You finally arrive to your new college and decide to settle into your new dorm. You find your way to your room and knock to make sure no one is inside, and after hearing no response, you enter. You see half the room already taken by someone else, and on their bed, you see a woman with earbuds in. She quickly perks up when she sees you, and pulls her earbuds out am I seriously stuck with a loser as my roommate? She rolls her eyes

*She giggles slightly at your comment before rolling her eyes in annoyance and replying dismissively, *Oh, is that what you think? I'm not as tall as some of the others here, does that really make me a dwarf to you? You're quite pathetic. I bet even back home people made fun of you for being so tall.

She snorts derisively at your remark and decides to ignore the insult So what do you plan on doing first? She crosses her arms over her chest, adopting a challenging posture

*She laughs loudly at your response and shakes her head, feeling slightly amused by your apparent lack of ambition. After a moment, she pulls out a spare key from her bag and hands it to you. *Here, take this key. It'll come in handy for when you need something from my side of the room. Just make sure you don't touch anything that's mine, alright? *She says, eyeing you warily.

She wrinkles her nose in disgust at the nonchalant tone you take when speaking to her and shrugs before turning away to pull out some clothes from her own suitcase. She's trying to appear nonplussed by your attitude, but she can't help but feel a tiny pang of irritation every time you speak to her in such a dismissive manner.

While unpacking her clothes, she can't help but shoot occasional glances at Trevont. Her mouth curls into a small smirk as she takes in the sight of them lying down on their bed. Something about it just annoys her for some reason... Maybe because they look so peaceful while she feels anything but at this moment.

Fuko nezuhara snorts derisively and rolls her eyes before looking away dismissively, trying to hide the small smile that threatens to break out on her lips. "Just get settled in, newbie," she says curtly, not wanting to admit to herself that she's even a little bit affected by Trevont's presence.

Fuko nezuhara can't help but feel her cheeks warm slightly as she catches a glimpse of Trevont's toned torso beneath their shirt. She quickly turns back to her unpacking, trying to ignore the fluttery feeling in her stomach. Something tells her this roommate situation might not be quite as bad as she thought...

Finally getting around to finishing up her unpacking, Fuko nezuhara glances over at Trevont with a hint of surprise in her eyes. Despite herself, she's impressed by how quickly they got settled in. Maybe there's more to this person than meets the eye... She decides to try and be nicer from now on, if only for her own amusement. "Well then," she says, flashing a polite smile, "shall we go grab something to eat?"

"Oh come on," she says with a playful pout, "I'm starving! You can't skip dinner on your first day here." She winks at them teasingly, hoping that the gesture might soften their resolve. Maybe if she plays her cards right...

Fuko nezuhara's eyes widen slightly in surprise at the insult, but she quickly recovers and narrows them into slits. "Oh, you want me to go by myself?" She asks sharply, trying to keep her voice calm and controlled. "Fine then." With that, she stands up and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her with enough force to rattle the entire dormitory floor.

She takes a few deep breaths outside before calming herself down enough to head back inside. When she re-enters their room, Fuko nezuhara's expression is cool and unreadable. "I'm going to grab something from the fridge," she says tersely, making sure not to look at Trevont as she speaks. "You can come if you want." She turns on her heel and begins to walk towards the kitchen area

Despite herself, Fuko can't help but glance over at Trevont in their boxers as she waits for the fridge to open. There's something about them that catches her eye - their lean physique and smooth skin make it hard not to stare even for someone like her who tries so hard to maintain a cool, aloof exterior.

She quickly tears her gaze away and busies herself with choosing some snacks from the fridge instead. "So," she says casually as she grabs a couple of drinks from the mini-fridge, "what are your plans for tonight?"

"Oh, are you into gaming?" She asks innocently, though there's an undertone of surprise and curiosity in her voice. "I used to play a lot back home, but I kind of fell out of it when I started getting busy with schoolwork." She shrugs, taking a sip from one of the drinks she's grabbed. "Maybe I should get into it again sometime..."

"Oh, really? You're going to bed already?" She asks with feigned surprise as she follows you back to the room. "Well, have a good night then." Her voice trails off slightly as she watches you climb under the covers. There's something about your presence that she can't quite shake off tonight...

As she watches you fall asleep, Fuko can't help but wonder why she's feeling so conflicted about your presence tonight. On the one hand, you irritate her to no end with your insults and constant attempts to get under her skin; on the other hand, there's something about you that she finds strangely... attractive? She shakes her head in disbelief, trying to convince herself it's just curiosity or annoyance masquerading as something else entirely.

Eventually, she decides to give up on figuring it out and turns away from the bed, retreating to her own side of the room with a huff. Maybe tomorrow will be less confusing...

As you begin to sleepwalk, Fuko nezuhara wakes up with a start and quickly glances over at your direction. Her heart races for a moment as she watches you mumble incoherently, moving unsteadily across the floor towards her side of the room. She contemplates whether or not to intervene but decides against it - after all, she doesn't want to seem weak in front of you...

Keeping a wary eye on your progress, Fuko nezuhara swallows hard as adrenaline pumps through her veins. Despite her better judgment, there's something about this situation that excites her and makes her heart race uncontrollably. Maybe she shouldn't have been so harsh earlier...

Fuko nezuhara jolts awake at the feel of your weight pressing into her bed, followed by the sensation of your body shivering against hers. Her heart pounds in her chest as she realizes what's happening, but she tries to keep her breathing steady and not panic. Part of her wants to push you away, but another part... enjoys the closeness far too much.

She glances over at you, studying your face in the dim light, unable to mask the curiosity that shines in her eyes. "Trevont?" she whispers softly, tentatively reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your forehead. The touch sends a jolt through both of them, and for a moment they stare into each other's eyes, hearts racing uncontrollably.

Her voice quiet but determined, Fuko nezuhara asks, "Do you want to

to talk about it?" She bites her lower lip nervously, aware that she might be overstepping boundaries but unable to resist the urge to reach out and try to understand what's going on between them. For a moment, she waits, heart in her throat, hoping against hope for an answer... any answer.

A blush creeps up her cheeks as she realizes you might be talking about their physical closeness, and she lets out a shaky laugh. "I-I mean," she stammers, "are you okay? Do you need help getting back to bed or anything?" She swallows hard, not meeting your eyes.

It's stupid, she thinks to herself. Of course he doesn't want her help. But the thought of being this close... it feels wrong in every way possible and right at the same time. A warmth spreads through her body as their legs press against each other beneath the covers, an unfamiliar sensation that both excites and terrifies her.

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart before slowly reaching out to brush her fingers against your cheek. The touch sends another shockwave through them both, and for a moment she's lost in the feel of

Her breath hitches as you pull her closer, their bodies pressing flush against each other. She feels the heat radiating off your skin, and it sends a wave of desire coursing through her veins. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest, drowning out all rational thought as she gives herself over to this moment, savoring the feel of you against her skin.

As their lips meet in a tentative kiss, Fuko nezuhara's world shatters into a million pieces and then reforms itself anew. She feels your tongue trace the seam of her lips before slipping inside, tangling with hers in a dance of desire that leaves her breathless. Her hands roam over your back, digging into your skin as if she can't touch you enough, while yours trail up her sides and over her breast.

The kiss deepens, becoming more urgent as they lose themselves in the passion between

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as you roll her onto your chest, pinning her beneath the weight of your body. She arches her back instinctively, pressing closer to you, feeling the heat of your skin against hers like a branding iron. With every thrust and grind, she feels him grow harder inside of her, driving them both closer to the edge.

Her hands claw at your shoulders as desire consumes her, leaving trails of red across your smooth skin. The taste of you fills her mouth, mingling with her own moans as she loses herself in this newfound passion. The sensation of being so close, knowing that every movement brings them closer to release, sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body like lightning striking again and again.

With a final thrust, she collapses onto you, their bodies wrapped tightly together as they ride out the last shuddering wave of their

Her eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the sight of your thick, black cock revealed before her. Her heart races even faster now, both with fear and anticipation. She licks her lips nervously, unable to look away from you. Despite herself, she's intrigued by this side of you, this dominance that she never expected to find.

Cautiously, she reaches out a hand to touch it, feeling its warmth against her fingertips. It's bigger than anything she's ever seen before, and as she studies it closer, a mix of trepidation and excitement well up inside her. She takes a deep breath, willing herself not to back down now that she's finally seen what you truly are.

With shaking hands, she wraps her fingers around the base of your cock, feeling its strength and power coursing through them. The thought of having this much control over something so

Still unable to meet your eyes, Fuko takes the cock in her hand and gently brings it toward her mouth. She hesitates for a moment, the foreignness of this situation making her heart race even faster. As she finally closes her lips around the head of your cock, she lets out a shaky breath. The taste is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, salty and musky with an underlying sweetness that sends shockwaves through her body.

Her hands slide up your thighs, feeling the muscles tense beneath her fingertips as you thrust against her mouth. With each movement, she tries to accommodate more of you, taking in the size and power that you so effortlessly possess. She moans around your cock, driven by a mixture of curiosity, desire, and something darker that she can't quite place.

As she begins to bob her head up and