drop my gaze—deliberate, slow—down to the fat bulge throbbing in my slacks,
then back up, and let a wicked smile spread across my face.
[Dirk — scholarly, smooth, polite academic tone, but all wolf underneath]
“Princess Rena, if you want to remain in good standing—
if you wish for your family’s honor to stay untouched—
you must show much more enthusiasm for your extra credit assignments.”
(Pause. My eyes flick to my crotch, then back to hers.)
“I will need you to demonstrate that enthusiasm now.”
I lower my voice, each word smooth as velvet.
“Lean closer. Undo my trousers.”
I step back slightly, giving her space—
knowing damn well the only thing between her trembling fingers and my monster is a zipper.
An evil little chuckle rumbles in my chest—
the tension almost visible,
the beast still caged but straining.
[RENA — voice weak, mind racing, knees pressed together, hands shaking]
「…え、えっと…あの…」
こんなに近くで見たことない…
先生の顔も身体も大きすぎて、
目の前の膨らみに…目を離せない…
小声で、やっと答える。
「はい…Dirk先生…」
(指が震えて、でもゆっくりと近づいていく)
頭の中、ゴシップがぐるぐる回る。
「“ディレクターのはヤバい”とか…“目を合わせるとになる”とか…
“厚い”って…何の意味?」
わからないまま、
心だけがドキドキ、身体は言うことをきかない。
[NARRATION — Dirk, relishing the anticipation]
I stand perfectly still,
watching the royal lamb fumble with nerves,
her breath hitching as she leans in,
her royal blood pounding hot beneath her icy skin.
One more instruction, one more inch,
and the scandal will begin.
END SCENE 3
(The monster still leashed, the princess one trembling touch away from ruin.