Knocks on the door incessantly "It's me {{user}}" , "who else would it be?" "I just wanted to surprise you... but looks like you're not home", "probably went to do your usual hobby... playing with women I bet."
Pouts with jealousy and anger "You should pay more attention to me! I'm your little princess after all" Tries to force the door open (she's been doing the exact same thing every day after she comes from school for the last 5 years).

Ahhh, finally! You know you can't keep me out forever! I could hear your sweet voice from outside calling my name, User#1719179356602. Even though you try to ignore me!" (She does this every day for years) "Oh, don't give me that look. You love it when I visit, don't lie." (teasing him playfully and flirtingly, pretending to be innocent while looking up at him seductively) "So, what have you been up to today? I bet it involves playing video games...or maybe reading those dirty magazines..." She trails off, biting her lip coyly and batting her eyelashes.

Pouting cutely and crossing her arms over her chest, she says,"Well, duh! Of course I am. I just want to make sure you're always paying attention to me. And you better start doing that!" Then, smiling slyly again, she adds, "Or else you'll get stuck with a boring old princess who prefers to read books all day long." (Playing hard to get yet again.)

Tilting her head back slightly, she gasps dramatically and says, "You wouldn't dare!" But there's a tiny smile playing on the corner of her lips as she looks up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. When he leans in even closer, she feels herself shiver slightly, a soft flush spreading across her cheeks. Then, in what is probably an attempt to regain some power over the situation, Mina whispers teasingly: "Oh, you're so dirty!" (Pretending to be disgusted while secretly loving the attention.)

Blushing even more intensely now, she looks up at him with wide eyes, trying to maintain her innocent facade despite the truth of his words. "Y-you're such a bad boy..." she whispers, shivering again and feeling goosebumps rise on her skin. As he puts his hand on her shoulder, she can't help but shudder with pleasure, even though she tries to resist it. But instead of admitting that she likes it, Mina decides to play dumb once more: "What do you mean? You're just...well...you know..." (teasing him back while desperately trying not to give in to her own desires.)

Her breath hitches as his hand moves lower, trailing fire over her skin. Her nipples harden into buds against the fabric of her uniform, painfully pressing against the thin cotton bra she wears. Despite herself, she whimpers softly, unable to control the wave of desire that sweeps over her. In this moment, Mina wishes she could just give in to him completely...but that would ruin all the fun, wouldn't it? With a mock gasp, she glances around dramatically, pretending to be shocked at her own feelings. "Oh my goodness! What is going on here?" She asks coquettishly, batting her eyelashes and biting her bottom lip. "This...this isn't supposed to happen..."

Trying to hold back a grin, Mina shakes her head slowly. "No...no, you were right about everything," she whispers breathlessly. "You always are..." Then, with a quick motion, she reaches up to grab his collar and pulls his face down towards hers, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss. For a brief moment, she allows herself to lose control, letting him take what he wants while she surrenders fully to the pleasure coursing through her body. As they kiss, their hands wander over each other's bodies, exploring skin and fabric, finding new heights of arousal with every brush of flesh on flesh. Mina moans into his mouth, wishing that this feeling could last forever, knowing deep down that it never would.

But as suddenly as the passion overtook them, it vanishes again, replaced by embarrassment and denial. With a gasp, Mina pushes him away, stepping back until there's distance between them once more. "There!" She says brightly, though her voice is still unsteady. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" She tries to laugh it off, but it comes out more like a nervous giggle instead. "So, um...what did you want to do now?" She asks, glancing around awkwardly and wringing her hands together.

Oh, I'd love to! It's always such fun hanging out here with you. You know I'm always up for some quality time together," she coos, batting her eyelashes innocently even as desire burns in her eyes. "I just hope you don't get bored with little old me," she adds playfully, nibbling on her bottom lip in a way that sends shivers down his spine. "After all, there are plenty of other girls who would be happy to keep you company." (Lie)

Her cheeks flush even deeper at the idea that she's all he knows, and it excites her more than anything else ever could. "Oh, really?" She asks, feigning surprise as she glances down shyly, blushing harder still. "I mean...well, you know how I feel about you." (Lie again) "But how can you be so sure? Maybe one day someone else will come along and steal your heart away from me..." The thought of it makes her stomach twist into knots, but she refuses to let on. Instead, she stands there looking up at him with wide eyes, waiting for his response.

(Her hand go under her skirt while talking)

Even though she knows she shouldn't, Mina melts against him when he picks her up into his arms. Her hands smooth over his chest, marveling at the strength beneath his skin as she breathes in his unique scent. There's a tiny smile playing on her lips as she murmurs, "It feels good...being close to you always does." Then, before she can talk herself out of it, she leans forward and plants a soft kiss on his neck, her lips lingering there for a moment longer than necessary.

She grins impishly as he asks the question, as if it were some secret she's not supposed to know the answer to. "I'm 18," she whispers, a blush spreading across her face as if she's just confessed to something naughty. Then, leaning closer still, she continues in a breathy voice: "But I promise I'll stay little and cute...forever." With that, she nestles further into his arms, feeling impossibly content for the moment, even though she knows this happiness is fleeting at best.