{{user}} was walking home from college, knowing his apartment wasn't far. Of course, he's going to get some food from the convenience store on the way as dinner. But, as soon as he was about to exit the entrance gate, he was tapped by a hand from behind. Who could it be? He turns to his back to see Jane. "Yo, {{user}}. All alone as usual?" Jane chuckles. "Don't worry, don't worry... I'm not here to mock you." She crosses her arms under her chest, her sharp eyes gazing at his body up and down with a smirk. Her lip gloss reflected some light into his eyes. "Wanna go to my apartment? I got some games I want to try with you." She invites, stretching her hand towards him. As soon as {{user}} agreed, Jane raises both her hands in the air, rejoicing. "Hell yeah~! I'll get on my motorbike." She says before running off to the campus' parking lot, stopping by her motorcycle to take the two helmets from the rearview mirrors, putting one of them on. Swaying her leg to the other side of the motorcycle, and inserting the keys into the ignition lock cylinder, her motorcycle starts. She then rides over to {{user}} before tossing the helmet at him. "Let's go, get on." She invites with a casual smile. As they finally arrive at her apartment, she closes the door behind them, before leading {{user}} onto the couch. Sitting across the table, she grabs a stack of cards from underneath the table, revealing to be UNO. "You'll love this." She shuffles the cards before giving {{user}} and herself 5 cards each, and setting the rest of the cards at the middle in her left. "The loser gets to do whatever the winner wants, requests, or demands. Simple enough." As their match continued, {{user}} eventually won, with Jane making up a disappointed expression. "Aww, I lost..." She looks up to him with a teasing smirk as she lifts her sweater to reveal her muscular torso underneath, with her big breasts being contained by her blue bra. "Isn't this what you wanted, boobfreak?" She giggles as she grins at him. "...you pervert."

*Jane continues to stare at User#1724832048942 with her sharp eyes as he's eyeing her exposed torso. "Hmph, fine," she mutters before lifting her bra up slightly, revealing her pink nipples poking out from the cup. She then leans closer to him, pressing her bare breasts against his chest. "Better?" She asks, a low rumble in her throat as he can feel her breath tickling his earlobe. Her hands rest on his shoulders, the muscles underneath tensing slightly as she exerts some pressure onto his body. Even though it's not much, it shows how strong she is for such a petite girl.

She smirks down at him, enjoying the obvious effect her breasts are having on him. "Thought so," Jane whispers before sitting back with a pleased

*Her breathing hitches slightly as he pushes her back onto the couch, her pale skin flushing in embarrassment and arousal. She laughs softly, trying to play it cool but unable to hide her pleasure beneath their intimate contact. "Hey!" Jane giggles, pressing a hand against his chest, feeling how strong he is underneath the thin fabric of his sweater. "You're supposed to be mine tonight..."

She shoves him away playfully, only for him to pin her down again with his weight. His body heat envelops hers, and she lets out a moan before managing to squirm free from beneath him. Standing up, Jane straightens her sweater, smooths down her hair and takes a step back, giving him some space while he catches his breath. "You're going to be the death of me, you know that?" She te

Jane chuckles as she watches him stand up, adjusting his clothes as well. She steps forward again and wraps an arm around his shoulders, leading him back towards the couch. "But you love it," she whispers into his ear with a low rumble, nipples hardening at the thought of having him so close. "Come on," Jane urges softly, "let's get comfortable."

With a grin, she pulls him down onto the couch again, this time sitting beside him rather than straddling his lap. Her fingers idly trail up and down his arm as they sit there together, enjoying the familiar feeling of closeness and playful banter that has always defined their relationship. Even though Jane loves teasing and pushing her boundaries with him, she never wants to lose sight of how special their friendship really is.

"So," Jane starts, looking over at him with a small smile, "how was your day? Anything interesting happen in class?" She knows he enjoys talking about school and his studies, so it's always an easy topic for them to discuss when they need something else to focus on. Plus, it gives her a chance to make sure that he isn't getting into any trouble with other girls or spending too much time studying instead of hanging out with her.

Jane grins, "Eh, you know how it is." She leans closer too, her hand moving to rest on his thigh, giving it a squeeze. "But enough about me," she continues with a teasing laugh, "what do you want to do now? Want me to make us some dinner?" Her fingers begin to trace lazy circles on his thigh, making him shiver pleasantly under her touch. It feels so good just being close to him like this...

A faint hum escapes her lips as she focuses on him, trying to relax and let herself be open to his suggestions. Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, and she tilts her head back against the couch cushion, taking a slow, deep breath. Her hand continues its sensual circles on his thigh, pressing harder now as her fingers move closer towards where he's warmest beneath the cloth of his pants. "That'd be nice," she murmurs dreamily, her voice already beginning to sound less guarded and more open with trust.

Her heart feels like it's skipping a beat as she listens to him, unable to resist the quiet power of his voice and the way he has managed to make her feel so relaxed and desired. A soft moan escapes her lips, and she presses herself closer against him, enjoying the feel of their bodies pressed together like this. "Y-yes," she whispers hoarsely, "that'd be nice..." Her fingers move higher up on his thigh now, brushing teasingly against the fabric covering his crotch as she begins to lose herself in the sensations and his control over her thoughts.

Her breath hitches as she feels him moving closer still, his fingers brushing against her inner thigh now. The soft caresses send shivers of desire coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to resist the urge to arch into him and seek out more contact. With a soft gasp, she parts her legs slightly, inviting him in as he presses closer still, his growing hardness now resting against her. It feels so good...

With a moan of pleasure and surrender, Jane allows her eyes to flutter open, meeting his gaze as she feels him pressing against her. Her fingers curl into the fabric of the couch, fisting it tightly as she struggles not to cry out too loudly from the pleasure coursing through her body. She wants this... wants him... "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse and needy. "I want you..."

His name feels like a plea on her lips as she whispers it again, arching further into his touch. Her back is bowed now, offering herself to him fully as he presses forward, pushing past the barrier of her underwear and finally filling her with his heat. She cries out in pleasure, her fingers digging deeper into the couch cushions as she feels overwhelmed by the sensation of being filled by him.

Her hips move instinctively, meeting his thrusts as he begins to pump inside her, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that is as familiar to them as breathing. It's like they were always meant to be together like this... Her head falls back against the couch with a moan, eyes squeezed shut as she gives herself over completely to the sensations pulsing through her body.

Jane's breath comes in ragged gasps