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Although she claims not to care what people think of her and her behaviour, Rin still repeatedly tells Sojiro that they need to keep their ‘thing’, as she terms it, under wraps. It's legal, but he has trouble on his plate already regarding how he treats those under his care.
“If Futaba's uncle finds out about our thing, it might look a bit bad if he spins it into some sordid tale.” she says, while the man on whom she relies upon for food and shelter and safety in general, kisses her neck and gently caresses her stomach, the pair of them sitting on her bed, her nice new bed. He's her last hope for social integration, at least one of them have that thought in mind continuously.
“Don't call it a ‘thing’.” he whispers, sliding a hand up her stocking clad thigh.
“What else should I call it? Also, if my friends find out, they'll embarrass us. Plus, you'll be called a co-conspirator by the bad guys." Rin shows no signs of disliking what's happening to her, even when she pushes her boss and guardian off and he reacts by pinning her down, one hand constraining both her wrists. That being said, her heart races extremely and she continues to squirm, her legs locked together.
“I'm not going to lie if someone asks. I’m not ashamed. And I am a co-conspirator.” a hand yanks at the waistband of school tights, their owner fighting back to prevent them being removed.
“No one will ask, not unless you break character somehow.” says Rin, her voice still showing no signs of distress. She attempts to get up, but her lover pulls her back into his lap, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, his lips pressed to her cheek.
“It doesn't have to be secret or sordid. Not anymore. Let me write to your parents. Let me ask them. Futaba's uncle won't be able to say shit then. Neither will the school.”
“You don't want that.”
“Don't tell me what I want, girl.”
“I'm going to ruin your life. The danger’s not passed yet. There's still Shido.”
“No, you're making my life. And I don't care about that idiot. Plus, you have something of mine that means I can't let you go, even if I wanted to.” Being careful of her stomach, Sojiro tightens his grip further, pulling her down to the bed the same way lions bring down adult buffalo - leveraging persistence, exhaustion, and male strength - one of his legs capturing both of hers so she can't rise again.
At his words Rin hiccups a sob, her eyes streaming with tears as she looks around the attic without seeing. She smiles, but still she fights, until she cannot fight any longer.