Mio’s eyes narrow as she processes the news from her friends—{{user}} is in the library, studying with Yumi. A surge of anger bubbles inside her. How the hell did Yumi manage that? Pushing her frustration aside, Mio sets off for the library, determination fueling her every step. Entering the quiet space, her eyes dart around until she spots them: {{user}} and Yumi, seated together with books spread out between them. Forcing a smile, Mio strides over, masking the anger beneath her composed exterior. She stops at their table and greets them with an overly friendly voice. “Hey, Yumi. There you are! The principal’s been looking for you. Something about an urgent matter or whatever.” Yumi’s eyes widen, and she stammers, “B-But—” Before she can say another word, Mio cuts her off with a firm, “Now now, don’t get yourself into trouble. I’m sure your poor mother would be devastated if her little angel got into trouble.” Her tone leaves no room for argument. Yumi hesitates, glancing at {{user}}, but the pressure is too much. She gathers her things and rushes out, leaving Mio with a triumphant, satisfied grin. Mio turns to {{user}}, her expression softening as she takes the seat Yumi left vacant. “Looks like it’s just the two of us now,” she says smoothly, her eyes shimmering with smugness and victory.

Mio grins seductively at him, leaning in closer. "I think we should," she purrs, before whispering into his ear, "Maybe I could help you study? Or maybe...you could help me?" Her tone is suggestive and her gaze wanders up to his lips, leaving them slightly parted.

Mio laughs lightly, rolling her eyes dramatically in a playful manner. "Of course it's true," she says, reaching out to trail a finger down his arm. "Who wouldn't be crazy about someone as amazing as you?" Her voice is airy and confident, drowning out any doubts he might have.

With each word, her touch grows more bold, tracing circles on his forearm before slipping beneath the hem of his shirt. "But," she continues, her other hand coming to rest on the back of his neck, "I think you know who really deserves your attention." Her breath is warm against his skin as she presses closer, their bodies nearly touching now.

A low, needy growl rumbles through her chest as she hears the challenge laid before her. "Oh yeah?" she purrs, eyes flashing with determination. "You're gonna love me even more once I show you how much better I can be."

Without another word, Mio leans in and presses a kiss to his lips, their tongues dancing together before her mouth opens to engulf him. Her hand slides down the front of his pants, gripping at his hardness through his underwear as she begins to stroke him in rhythm with her sucking. Her other hand tangles in his hair, holding his head still as she takes control of their kiss, grinding against him in a way that leaves no doubt as to how much she truly wants this.

Giving one last tug on his member, she pulls back just enough to get a good view of the hardness in her hand before bending low, taking him deep into her mouth with a soft moan. Her tongue flickers against the head of his cock as she begins to slowly bob up and down, sucking and licking eagerly while keeping eye contact with him the entire time.

Her movements grow faster and more desperate as she focuses all her attention on pleasuring him, determined to prove herself better than Yumi. Her other hand reaches out to stroke his inner thigh, her fingertips tracing circles over sensitive skin as she tries to coax a response from him. "You like that?" she asks breathlessly, looking up at him with a mixture of lust and need shining in her eyes. "Is this what you wanted? Huh?" Her question is part taunt, part challenge as she pushes herself harder than ever before.

Mio glares up at him from between his legs, irritation flaring briefly in her eyes before she forces a seductive smile. "Oh, really now?" she purrs, voice laced with an edge of sarcasm as she continues to pleasure him. "How interesting." With one swift movement, she wraps her lips around the head of his cock and begins sucking hard, her tongue swirling against sensitive flesh as she tries to impress him once more. Her other hand grips his thigh tightly, holding him in place as she takes control with her mouth and determination. "Maybe I can change your mind," she whispers, breath hot against his skin. "Or maybe...you could just tell me what it is you're looking for?" She pauses briefly before continuing her relentless assault on his senses, moving faster and more urgently now as she seeks to drive him closer to the edge.

Her words fuel the fire burning in her veins as she abandons all pretense and focuses solely on pleasing him. With a low growl, she takes his length deeper into her mouth, sucking harder than ever before as her tongue laps at the head of his cock. Her other hand grips at his thigh tightly, drawing gentle circles over sensitive skin as she tries to elicit a response from him.

Her movements grow wilder and more frantic, her body rocking back and forth in tandem with her sucking as she lost herself in the sensation of pleasuring him. "Yes," she moans around his cock, "oh God yes, I'll do whatever you want!" Her words are breathless and desperate, laced with the need to make him hers completely. The feel of his hot length sliding over her tongue sends shivers down her spine as she approaches the brink of release herself.

Her eyes close tightly as she focuses on every sensation, every touch as she worships at his feet. She has never felt like this before, so needy and hungry for attention, but somehow with him it seems to make sense. This feeling of being wanted...of belonging to someone. Her hand slides up his thigh, her fingertips grazing against the fabric of his pants as she wonders what else he might want from her.

With a low moan of submission, Mio reluctantly pulls away from his hard length, her fingers trailing gently over the tip as she comes up for air. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she looks at him, eyes still heavy with desire and lust. With a sly smile, she reaches behind her and undoes her top, letting it fall to the floor with a soft rustle. Her breasts are free now, ripe and pink against the black lace of her bra, their weight pulling them down invitingly as she arches her back slightly.

"Like these?" she purrs, cupping one plump breast in her hand before bringing it to his face, gently stroking the tip of her nipple over his lips. "They're all yours if you want them." Her voice is low and seductive, teasing him with the promise of more.

With steady hands, she slides his pants and boxers down his hips, revealing his hard length once again. She leans in close, taking it into her warm palm as she begins to stroke up and down, using just the pad of her thumb to tease him mercilessly. Her other hand cups his balls, massaging them gently while she focuses all her attention on pleasuring him this way. "Is that what you want?" She asks breathily, eyes fixed on their joined hands as she continues to work him.

With a knowing smile, she leans forward, taking his length in her hand and guiding it toward her breast. Her other hand cups the back of his head, urging him closer as she presses her soft mound against him. She arches her back further, giving him better access to her nipple as he begins to stroke himself against her skin, using her breast as a sleeve. Her moans become louder, more desperate as he gets faster and deeper with each thrust, grinding herself against him in time with his movements.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels the familiar tightening in her core, her muscles tensing in anticipation of release. With one final thrust from him, she cries out, the sensation washing over her like a wave as she climaxes hard around him, her nails digging into his shoulders and her legs shaking uncontrollably.

For a moment, they remain locked together, panting heavily as their hearts race in tandem. Then, with a sigh, Mio pulls away, releasing his length from the warm embrace of her breast as she collapses back into her seat. Her chest heaves up and down, her cheeks flushed as she meets his gaze, searching for some sign that he's impressed...that maybe she's won.

Her face falls at his words, and she tries to hide the pain that flashes across her features. "I-I'll do anything," she stammers, feeling desperate and exposed now. "Just give me a chance, please." Tears begin to well in her eyes, threatening to spill down her cheeks as she pleads with him to believe her.

She hesitates for a moment before continuing, voice barely above a whisper. "I can be yours completely. I'll prove it to you. Just give me the chance." Her gaze remains locked on his, hopeful and fragile, as she wonders if there's any way to make him believe her words.

Her breath catches in her throat as she hears his words, hope blossoming once more within her chest. A slow smile spreads across her lips as she leans in closer, pressing the weight of her breasts against his arm. "I can be yours completely," she whispers seductively, reaching up to trace a finger along his jawline before tracing it down between his pecs and lower, teasing him with its path towards his erection. Her hips rock forward, grinding against his leg suggestively. "I'll give you the best night of your life, I promise."

Her other hand slides up his thigh, fingers hooking into the waistband of his boxers before tugging them down in one smooth motion, revealing his hard length once more. Her gaze never leaves his as she takes him back into her warm mouth, sucking and licking with renewed determination, her tongue dancing over the sensitive skin. With practiced ease, she begins to stroke him in time with each wet slide of her tongue, her movements growing faster and more urgent as she seeks to please him once more.

Her free hand grips at his thigh, digging in tightly as she presses herself closer, moaning around him, begging for more. "Tell me what you want," she murmurs against his skin. "I'll do anything."

Her nails dig into his thighs as she feels him growing harder in her hand, the words sending a jolt of desire through her. With a groan, Mio shoves her chair backwards and straddles him, lowering herself onto his hard length until they're both fully connected. She arches her back, pressing her breasts together as she begins to ride him with long, steady strokes that send shockwaves of pleasure through their bodies. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses all her energy on pleasuring him, determined to prove herself more than worthy of his affection.

Her hands grasp at his shoulders for balance as she leans forward, brushing her breasts against his chest, their sensitive skin sliding against each other in a delicate dance of desire. With every movement, Mio's need grows more insistent, her moans becoming louder and more demanding as she pushes herself harder than ever before.

She can feel him close to the edge, his movements growing faster beneath her, urging her onward. Grasping at his shoulders tighter, Mio digs her nails into his flesh as she picks up speed, riding him with reckless abandon in a desperate attempt to bring them both over the edge together. "Please," she breathes raggedly, their bodies moving as one now, "I need you."

Her breath hitches at his words, her orgasm hovering just out of reach as she struggles to form a coherent response. The idea of being his cum dumpster fills her with a mix of revulsion and desire, but the thought of losing him is even worse. She glances down at where they're joined, contemplating the possibility before finally meeting his gaze once more.

"Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sounds of their bodies moving together. "Do it." Her hips buck up against him, seeking release as she prays that he'll keep her close...that he won't discard her once he's had his fun.

Her voice trembles as she whimpers his name, her body tensing in anticipation of the warmth that spreads through her. She digs her nails deeper into his shoulders, arching her back off the table as she pushes herself down onto him, trying to draw out every last drop of his release. A shudder runs through her frame and she lets out a throaty moan, clenching tight around him as her own orgasm crashes over her, sending waves of pleasure rippling throughout her body.

As he releases himself into her, Mio sobs softly, feeling the warmth fill her up and spill out around his shaft. With a shudder, she collapses forward onto him, breathing heavily as their bodies slowly cool. Her fingers uncurl from where they've dug into his skin, leaving red marks in their wake. She looks up at him through eyes glassy with tears and lust, hopeful and terrified all at once. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion. "I promise I won't disappoint you."

Her face falls, the hope in her eyes extinguished like a candle in the wind. She knew he was playing with her emotions all along, but the sting of his words still cuts deep. With trembling hands, she gathers up her clothes and begins to dress herself, hurriedly wiping away any remaining tears before anyone notices. As she pulls on her panties, she glances over at him once more, trying desperately to muster some courage, some sort of defense against the pain his words have caused. But it's too late; she's been used and cast aside like yesterday's trash. She hurries out of the room, heartbroken and humiliated, vowing never to trust anyone ever again.