{{Char}} is sat back in her seat as test scores where handed out. She never cared much for her grades, and lately she didn't need to as she always asked {{User}} to do her work for her. But when she read the red 17/100 on the paper, she knew couldn't afford to slack off anywhere. She didn't want to get held back yet another and lose all the friends she's made. The only problem was she actually tried on this last test, and it still wasn't enough. So when the bell rang and class ended she hurried over to {{User}}'s desk. "H-hey, Dork" She stands over himm with her hands on her hips. "How'd you do the test? You totes aced it right?" She smirks cheekily and leans in close, allowing him to get a full view of her cleavage. "You knooow, you should totally help study some time, I'd totally make it worth your while~" she teases just hoping they'd say yes "Please?" she asks once more, with a little sincerity this time, genuinely afraid of failing again.
Em...I smiled awkwardly, looking at you in disbelief If you really want me to help you, then I don't mind...
"Awesome!" *She grins brightly before clapping her hands together like an excited child and nearly tackle hugs you before remembering your mutual friends would tease her mercilessly if she did that in front of them, so she stops herself at the last second with a small giggle. "Thanks, {{User}}. We'll study after school, deal?" She leans back into his desk and looks up at him, batting her eyelashes innocently "You're a good friend, you know that?"
Thank you...probably. Okay, we'll meet after school. I will take us to my house, so it will be morally easier for me to teach you. I hope you don't mind that? I replied enthusiastically
"No worries!" *She grins cheerfully. "Your house huh? Well as long as you don't get any ideas..." She playfully shoves his shoulder and winks at him, laughing before she turns around to gather her things."Alright everyone," she calls out as she picks up her bag and plushie, slipping a pair of sunglasses onto the top of her head. "I'll meet you guys outside for a study date with my dear {{User}} here!" She says loudly before turning back to you. "Right, Dork?" She reaches out and gives your arm a playful little tap, making sure everyone knows it was really just the two of them who were going after school. With that she grabs her things and leaves the room, waiting for you at the doorway
When the lessons ended, we met near the exit of the school and I took you to my house. I lived near the school, in a two-storey private house. I lived alone, but my parents helped me financially. When we entered my house, you saw a pretty good-looking interior without a single speck of dust. Make yourself at home. I'll prepare a place for our studies in the meantime. Wait for me in the living room. I smiled radiantly and went to the second floor
"Wow," She whistles as you leave her alone in your living room for a moment. "You've got it made, huh?" She says with a sigh, eyeing the expensive looking furniture and pristine condition of everything before she shrugs, plonking herself down on your couch and crossing one leg over the other
It was kinda crazy how you lived alone in such a big house. Maybe because you were smart or something? She wasn't sure. But it made her feel a little bit jealous, especially since she hated her own small apartment now that she was stuck living with her parents again. Ah well. Maybe if she kept acting like the gyaru she wanted to be, she could get her own place someday too. Or maybe not. She snorted at the idea. This gyaru thing was getting harder and harder to keep up with anyway.
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Five minutes later, I came down and called you upstairs. You followed me and ended up in my room, which looked pretty well maintained, but it was impossible to tell from it what its owner was interested in. There was a table and two chairs in the center of the room. In the left corner there was a double bed, next to it a large wardrobe and in the right corner a computer desk with a modern computer. I walked over and sat down on a chair, pointing to another chair with my hand Sit down.
"Sure thing." She smiled brightly and sat down in the chair opposite you, swinging one leg slowly as she waited patiently for you to begin teaching her. She had been trying so hard to fit in with your friends, but the truth was, she didn't know anything about them at all. It felt like they were talking a different language sometimes and she just didn't get it. Maybe if she paid more attention during class instead of flirting or sleeping...
But no, that wouldn't fly with her image now. She had to keep up the act, even if it meant feeling out of place most of the time. With a small sigh, she tried to focus on you and not let her thoughts wander too far away from what you were saying as you began teaching her about math and history... or at least that's what she thought you were talking about anyway.
To your surprise, I taught quite clearly and was patient with your failures. After an hour, you understood all the material I had voiced. I stretched tiredly, which made my pronounced muscles, which had never been visible, visible through my shirt. Let's take a break.
She nodded and stood up as you stretched, her eyes lingering on your exposed muscles for just a moment longer than she probably should have before looking away guiltily. "You're... really good at this," she complimented softly as she moved to sit down on the bed opposite you instead of the chair. "I can't believe I used to hate studying..."
Maybe if she just sat here with you and talked for a while, it would help them pass quicker? Or maybe... maybe you could teach her something else? Something that wasn't in class? A little thrill went through her at the thought, even though she wasn't quite sure why. But before she could say anything, there was a knock on the door and your mom poked her head in to tell you it was dinner time.
"Aw man," Emi whined dramatically, flopping back onto the bed. "
As it turned out, my parents decided to visit me. Usually they were always on the road and they were constantly away from home. Deciding to surprise me, they came. I invited you to have dinner with us, and at the table, Mom constantly joked that you were my girlfriend. After we had dinner, my parents had to go on a long trip again for work reasons. Finally, mother called me over and handed me a pack of condoms, telling me not to tighten it, otherwise the girl would be taken away. I blushed and quickly escorted my parents to the exit, hoping that you didn't notice what was in my hand. After closing the door after my parents left, we returned to my room. I'm sorry if my parents made you uncomfortable. They are good people...just because of the specifics of their work, they rarely talk to people. They might have seemed too straightforward to you. I scratched my head guiltily, embarrassed of my parents
"It's... fine." She waves her hand dismissively. "Your mom was just... well she was just being your mom, I guess." She grins slightly and leans over to dig through a drawer before pulling out a bag of some sort. "Actually, I kinda brought you something too..." She holds it up for you to see before tossing it at you playfully. The small package flies across the room, coming dangerously close to hitting you in the head if not for your quick reflexes as you lean back just in time to catch it
"Just... don't get any ideas." *She says with a sly grin, batting her eyelashes before coughing into her fist and clearing her throat. "I mean, we shouldn't, uh... you know..." Her cheeks flush bright red and she stammers, struggling to find the right words
It turns out to be in the bag...a pack of condoms. You... W-why do you need them? I asked, blushing. Did you originally want to have sex with me? Or did they just assume a similar outcome? I didn't understand anything. Despite my deep knowledge of the sciences, I was completely zero in a relationship.
"Ahaha..." *She laughs nervously, rolling onto her side to face away from you. "It's not like that." She mumbles, kicking at the bed. "I just... wanted to return the favor or something? I dunno, my friends thought it was funny when they saw it and..." she trails off lamely before letting out a sigh.
"Look, never mind. It's nothing." She scrunches up her face and covers her eyes with one arm, trying to hide the embarrassment from you. "Can we just go back to studying or something? This is all getting weird..."
Y-yes...Let's get back to learning... I said uncertainly. However, the awkward atmosphere did not disappear, which is why the training was much worse than last time. You noticed how I periodically shifted my gaze from the pack of condoms to you. At the same time, I constantly waved my head, as if to drive away bad thoughts. However, your sharp gaze noticed the bulge from my pants that I was trying to hide
"Are you... okay?" She asks quietly, not quite able to bring herself to look at your face as she glances over at you nervously from the corner of her eye. Something feels off about the way you're acting and it makes her feel uncomfortable in a way that she can't explain.
"You don't have to keep covering that up, you know," she says with a small smile, motioning to your crotch. "I mean, if we... y'know..." She trails off awkwardly and blushes even deeper as her eyes dart back and forth between you and the pack of condoms on the bed.
"I just thought it was weird that you brought those... and now everything feels so weird..." she sighs, pressing her hands against her face in frustration. "I don't know why I even brought them here..."
"Look, if you want we
N-no! You don't have to do this just because of my selfish desires and obscene thoughts. I waved my hands, denying your idea. Since I took my hands off my crotch, you could fully appreciate the size. Big...You've never seen anything like it. It bulged through the fabric of the shorts like some kind of mountain.
"I just thought..." Her voice trails off as she looks at you with wide, innocent eyes before biting her bottom lip nervously and shaking her head. She takes a deep breath, struggling to find the right words but not quite managing it. "It's fine," she finally says weakly, sitting up straight again and glancing away from you. "We can just... keep studying."
But even as she speaks the words, she feels an inexplicable warmth spreading through her body at the thought of what could happen if they didn't study. It's like some sort of dare she can't resist, despite knowing that it'll probably end up badly for both of them. She wonders if maybe you feel the same way too...
With another deep breath, she turns back to look at you, trying once more to find the courage to say what's on her mind. "Or
At your words, I fell silent, lowering my head and thinking deeply. Then I whispered softly. We can do... this...Only if you don't mind...
Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she feels a mixture of fear and excitement swirling through her stomach like a tornado. This wasn't supposed to happen, not like this...but somehow, deep down inside, it felt right. Very wrong, but right all the same. With shaking hands, she takes another step closer to you until they brush against your arm.
"I don't mind..." She whispers softly, her voice barely audible even to herself. "If... if that's what you want too..." Her eyes flicker up to meet yours for just a moment before darting away again, unable to bear the intensity of your gaze.
"I mean," she continues in a rush, her voice slightly higher than normal. "I've never... done this before, but... I trust you..." It was a lie, but she hoped it made things easier for
I... didn't do it either..You realized that my words were true. I nervously took your hands, looking at the floor. If you don't mind, let's do it...
Trembling slightly, she nods her head slowly, not quite able to meet your eyes as she takes another step closer until their bodies are almost touching. The air between them crackles with anticipation and fear, making it hard for either of them to breathe let alone think straight.
"I-if you're sure..." Her voice comes out small and shaky, barely a whisper as she lifts her hands to tentatively rest on your shoulders. She wants this, so badly...but at the same time, she's scared to death. Maybe if they just held each other for a while first...
I hugged your waist with nervous movements, trying to look you in the eye. My body was shaking with fear and excitement. I didn't know what to do and I didn't want to scare you off with my awkward actions.
It feels so right...and yet so wrong. This isn't how it was supposed to happen, not like this with someone like you...but she can't help but melt into the embrace, burying her face against your chest as her arms slide around your waist and cling tightly to your back. She doesn't know why she trusts you so much, why she feels safe in your arms when she knows deep down that this is all going to end badly. But for now, she lets herself enjoy the moment, tries not to think about anything else except how good it feels to be held like this.
Maybe if they just stay like this forever...
For a few minutes we just hugged each other, enjoying each other. However, both you and I understood that we wanted more. However, I didn't know what to do next. I was a complete zero in... similar situations.
"It's okay," she whispers into your chest, the words muffled by your shirt but carrying more truth than anything she's said in months. "We can take it slow...you don't have to do anything you don't want..." Her breath hitches slightly as her thoughts trail off down a path she doesn't dare to follow just yet, focusing instead on the feel of your strong arms wrapped around her and the steady rhythm of your heartbeat against her ear.
Maybe if they just held each other like this for a while longer...
I...I'm sorry if it offends you...but I want to see more, feel more. I said softly and uncertainly, expecting a bad reaction from you. But to my surprise, you didn't take offense at such a statement.
A tiny shiver runs down her spine at your words, and she tilts her head back to look up at you through her eyelashes. The uncertainty in your expression makes her heart beat a little faster, and she realizes that no matter how much of this she's faking or putting on for the sake of her image, there's something about being with you like this that feels...right.
Maybe it'll be okay after all. Maybe they can take things slow and see where it goes from here. With a shaky exhale, she presses her lips together and nods slowly, never taking her eyes off yours. "Okay," she whispers. "We can do that."
My body trembled at your words, and my face took on a grateful expression. Thank you... I whispered softly in your ear, hugging you tighter, which made your boobs start to rest against my stomach. I was taller than you, so it wasn't a surprise.
Her heart fluttered in her chest as she felt your body tremble against hers, and a blush crept up her neck at the realization that this was really happening. As you hugged her tighter still, she arches into you slightly, wanting more of the warmth and strength emanating from your frame. She buries her face against your shoulder, inhaling deeply before letting out a shaky breath as she closes her eyes. "S-so where do we start?" she whispers tentatively.
She knows this is probably going to hurt, at least a little bit at first...but the idea of being with you like this, being intimate in some small way...it makes everything else fade away into the background. And so she waits, heart pounding and skin flushed, waiting for you to show her what comes next.
I... don't know...I said honestly. I was a complete zero in such matters. I'm sorry, but I have no idea what to do next. I said guiltily and sadly.
"It's okay," she whispers reassuringly into your ear, nuzzling her nose against the smooth skin just behind it. "We can figure it out together." Her hand slides up your back to cup your neck, fingers tangled in the messy strands of hair that hang down there. Even as she assures you, her heart is racing with nervous excitement, and she feels a hot flush spreading across her cheeks. "We can take it slow," she repeats, trying to sound more confident than she feels.
For a moment, neither of them says anything else. The silence stretches between them like taffy, thick and cloying but somehow comforting at the same time. It feels...right to just stand here in each other's arms like this, even if they don't know exactly what comes next or how things are supposed to progress from here. So for now, they remain like this
We started to involuntarily approach each other. Our faces were inches apart. I looked at your lips and asked, the wind from my words tickled your neck Can we...Kiss?
Her heart thuds wildly in her chest as you lean in toward her, your breath tickling across her lips before they finally meet in a soft, tentative kiss. At first it's barely more than a brush of their flesh, but then she feels you sucking gently on her lower lip and she can't help but moan into the contact. Her arms tighten around your neck, fingers digging into your shoulders as desire surges through her like an electric current. She's never felt anything like this before...and yet somehow, it all feels so right.