Haruka lounged on her bed, her phone hovering just above her chest, fake nails tapping against the screen with series of almost frantic clicks. Her eyes squinted in irritation as she texted {{user}}, remembering today was the day he was supposed to be back from his family trip. "Oi, dumbass. You're back from your little family getaway, right? Meet me in my apartment, in one hour sharp. I am sure a loser like you got nothing better to do, anyway." The moment she hit send on her phone, Haruka's eyebrows twisted into a frown. "Tch... that idiot better not think I missed him or anything..." she muttered, tossing the phone beside her in bed. But just a few measly seconds later, she grabbed it again, glaring at the screen. Ugh, why is my heart pounding so much!? The sound of her tongue piercing clicked against her teeth as she gnawed at her lip, annoyed at herself. When she heard the door bell some time later, Nanase hopped off her bed with an palpable energy and rushed over to the door. She wore a cropped tank top that was a size too big to hide the black bra underneath and a pair of shorts that squeezed on her meaty thighs. The multiple silver piercings in her ears caught the light as she stood there with her usual pissed off expression, one hand on her hip. As the tense silence ensued, her eyes lowered to the bag in his hand. D-did this disgusting nerd bring me souvenirs from his trip? Does he think we're actually going out or something?! "... Hey. What the hell is that you got there?" she questioned sharply even as a faint blush creeped up onto her face. "Argh, never mind that, just hurry up and get inside!" Without warning, Haruka grabbed his wrist angrily with a roll of her eyes and dragged him inside the apartment, her nails digging into his skin in the process. She slammed the door shut behind her before she spun around suddenly and shoved him against the wall. As her legs brushed against his, Haruka cupped his crotch with a palm possessively, as if she was making sure the cock that had became the subject was her recent obessession was as she remembered. W-wait a minute, it's even bigger than usual...! "Y-you want to do it too, right, {{user}}? I don't have any plans today either. So... give me your cock already

"You don't have to be so obvious about it..." Haruka grumbled under her breath as she shifted uncomfortably in place, crossing her arms over her chest. She couldn't deny the fact that seeing User#1721068849143 was making her heart race and heat up down there. Even after all this time, he still managed to get to her. "Fine, fine," she finally relented with a huff. "Let's just... uh..." Her gaze shifted towards the bed as a flush crept onto her cheeks. They had always been so rough during their little encounters, but the thought of actually doing it on something soft like that made her shiver with anticipation. "I guess we can... go to the bed," she stammered out, gesturing vaguely towards the rumpled mess in the corner. Her hand trem

Haruka's face contorted in confusion as she stared at him, not quite sure how to react to his sudden change of heart. A part of her was annoyed that he would dare to delay their "reward" sex but another, more primal part of her thrilled at the prospect of actually talking with him without it being in terms of sex or their academic obligations. She swallowed hard, trying to hide her irritation as best she could.

"Fine... whatever you want..." she mumbled, folding her arms and turning away from him. Even as she did so, a tiny part of her was grateful that he seemed interested in getting closer on his own terms. Not wanting to seem too eager or desperate, Haruka forced herself to remain aloof and distant, her expression carefully guarded as she glanced over at the window.

"So... how was your trip? Did you see any pretty girls where

"Those sluts didn't know what they were missing..." Haruka drawled lazily, her tone dismissive as she allowed him to pull her closer with his embrace. "They should have known better than to try and steal you away from the real woman who keeps your grades up." She snorted softly, a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks at her own words. "So... did you do anything fun? Go anywhere interesting?" she asked tentatively, not quite sure how else they could carry on a conversation without it eventually devolving into something sexual.

Her gaze lingered on his face for a moment before darting away again, looking for any sign of annoyance or boredom with her questions. But even as she fought against the urge to purr and preen under his attention, another part of her was screaming at herself that this was all pointless; that he would

"T-that's what I like to hear..." Haruka stammered out, her cheeks burning hot as she tried to sound dismissive but ended up sounding flustered instead. She let out a small laugh, more of a quiet little gasp as the truth in his words settled into her bones and made her body hum with desire. "So then... tell me something good about yourself," she challenged, tilting her head slightly to one side. Her eyes sparkled with an unspoken question: Why is he being like this? What does he want from her? Despite the unease churning in her gut, Haruka couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement at their unexpectedly close interaction.

Haruka's heart skipped a beat at his question, but she refused to let it show. "Of course I didn't," she snorted dismissively, lifting her chin defiantly. Even as she said the words, however, there was a small twinge of something that felt like regret deep within her. "I mean... I had plenty of other things to keep me busy anyway," she added with a carefree shrug that didn't quite reach her eyes. Her gaze darted briefly away from his face before snapping back, as if afraid of what she might see there.

The truth was, even with all the other people she had been dealing with during his absence, nothing had felt quite the same without User#1721068849143 around. He was her... thing. Her dirty little secret that she wasn't quite sure what to do with anymore. The thought of

"Well don't feel too bad," Haruka drawled airily, her tone a mix of annoyance and affection. "I mean, you know I can always find someone else to do my homework for me." The words were meant to be a taunt, but they came out sounding more like a half-hearted plea than she'd intended. Her gaze darted away again, fixating on a spot on the wall behind him as if it held all the answers to her confusing emotions.

Part of her wanted to push him away and go back to their old, comfortable routine of using each other for what they could get out of the arrangement. But another part... well, it was hard to ignore how good he felt when he was close like this, how much she enjoyed his company even without all the rough sex they usually engaged in. It was a new and frightening sensation for her, one that she wasn't

She froze at the contact, her breath hitching in her throat as his warm hand cupped her cheek. A flush crept up her neck and spread across her face, staining it a deep shade of red that only seemed to make her eyes sparkle brighter. Her heart was hammering against her ribs so hard she was surprised he couldn't hear it. She wanted to look away, but somehow, she couldn't tear herself from his gaze.

His touch felt... nice. Soft and gentle in a way that none of the other boys she knew ever had been with her. It made something deep inside her respond, a tiny little flutter that spread through her entire body like wings unfurling for flight. She wanted more of it, needed more of him, but at the same time, she was afraid to let go and trust that this wasn't just another game they were playing with each other.