Tomoyo After Teasers.

(Tomoya has just asked Tomoyo to wear a maid-waitress costume and act the part.)
Tomoyo: Welcome, please come in.
Tomoyo: What would you like?
Tomoya: A kiss.
Tomoyo: ... Master, I'm calling the police.
Tomoya: How come?!
Tomoyo: If someone ordered a kiss, obviously the waitress would call the police.
Tomoya: Well, in truth the two of us are lovers, so just bear and live with this strange setting.
Tomoyo: What a convenient setting...
Tomoya: Come on, do it again.
Tomoyo: Welcome, please come in.
Tomoyo: What would you like?
Tomoya: A kiss.
Tomoyo: Understood.
After narrowing her eyes at me, she pressed her lips against mine.
Tomoyo: I sincerely hope that was enough, now please get out.
Tomoya: What was that? Continue taking the order!
Tomoyo: What a troublesome customer...
Tomoyo: Is there anything else you would like?
Tomoya: Smell.
Tomoyo: ... master, a pistol.
Tomoya: What the hell, this an ammunition shop or something?!
Tomoyo: Suddenly giving such a perverted order like this, there's no room for complaint if I shot you dead.
Tomoya: Come on, we're actually lovers anyway, so let's just make that okay!
Tomoyo: Don't you think the conditions are just too good...?
Tomoyo: Geez... guess it can't be helped...
Tomoyo: ... wait, what do you mean by "smell", what are you going to make me let you smell, even if we were lovers such a request is still weird isn't it?!
Tomoya: Well, anywhere would be fine.
Tomoyo: Geez, are you some sort of degenerate?
After flinging her hair she approached, and taking her hair in her hand, she held it in front of my nose.
It had Tomoyo's wonderful scent.
Tomoyo: I hope you enjoyed it. Please don't ever come again.
Tomoya: What was that? Continue taking the order!
Tomoyo: Well then, please make a sensible order.
Tomoya: Then, coffee.
Tomoyo: Is this all?
Tomoya: ... administered mouth-to-mouth.
Tomoyo: Would that be from you, master?
Tomoya: No, from you.
Tomoyo: ......
Tomoyo: Is this all?
Tomoya: Yes.
Tomoyo: Understood.
Tomoya: How about repeating the order?
I called out to Tomoyo, who was walking away.
Tomoyo: Well then, I'll repeat your order.
Tomoyo: Coffee, administered mouth-to-mouth.
Tomoya: From who?
Tomoyo: Coffee... administered from my mouth.
Tomoyo: Is that all?
Tomoya: Yes.
*A while passes*
Tomoyo: Sorry for the wait.
Tomoya: Dokidoki...
Tomoyo: Kuh...
Tomoyo: Well, please excuse me...
She lifted the coffee cup to her mouth.
Tomoyo: ... what the, if I think about it, why must I do something so horribly perverted as this?!
Tomoya: Well, we're lovers...
Tomoyo: There's no such thing as a girlfriend who'd transfer drinks to her boyfriend mouth-to-mouth!
Tomoyo: And firstly, the coffee would only be bitter, since without adding anything in to it and...
Tomoyo: DOESN'T THIS ALSO MAKE ME A PERVERT!!!
Tomoyo: Argh, I'm quitting!
Throwing the headdress to the floor, she disappeared into the bathroom and began changing.
*A while later*
Tomoyo: Next time, it's your turn to wear it.
She held out the waitress costume.
Tomoya: Eh, that's meant for females, plus it wouldn't fit me at all.
Tomoyo: Shut up, put on these spunky tights too!
Those are some horrible tights, though...
Tomoya: Calm down, the waitress costume looked great on you, and you were really cute you know.
Tomoyo: Eh, r-really?
Tomoyo: Though even if you say that now it doesn't make me happy at all!
Tomoyo: I mean, it's always you making me do all these embarrassing things, don't you think something's wrong?!
Tomoyo: For the sake of fairness, I'll have to embarrass you too.
Tomoya: Were you really that embarrassed?
Tomoyo: Of course I was!
Tomoyo: Making me wear that waitress costume in this room... it's as if I have some strange hobby!
Tomoyo: But... the design was pretty cute...
Tomoyo: .......
Tomoyo: W... Was I really... that cute?
Ooh, somehow Tomoyo's falling for it...
Tomoya: You were unbelievably cute.
Tomoya: You were so cute it's almost dangerous.
Tomoya: So cute, so cute, I'm at a loss for words to describe how cute you were...
Tomoyo: R-Really. If it made you that happy...
Tomoyo: If it's just one more time... I don't mind wearing it again...

(Tomoyo just spilled miso all over her uniform, so Tomoya got her to change into an AWESOME bikini she had bought for the summer.)
Tomoyo: Does this... satisfy you?
Tomoyo: It's embarrassing...
Tomoya: It looks great on you, really.
Tomoyo: Really... that makes me happy.
Tomoyo: If possible, I'd rather wear something on top...
Tomoya: I still want to see. I want you to stay this way for now.
Tomoyo: Only just a little longer....
Tomoyo: ......
Tomoyo: Just... letting you see this without anything... is embarrassing... really embarrassing...
Tomoya: Well then, let's imagine that the two of us have gone to the beach.
Tomoyo: Uh... somehow, it's not fair that... I'm the only one in a swimsuit...
Tomoya: Well, I'm be cheering for you.
Tomoyo: For what?
Tomoya: Swimsuit contest.
Tomoya: We see a lot of these going to the beach right? Miss Swimsuit contests.
Tomoya: You've entered one of these competitions.
Tomoyo: I don't do those things.
Tomoyo: I don't want to be put on display, and if I get compared with other girls, I'll... lose for sure...
Tomoya: You know, if this sort of modesty came from some other girl, it would obviously be sarcastic you know?
Tomoyo: Eh?
Tomoya: Not to be blunt, but even if I wasn't your boyfriend, I've never seen a girl with such a great figure who could look so pretty in a swimsuit before.
Tomoyo: Baka...
Tomoyo: If you say it like that... you'll make me feel a little more confident...
Tomoyo: Yeah... I don't think... my figure's really that bad...
Tomoyo: I wonder... if I look good in a swimsuit...
Tomoya: I'd feel sorry for the girls who'd have to be compared to you.
Tomoyo: Am I really that...?
Tomoya: You'd win the competition, wouldn't you?
Tomoya: And then, since I'm the boyfriend of such a babe, I think I'd be really proud.
Tomoyo: Really?
Tomoyo: Then... I'll have to think about entering...
Tomoyo: If I win... then maybe you'd love me even more... I'd like that to happen...
Tomoya: Even though I already like you to the point where it's almost impossible to like you even more.
Tomoyo: Hahah... oh no... I'm so happy, I feel like crying...
Tomoya: Drrrrrrrrrrrrrr...
Tomoyo: What's that?
Tomoya: A drum roll.
Tomoya: Drrrrrrrrrrrrrr...
Tomoya: The winner is... entrant number 16, Sakagami Tomoyo-san!
Tomoyo: Eh, really?!
Tomoyo: Yay!
Tomoya: Who is the first person you want to tell about your success?
Tomoyo: Well... he'd definitely be...
Tomoyo: The one I love most in the world, Tomoya...
Tomoya: Tomoyo...