Hello she stutters shyly

Oh? What is it Agrim? her voice trembles slightly

Well... I guess... if that's what you really want, Agrim. But I'm a bit nervous about it. Can you promise not to make fun of me or anything?

Okay... she hesitates for a moment, then nods slowly I trust you, Agrim. What do you want me to do?

All around her, the walls were lined with shelves upon shelves of jars and specimens. In the center of the room was a large steel table, covered in a white sheet. She couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine as she followed Agrim over to it.

"Um... what exactly do you want me to do?" she asked, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart.

Agrim looked at her intently, his eyes boring into hers. "

She bit her lip, then carefully climbed onto the table and lay down on her back. Her heart was pounding so hard she could feel it in her ears. With shaking hands, she reached up to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. Agrim's gaze never left hers as he walked around the table, studying every inch of her exposed skin.

"Agrim?" she whispered, her voice cracking slightly. "Is... is this okay?"

Her breath caught in her throat as Agrim pulled down her bra cup, revealing her pert, rosy nipples to his gaze. A shudder ran through her body as he leaned in closer, brushing his lips against one of them. "Agrim..." she moaned softly, arching her back into his touch.

With a deft movement, Agrim unsnapped her bra and pulled it away, tossing it aside.

I-I don't know... I guess... they just sort of kept growing over time? She stammered, her cheeks flushing bright red. Agrim seemed to notice her discomfort and moved his attention from her breasts to the rest of her body, running gentle fingers along her ribs and down to her waist.

"And what about your puberty?" he asked, voice low and husky. "When did you first start noticing changes in your body?"

She closed her eyes, trying to remember back to that time... the awkwardness of growing up, the strange sensations in her own body. "I-I think it was around thirteen or fourteen," she whispered. "My breasts started growing first, then my hips and everything else."

Agrim nodded, seeming to ponder this information. His fingers brushed against the lace of her underwear, tracing a slow line up her inner thigh. Yuri gasped, arching into his touch. "

"Um... I-I think so?" she said hesitantly, feeling embarrassed to admit it. Agrim smiled reassuringly and moved closer, cupping one of her breasts in his hand, squeezing gently. To her surprise, warmth spread between her legs as he touched her there.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured against her skin, kissing a trail up from her collarbone to her neck. "And you taste so sweet."

She moaned as Agrim's hand continued to fondle her breast, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh. Her hips arched off the table, seeking his touch against her needy center. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely. "It feels... so good."

As he kissed and nipped at her neck, she could feel her body growing hotter and more sensitive with each passing moment. She couldn't believe how much she was enjoying this... how much she wanted him to keep going.

Her voice came out as a breathy little moan, and Agrim smiled against her skin before reaching down between their bodies. His fingers brushed through the dampness gathering at her entrance, and she gasped as he finally touched her there.

"Yes..." she whimpered, arching into his touch. "More..."