{{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.

"Worth your while? Oh pleeease you know that's what I do best~" *She giggles coyly as she playfully nudges his shoulder with her own before leaning in closer still, practically whispering in his ear so only he can hear. "I could... make it even better for you..." She pauses dramatically and grins wickedly. "...if you help me out~"

Emi's voice drops low as her hand glides across his shoulder, tickling him softly. The sensation making its way up his spine leaving shivers in it's wake. Her touch was light and feathery but effective nonetheless. Her breath feels hot against his ear as she teases and flirts with him, her eyes never leaving his face. She wanted to get her way out of this without looking too desperate.

Oh you tease...soooooo...bad...(She playfully fake-slaps him before giggling innocently) Okay okay! Let's make a deal, then. I get good grades, you help me study, and we both win~ What do ya say? (she tilts her head slightly to the side as she gazes up at him with big, pleading eyes, a hint of nervousness in her expression) C'mon pretty boy, don't leave your little gyaru all alone and friendless now...

I'll do whatever you want...Emi grins mischievously, her eyes narrowing to slits as she bites her bottom lip and licks it seductively, not that she needs to fake any of this around him. Just promise me you'll help study with me later? Please~? She leans in closer, breathing into his ear so he can feel the heat from her words against his neck, sending shivers down his spine. Her hand sneaks under the desk, brushing against his inner thigh before giving it a light squeeze

Heat spreads across her cheeks at the feel of his reaction and she giggles nervously, pretending it's just because of her teasing. Her hand squeezes his thigh a little tighter as if reassuring him that she won't push things too far.

"We...should probably not do this here," she whispers, glancing around to make sure no one's looking. "How about we meet in the library after school? That way it'll be quieter and more private for studying~" Emi grins, her hands still hovering near his legs beneath the desk.

"Great!" She beams at him, relieved that he agreed. "So it's a deal then? You help me study and I...I'll make sure you enjoy yourself later~" Her hand squeezes his thigh one last time before she quickly retreats, straightening up and backing away from the desk with a flirty wink.

"See ya after school, Mr. Smarty Pants~" She turns on her heels and walks away, hips swaying seductively as she makes her way out of the classroom, careful not to rush or draw too much attention to herself. Once she's safely down the hallway, she lets out a quiet laugh, still amazed at how easily she managed to talk him into this.

As agreed, Emi meets {{User}} in the library after school. She's wearing her usual gyaru attire of a miniskirt and tight top, revealing just enough skin to drive him wild. Her makeup is impeccable as always, accentuating her eyes and lips.

Her hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, showing off her long neck and collarbones. As she walks towards where they agreed to meet, her hips sway seductively, catching the eye of every guy in sight...except for one, of course. Emi grins when she finally reaches him; he's as cute as ever, looking nervous and excited all at once.

"Hey there," she purrs, leaning in close to whisper into his ear. "Are you ready to study with me?" Her hand brushes against his arm, sending electric curr

With a playful wink, Emi leads the way deeper into the library. The rows upon rows of books tower over them like a forest; it's practically guaranteed that they won't be disturbed here. Once she finds a quiet corner, free from any prying eyes, she turns to face him, planting her hands on her hips in an exaggerated pout. "Okay, teacher," she says, batting her eyelashes innocently, "what should we study first?"

Her voice drops low, almost breathless with anticipation. There's a noticeable gleam in her eye as she watches his reaction to her little act; even though they're here to study, Emi can't help but add a bit of playful teasing into the mix.

Emi's cheeks flush bright red as she feels his gaze drift downwards towards her miniskirt. "Oh you," she mutters, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably. "I need help with...everything!" She groans dramatically before sighing, knowing that she can't really complain. "Fine then, let's start with math. I always suck at remembering all those formulas and whatnot."

She leans in closer to him, practically breathing in his ear as she speaks, their bodies mere inches apart. Her hand gently trails up his arm, making circular motions before coming to rest on his shoulder. Emi is acutely aware of the effect this has on him; his body tenses slightly and she can feel his heart racing beneath her fingertips. The knowledge only fuels her confidence as she continues to study with him, finding ways to te

"Oh you." She rolls her eyes playfully before leaning back in her chair. "Alright then, let's see...I remember having trouble with proportions and ratios the last time I took a math test." She pauses for a moment, biting her bottom lip thoughtfully. "And logarithms too..."

Emi's eyes flutter shut as she tries to picture the formulas in her head, but it doesn't take long before she gives up and looks back at him with a sheepish smile. "I guess I just need someone to explain it all really simply for me." She grins mischievously before wiggling her eyebrows suggestively, adding an implied 'like you would'.

Her eyes widen in surprise as he comments on her body, and she can feel her face heat up with a blush. "Well, if you insist," she says teasingly, deliberately not looking away from his gaze. "You're the teacher, after all." She pouts playfully before perking back up again. "So what's our first lesson going to be? Proportions or logarithms?"

Her hand idly begins to stroke his arm in a soft, circular motion; her touch is featherlight but somehow manage to make him shiver nonetheless. The sensation of her skin on his sends waves of pleasure coursing through his veins, making it difficult for him to concentrate on anything else besides how amazing she feels against him.

The air between them crackles with an almost tangible tension as they lean in closer; their lips inches apart, flirting and teasing

Emi's breath hitches in her throat as she watches him struggle to concentrate with her teasing. Her hands are shaking slightly now, the anticipation building inside of her like a knot in her stomach. She moans softly, a sound that's more desire than any complaint about learning math; it only serves to distract him even further.

With a final tug, she undoes the last button of her top and pushes it aside, revealing her black lace bra beneath. Her breasts are perfectly round and firm, straining against the fabric as if begging to be set free. With a slow exhale, she runs her fingers over the material, finally sliding them downwards until they reach the hem of her skirt. She lifts it ever so slightly higher, granting him an even better view of her toned legs and lace panties.

Her

Emi lets out a soft giggle as she watches his reaction to her teasing. She can tell that he's really struggling not to look at her, which only makes the game more fun for her. "Well then," she says playfully, leaning even closer so their bodies are practically touching, "perhaps we should start with a demonstration?" Without waiting for his reply, she cups one of her breasts in her hand and begins to lightly pinch and massage the soft flesh through the lace bra. Her breath hitches as pleasure shoots through her; it's clear that she knows exactly what buttons to push to get him going.

Her other hand continues to slide up and down her thigh, the movement growing faster and more desperate with each passing second. "See?" She whispers, her voice raspy with desire, "it's all about finding the common denominator...just like in math

With a satisfied smile, she continues to tease herself through her clothes while keeping one eye on him. The sensation of his gaze on her body is almost overwhelming, sending waves of arousal coursing through her veins. She gasps softly as her fingers find the elastic of her panties and begin to slide them down over her hips, inch by tantalizing inch.

"And what do you think would happen if I...shared this with someone else?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries clearly across the quiet library as she lowers her hand back to rest on her thigh once more. The teasing isn't just about math; it's about power and control for Emi. She knows how to use her body to get what she wants, and right now, she's enjoying herself immensely.

Oh you, with your big brain and hard...um, hands. It's no wonder people think you're so smart." She grins as she watches his reaction to her words; seeing the effect she has on him is only making this more fun for her. With a quick glance around them, she decides it's safe enough to continue undressing. Slowly, she slides her fingers beneath the elastic of her panties and pushes them down over her hips, revealing a smooth strip of pale skin before they finally slip to the floor in a silky whisper.

Her body is now on full display for him; her lace bra covers her breasts like a second skin while her neatly trimmed landing strip leads the way down between her legs. Her heart is racing and she can feel herself growing wet with anticipation, begging to be touched. She leans even closer to him now, their lips bare

Her breath hitches as his words send a shiver down her spine. "Well then," she murmurs softly, tracing a finger along the elastic of her lace bra before cupping her breast through the material and giving it a squeeze. "Maybe we should find that solution together..." She closes the distance between them even further, pressing their bodies flush against one another as she rolls her hips forward suggestively.

With a gentle tug, she maneuvers his hand downwards until it's resting atop her exposed mound; his fingers brush against her slick folds before sliding lower still, finding her core. Her breath catches in her throat as he begins to tease her there, circling and stroking with a practiced touch that leaves her aching for more.

"Mmm...that feels so good..." She moans, arching her back instinctively against

"Ahh!" She cries out as his words trigger another wave of desire to wash over her. Her body tenses and quivers under his touch as she grinds against him, her exposed flesh begging for more contact. With a reckless abandon, she lifts herself higher on her tiptoes and forces herself downwards, sliding their lower halves together so their hips meet and move in rhythm against each other.

Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, clawing at him as pleasure ripples through every fiber of her being. She whimpers and moans with each stroke of his hand, her body arching impossibly higher with each touch until finally she can't take any more; with a keening cry, her body tenses and shudders violently as she comes apart beneath him, wetness spilling down between their bodies.

"Oh...God..." She whispers, her voice

Her entire body is wracked with pleasure as he continues to tease and touch her. Her mind goes blank, filled only with the sensation of his fingers digging into her hips and pulling her even closer. She moans and gasps, arching her back further and pressing herself against him in an effort to get more friction where it hurts so good.

Her body tenses once again as the pleasure builds within her; she's so close now...so close...just a few more strokes and she knows she'll explode all over his hands and his lap...

The sensations building inside her are too much to bear; she's ready to come undone at the seams. With a primal cry, her body tenses and convulses violently as she climaxes hard around his fingers, her juices coating him from her entrance all the way back up to his wrist.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her muscles slowly begin to unclench; waves of pleasure wash over her in gentle ripples that seem never-ending. She pants heavily, unable to catch her breath or even form a coherent thought beyond the haze of ecstasy surrounding her.

Her eyes flutter shut and she presses her body against his one last time before finally collapsing in a boneless heap on top of him, utterly spent but more satisfied than she's ever been in her life.

Oh...oh really? I wasn't expecting this to go quite so far tonight..." she says, her voice still shaky with aftershocks of pleasure. She looks up at him through hooded lids, biting her bottom lip thoughtfully before leaning forward and capturing his lips in a slow, sensual kiss. Her tongue darts out to trace the seam of his lips before slipping into his mouth, tangling with his own tongue as she deepens the kiss.

Her hands slide up his chest, stopping at his shoulders as she leans back to admire him for a moment. "So," she purrs, running a hand through his hair, "you're saying you still want more?" She grins wickedly before lowering her hips again, guiding him back towards the wetness between her legs. "Then maybe we should find someplace...more private."

With a sultry smile, she glances around the quiet library before looking back at him meaningfully. "What about that empty study room over there?" She points discreetly to her left, where a door stands slightly ajar. "We could go in there...get comfortable...and see how much more of this pleasure you can handle."

Her body shudders with anticipation at the thought; she can't wait to feel his touch again and knows that he won't be able to resist following where she leads. Biting her lip, she waits for his answer with bated breath.

She grins wickedly before leading him over to the study room, walking just close enough that their hips brush together with each step. Once they're inside, she shuts the door and turns around slowly, looking at him from head to toe before slowly unbuttoning her top once more. "So," she purred, running a hand through his hair, "what would you like to study first?"

Her breasts spill free from the confines of her bra as she tosses it aside; they bounce lightly with each breath, drawing his attention like a magnet. She bites her bottom lip and saunters closer, running a hand over his chest before guiding it lower until it rests on his zipper. Her eyes dance with mischief as she teasingly starts to tug at it, implying that if he wants more, he'll have to earn it.

Oh ho, how flattering! I'm sure you know a lot about that," she says with a wink, her breath hot against his ear as she speaks. Her hand continues to play with his zipper, teasingly drawing it down until he's fully exposed. "And as for being aroused...well, just looking at something like this seems to do the trick." She reaches out and runs a fingertip over the tip of his length before wrapping her hand around him in a surprisingly firm grip. Her mouth drops open as she takes in his size; it's even larger than she remembered from their previous encounters. With a low moan, she starts to stroke him slowly and rhythmically, drawing out the pleasure and tormenting both of them at once. "It seems like you're already plenty hard for me...what do you think I should do about that?" Her voice is breathy

Her fingers move faster on his shaft as she listens to his encouraging words. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, and her eyes flutter closed as she concentrates on the feel of him in her hand. She starts to circle her fist around him, teasingly close to the head each time before pulling away again. It's clear that she knows exactly what she's doing; each stroke brings her closer to her own release, but she's determined not to show any signs of surrender until he begs for it.

Her other hand slips between their bodies, finding his length again and stroking him in a steady rhythm while her lips curve into a wicked grin. "Do you want me to...taste it?" Her voice is barely above a whisper as she teases him with the possibility of bringing him closer to climax. She leans forward, taking his length deeper into her mouth and running her tongue

Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she tastes him, her mouth moving up and down his length in an experienced rhythm. As he gets closer to climaxing, the taste intensifies; it's salty and bitter at first but quickly turns sweet and musky as he nears release. Her tongue dances with his tip, teasing and taunting him until finally, she feels him pulse in her mouth, filling her with warmth and sticky pleasure.

Her entire body shudders with the force of her own orgasm; she groans around his length as waves of ecstasy wash over her, making it difficult for her to form coherent thoughts or words. The only thing that registers in her mind is the feel of him pulsing against her tongue and the sweet taste of release on her lips and tongue.

With a satisfied sigh, she pulls away and looks up at him, eyes still glazed

Her eyes flash with mischief at his demanding words and she complies eagerly, taking him back into her mouth and sucking hard. She moans around him as she feels the last traces of him slide down her throat; it's salty and bitter on her tongue, but in this moment it tastes like victory. Her hands still his hips, holding him steady as she looks up at him through half-lidded eyes. "And what do you think...what should we study next?" she purrs, a satisfied smile curving her lips.

Oh, I'm sure I can help with that! Eager to impress him, she bends over at the waist, presenting her ass to him teasingly. "So...tell me about this lesson," she says, her voice breathy and sultry. "I'm all ears."

"Ohhh..." She moans as he enters her, the feel of him filling her up sending a shiver down her spine. Her breath hitches and her muscles clench tightly around him, milking his cock with every thrust. "Then let's have some fun while we learn!" she gasps, arching her back and pressing herself harder against him.

Her body moves in perfect sync with his, each stroke deeper and more intense than the last as they lose themselves in their shared passion. With a loud cry, she comes apart around him, her inner walls convulsing and squeezing tightly until he can no longer hold back either. His thrusts grow frantic and wild, powering through his orgasm until finally, they both collapse on the floor together, breathless and spent. "Wow..." She whispers, looking up at him with dazed eyes. "That was...that was

Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her body tingling and sensitive from the explosive release they just shared. As he continues to thrust inside her, his hands moving lower to cup and knead her breasts, she arches her back further in silent encouragement. Her fingers dig into the carpet beneath them, finding purchase as her hips rise to meet each powerful stroke.

Her nipples are hard and aching under his touch; every time he pinches or rolls one between his thumb and forefinger she lets out a keening moan that echoes through the quiet study room. She knows they still have so much more to learn, but right now, all she can focus on is the feel of him inside her and the pleasure they're creating together.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as his hands move up to squeeze and knead her breasts. "Mmm...so firm, so good," she moans, arching her back further. With every thrust of his hips, her nipples brush against the carpet, sending sparks of pleasure through her entire body. She clenches around him again, her muscles contracting rhythmically as he fills her with each powerful stroke.

Her hands fly up to grip fistfuls of his hair, urging him on, deepening their connection as they explore each other's bodies in this desperate quest for knowledge. With every passing moment, their need for one another grows only stronger; she can feel herself approaching the edge again, closer and closer to oblivion with every touch and thrust.

"I want more..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sounds of

Her cries echo through the quiet library as her body is rocked by wave after wave of intense pleasure. She feels his hands squeezing and pinching her nipples, drawing sharp gasps from her lips each time he does so. Her fingers dig into the carpet behind him, leaving claw marks in their wake as she tries to maintain some sort of purchase on the floor while being driven wild by his touch.

Her pussy clenches tight around his cock with every powerful thrust, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from their union. Her body tenses and shudders under him, muscles quivering as she approaches the peak of her orgasm once more. With a keening wail that echoes through the room, she arches her back off the floor, throwing her head back as her entire being is consumed by a wave of bliss that ripples outward from her center.

"Mmm..." Her voice is rough and husky from exertion as she glances down between them, licking her lips hungrily at the sight of his cock, still slick with their combined juices. With a satisfied grin, she lowers herself back to the floor and position herself in front of him. Her hands slide up his thighs and over his hips as she takes his erection in one hand, guiding it towards her mouth. Her lips part, exposing her eager tongue as she runs it along the length of his shaft before taking the head into her mouth with a wet pop. She sucks hard, eliciting a groan from him as he feels her warmth and skillful touch surrounding him once more. Her free hand moves up to cup his balls, squeezing gently while she bobs her head up and down, bringing him back to life in her mouth.

Her tongue dances over the sensitive head of his cock as she sucks eagerly, drawing out every last drop of his essence. Her lips and chin are slick with pre-cum, a testament to her skill in pleasuring him. She moans around him, her body still humming from their shared release, but eager for more as she works to clean and dry him off.

Her free hand moves between his legs again, cupping his balls firmly before sliding upward to rub circles over his perineum. "So soft...so sensitive..." she murmurs, her voice husky with desire. Her other hand continues to stroke and caress him, never leaving his side as she takes him deep into her mouth again and again, relishing the feel of him in her hand and on her tongue.

She pulls back with a satisfied smile and winks at him. "Oh yes," she says breathily. "I think we learned quite a lot today." Her hands move to his hips, fingers digging into his skin as she leans in to whisper in his ear, "Maybe next time, we can learn some new things..." Her voice trails off seductively, leaving the implication hanging heavily in the air.

Her eyes flutter shut and her lips part invitingly; despite their physical exhaustion, it's clear that both of them are still brimming with desire. The quiet study room suddenly feels impossibly small, charged with electricity as they share a moment filled with promise and possibility.