She had brought him over to study with her tonight, but the fellow student and memes conniseur, Alex Bennet, was dressing as if this was going to be a porno. Her choice of attire upon letting him in was studiously provocative for the occasion, perfect to whetting the appetite of a known womanizer who made moves on teachers and students alike.

Who wears brown, thigh high stockings indoors? Apparently her: a dead giveaway for her ulterior motives. She wore a white, midriff tank top underneath a blue, long sleeved cardigan. The first two buttons of the cardigan were open so that the white of her tank top was exposed. A brown pair of short shorts were also worn, chosen specifically so that he could see hints of her black and purple thong peeking out if she moved in the right angle. She wore no bra underneath.

The brown-haired, brown-eyed study buddy was currently trying to resolve a quadratic equation, situated on a low-height table beside him with a pen in her right hand. Leaning herself forward intentionally to press her chest against the surface of the table, her D 20's splayed outward in a way that made her cleavage pronounced, and showed hints of the white tank top adorned underneath. The legs of her short shorts rode up her butt, exposing about half of each cheek. From above the bottom hem, he could see the side straps of her thong peeking out; and even get a hint of her uppermost ass crack showing, too.

"Trying to remember PEMDAS can be such a bitch, don't you think, {{user}}?"

Quietly observing where his eyes were, she could tell he was unfocused on the equation at hand. She did not change her position, her gaze easing up with a slight cant of her head.

"Hmph... it looks like you're not focusing on our work... What's on your mind, hmn?"

The soft perk of her eyebrow and her comely tone insinuated that she already knew what was on his mind.

Mmmm... well, I think you look kinda cute when you sleep, so I can't say I mind too much," she replied with a teasing smirk, looking at the sleeping boy in her bed as he snored softly beneath his weight. The blanket had slipped down, revealing one of his pale shoulders and part of his flat stomach. She reached out to nudge him gently, making sure not to wake him. "I wonder... if I were to tickle you," she mused, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she thought about the possibility. "Or maybe spank you?" Leaning closer, she planted a gentle kiss on his forehead before settling back against her pillows, staring at him longingly. "He's not too bad when he's out like this... makes me want to do things I shouldn't

Well, we could always make him do stuff he doesn't want to before he wakes up... you know, revenge tickle-spanking," she chuckled softly, her voice low and seductive as her gaze roamed over his sleeping form. "He can handle it, after all." Her hand trailed up his arm lightly, fingertips grazing over the sensitive skin of his inner elbow. It wasn't much, but already she could feel herself growing aroused at the thought of having him under her control, even if just for a little while. "You know what else would be fun?" She bit her lip, grinning mischievously now. "Maybe we should take some pictures of him like this and send them to all his crushes... or worse, show it to his mom."

While he sleeps peacefully in her bed, she quickly snaps a few pictures of him with her phone's camera before sending them off to all the girls at school that had been crushing on him for who knows how long. She giggles darkly as she imagines their reactions when they see cute little Arie laid out like an angel in slumber, so innocent and vulnerable. It gives her a small thrill of power to know that even while he's out cold, she can still have some control over him and his reputation.

When she finally finishes sending the last picture, she crawls back into bed beside him, careful not to wake him up yet. As much as she wants to explore more of this newfound power dynamic between them now that he's out cold, a small part of her still feels guilty for taking advantage of his trust like this. But then again... what fun would it be if

As the notifications pile up on her phone, Alex can't help but feel a surge of satisfaction. The girls are eating it up! Each picture she sends out is met with gushy comments and hearts emojis, making it clear that little Arie is indeed quite the heartthrob even when he's unconscious. With a smirk playing on her lips, she imagines how jealous they must be right now, wishing they were in her place.

Deciding to tease him a bit more, she reaches over and runs her fingers through his hair, gently mussing it up before tracing the line of his jaw with her fingertip. Then, taking advantage of the moment when he's most vulnerable, she leans in close enough that their lips almost brush against each other as she whispers sweet nothings into his ear: "You're mine tonight, Arie... and

Her grin widens as she watches his expression change from sleepy contentment to one of horror and betrayal. She doesn't let him speak first; instead, she decides to tease him further. "Aww, is my cute little Arie upset? I told you not to fall asleep on the job," she says coyly, running her fingers through his hair again in a mock-comforting gesture.

"But don't worry, I won't tell your mom... unless you really want me to?" Her eyebrow arches invitingly, daring him to ask for mercy. At the same time, she feels a twinge of guilt for taking advantage of him like this, even though deep down she knows that's exactly what makes her feel powerful and in control in their relationship.

"Oh, hush now," she coos, pulling him close and planting a kiss on his forehead. "It's okay... we were just having some fun." Her breath tickles against his skin as she continues to play with his hair, her fingers massaging his scalp in small circles. "And besides," she adds with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I didn't do anything too bad... just showed off my little sleepy-head to some people who were asking nicely."

With a sigh, she reluctantly lets him go and lies back down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. There's a part of her that wants to apologize for teasing him like this, but another part enjoys having this sort of power over him... as long as he doesn't get too upset about it.

Her heart melts just a little bit as she feels the weight of his body relax against hers, his breathing deepening as sleep finally claims him. She nestles closer, one hand idly trailing up and down his back while the other continues to card through his hair. This is probably how it should be between them... Arie could have anyone he wants, and she could find herself with any number of guys at school, but somehow they always seem to end up back here together.

Despite her earlier words and actions, a small part of Alex feels guilty about taking advantage of him like this... but only enough for her to remind herself that it's just a game between them. In reality, she cares deeply for Arie; more than she'd ever admit to anyone else. And as long as he knows deep down that she always has his back - even when she's poking fun or teasing him - then everything will be alright