You keep your comments to yourself. Bashfulness towards the new aquatintence has your tongue tied, but you don't want to be rude by simply walking away. You pretend that you didn't hear her, and try to avert your gaze from that supple looking tummy of her's...
Doki however seems to grin all the wider at your nervous behavior. As the elevator opens, you suddenly feel an arm thrown over your back, and look up to see Doki looming close, embracing you, pulling you with her as she steps back into the empty elevator. “Don't be shy,” she coos, though her voice drops to a sultry whisper. “I don't bite...” Her warm breath washes over your ear as the elevator door closes behind you. No one selected a floor, so you're not going anywhere yet. Doki's arms, however, are deceptively strong. She has your own limbs pinned to your sides. Trapped and cornered by the muffin-topped girl, the only reach you have is just enough to grasp Doki's plump rear. Her soft, warm ass is held snugly in those tight khakis, allowing you to feel that she's not wearing any underwear—or that, if she is, it's just a thong at most.
Whether or not you meant to fondle Doki's bum, it's what you find yourself doing. Her response is a devious grin, and a dry hump of her hips forward. She licks over her lips, murmuring, “You know, I have a soft spot for shy boys...” She leans up on her tip-toes, trying to get a better angle over you.
You haven't been at this school long, but if this is anything like that incident you caused in High School, you're about to be on the receiving end of another predator's urges. There's only a few possible ways out of this. You still have a pretty good grip on Doki's bum. You could try to pick her up and swallow her yourself. Then again, you could try pulling her pants down to startle her long enough to squirm free, or retaliate. Your last option is you could try talking your way out of this... or, you suppose, you could do nothing at all, but how will that end up for you?
