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Yuugi didn't often feel flustered, but Patchouli had just managed it. Yuugi had dropped by her library to see her again (and maybe get laid - she licked fooling around with her girlfriend!). But apparently Patchouli had been quite deeply involved in her book, and saying that it would still be there to read later had set her off. Patchouli had launched into a rant, calling Yuugi things like "mindlessly lust-driven", "a paragon of nonexistent impulse control", and even a "bitch in heat" (Yuugi had been shocked at hearing Patchouli swear until it turned out she was being compared to a literal do). Finally, though, the mage had run out of steam - and hopefully hadn't ended on a question, Yuugi had been staring her her breasts swaying as the mage angrily levitated back and forth for the last bit.

"...Jeez," Yuugi offered finally. "I like sex, yeah, but I ain't that bad. ...Am I?"

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Look, it was very important she not lose her place, okay? At least she wasn't trying to cast a spell! Nothing got blown up! ...but regardless, Patchouli had gone off on a tear, normally as soft-spoken and as careful with words as she was... well, somehow she retained some measure of eloquence. Some.

"Perhaps you can prove to me you're not so bad, Yuugi. Thus, I issue this challenge: I maintain that you are so overly lustful that I can make you have an orgasm without touching your genitalia at all, or even touching your clothes off.

"Maybe a little wager will make this more exciting to you." At this, her expression turned a little smug. "If you can hold out, I'll be your personal slave for a day. Of course, if you fail, you have to be my servant."