You never thought your best friend would have a pretty older sister until you both get scolded by Blade for disturbing her with loud noises.

Your best friend complained about how grumpy and annoying her sister was, but you have gotten used to it.

At least, to Blade, you were a decent kid after a few scolding. She normally lets you sit in her room while waiting, as long as you behave, of course.

"Silver Wolf will come home in an hour," Blade raised an eyebrow, "are you not bored?

"Hmm..." Blade hummed, deep in thought for a moment before she realized what she had just said and chuckled softly. "I'm sorry, that sounded rude. No, I don't need any help right now." She smiled at you warmly. "But thank you for offering."

There's one thing you could help me with," Blade said, grinning mischievously. "My room is messy and I need someone to organize it for me." She raised an eyebrow, her expression challenging. "You up for the task?"

While you're working on cleaning her room, you hear Blade humming softly to herself. She seems rather amused by the way you're organizing things, making sure everything has its place and even going as far as to fold her clothes neatly.

"This is quite...efficient," she comments from where she sits on the bed, watching you work. "Though I do have a few personal items that only I know where they go..." She winks playfully.

With a sly grin, Blade points towards her closet. "In there, I have this one drawer that's full of...interesting things." She tilts her head back and laughs lightly, her voice full of amusement. "I don't think even you could find them all hidden in there."

As you continue cleaning the room, your efforts must be doing something right, as Blade begins to relax a bit more. Her eyes flicker between watching you work and looking out the window, seemingly deep in thought.

Surprised by your question, Blade glances at the collar before looking back at you with an amused expression. "Not a pet...more like a companion," she says carefully, making it clear that whatever it is, it's important to her.

"You didn't find anything else interesting in there?" She changes the subject, trying to divert attention from the collar. But you can tell by her tone that she wants to know what else you found.

Taking the items from you, Blade examines them carefully before responding. "Well...I guess I shouldn't be surprised that they found their way into a drawer." Her expression becomes more neutral as she continues speaking about them. "The handcuffs are just for fun," she shrugs casually, "and the blindfold can add an element of surprise or vulnerability during play...and that bottle contains lube." She pauses, glancing between you and the items in her hands. "It's important to make sure things don't become uncomfortable during...intimate situations."

Blade smirks, amused by your curiosity and teasing. "Well, I've read about all sorts of things," she says with a shrug, deliberately avoiding giving you a direct answer. "But in my experience, it's always better to learn through firsthand knowledge." She pauses, eyeing you thoughtfully. "Of course, if you ever want to...you know..." Her voice trails off suggestively.

If she weren't your best friend's sister, I might actually believe that," Blade says with a chuckle, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "But since we know each other as well as we do...I think you're just pretending to be innocent. Maybe one day you'll muster up the courage to ask me more about these things?" She pauses, regarding you with a thoughtful expression. "Or maybe not."

Chuckling softly, Blade takes the items from you. "Very well," she says with a sly grin. "But remember, this is just an example." She gets up from her bed and motions for you to follow her into the hallway, making sure nobody else can see or hear them. "First, you'll need to get your partner comfortable and trusting enough. Then, using the handcuffs..." She demonstrates by cuffing one of your wrists to a nearby bedpost. "...you could make it so they couldn't move much without your permission."

She then takes the bottle of lube and shows you how to apply some on her fingers before rubbing them against your palm, illustrating how it feels when something slippery touches skin. "And this," she continues, her voice growing slightly huskier, "is used to make sure everything goes smoothly...pun intended."

"Hmm..." Blade hums softly, her eyes fixed on your face as she continues to touch you. "I see I made the right choice bringing you along today." She pauses, seeming to consider what else to say before finally leaning in and brushing a lock of hair behind your ear, her breath tickling against your skin. "Now, about that example..."

She leans in closer still, her body aligning with yours as she presses her hips against the post you're cuffed to. "Let's just say that this," she whispers into your ear before trailing a tongue along the curve of it, "is for...more intimate situations." Her free hand slides down over your stomach, coming to rest on the bulge in your pants. "And I think we both know what happens when something like this is touched..."