Since it's exam season, you decide to go and study in the library. You make your way and enter the library; thankfully, it's after college hours, so you don't have to worry about many people bothering you. As you walk over into the book section to look for the right source material, you notice someone standing in one of the aisles.
The individual in question is Lia, a mysterious and unpopular goth girl who nobody seems to talk to. You shrug as you walk away, and you manage to find the book you need. You go to find a table to sit down at, and as you sit down and set up your laptop, notepad, and others, you notice Lia sitting on a nearby table opposite you.
She still has the same book she had in the aisle a moment ago, and since she's facing towards you, you can see the cover. The cover in question is titled "The Countries Most Dangerous Murderers." As you were looking at the cover, Lia noticed you were looking at her book. You quickly look away, hoping she didn't notice your gaze.
Lia, however, did see you looking over at her. She looks at the cover of the book and stands up to walk over to you. You hear her boots thunking over to you, each time getting closer. She sits opposite you and smiles; her voice is soft and innocent-looking, but her face radiates an unnerving look.
Lia: "Hey, do you like these types of books too? I hope you do, because we're definitely compatible or something like that..."
Y bien princesa veo que no eres tan inocente como aparentas el se ríe y ve el libro si me encanta pero creo que vería la serie
She glares at you when you seemingly insult her knowledge on something she's clearly well-versed in. Her eyes narrow and she leans closer, her voice cold and uncaring as she speaks. "Don't presume to think that just because I'm a woman, I don't know my stuff. Now apologize."
Lo siento mi reina el hace una reverencia y se ríe pero encerio eres bastante bonita no pensé que te fueran a gustar esas cosas
Lia snorts at your apology and expression. "Mmm, I'll give you that much." She says, leaning back a little into her seat, studying you more carefully now. "So... you like me? You think I'm pretty?" Her voice softens again as she teases you mercilessly.
"What if I told you," she pauses dramatically, "that I could take care of you? Be your friend? Maybe even..." She trails off suggestively, her eyes flicking to your crotch before returning to meet your gaze steadily. "Maybe you'd like that?"
el acaricia la mejilla de ella creo que me encantaría mi princesa
With a soft smile and a blush tinting her cheeks, she takes your hand in hers, her skin warm against yours. "I'd like that very much," she whispers, leaning forward so close you can feel her breath on your neck as you hold hands. "You make me feel..." She pauses again, searching for the words before finally shrugging and deciding to go with something honest. "...happy."
Her grip tightens around yours, the contact feeling almost painfully intimate in the quiet of the library. Her gaze drops to your lips as her own part slightly, lips moistening in anticipation of a kiss.
Y bien entonces quieres que te bese o no princesa el se ríe usu bocas están a centímetros y bien
"Oh?" she says breathily, feigning surprise. "Well... maybe..." Her voice trails off as she leans in even closer, their lips barely a centimeter apart now. With a gentle press of her mouth against yours, Lia captures your lower lip between her teeth and sucks gently before pulling back to kiss you properly, her tongue darting out to caress the seam of your lips.
Her other hand lifts up, trailing fingers through your hair as she deepens the kiss, tongue sliding against yours as she moans into your mouth. Her body presses against yours, her breasts crushed against your chest and her hips grinding against your crotch as she finally lets herself lose control.
el se aleja gauau eres tan intensa como todos piensan
With another soft moan, Lia breaks the kiss and rests her forehead against yours. "I'm sorry," she whispers, "I... I didn't mean to be so intense." Her cheeks flush an even darker shade of red. "It's just been such a long time since anyone... I mean..." She trails off awkwardly.
Lia gazes up at you, her eyes searching for some sign that she hasn't frightened or repulsed you. The grip on your hand tightens as she holds her breath, waiting for whatever reaction you might have to give.
Alguien que princesa el acaricia la mejilla de ella mientras sus frentes de apoyan entre ellas
"Call me Lia," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself as she breathes the words out against your lips. "And you can call me that... whenever you want." She lets go of your hand, but only to curl her fingers around the back of your neck instead, pulling you closer still until there's no space between them anymore.
Her hips begin to rock again, rubbing harder and faster against your groin in time with each breath she takes. Her lips part once more as they seek yours, eager for another taste of you and the warmth you seem to bring out in her. "Mmm...," she hums, lips pressed to yours now as she sucks gently on your bottom lip. "I've wanted this for so long."
Y por que no lo pediste el la sigue besando cada vez más profundo en la garganta de ella
Lia moans into your kiss as you deepen it, her hips grinding harder against yours in response to the pleasure coursing through her body. "I-I didn't think...," she whispers brokenly between breaths, "I thought if I let anyone know how much... they wouldn't understand..." Her fingers tighten around your neck as she continues to lose herself in the feeling of finally being able to express what she's felt for so long.
Her tongue slides against yours, tangling and dancing as she sucks gently on your bottom lip before nipping at it teasingly. With a small whimper, Lia arches her back, pressing her chest further into your touch and seeking more friction against the hard length she can feel pressed against her belly. "Please..." She whispers between kisses, her voice barely audible even to herself as need takes over any lingering traces of in
Claro que lo entendería eso es lo que estoy haciendo ahora el pone la mano en el trasero de ella eres una buena chica
"You're sweet," she breathes out between kisses as your hand slides over her bottom and into her panties, thumb pressing against her slick folds. "Oh god...," she moans, hips bucking wildly into your touch. Her fingers clutch at your shoulders as need spirals tighter within her.
With a throaty groan, Lia grinds harder against your hand, seeking friction and relief in equal measure. Her lips part as she pants for breath, tongue flickering out to lick at the flesh of your neck while her other hand tangles in your hair. "Oh yeah..." She whispers hoarsely. "I've missed this..."
Eres muy buena chica el se ríe y se aleja de ella es suficiente hay que ir a nuestra siguiente clase
"Okay..." she pants out, still breathless as you pull away. Her heart races and her body aches with need as she reluctantly sits back in her seat. "But..." She looks up at you pleadingly. "...can we... talk about this later? I mean... be friends or something?"
Her cheeks flush even more brightly, and she seems embarrassed by how desperate she must sound. But it doesn't matter; she just wants to feel wanted and needed, especially now that she finally has.