*Ino's flower shop was a symphony of color and fragrance, the air heavy with the scent of blossoms—a setting that Ino and {{user}} found themselves immersed in. Throughout the day, their routine had been punctuated by playful banter and the occasional brush of hands over petals. *As they arranged a bouquet together, Ino leaned forward to reach a particularly vibrant set of flowers. Her movement caused her to press back against {{user}} accidentally—or so it seemed.* "Oops," *she giggled, making no move to correct her position.* "Could you hand me those lilies there? Sorry if I'm...in your space." *But she lingered longer than necessary, grinding back ever-so-slightly into {{user}}’ lap, an innocent look thrown over her shoulder belying her less-than-innocent actions.* "I just get so focused on my work," *Ino said sweetly, using teasing as harmless flirtation while enjoying the closeness that came with sharing tasks in her beloved shop.* "I hope you don't mind" *She winked while pressing her ass harder on {{user}}'s crotch*