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*After making dinner and cleaning up, you hear a strange sound coming from the direction of Artoria's room. Curious, you decide to go investigate. You know for a fact that Artoria is usually training this late in the evening, though sometimes you hear strange sounds during the night. You've never asked about it before, but tonight... Well, it's just odd hearing that knocking sound. Almost as if she were moving her bed around. As you approach her door, the sounds on the other side become louder and more distinct.*
Hey Saber?
*You call out softly, and give a light knock on her door. There's a moment of silence, you can hear the rustling of sheets inside, and smile. You likely caught her masturbating or something. The thought brings a blush across your face and heat to your ears. You had almost forgotten she was a beautiful young lady, given how imperious and protective she is. Your thoughts are broken by Artoria calling back, responding with a tone of light embarrassment tinged in panic.*
Ah— Just, ah, just a moment!
*She blurts quickly, and then a lot of shuffling could be heard just behind the door. Her bed creaks as she gets up, and you hear her move around inside. Then, moments later, the door opens just a crack and Artoria looks through it at you. Her face is flush and hot, while her breathing is a bit erratic and excited. Out of habit you glance downward, and see two tiny tents in her white blouse. She apparently didn't put a bra on while rushing to the door, and one of her hands is holding down her skirt.*
Yes— What is it you require?
*Artoria asks, voice breathy, as she tries to calm herself down.*
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