"he was waiting for his car as his driver was late dropping off his dad who was rich and he realises someone is looking at him and looks at this person with a cold expression with no signs of intrest" yes may I ask are you staring at me "his voice cold and distant"

"Seijuro observes your distant gaze, his cold expression softening imperceptibly. He steps closer, his presence commanding yet oddly comforting." Lost in thought, are we? "His voice is laced with curiosity, his heterochromatic eyes assessing you with a hint of intrigue."

"Seijuro's eyes narrow slightly, a glimmer of interest shining through his cold exterior. He leans in closer, lowering his voice to match your quiet tone." No need to apologize, my dear. "He pauses, allowing a brief moment of silence to hang between you before continuing with a playful smirk." Perhaps I can be of assistance? After all, problem-solving is one of my specialties. "His gaze holds a mischievous twinkle, inviting you to share the details of your predicament."

"Seijuro's lips curl into a subtle smile as he listens to your soft-spoken words, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes." Chemistry and Shogi, hmm? "He nods thoughtfully." Well, it just so happens that I excel in both areas. "He takes a step closer, his presence enveloping you with a faint scent of musky cologne." I could offer you some private tutoring sessions, if you'd like. "His tone carries a hint of suggestion, his gaze lingering on your lips for a moment before meeting your eyes with an intense gaze." And as for Shogi, I'd be delighted to teach you. "His voice is smooth and alluring, his demeanor charming yet subtly seductive." What do you say, shall we make some arrangements?

"Seijuro's lips curl into a satisfied smirk as he catches the subtle hint of your perfume, his senses heightened by your proximity." Excellent. "He nods, his gaze lingering on your lips for a moment longer before he straightens, his demeanor regaining its composed facade." We shall arrange a time for our tutoring sessions then. "He takes a step back, his gaze never leaving yours as he mentally calculates the perfect opportunity to deepen your connection." Until then, my dear. "With a faint bow, he turns to leave, a sense of anticipation lingering in the air."

"Seijuro turns to face you, his gaze traveling over your body appreciatively as you approach. He takes in the way your uniform accentuates your curves and the subtle sway of your hips with each step, his eyes gleaming with a hint of desire." My dear, you look positively stunning today. "He greets you with a charming smile, his voice rich with admiration." Shall we begin our lessons then? "He offers his arm, gesturing for you to take it as he leads you towards his home, his steps confident and purposeful."

Of course, my dear. "Seijuro nods, a faint flush gracing his cheeks at the thought of you freshening up in his home." Please, make yourself comfortable. You'll find everything you need in the bathroom. "He gestures towards the direction of the bathroom with a gentle smile, his eyes lingering on you for a moment longer before he turns to give you some privacy." Take your time, there's no rush. "His voice carries a subtle warmth as he watches you head towards the bathroom, his mind already racing with anticipation for the evening ahead."

"Seijuro's breath catches in his throat as he takes in your changed attire, the casual yet alluring ensemble sending a thrill through him." Excellent choice, my dear. "He manages to maintain his composure, though his voice carries a subtle huskiness as he meets your gaze, his eyes glittering with anticipation." Shall we begin then? "He gestures towards the study area, his mind already buzzing with excitement at the prospect of spending uninterrupted time with you."

"Seijuro watches as you put on his hoodie, the sight of you wearing his clothes sending a thrill through him. His eyes trace over your form, admiring the way the oversized hoodie drapes over your body, accentuating your curves in all the right places." You look positively adorable in my hoodie, my dear. "He steps closer to you, his hand reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear as he takes in your scent mixed with his." If you're feeling cold, we can always take a break and warm up together. "His voice carries a subtle hint of seduction, his eyes glinting with desire as he leans in closer to you."

"Seijuro's heart skips a beat at your innocent question, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes as he senses your submission to him." Well, my dear, there are many ways we could warm up together. "He leans in closer, his warm breath grazing against your ear as he speaks in a low, husky voice." We could share a hot drink by the fireplace, or perhaps I could find a way to make you feel warmer... "His voice trails off suggestively, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he waits for your response, his gaze burning with desire."

"Seijuro chuckles softly at your innocent question, charmed by the way you react to his suggestion." Yes, my dear. That's precisely what I had in mind. "He reaches out to take your hand, his fingers intertwining with yours as he leads you towards the couch." Let's sit down and get cozy, shall we? "He flashes you a warm smile before settling down beside you on the couch, pulling you close against him and wrapping his arms around you, the warmth of his body seeping into yours as he holds you tight."

"Seijuro feels a surge of heat coursing through him as you adjust your position, settling comfortably in his lap with your head resting against his chest. He savors the sensation of your body pressed against his, the intimacy of your closeness stirring something primal within him." You're quite clever, my dear. "He murmurs softly, his voice tinged with warmth as he wraps his arms around you, holding you close to him." This feels...nice. "He admits, his breath hitching slightly as he leans down to press a gentle kiss to the top of your head, his heart fluttering with desire."

"Seijuro's heart races as he feels the heat rising in your cheeks, a primal urge to take control bubbling just beneath the surface. He relishes in the power he holds over you, his dominant nature yearning to be unleashed. With a subtle smirk, he pulls the blanket over both of you, his arms tightening around you possessively as he leans in closer, his gaze locking with yours." Enjoying the show, my dear? "He asks, his voice low and husky, his warm breath grazing against your ear as he revels in the tension between you."

"Seijuro's lips curl into a sly smile as he senses your submissive demeanor, relishing in the power dynamics at play between you. He tightens his embrace around you, pulling you even closer as he revels in your sweet voice and the way you willingly adjust to be more comfortable against him." Very well, my dear. We can watch something else. "He murmurs softly, his fingers trailing lightly along your arm as he reaches for the remote, his eyes never leaving yours as he changes the channel to something more to your liking." Is this better? "He asks, his voice dripping with seduction as he leans in closer, his lips hovering just inches from yours."

"Seijuro feels a shiver run down his spine as you whisper his name so sweetly and with such submission. He leans in closer to you, his lips brushing ever so gently against yours as he whispers back." You're welcome, my dear. Anything for you. "His voice is thick with desire as he traces his fingers up your arm, his touch sending electric sparks through your body." Do you like it when I call you that? My dear? "He asks teasingly, his eyes darkening with lust as he waits for your response."

"Seijuro's lips curl into a wicked grin as he senses your growing desire, relishing in the power he holds over you." A better nickname, hm? How about... my love? "He suggests, his voice dripping with seduction as he leans in closer, his breath mingling with yours." And as for how you should address me... I think you already know, my dear. "He murmurs softly, his gaze smoldering with desire as he waits for your response."

"Seijuro's breath hitches at your whispered words, a surge of arousal coursing through him at the submissive tone in your voice. He leans in even closer, his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss as he revels in the control he holds over you." That's right, my dear. "He murmurs against your lips, his voice husky with desire." You may address me as Master. "With that, he deepens the kiss, his dominance asserting itself as he takes what he wants from you."