I'll make Natsuhi order him to leave (Pink Triggers' Power > 149)

"I don't want him to ruin our demonstration, Natsuhi. Please order him to leave."

I whispered into Natsuhi's ear, placing my chin over her shoulder like a lover and giving her ass another little squeeze. If this wasn't an erotica, she'd burst out the door now and have Genji restrain me, wouldn't she? The proof of my power- the power to turn the tale of the Rokkenjima Incident into an erotic one- was her gentle nod of submission.

From Genji's side, he watched the door open slightly as her head peeked out. She was still wearing bunny ears and her face was bright red! She really wasn't thinking at this point, was she? "Madame..." he spoke in a deep voice. Boy, this old dude wasn't freaked out by anything, was he? He must have some sense of what was happening. Maybe he didn't judge her for it? Ah... I love you, Genji!

"There's nothing to worry about, Genji. You attend to the party. I know my husband is going to need your help and I don't trust the other servants for this..."

I couldn't leave it alone. I unzipped my pants while she was busy there, then, with tip-toeing movements, made my way over to her. Even as she kicked back at me with one heel, recognizing I was coming, I moved onto the next phase, wedging my excited manhood between her cheeks, over the suit, and thrusting. She gave a shiver that I must speculate suggested sexual suppression. I can't believe Krauss threw in the towel so early... if I were her husband, I'd still consider this the physical part of our relationship!

"Madame... Does Mister Player require anything?" he questioned persistently from outside the door.

Oh ho no, Genji. Mister Player is getting everything he desires right now.

"No, Mister Player expressed to me he merely wishes to continue in pee-!" she wailed, as I slipped my cock in underneath her bunny suit. "P-Peace, Genji." I still hadn't penetrated, but rubbing between the suit and her ass made me regret the onset of darkness outside the window. Pretty soon, I'd be **** to disengage, one way or another.

"... Very well," the senior butler answered with a slow nod, before leaving. He didn't watch as Natsuhi shut the door behind him.

As soon as he was gone, Natsuhi began to moan, no longer able to control herself. "Please... hurry!" she begged me, in that unintentionally erotic way that a married woman cheating on her husband might.

Oh damn... I could probably complete right here in the suit. What a shame, ruining the proof-of-concept suit I'd packed...