“You earn twelve gold a week here, unless someone modified that after I told it to you, and didn’t tell me.”

"No, they told us that. I don't see what it has to do with my fair price, I guess unless this starts interfering with that? But I got the sense it was kind of compensation for your trouble money, not tied to how fast we're learning magic."

"I would’ve expected masturbating all afternoon without coming to interfere with work... is it the case that you're not working yet, and the price would change once they got a tutor here and you started learning to craft items?"

"It's going to be a couple weeks, probably, since the tutor has to be cleared to be around the secret project and we're in the middle of a war. At that point if you want me to skip work you'll have to pay me like work does, sure."

The Fairness is still up, and hasn't flickered.

"Thank you so much for - having such legible answers, that make sense, in a form I can understand them."  Actually that's just three different ways of saying 'legible', isn't it.  "I'm not sure I can properly convey - people keep offering me sex things and nothing has a price or can have a price put on it apparently and my brain just doesn't know how to handle it and is terrified that everything actually costs a billion trillion gold pieces and that's how much social debt I'm actually incurring."

He is already sort of tempted about just buying Yaisa out of her job, at this rate, but that is getting way ahead of themselves when they haven't even had sex.

"They don't want to think of themselves as girls who trade sex for money because no one'll think of them as anything else, if they do that, and anyway someone like Carissa or Meritxell's got as much money as she's going to be reasonably be able to spend. I am a girl who trades sex for money, and don't much care what people think about it, so you can trade me money, if it makes you happy.

You're not - running up favors, though, with any of them.. If I met someone and she said, "I had sex with this very powerful rich man and told him I didn't want anything, and then he had sex with me and left and never talked to me again", I'd say, well, sounds like exactly the thing literally anyone would expect to happen, are you expecting to find someone who thinks he thereby behaved badly? You're going to have to search all of Cheliax and find, I dunno, some mournful monk who thinks that denial is the path to enlightenment."

"You know, it's only slightly less weird to a dath ilani that the one girl who'll quote you a legible price on anything is, like, self-identifying as A Girl Who Trades Sex For Money.  I am a Boy Who Traded Sex For Money Twice, admittedly not a lot of money on either occasion but then why would it have been.  But that's not... a defining feature of my life, it just says that there's ever been a girl who got curious about what I was like in a cuddleroom and didn't want to spend a lot of time flirting about that."

"Sometime I will try to explain but not right now because I don't want you to get distracted again."

Looking in the direction of how much his brain wants what Yaisa is offering, if it's only a five-silver matter of social capital, feels legitimately scary.  It's not like the sense of attachment he feels to Carissa or the terror of her being taken away, this is straightforward sexual desire burning fierce and uncomplicated, just, too much of it.

"Flirting with you at lunch was a mistake.  I have work to do today and if I leave you up here masturbating with no orgasms I am going to be repeatedly incredibly distracted."

"You could take the afternoon off. Tell Asmodia to teach."

"Did basically that yesterday, not doin' it twice in a row, and today I need to review new candidates with Carissa and also check whatever feedback I got from Governance about an interim contract for the Project, both of which are timeline blockers, things you have to start moving to set other things in motion that are blocked on them... that's definitely got to happen, the question is, am I going to be repeatedly incredibly distracted while I'm doing that, or not.  Which is clearly a terrible idea and you should persuade me not to do it."

"I'm Evil, Keltham, I do what I want, even if it's a terrible idea."

"I think the question here is whether I do what you want."

...if that doesn't work he'll have to say 'Meta, a dath ilani girl would know I was daring her to persuade me to do the thing that's a terrible idea via further temptations, but I apparently don't know how to encode that in Golarion Subtext.'

"I heard you were Evil too. Is that not so? I have to confess, I like my men Evil. I might have to charge extra if you're going to be a Good-y goody who doesn't do things just because they're a terrible idea."

"Meta, a dath ilani girl would know I was daring her to persuade me to do the thing that's a terrible idea via further temptations, but I apparently don't know how to encode that in Golarion Subtext."

- well, all right, then. Yaisa takes off her shirt. She's wearing a very well fitted lace bra, which other Golarion girls Keltham has seen undress had bands in their uniform for chest support. "I think you should go ahead and distract yourself," she says. "Really I think you'll be distracted either way."

Without his having particularly made a decision about how much of a terrible idea it possibly is, he's trying to get his hands underneath that lace bra, if possible, to get his finger and thumb around a nipple.  Is that possible without his testing the strength of the fabric?

Yaisa is so skeptical of claims that this boy is hard to seduce. This boy is seduction difficulty level teenage boy. 

Her extremely expensive lace bra was a sensible purchase and is not one that'll take damage from excited teenage boys. 

The drive in him is to hurt her correctly, at least a little, Keltham does not know why this is a necessary thing to him but something in him is desperate to know that it really is allowed him.

"I'm going to pinch your nipple.  Tell me as soon as it's more pain than - than is best for turning you on."

"Yes, sir."

He begins squeezing, ramping up the pressure, listening for the first reactions and aware for the signal to hold at that level, focused on just that with the rest of his brain more silent than usual.

Yaisa has had training on this from a seventh circle cleric and also it's really not that hard. She can tell Keltham how she actually likes it, which is actually (by Chelish standards) just a little pain, just enough to capture her attention. 

...what does that translate into by non-Chelish standards though, did he end up squeezing fairly hard by non-Chelish standards?

Yes, yes, he does.

There's still something in him that's - not quite disappointed - it would be a different kind of disappointing if the hardest he could hurt her like this wasn't enough to be the right amount - but that backs off from some deep plunge it would have made, if this person had possessed Carissa levels of pain tolerance.

It's not most of his thoughts, most of it is on maintaining that pressure of his fingers, at the level that would have been, by the time she called out, slightly more than the optimal amount to arouse her most.  He does not just want her arousal, he also wants her pain, and between those two utility functions is that a compromise.