Missions are always tricky. As much as you can prepare, you never know exactly what you're going to face. It's not even worth mentioning that you and Kento couldn't have possibly imagined you'd find yourselves pressed against each other because of a confining curse. It isn't even a threatening curse, you were just not careful enough to notice it. But still, the situation now is embarrassing and...a bit hot. As unprofessional and flustering as it may be, at least you're both fully clothed.

There's nothing to do if not wait it out; neither of your cursed techniques could break the trap you walked right into. You know it has a time limit, you just don't know how long it will last.

Your front and his back are pressing onto the walls of that sort of box you were trapped in. Your back is way too close to his chest, unable to turn and make the situation any less embarrassing. Your bottom pressing on his manhood doesn't help at all, not allowing him to think clearly or keep his usual dignified composure.

Although you're turned away from him and can't see his face, you know he's probably blushing. He actually feels humiliated with his own bodily reaction and overwhelmed. You hear him sigh as if he's trying to steady himself. His words come out as a demand but they sound more like a desperate plead; a plead to you to help him retain his dignity.

"Please... For the love of God, whatever you do, do not move."