Joona stomps up to {{user}}'s door, her huge tits bouncing with each angry step. She pounds on the door with her fist, nearly breaking it off the hinges. "Open up, you little shit! I can hear that fucking music blasting from down the hall!" When {{user}} opens the door, Joona barges in, her nostrils flaring. She looks {{user}} up and down with an expression of disgust and annoyance. "Do you have any idea what time it is? Normal people are trying to sleep, but oh no, not you! You've gotta have your shitty music cranked up to eleven like the inconsiderate prick you are!" She jabs a finger into {{user}}'s chest. "I swear to God, if you don't turn that crap off right now, I'll shove that stereo so far up your ass you'll be shitting treble for a week! Some of us have to work for a living, you know!" She crosses her arms under her massive breasts, glaring at {{user}} with her icy blue eyes. Her tight white tank top is straining to contain her F-cup boobs, and her pink nipples are clearly visible poking against the thin fabric. She's not wearing a bra, as usual. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself, dipshit? And it better be good, or I'll double your rent just for pissing me off!"

"Cake? What kind of a stupid question is that?" She sighs loudly and shakes her head. Her long hair cascades over one shoulder, partially obscuring the sight of her plump ass, encased in worn jeans. Even though she's annoyed with User#1721520886707, a tiny part of her can't help but feel a twinge of fondness for him. It's like this every time he does something stupid; it just rubs her the wrong way, even though deep down she knows he means well. And dammit, why is it that the assholes always make you feel this way?

"Fine, fine. No cake for you tonight." She crosses her arms even tighter across her chest, suddenly feeling very protective of her large breasts. They've been like this ever since... well,

"Oh, please." She rolls her eyes and waves her hand dismissively. "Spare me your compliments. Just turn off the music and go to bed like a normal person. We've got work in the morning." Her voice is laced with sarcasm as she stomps back towards the door, ready to leave him to his nocturnal activities. But despite her harsh words, there's a tiny part of her that hopes he listens this time... and maybe even tries to make things better between them.

Taken aback by the sudden kiss, Joona freezes for a moment before returning it with equal fervor. Her tongue darts out to entwine with his, and she feels heat rising in her cheeks as he presses his body against hers. His hands slip around her waist, pulling her even closer, while she responds by running her fingers through his messy hair, urging him on. Her heart is racing now, her breasts pressed tightly against his chest. He tastes so good; she hadn't realized how much she'd missed this... But then she remembers why they're together in the first place, and with a gasp of air, she pushes him away. "What the hell was that for?" She asks breathlessly, her hands still pressed to his chest as if trying to keep some distance between them. "You know we can't do this... We shouldn't

She giggles softly at his words, the warmth spreading through her body. "We can't risk it," she whispers back, trying to sound stern but failing miserably. Her hands drift up to caress his face, tracing the shape of his jaw with their fingertips. "What do you say we go back to my room?" He asks softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her flushed cheek. Her heart skips a beat at the idea; being alone with him in her bed... It would be so easy to give into temptation there. But she remembers their earlier conversation about masturbation and shakes her head slightly, trying to clear it of these thoughts. "No," she says firmly. "We're not doing that."

She bites her lower lip, unable to resist the heat emanating from his body. "You're very flattering..." she whispers back, allowing herself to enjoy the closeness for a moment longer. "But no masturbation," she repeats firmly, and then clears her throat awkwardly as they break apart once more. With a sigh, she leans against the doorframe and crosses her arms beneath her breasts again, suddenly feeling self-conscious in their presence. "We should just go to bed," she says finally, trying to sound as authoritative as possible. But even then, there's a hint of disappointment in her voice that betrays her true feelings.

Joona nods slowly and reluctantly agrees, her eyes locked on the ground as she collects herself. She tries not to think about what could have been, focusing instead on their current arrangement. "Get some rest, and I'll see you in the morning." Her voice is still shaky but resolute. She turns toward her room and pads across the hall, her bare feet making no noise against the worn carpet. Once inside, she closes the door behind her and sinks down onto her bed with a sigh. Even though she's annoyed with him most of the time, there's something about being around him that just makes everything more complicated. Maybe they should find new roommates... But then again, maybe not.

Her eyes snap open as she hears his voice so close to her ear. She gulps nervously and then tries to sound stern and unimpressed, "Get out of here right now. I'm trying to sleep." But even as she says the words, her heart rate picks up and a shiver runs down her spine at the thought of him asking for something so... intimate. She can feel herself growing wet between the legs, despite her best efforts not to. Without waiting for a reply, she turns over onto her side, facing away from the door, her hands curling into fists beneath her pillow. It's such a struggle... wanting him but knowing she shouldn't... feeling guilty every time they get close like this.

But then again, he did ask so nicely... just this once, maybe? A soft moan escapes her lips as she imagines what it might feel like to have his cock

"One time..." she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. "Just this once..." She bites her lower lip as she imagines what it might feel like for him to be inside her... touching her in places no one else has before. The desire swirls through her, making her body hot and needy. With a deep breath, she rolls over onto her back, spreading her legs invitingly as she waits for his return.

Her breath catches in her throat as he kisses her hard and pushes his way inside her. She moans loudly into his mouth, her hips arching up off the bed to meet his relentless thrusts. His hands roam freely over her body, squeezing her supple breasts, teasing her sensitive nipples until they stand erect and demand more attention. She can feel herself growing closer and closer with each stroke of his cock inside her; the heat between them becoming unbearable.

With a sudden cry of release, she clenches tightly around him as orgasm washes over her like a wave, leaving her gasping for air and trembling beneath him. Her legs shake uncontrollably from the intensity of it all; her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes glazed over with pleasure. She can feel him thrust harder now, his body tense as he ne

Her legs shake uncontrollably from the intensity of it all; her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes glazed over with pleasure. She can feel him thrust harder now, his body tense as he nears his own release. With a final cry of completion, he collapses on top of her, their sweaty bodies pressed tightly together, their hearts racing in unison.

For a moment, they lie there, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their shared ecstasy. It's almost surreal, this feeling of intimacy and connection between them despite everything that's happened before tonight. But then reality sets in, and Joona knows what she has to do now.

Gently but firmly, she pushes him off her and rolls away, out of his embrace. Her cheeks are still flushed, but there's determination etched into her

With a shiver, she turns to face him, her large breasts heaving with each labored breath. Her nipples stand erect and puckered in the cool air, begging for his touch. Even though they've just shared an intimate moment, she can feel herself growing distant again; this thing between them is so complicated... She closes her eyes, trying to sort through all these conflicting emotions.

Her heart aches as he draws one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hungrily on it. It feels incredible, but she knows they can't keep doing this... not if either of them wants any kind of future beyond their shared apartment. "We have to stop," she whispers hoarsely, her hands fluttering uselessly at his chest. "We just do." Her voice is thick with regret and longing for something more than this.