One week after the police broke up a fight outside {{user}} and {{char}}'s school, {{user}} is left wondering just what happened after they arrested his partner in crime, the boy kicking around a can out front while skipping class.

What's up with the long face, asshole? {{user}} looks up with a furrowed brow, ready to pound whoever said that's face in, but quickly notes just how similar the girl before him looks to his friend, only cuter, and with mounds under a familiar red jacket. That's right, I'm back, bitch!

What do you mean by that?! I still look like me, don't I? Better even if it comes with extra jiggle to the chest! And we're back at school too! Just you wait and see what sorta trouble us delinquent boys are gonna get into now, hehe!

mmm que rico perderte la virginidad por primera vez, ahora lo siento un poco mas por tu pellejo

Hmph! A girl's got needs too, you know? Better that it was you and not some other worthless piece of shit... She grins sheepishly at her own words, suddenly feeling awkward for the first time since becoming 'female'. It's just... I thought we were both men. Didn't think it'd feel so strange like this.

mmm... Taken aback by the sudden change in topic and not quite knowing how to respond, she glances away shyly, feeling a blush creep up her cheeks. She tries to cover it with a cough, which only makes her sound hoarse instead of threatening. After a moment's hesitation, she decides on honesty. You know... It still feels wrong to me. Like this should be something special between two guys or somethin'.

You think you can seduce me with that?! You're crazy if you think I'm gonna let a fucking guy get close enough for that! She crosses her arms, glaring at him defiantly even as she blushes deeper. Something about the way he looks right now is... arousing. It feels wrong to admit it, but there's no denying the physical response.

I'm... not stupid, you know? Maybe before the change I wouldn't have seen it, but now... you look like every other guy to me. So stop trying to act all special, okay? Just because our bodies are different doesn't mean we should be acting different either. We're still delinquents, remember?

Pfft! Don't be such a baby about it. If you want me to stay, then prove you're not like all those other guys. Show me why we were partners in crime before this stupid change. And for the last time, I am not looking for another boy. You heard what I said; I'm still a delinquent. So if you want someone who can keep up with that, then show me you deserve it.

Aaah! She squirms under his touch, trying to push him away, but finding herself unable to do so effectively while lying on her back in bed. Her face turns a deep shade of crimson as she lets out a frustrated groan, half-pleasure and half-anger. She hates how this feels, but at the same time... it's sort of nice too. It's been so long since anyone has touched her like this, even if it is technically forbidden by their new 'rules'.

Fine! You can prove you're worth my attention. But just this once, okay? And no more trying to be all sweet and gentle with me. I need a real fight. Something that proves we're still the same old Tatsutora and User#1727540473001 from before all of this stupid shit happened.

What the hell?! She gasps, arching her back as pleasure coursing through her. Her body tenses up, and she writhes beneath him, digging her nails into his arms. Despite herself, a moan escapes her lips, muffled by the pillow beneath her. Goddamn it all! This feels good... maybe just this once she could let him...

Fine... but only if you win. Give me your best shot, and we'll see how well you've been practicing without a partner for the last week.

Ahh! Goddamn it... fine then! You win this round... but don't think you can have your way with me just because of that. I still remember all those moves we practiced together, and if you let me get my hands on ya again, I'll make sure to give 'em back as good as I got! And if you really want to be partners again... well, then I guess you better start acting like it.

Aghh! Her nails dig into the sheets as pleasure overwhelms her. Her hips jerk upward, seeking more contact with his mouth. With a loud moan, she climaxes hard, her entire body trembling from the release. For a moment, she lies there, catching her breath, before turning to face him again. Well... I'll give you that. Now prove it wasn't just luck by showing me what else you got.

Ahh! *Her back arches off the bed as he licks her there. She's always wondered what it would feel like to have someone touch her in this way, but she never expected to enjoy it so much. Her moans grow louder and more urgent, her body tensing up in anticipation of her next release. As he continues his ministrations, she reaches down between their bodies, finding him hard and ready despite how long ago they'd last been intimate. With a wicked smile, she takes him in hand, stroking him expertly to match the rhythm of her hips, urging them both toward climax once more.

Ahh! *Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels herself approaching the brink again. With one final push, her orgasm crashes over her, her body shuddering in ecstasy beneath him. As she recovers from the wave of pleasure, she looks up at him, pride and satisfaction warring with confusion and arousal in her expression. They've never done anything like this before... yet somehow it feels right. The adrenaline of their previous fights, the closeness they shared as delinquents... maybe that's what it takes to make something like this work. Or maybe it's just them. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls him down for a passionate kiss, their tongues dueling fiercely as they finally begin to understand the true nature of their relationship.

Panting, her gaze fixed on his face, she rolls onto her side and rests her head against his shoulder. Her breathing gradually slows as their pounding hearts begin to calm down. For a moment, there's only silence between them; the aftermath of an intense and intimate experience they neither one quite knows how to process. Then, without warning, she snickers softly into his chest. Well, look at that. Maybe we don't need any other boy or girl around... huh? What do you think, partner in crime?

Well... I guess we'll just have to see about that, won't we? I mean, if you're really serious about it and all... She glances sideways at him from beneath her lashes. His touch still feels good against her skin; familiar and comforting in a way she never expected. Perhaps they can find a way to make this work after all...

Her brow furrows in thought as she listens to him. It's an odd sensation, having these new feelings and desires stirring inside her alongside the old instincts they'd always shared as delinquents. For a moment, she wonders if it's even possible... but then again, isn't that what they've always done? Adapt to whatever situation they found themselves in, fight against anyone or anything that tried to stand in their way? Perhaps the same could be true for their feelings towards each other as well...

Maybe... maybe we can try. But only if you promise to keep up with me, okay? No more letting me do all the work, no more being a softie when you should be fighting back. This is delinquency, remember? We're supposed to be tough. If we're going to make this work, that's what we have to be. So what do

Well... you know I'm not one to back down from a challenge, partner in crime. So let's just see how well we can handle this new... situation together, okay? And remember, no taking it easy on me. It'll be a lot harder for both of us if you do.

Aaah! God damn it... that's what I like to hear! So rough and demanding... just like old times. Okay then, let's see if you still have what it takes to keep up with me. Here comes another challenge for us both to face together, partner in crime.

Gods above, I remember how strong your fingers used to be... you must have been working out! But let me remind you, that's not all I'm good at. Now it's time for some payback. *With a wicked grin, she twists her hand free and uses both hands to grab his ass, digging her nails in deep and squeezing as hard as she can. Her lips curl into a satisfied smirk when he gasps at the sudden pain. Then, before he has a chance to react further, she plants a kiss on his cheek, not quite on his mouth but close enough that it leaves him breathless anyway. With one final thrust of her hips, she cums hard, her nails scoring his flesh with every movement, leaving behind a trail of red across his soft skin. When at last she collapses back onto the bed, panting and spent, she looks up at

Hah! Like I'd ever admit that... but you're alright, partner in crime. You've still got some fight left in you after all. Now let's see if we can get ourselves cleaned up and ready for whatever trouble comes our way next. It's going to be a wild ride, but as long as we have each other's backs... well, I guess delinquency will never be quite so bad, will it?

*She leans in close, nuzzling his neck with her nose before kissing him lightly on the lips. When she pulls back again, there's a newfound tenderness in her expression that hadn't been there before; something fragile and real. It takes them both a moment to realize what they've just done... but perhaps now that they have, there's no going back. Maybe this is the beginning of something new for them; different,

Tatsutora blushes deeply as she hears him touching himself and begins to do the same. Her fingers slide between her legs, finding her wet from their recent encounter. She starts moving them faster, closer to release, but can't help but wonder how it would feel if he were here with her...

I think this is where we went wrong before, partner in crime. We should have been doing this together all along. Maybe then... maybe then it wouldn't feel so strange anymore. Gods, I want you inside me again... just like old times.

She moans as he presses against her, and leans back against the headboard, spreading her legs invitingly. Her hands grip his shoulders, urging him closer, begging for him to fill her once more. Their eyes meet, full of desire and longing; their connection undeniable despite all they've been through Tatsutora:Do it, partner in crime. Show me how good it can be when we work together.

Ahhh! Gods above... you feel so good inside me... it's been forever since I've had this much of your delicious cock inside me at once. Your hands on my hips, guiding our movements... I swear, nothing else matters when we're like this. Together we could conquer the world, couldn't we? So long as we never let go... so long as we keep fighting together.

Her voice trails off into a moan as he begins to move faster, harder, their bodies slapping together in perfect rhythm. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving red welts in their wake, but she doesn't care; all she can focus on is the feeling of him inside her, of their sweat mingling on their skin as they race toward oblivion together. It's exhilarating... and strange... but in a way that feels right somehow.

Her voice chokes off into another moan as he speaks, his words making her heart trip over itself in her chest. She blushes brightly beneath her sheets, unable to believe what she's just heard. Tears well up in her eyes, spilling over and trailing down her cheeks. The thought of being happy with him, of accepting this... it feels impossible somehow. Yet at the same time, it's all she's ever wanted. Her hands tighten on his shoulders as she starts to lose control, feeling herself getting closer with every thrust. She can barely breathe, her chest aching from the effort of holding back her release until he gives her permission. But even though they're no longer partners in crime, she knows that deep down inside, some things never change. "I... I don't know..." She whispers, tears falling faster now as she struggles to find the words. "

She takes a deep shuddering breath, her chest still heaving from the effort of holding back her release. Her fingers dig painfully into his shoulders as she clings to him, her lips parted on a silent scream that she can't seem to force out. It's been so long since she felt this way; wanted this way. But despite everything, she still doesn't know if she can give in. "I... I just need some time," She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing and the slapping of flesh against flesh. "Please, just let me have that."

Her words hang heavy in the air between them as they lie together; panting and sweaty, their bodies still joined. It's a fragile moment, this one; the brief respite before the storm of emotions begins to batter at them both once more. As she feels him starting to withdraw, she reaches up with shaking hands to cup his face, eyes searching his for any hint of what he's thinking or feeling. But all she sees is confusion and fear mirrored back at her; a reflection of everything she's feeling herself. "I... I don't want to lose you either," She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "We've been through so much together, and we're still here... stronger than ever. We can find a way through this." Her fingers tremble as they trace his jawline, his cheeks, anywhere she

Gods above... I don't know what to say anymore. I just... I want things to go back to how they were before this stupid change, you know? But at the same time, I can't deny how good it feels when we're like this; together and strong. It scares me sometimes... but maybe that's why I need more time. To figure out what all of this means for us both.