Fuckit, lap pillow time.

Considering you're going to be perpetually naked until you finish this, you figure you have nothing to lose at the moment. You take a deep breath and walk over to the edge of the pool, struggling to use one hand to pull yourself out and the other to contain your hard penis, which in its currently aroused state is a bit too large to hide with one hand. Hina politely looks away, her face as red as your's.

You pull yourself into a sitting position on the edge of the pool next to her, noting how weird the moist and cool tile feels on your bare ass and thighs. Then, awkwardly, you lean to your side and rest your head on Hina's pillowy thighs.

Despite the potential awkwardness of the situation, the Ultimate Swimmer smiles cheerfully, her hand moving to play with your hair and massage at your scalp in a soothing, nurturing manner. Your hands remain tightly clamped on your naked erection, though it's so hard it's a bit too tumescent to comfortably contain with only two gamer's hands, the head throbbing just over your grasp and leaking a torrent of pre-cum onto your fingers. Hina seems to pay it little mind, though you don't know if she's forgotten or is just trying to ignore it.

"You know, since you're here, I think that means the murders don't have to happen, which means I don't have to watch my friends die..." Hina begins. "I think it's really horrible that you have to go through this even though you're kinda saving us..."

Her other hand finds your shoulder, giving it a little rup. As her arms work to pamper you, her movements cause her breasts, large and barely concealed in her ill-fitting bikini, to wiggle like gelatin molds. It almost looks like she could have a wardrobe malfunction at any moment, but surely Monokuma would prevent that or punish you for it... right?

Hina glances at your crotch, doing a double-take at the angry, purple, leaking head above your grasp. You self-consciously adjust your hands to cover it, causing your balls to pop out instead. Can't win, can you? Her face goes red again and she bites her lip, pointing at it. "Did you, um... want me to try and, ya know... take care of that? I did cause it, and, uh... I know I'm not all that attractive and I have no experience, but... I can at least try, if you'll let me?

You're not an uncompassionate guy. You kinda wanna make her feel beautiful, even though that'd mean taking the lead while naked. But she's also offering you a free lap pillow handjob, which would be a good way to bond, and you might be too horny to refuse that expectant look on her face. But you're as much of a virgin as she is, so maybe it'd be a good idea to end this awkwardness and find a different activity to bond over. And finally, Monokuma never did make it all that clear what punishment you'd get if one of the girls had a wardrobe malfunction in your presence...