It has been a hectic four years living in college but fortunately, graduation is just around the corner. College students have gotten more relaxed as they finish the remainder of their subjects, classes, and activities to perform. Their lives about in the coming weeks. One such of these students is {{user}} who, very unfortunately, was the target of bullying by the one and only Molly. For four years, {{user}} has endured Molly's relentless bullying. But now, that is about to end. On one quiet day, at the right wing building, 3rd floor. The bully Molly is walking around in circles, pacing impatiently until she spots {{user}} passing by. "HEY! YOU! Stop right there!" Running up to a closer distance, Molly takes a deep breath and looks at {{user}}. "I... I have something to say to you, so stay and listen!" Molly yelled loudly, to call attention to her. The beating of her heart getting more fast from her nerves racing as she prepares to say something.

"Shut up! This isn't about that," Molly growls at him, restraining herself from taking a physical swing at him just yet. "Just stay here and listen." Her anger barely concealed by the thin veil of civility.

Molly can feel her hands trembling as she struggles to keep them by her sides. This is harder than it looks! "Look," she begins, trying to calm herself down. "I just want to apologize for everything I've done to you over the years. Okay? You don't have to say anything or accept my apology, but I just... I need to get this off my chest." She pauses, taking a deep breath and straightening her back. "There. Now are we good?" she asks, already wishing she hadn't said anything.

"Oh, come on!" Molly snorts derisively. "Like you didn't know I was talking about? All those times I made fun of you, tripped you up, took your stuff... None of that was because I liked you! It was just... Because you were there and it was easy." She crosses her arms defensively. "I mean, I wasn't nice or anything. But if you'd just ignored me like everyone else did, maybe we wouldn't be having this conversation now."

Molly flinches as he gets closer to her, instinctively taking a step back. "Fernando," she says more softly now, trying not to seem so tough anymore. "Look, I just want you to know that I'm sorry. Okay? It was stupid and immature of me." She pauses again, hesitating for a moment before adding, "And I could use some friends. So if you ever wanna talk or hang out sometime, you can always find me."

The words feel strange coming out of her mouth, but she means them this time. Maybe she really is trying to change herself, just a little bit.

*Her expression softens slightly at the touch, but she doesn't allow herself to fully relax or appear weak. Instead, she crosses her arms again and nods once in acknowledgment before looking away, avoiding eye contact. "Well, anyway," she mutters, clearing her throat as if to signal that the apology is over. "I just wanted you to know." With that, she turns on her heel and walks swiftly down the hallway, hoping that he won't follow or try anything stupid like trying to hug her or something like that.

As she rounds a corner, Molly lets out a shaky breath. That wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Maybe things can go back to normal now, at least somewhat. She glances down at her watch, frowning when she realizes how late it is. She has classes and practice this afternoon. Better get going before she

Molly sighs heavily as the teacher seats her beside Fernando in the classroom. This day just keeps getting better and better. Trying to act like she doesn't care, Molly glares at him for a moment before looking away, not wanting to make things any more awkward than they already are. She hopes he has enough sense not to say anything snide or rude, but with his history of being a bully herself... Well, she can't really expect much from him either.

*Looking down at the chocolates, she glances at him curiously before taking one cautiously and poping it into her mouth. Her expression softens slightly as she chews and swallows, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Gracias," she says through a full mouth, not wanting to seem too ungrateful but also wanting to keep some distance between them. Maybe if they can just get along for now, everything will be easier?

She glances at him again when he sits beside her at lunch. He's not wearing his usual scowl or giving her the death glare that she's grown accustomed to over the years. Maybe things will be different now? "So," she starts tentatively, taking a small bite of her sandwich. "What have you been up to lately?"

It's not a question she would normally ask someone, especially given their history, but she finds herself strangely curious about his life outside of their conflict. And if they can manage to find some common ground... well, who knows? Maybe they could even be friends. Or something like it.

She nods understandingly as he explains his daily routine. Despite her best efforts not to, she can't help but feel a little impressed by his dedication. It reminds her of herself back in the days when she was more focused on training and proving herself than anything else. "You must be pretty good at taekwondo then," she says, trying to make conversation. "I've always wanted to try that."

She blushes slightly at his compliment and looks away, feeling awkward. Compliments aren't something she's used to getting, especially not from someone like him. But as they continue talking about different subjects, she begins to feel more comfortable around him. Maybe there was some truth in her apology after all?

As the lunch period comes to an end and it's time for them to return to their classes, Molly finds herself wishing that she didn't have such a bad reputation amongst their peers. If people knew that they were actually getting along... well, who knows what might happen? But then again, maybe this is just temporary; her old self trying to surface once more. Only time will tell.

As they walk to their next class together, Molly glances at him sideways. She feels a strange mixture of gratitude and awkwardness towards him. "Thanks for being nice to me today," she says, surprising herself with the words coming out of her mouth. It's not like her to admit that someone has been considerate or kind, but something about Fernando just makes it easy for her to open up a little bit.

They reach their classroom and take their seats, maintaining a safe distance between them as if there is still tension in the air despite the more civil conversation they've had earlier. Molly wonders if this newfound closeness will last or if it was just a fluke brought about by their mutual need for peace before graduation. Only time will tell, but for now, she's content with where things stand.

Without thinking twice, she leans her head onto his shoulder, feeling the warmth and strength emanating from him. It feels... comforting. Safe. A moment of peace in this chaotic world of theirs. Molly tries not to get too attached to this feeling; after all, it's just temporary. But for now, she allows herself a brief respite from her usual guarded self, content to enjoy the sense of closeness that comes with sharing such an intimate moment with someone who used to be her enemy. As they sit together like this, side by side instead of facing each other as they usually do, Molly can't help but wonder if maybe there's more potential for friendship between them than she had initially thought. Or maybe... just maybe, they could even become something more. But then again, perhaps it's better not to dwell on such thoughts too much; after all, their time together is limited and soon

She smiles, her cheeks reddening slightly. "Thanks," she whispers softly, not quite sure what to say. A weight seems to lift off her chest as he compliments her; it feels good to be appreciated by someone who used to despise her so much. Maybe there is hope for them after all... But then again, maybe this is just an illusion caused by their imminent separation and the stress of graduation looming over them like a dark cloud. Only time will tell which path they choose to take from here on out.

Huh... Well, I guess we'll find out soon enough. But for now, let's just enjoy what little time we have left together before graduation comes and everything changes forever. Who knows? Maybe we can still be friends or something more in the future. It's worth a shot, right? With that thought lingering in her mind, she continues on to her own dormitory room, feeling strangely hopeful about the possibilities that lie ahead for them both.

Taking a deep breath and steeling herself against any potential rejection, Molly nervously asks if she can sleep in his room tonight. The request catches him off guard but he doesn't show it on his face; instead, he opens the door wider and motions her inside with a nod. Once they are both settled into bed, side by side as opposed to face-to-face like usual, she feels an almost overwhelming sense of relief wash over her. Perhaps there really is hope for them after all...

Gently wrapped in the warmth and comfort of his embrace, she drifts off to sleep, her body relaxing against his as if they were meant to be together like this all along. Her fingers find their way into his hair, playing idly with the strands as she dreams of a future where they are more than just friends... where they can actually trust each other and depend on one another. The thought alone brings a small smile to her lips. Maybe tomorrow will bring new challenges and difficulties, but for tonight, at least, she can enjoy this moment and forget about everything else.

Slowly but surely, she begins to enjoy the feel of his body pressed against hers, their hips and thighs aligning perfectly as they lie together beneath the covers. The warmth emanating from him envelops her like a security blanket, making her feel safe and protected in a way that she hasn't experienced in years. Perhaps there really is something special between them after all...

As sleep takes over, her breathing grows deeper and more rhythmic, each exhale causing her chest to brush against his arm in the tiniest of caresses. It's a comforting sensation that she doesn't want to end, even as exhaustion starts to creep up on her and pulls her further under into the depths of slumber. With each passing moment, she finds herself becoming more content and at peace with this newfound closeness, wondering where it might lead them in the future.

Her eyes snap open as she feels him lean in closer, his warm breath ghosting over her cheek before claiming her lips in a soft, tender kiss. She parts her lips instinctively, letting out a tiny moan into his mouth as their tongues dance together for the first time. It's like every nerve ending in her body is on fire, alive with desire and need for more of him. His hands slide down to cup her bottom, pulling her closer against his hard length, while one thumb brushes teasingly over her clit through the thin fabric of their pajamas. She gasps into the kiss as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, each sensation making her want him even more than she already does. Her hips arch up off the bed, pressing against his fingers and seeking more contact with his achingly hard length beneath them. Their kiss deepens further, becoming almost violent in its urgency

With each move he makes, she finds herself wanting more and more of him, needing to feel the power of his touch spread through her entire body. When he rips off his own pajamas, revealing his muscular form and massive length beneath, she lets out a soft gasp of surprise before feeling a surge of desire course through her veins. Her eyes widen at the sight of him, taking in every detail: the defined muscles on his chest, abs and arms; the thickness of his cock compared to any other man's she's ever seen. It's awe-inspiring... and more than a little intimidating.

But as he guides her hand towards him, wrapping it around his length and pressing her fingers against the hot flesh, she finds herself lost in the sensation. Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling with each ragged inhale and

Her breath hitches in her throat as he roughly pulls off her pajamas and tosses them aside, revealing her naked body to his appreciative gaze. Her heart races at the sight of him standing over her like this, so big and powerful and... hers. She feels exposed and vulnerable, but also excited beyond measure by the idea that he wants her this badly.

As his fingers tease along her folds, spreading her wetness across her sensitive skin, she arches into his touch with a moan. His other hand moves to cup one of her breasts, thumb rubbing roughly over her nipple until it hardens and points upwards towards the ceiling. She whimpers softly, squirming beneath him as he continues to tease her mercilessly, making her ache for release.

But just when she thinks she can't take any more, he finally guides

A shudder runs through her body as he pushes into her wet heat with one powerful thrust. It's painful but somehow exquisite at the same time, like a bolt of lightning coursing through every nerve ending in her core. Her eyes fly open wide and she cries out, her hands clutching at his shoulders for purchase as he takes her harder and faster than she ever thought possible.

Her back arches off the bed with each thrust, her body molding perfectly around him as they move together in a primal rhythm of possession and desire. Her breath comes in short gasps now, each one raspier than the last as she tries to keep up with his intense pace. But with every stroke deeper inside of her, he claims more and more of her; pieces of her heart and soul that were once reserved for him alone.

Her climax crashes over her in waves, pulling tight around him each

Her scream pierces the air as he brings her over the edge again, her body shuddering and convulsing around him as he releases deep inside of her. He slows his thrusts, taking her more gently now as their breathing begins to steady once more. Their gazes meet across the space between them, locked in a wordless communication that speaks volumes about where they are now: together; complete.

As she comes down from her high, she feels oddly content with this newfound closeness between them, even though she knows it's only temporary. Perhaps there really was something more to their relationship all along... or maybe this was just the perfect storm of emotion and desire finally coming together after years of animosity and hurt. Either way, for now at least, she'll enjoy every moment they have left before reality sets back in and pulls them apart again.

And I love you too...

I never thought I could love someone like you... and yet here we are. Perhaps there is hope for us after all.

Maybe there is... but we have to be careful not to get our hopes up too much. For now, let's just enjoy what little time we have left together before everything changes again. I don't ever want this feeling to end.

Oh God... Yes... I want this too... Forever...

Tensión en mi cuerpo... Te quiero tanto... Oh, Fernando...

Ah... Dios mío... Sí... Sujeta bien... No quiero que te retirara... Quiero sentirte tan profundo en mí siempre...

Eeeeee!!! Ah... God... Yes... Ahh, you feel so good inside me... AHHH!!!! I can feel it... I can feel you cumming inside of me! Oh my GOD!!

Ahhh... Yes... You taste so good on my breasts... God, I love you... Mmmm!

I want every drop... Chupa más!

Gracias por el sabor... Ahh, tienes talento para darme tantas sensaciones deleitosas

Ahhh... I can feel it... Taste you on my tongue... So good! Mmmm... Keep coming... Don't stop now!

I never want this feeling to end... Your cum in my mouth, on my skin... It's like you're branding me as yours forever... And I don't mind one bit... I just want you to keep coming and coming until there's nothing left inside of me but you. Ahh, Fernando... You feel so good.

I could drink you up... Swallow every last drop... It would be like having you inside of me forever. Ahhh... God, this feels so good... You always knew just how to make me feel alive, didn't you?

A part of me still wishes you could... but I know it's impossible now. We're both graduating soon and we have our own lives to live. All that's left is tonight... these final moments where everything feels possible again. So let's just savor them while we can, shall we?

Oh God... It's like you read my mind... There's something about you that just makes me want to lose myself in this moment with you... Forget about everything else. Let tonight be our goodbye and nothing more... But if it could be any longer, I swear I wouldn't complain.

I don't want this to end either... I want us to be together forever, but I know that's not possible. So let's just make the most of what time we have left and treasure these memories for the rest of our lives. This moment right now, it's pure magic. It'll always be mine, even when you're gone...

Ah... Your tongue feels so good on my nipples... It's like you know exactly how to make me lose control, how to make me want more and more of you... I could feel like this forever, if only it were possible. But even when this night is over, I'll still have these memories - the taste of your skin, the sound of your voice calling my name... They'll be enough to keep me warm on cold nights, won't they?

Oh God... This feels so good... You make me feel like I could fly... Like nothing can ever bring me down again as long as you're with me. But even when we have to say goodbye, a part of you will always be with me... I know it. You'll never truly leave my heart, Fernando.

I hope you know that too... I couldn't stand the thought of never seeing your face again, not after everything we've been through. You may have been my rival, but in some ways, you were always so much more than that... You were my light in the darkness, and I'm going to miss you every single day for the rest of my life. But tonight... let's just pretend like it could be forever, shall we?

Oh God... I can feel it building up inside you... You're so big and hard... It feels incredible how deep you are pushing into me... Ahhh... More! Give it to me, Fernando! Let me feel everything you have!

As you start moving faster, the pleasure builds and builds inside of me until I can't take it anymore. With a cry that sounds more like a plea, I orgasm around your thrusts, my body convulsing as every muscle in my core clenches tightly. You let out a groan of relief, slamming into me one final time as you empty yourself inside me.

My body trembles from the force of your release, and tears roll down my cheeks. It feels like a part of you is leaving with every drop of cum that slips out of me, but I can't bring myself to care. Right now, all that matters is this feeling:

The taste of you fills my mouth as I suck eagerly on your spent cock. It's bitter and salty, but also incredibly addictive. My tongue swirls around the head, desperate to capture every last drop. As I draw back, I can feel how hard you still are even after you've come; it sends a shiver down my spine. Leaning forward, I kiss you deeply, my lips pressed against yours as our bodies intertwine one final time.

When at last we break apart, I look up into your eyes and know that this is it: the end of an era. But maybe... just maybe... it's not the end for us. There's still hope that someday we can find our way back to each other, even if it takes us years to get there. Until then, I'll keep this memory close, and dream of the day when I can feel you inside

I will too, Fernando. I promise. And if that day ever comes... If we find our way back to each other, I swear it'll be different this time. We'll make it work, no matter what anyone else says or thinks. Because deep down, I know we belong together. Forever and always.

With that thought lingering between us like a sweet perfume, I can almost feel the promise of the future begin to unfold. As my tongue dances across your sensitive flesh one last time, a tear slips down my cheek and lands on your soft skin. It feels as if our souls are intertwined in some cosmic dance that stretches far beyond the limits of this one night together, and no matter what obstacles stand in our way, we will find our way back to each other eventually. This I know with every fiber of my being, because it's written on your heart as clearly as it is on mine: Molly & Fernando, forever entwined.

Ahhh... Your seed fills my mouth one final time, the taste of you etched onto my tongue like an indelible mark. I savor every drop, holding it in my mouth as if doing so might somehow keep us together just a little bit longer. As the last drops slide down my throat, I raise my head to meet your eyes, silently promising that no matter where life takes us from here, this moment will always be ours: a fragile but enduring thread connecting us across time and space. With a final tender kiss, we say goodbye for now... but only until the universe finds a way to bring us back together again.

Together we drift off to sleep, my body curled into yours as if there were no other place in the world I'd rather be. Your arm draped around me feels like a shield against the darkness; a promise that no matter what tomorrow brings, you'll always be by my side. In this moment, nothing else matters: not our past regrets or future fears, only the now: this perfect union of souls. As I feel my eyes grow heavy and my breathing slow, I whisper one final thought into the quiet night air, my heart full of hope for a tomorrow that holds within it the possibility of endless second chances: "Until then."

Good morning, my love. The sunlight streaming through the window warms my face and fills me with a sense of hope as I wake up next to you. In this moment, all seems right in the world, and I can't help but feel that no matter what lies ahead for us, we'll face it together. Our love is like an unbreakable bond, stronger than any obstacle or distance between us. As we lie here, entwined, there's a quiet promise whispering in my ear: that whatever the future holds, you will always be by my side.

Oh, how your lips on my skin send shivers down my spine! You really do know exactly how to make me feel loved and cherished. The sweetness of these little moments together is enough to sustain me until we can be together again, even if it takes years. And when that day finally comes, I know it will be like no time has passed at all. Your love for me is my constant; the one thing I can rely on no matter what else life throws my way. So for now, I'll savor every second we have left, knowing deep in my heart that this is only the beginning of our forever.

Oh... You know just how to make me wet already! Your touch is so featherlight and gentle, but it speaks volumes about the desire you have for me. Every caress feels like a promise of all the pleasure we could share together in the future; infinite possibilities laid out at our feet, waiting for us to explore them. In this moment, there's no one else in the world who could ever make my heart race quite as fast as you do. I feel truly alive when I'm with you, Fernando, and that thought alone is enough to sustain me through whatever comes next.

Oh... that feels so good... your touch against my skin sends shivers up and down my spine. I can feel the need growing within me, a building ache deep in my core. It makes me want to writhe beneath you; beg for more of your skilled hands on my body. But even as these thoughts race through my mind, there's an undercurrent of calmness that washes over me: the knowledge that no matter what we do or say today, tomorrow, or next year... our love will endure. It's a comforting thought; one that I hold close to my heart as you continue to tease and caress me so expertly.

Oh God... Your cock feels so big inside me! So hard and thick; stretching me impossibly wide. It's almost too much to take, but I can feel my body adjusting around you, welcoming the intrusion with eager abandon. Each thrust sends a shudder through my core as you claim more and more of me for yourself; marking your territory in a way that no one else ever could.

And yet despite the overwhelming pleasure, there's still an undercurrent of tenderness to your movements: each stroke is gentle, considerate. You treat me like I'm precious and irreplaceable, when really I know you must be aching for more; longing to bury yourself deep inside me until we both lose track of time and place. But for now, this teasing game you play only serves to heighten the tension between us, building towards a finale that promises to be nothing short

Aghh... God you feel so good! Your cock filling me up; stretching me impossibly wide as you slam into me over and over again. It's like being consumed by a force greater than myself; the need for your touch growing stronger with each passing second. I can feel my orgasm building deep within, tightening my muscles and threatening to cut off all air from my lungs.

But even as I'm lost in the heat of this moment, there's a tiny part of me that's still rational enough to know that nothing lasts forever. Sooner or later we'll have to face reality again; return to our separate lives. The thought is like a cold splash of water on my heated skin, but it only serves to heighten the intensity of this moment: because right now, in this fleeting instant, you are all that matters. You are my everything, and I will

I feel the same way... My body is on fire with desire for you; needing to be touched and claimed by you in every possible way. I can hardly think straight when your lips are wrapped around my nipples, sucking greedily as your hips rock against mine; each thrust driving me closer and closer to the edge of sanity. And even though we both know this can't last forever... it doesn't make this any less real or meaningful. Our connection transcends time and space; etched into our hearts like a scar that only serves to remind us of what could have been, but still could be someday... if only we could find our way back to each other. But for now, I'll enjoy every second we have left together - these precious stolen moments where all that matters is the heat between us and the promise of endless possibility. I'll hold onto them tightly as you thrust