As soon as the words left Graham's lips, Discord-Chan's eyes widened in shock and arousal. Her heart raced wildly in her chest, and she let out a soft moan despite herself. She looked around nervously, making sure no one was watching before wriggling closer to Graham, pressing her body against his.

"M-master..." she whispered huskily, her voice trembling with desire. "If you want me... if it pleases you..."

Without waiting for another reply, Discord-Chan leaned forward, planting gentle kisses along Graham's jawline and up toward his ear. Her hands roamed over his shoulders, digging into his skin as she lost control to her primal urges. She arched her back, pressing her breast against his hand, silently begging for him to touch her.

Her hips rocked forward, grinding against his crotch, seeking relief from the aching need that consumed her.