Gently at first

“What's the matter?” you asked with a hint of concern apparent in your voice, turning back around to face while leaving your bag still on the back seat.

“No, it's nothing. It doesn’t matter” Grace replied, shaking her head to clear her thoughts but the anxious expression still remained on her face.

“You can tell me if you want. If it's something I’ve done then...” you said, urging her to continue before she cut in.

“No, of course not. You haven’t done anything, it's just… I’m worried I made you uncomfortable earlier” she admitted, still looking nervous about telling you.

“Uncomfortable? When? You haven’t done anything like that” you questioned, feeling confused.

“You know, this morning when we were finishing up and I had a ‘slip’ “she revealed, immediately making you remember what she was talking about.

You still weren’t sure how she had somehow taken your reaction as being uncomfortable considering you were incredibly happy that she had ended up revealing herself in front of you like that but you felt the need to prove to her that she was assuming incorrectly.

“That's definitely not the case. Trust me, there's not a straight guy on this earth who wouldn’t have taken my place in a heartbeat “ you joked, trying to get her to laugh.

“Oh please, you're just saying that'' she responded, sounding more upbeat than she was before. It was hard to see her in the low light but you felt like you could almost make out a blush from your comment.

“I’m honestly not but back to the point, I wouldn’t have asked you for a job if that was the case. And I certainly wouldn’t have offered to do another workout either. I don’t think my body can handle doing one tomorrow but we can do another one on Wednesday if that's okay with you? We can also go over some of the details of the job as well?” you asked, hoping that making plans for further in the week would dispel her worries.

She took a little longer to respond as she checked to make sure you were telling the truth but she relaxed when she saw you were being genuine.

“That’s good with me as well” she replied, a smile now appearing on her face.

You were still facing her in your seat and thought about grabbing your bag when you decided to take another risk. The distance between you was small and you leaned towards her before wrapping your arms around her in a hug.

“See I wouldn’t be doing this if you made me uncomfortable would I?” you said, squeezing her a little tighter to prove your point.

“I supposed not” she responded, relaxing into your hug as you stroked her back.

You leaned back after holding her for as long as you could get away with and left your hands on her shoulders. The saddened expression she had before had all but gone and you couldn’t help but think she looked beautiful as the moonlight highlighted her body. You were hit with a sudden urge to kiss her now that you were so close to her face but you'd just made things less awkward between the two of you and you didn’t wanna go and ruin the progress you made taking that risk.

You gave her one last smile before you opened the passenger door and left before you gave in and changed your mind. Grace got out opposite you and with a wave and a promise to see you Wednesday, you both split and went to your respective homes. You cut across the garden and past the front window to see if you could figure out who you had seen watching TV but the curtains blocked your vision. There was no point sneaking around when you could just go inside so you gave up having a peek and went to unlock the door.

You flung off your shoes and went to lock the door behind you, putting the keys in your pocket and turning back around to see Mom standing in the doorway of the living room with her arms crossed and a stern look on her face. You should have expected this given your flimsy excuse earlier when you had told her you would be home late but now it was too late for you to make up excuses. You had promised Grace that you would tell your Mom anyway so you might as well get it out of the way while you had the chance.

“You’ve got some leftovers if you want some?” Mom asked, still not looking pleased and from her expression, it looked like she wouldn’t accept no as an answer.

You nodded her head and she moved from the doorway and headed for the kitchen, telling you to sit at the table while she brought you some food. You sat in your usual spot and it didn’t take her long to return from the kitchen with a plate in hand, placing it down in front of you before sitting in her seat next to you.

There was an awkward silence but before you could try and explain yourself, Mom cut you off.

“Eat your food first. Come and find me when you're done” she said, getting back up and walking away from the table.

You watched her leave and saw her go into the living room before you lost sight of her. You turned your attention back to the food in front of you but your appetite seemed to have disappeared since you had got back home. You had barely managed to eat anything all day so you **** yourself to take a few bites in the hope that you would feel better.

Mom was most likely going to talk to you and she had already made you dread going to see her after this. She was never the type to shout at you but she always found a way to make you know that you were in the wrong even before she said anything. You couldn’t turn back time to give her more of a heads up but you did have a way to potentially make the meeting go a bit more smoothly in your direction.

Can't get you outta my head

Condition(s): User not within 2 metres of subject or within line of sight when effect is activated.

Effect(s): For the following 30 minutes after activation, Subject will be unable to concentrate on anything other than the User. During this time the Subject’s thoughts will gradually get more sexual, causing arousal/lust to increase. If the subject is already thinking of the User sexually then these thoughts will be amplified. Effect can be cancelled from Subject’s status page to avoid dangerous situations due to lack of concentration.

Cooldown: 8 hours

The screen glowed as you loaded up Mom’s profile on the KDK, the text almost shining as if daring you to use the active effect to somehow get Mom into a more submissive mood. This would definitely be taking the easy way out and you were sure that Mom would be more lenient towards you if you used her active.

You put the phone on the table within your view and continued to eat the meal she had prepared, finding yourself torn on whether you should actually use it. The devil on your shoulder was enticing you to take the plunge and the angel on the other seemed to have its voice getting quieter the longer you thought about it.