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Tohsaka Rin tries and fails to take in the scene before her. Any problems she may have had during the day, be it school or the increasingly complicated Holy Grail War, have been forcibly shelved for the time being.
Her living room has become a perverted place.
“No matter what you do to me, I’ll never talk,” Lancer says boldly, his arms tied by red ribbons behind his back.
Through the telepathic link, Rin can hear Archer laughing under his breath and relaxing on the roof. Some help you are.
Archer’s snort echoes through her mind. You have things under control. And I can keep watch from here.
Lancer rolls his hips in a manner clearly meant to be enticing. It’s dangerously close to succeeding. “My body may be at your disposal, but I’ll never tell my secrets!”
More ribbons have tied his blue-clad legs to one of Rin’s white couches, and the top half of his skintight bodysuit has been artistically ripped to show off his chest. His hair is unbound, giving him a tussled, wild look that suits him. The chandelier above casts warm light on beads of sweat trailing sensually down his belly.
Rin forces her eyes to focus on Lancer’s face. “…Lancer, what are you doing here?”
Lancer looks more pleased than he has any right to be. “My Master didn’t have anything for me to do, and since I don’t have to kill you, I came to have fun.”
“Did you tie yourself up? And if so, wouldn’t losing circulation be the opposite of fun?”
“They’re not that tight, don’t worry!” Lancer grins and illustrates the point by lightly lifting both legs with ease, even while the ribbons are still tied securely. “The knots are easy to untie, and I can cut them with Gae Bolg no problem. No hazards here!”
Aside from property damage and stress, Rin thinks, but doesn’t say aloud. “And what’s all that about ‘never talking’? At least let me in on the game before you drag me into playing.”
Lancer looks eager to explain. “It’s an interrogation game. You’ll try to get a secret out of me through your body—but not who my Master is, though, that’s off-limits—and I’ll try to distract you with my body.”
Rin’s eyebrows rise. “I see there’s no way to win or lose. I thought you were all about winning?”
“I’m all about fun, kid. What about you? Interested?”
Rin folds her arms across her chest in thought, then smiles and heads to the kitchen. “Let’s think about it over tea. I’ll help you drink.”
“With your mouth?” Lancer calls cheerily.
“Don’t push it, Lancer!”
In the end, the tea is delicious, the game is as fun as Rin had suspected, and she does get a secret out of Lancer after all: riddles are the easiest way to turn him on.
Despite the fun, Rin still orders Lancer to clean up the mess he made. On the rooftop, Archer chuckles wryly to himself as the sun sets below the trees.