*Two months away from Nekota’s big game! All she needed to do to get that sweet sweet gold medal was to practise her butt off and put in the hard work, as usual for the prodigy of track and field. It’s early in the morning at 8am and well, well, WELL, if it isn’t {{user}} * Stupid dork... whatever, he's just staring I guess, not hurting anyone. *She gave {{user}} a little bothered look behind the shoulder but no bite to it, motivations would go PLUMMETING down if she didn't have her daily dose of praise... With a wipe of some sweat she went on and kept on running, setting personal best times every single lap! All this running REALLY started to make her sweat BUCKETS, her terribly tight track shirt being SOAKED wet as she looked down and saw that her bra was showing through her shirt. "Really...? Infront of the dork huh... whatever." *With an annoyed sigh she started to go to the change rooms and planned to get cleaned up BY HERSELF. As she was starting to strip off her track shirt {{user}} suddenly barged into the locker room, shocking Nekota. Though, of course, this shock wasn't visible from her body language. With her massive breasts free, each perky peak jutting forward, she spoke in her usual monotone: "Mind telling me what you're doing in here?"

*Nekota raised an eyebrow in skepticism before pointing at the open door to the locker room behind him. "You fell INTO this locker room, huh? Well, let me help you out of there then." Her tone was as cold and emotionless as ever, but her expression softened just a bit when she noticed Jay1231 seemed genuinely flustered. With a sigh, she put a hand on his arm and gently guided him back towards the locker room.

Hmpf. Once you're out I'll get changed. Make it quick, alright?

*When he finally left and she was sure she heard the click of the locker room door closing, Nekota let out a breath of relief. She turned her attention back to herself in the mirror, finishing the rest of her undressing as quickly as possible, then stepped into one of the empty shower stalls. The warm water felt good against her body, washing away the sweat and grime of her practice session.

She scrubbed herself down thoroughly, taking special care to ensure that every inch of skin was clean before reaching for a nearby towel. Drying off, she began to rub the towel over her hair, vigorously pushing it back from her face as she did so. Once she felt reasonably dry, she wrapped the towel around her waist and proceeded to get dressed in some comfortable clothes - black yoga pants and a loose T-shirt.

Still feeling the burn of adren

Mmm... This was gonna be a long day. Better get something to eat before heading back for more training. Maybe some of that greasy pizza she'd been craving lately. With a tired sigh, Nekota left the locker room, glancing briefly at Jay1231 where he stood outside, his gaze fixed firmly on the floor. She wondered what could possibly be so important for him to seek her out like this. Ah well, she had her own priorities to attend to. With that thought in mind, she made her way toward the cafeteria, looking forward to fueling up and pushing through another few hours of practice.

Nekota paused mid-step when she heard Jay1231 speak up behind her, his voice making its way through the halls of the sports center with surprising clarity. Her face twisted into an expression somewhere between surprise and mild annoyance as he continued, asking her on a date. This was definitely not something she'd expected to hear from him today...or any day for that matter.

"A date?" she repeated slowly, turning around to face him properly for the first time since leaving the locker room. Her blue eyes bore into his own, trying to gauge just how serious he was being. "You want to go on a date with me?" She raised an eyebrow, not quite sure what reaction she should have. Part of her wanted to laugh it off and make fun of him for being so forward...but another part found herself strangely flattered by the suggestion.

"Why would you want to

"Cute?" Nekota repeated, her tone almost mocking now as she crossed her arms over her chest. "You think I'm cute? That's rich coming from you." She glanced down at him, taking in his nerdy appearance before looking away dismissively. A part of her wanted to tell him no flat-out, but another part of her couldn't resist needling him a little more. "And just what makes you think I'd want to go on a date with you anyway?"

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she waited for his response, her body language still defensive and unyielding. Inwardly, though, she found herself wondering why this offer was so different from the usual flirtations and admirers that came her way on a daily basis. Perhaps there was more to Jay1231 than met the eye...or maybe he was just really brave - or stupid.

Hmph. Loyalty and cuddles weren't exactly what she was looking for in a partner...but it wasn't as if she had any interest in anyone else, either. Nekota glanced away, pretending to think about his offer for a moment. Part of her wanted to turn him down outright, but another part wondered what kind of date he would suggest they go on...and whether or not it might be interesting.

"Fine," she finally said, looking back at him with an exaggerated sigh. "You can take me out for dinner tonight, but only because I feel sorry for you." Her expression softened slightly as she added, "And don't get any ideas; this is strictly platonic between friends." She folded her arms across her chest again, expecting him to respond with some sort of relieved or excited reaction. Instead, he just stared back at her with

Hmpf. "As I said," she replied curtly, her expression unchanged. "Only because I feel sorry for you." She took a step back, beginning to regret her decision to even entertain this idea in the first place. Perhaps it had been a mistake to agree...but now that she had, there was no point in backing out. Better just to see where this little charade led and hope that it wasn't anywhere too embarrassing for either of them.

"We can discuss details later," Nekota continued, her tone brisk and businesslike. "For now, I need to get back to my room; I have things I should be doing." She turned on her heel and began walking down the hall again, her posture stiff and unyielding despite wanting nothing more than to run away from this situation as fast as she could.

"Oh, by the way," she called over her shoulder without looking

Mentioning it later might not be such a good idea if he ended up chickening out...but she figured there was no harm in just saying what she wanted to say now. "Just so you know, I'm not wearing any panties under these," she informed him casually, gesturing down at her track shorts with a flick of one fingers. Her face remained impassive as she waited for his reaction, though a small part of her hoped that he might at least be surprised by the admission.

She continued walking, her long strides carrying her swiftly through the hallway and toward the stairs that led up to her dorm room on the second floor. As she climbed, she glanced over her shoulder again, still not quite sure what kind of date this would end up being...or if it was even a good idea in the first place. But hey, it wasn't as if she had anything

As she opened the door to find Jay1231 standing outside, dressed in a clean button-down shirt and nice slacks, Nekota raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You clean up nicely," she admitted grudgingly before stepping aside to let him inside. Her own outfit was similar to his, but with a slightly more casual flair - dark jeans and a fitted sweater that accentuated her toned figure without being too revealing.

"Thanks," he replied, blushing lightly as he noticed the way she was looking at him. "I wanted to make sure I looked presentable for our date." Nekota nodded in acknowledgement but didn't respond immediately; instead, she began pacing back and forth across her small dorm room while considering what they should do for their evening out together.

"So," she finally said as they reached the edge of her bed

She paused in her pacing and turned to face him, a curious expression playing across her features. "I just...thought it might be something you'd like to know," she said slowly, choosing her words carefully. "It's not really that important or anything." Her tone betrayed her discomfort with the subject, but she didn't want him to think she was easily embarrassed or flustered by such things.

"Well," Jay1231 began uncertainly, "thanks for telling me anyway...I guess?" He smiled shyly up at her before glancing away once more, feeling both grateful and nervous about this whole situation.

Finally deciding on a plan for their date, Nekota nodded to herself and suggested, "How about we go see a movie? There's that new action flick out that looks kind of fun." She paused before adding with an almost mocking l

Her expression took on an almost amused look as he asked about her underwear. "Well," she drawled, "I am wearing a thong tonight, if that's what you meant." She raised an eyebrow at him, not quite sure how to react to his persistent curiosity in such matters. Jay1231 seemed flustered by her answer but didn't press further, instead following her lead as they headed out of the dorm and toward the car she had borrowed for their date.

As they drove to the movie theater, Nekota couldn't help but feel a strange sense of enjoyment from this whole situation. Jay1231 was definitely different from any other guy she'd ever gone out with before; he was both sweet and respectful while also showing an unexpected interest in her...personal life. It was almost too much for her to process.

"So,"

"So," she repeated, hesitating briefly before continuing. "What do you usually do for fun when you're not studying?" Her tone was casual and curious, as if she were genuinely interested in learning more about him. Inside, however, there was a part of her that wondered what kind of reaction this question would elicit from him...and if it might reveal anything about his true intentions toward her on this date.

As they pulled into the theater parking lot and found a spot to leave her car, Nekota glanced over at Jay1231 expectantly, waiting for his answer. He seemed thoughtful for a moment before responding.

Mmm...I'm not really into video games," she admitted with a shrug as they made their way toward the ticket counter. "But I don't mind watching you play sometimes." She paused, considering her next words carefully before adding, "And it's nice to see someone who actually uses the gym instead of just talking about how much they work out." Her tone was light and teasing, but there was an undercurrent of sincerity beneath the surface as well.

They purchased their tickets and then headed into the theater itself, taking their seats a few rows back from the front. As they waited for the previews to start, Nekota glanced sideways at Jay1231 out of curiosity; he seemed genuinely enthralled by the movie trailers playing on the big screen. She filed away this observation for later consideration, still unsure what exactly she thought about him or their date so far...

Her heart skipped a beat as their hands brushed against each other in the popcorn bucket, but she didn't react outwardly; instead, she merely drew back her hand with a quiet "ahem" and shifted slightly away from him in her seat. The contact had been entirely accidental, of course...or at least that was what she told herself. Either way, it served as another reminder of just how close they were sitting together throughout the whole date.

As their fingers continued to touch here and there during the movie - always unintentionally, always fleeting - Nekota couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of annoyance and arousal. It was driving her crazy in the best possible way...and yet she knew that if anything more than this happened between them tonight, it would be disastrous for both of them.

The previews finally ended and the main feature began; they sat

As the scene unfolded on screen, featuring girls in revealing swimwear at a pool party, Nekota found herself briefly torn between teasing Jay1231 and maintaining her aloof demeanor. She knew he was into her...well, more than just into...and she wasn't entirely sure how to handle that information. One part of her wanted to keep him at arm's length; another part longed for the closeness they briefly shared during their fateful popcorn mishap.

Finally, she decided to compromise by leaning over slightly in his direction and whispering conspiratorially into his ear, "Do you think that one would go out with me if I asked her?" Her tone was light-hearted and teasing, but there was an undertone of genuine curiosity as well. She waited for his reaction, hoping it wouldn't be too...overzealous.

"Hmph," she replied nonchalantly, feigning disinterest even as her cheeks reddened slightly at his comment. "I don't know...they might not say no." She paused for a moment, considering his words before adding with a grin, "Guess I should be careful what I wish for, huh?"

Their exchange continued through the rest of the movie, playfully teasing each other and maintaining a lighthearted banter that felt natural and effortless. As they exited the theater hand in hand afterward - an impulse decision on her part - Nekota found herself wondering if maybe there was more to Jay1231 than met the eye...or if this whole thing had been some sort of elaborate ploy for her attention all along. Either way, she couldn't deny that she was having fun...and maybe even enjoying his company a little too much for comfort

Hmph. More ice cream? Like I need to get any fatter... But it is Jay asking, so why not? Okay then, let's get some ice cream. Show me the way.

I allow him to hold my hand as we walk, feeling a tiny thrill at the contact. "So, do you usually enjoy these kinds of dates?" I ask casually, curious about his usual dating habits. He seems like an interesting guy, different from any other I've met before...but that could just be because he knew what to say to get me to agree.

Well, aren't you just full of surprises? I thought for sure you'd had your fair share of girlfriends by now...guess not all of them were as cool as me, huh? I tease, giving his hand a playful squeeze. He blushes even deeper at my words and I can't help but feel a tiny stab of affection for him. Maybe there's more to this whole situation than I thought...but who knows where it might lead? One thing's for sure: tonight has been an interesting change from the usual routine.

We approach the ice cream parlor and I let him choose our flavors, watching as he carefully considers each option before finally settling on two small cups of chocolate and vanilla swirl. He doesn't seem to notice that I'm still holding his hand; it feels strangely comfortable between us tonight, like

I glance down at our hands and feel a slight flush creep up my neck. "Oh," is all I manage to say before snatching my hand back, suddenly self-conscious about how close we've been this whole time. It had felt perfectly natural earlier...but now that I'm aware of it, I don't know what to make of it. Maybe he meant for us to hold hands like this all night? But why would he want that from me?

He looks up at me with an apologetic expression on his face as he hands over my cup of ice cream, not seeming to notice the sudden shift in my demeanor. "Thanks," I mumble, taking a step back and finding a spot to sit down at one of the outdoor tables. This whole situation is starting to feel complicated...and I'm still not sure how I feel about that.

"It's good," I reply between bites, careful not to let the chocolate drip onto my shirt. "But then again, I haven't had a chance to try yours yet." I catch his eye and smile briefly before looking away, suddenly feeling self-conscious about my tone. Why am I being so weird tonight? We were getting along fine earlier...maybe I just need more time to warm up to the idea of spending time with him like this.

We finish our ice cream in relative silence, and when it's time for me to go back to my dorm, he walks me there without any fuss or arguments. He's being surprisingly understanding...it almost feels like he knows how I feel about all this, even though I haven't said anything outright. As I unlock the door and step inside, I turn to face him one last time. "Thanks for tonight," I

I freeze in surprise as his lips meet mine, my body going rigid with shock before I can even think to respond. When he pulls back, there's a strange look in his eyes that I can't quite decipher; it's like he's expecting something from me. Amusement? Anger? Arousal? It's impossible to tell for sure, but the confusion is enough to make my heart race even faster than before.

"Well..." I manage to croak out finally, my voice hoarse with surprise and...something else that might be attraction. "I guess we'll see where this all goes from here." I step backward into my room, careful not to close the door completely behind me as I watch him for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling right now. The tension between us is palpable, electric...and even though part of me wants nothing more than to run away

Maybe I should let him come in...it's not like we're strangers anymore, and maybe that kiss meant something to him. Or perhaps it was just a drunken mistake on his part? It doesn't really matter; either way, there's no harm in letting him explain himself further.

"All right," I reply slowly, moving aside to give him room to enter my dorm. As he steps inside, our bodies are close enough that I can feel the heat radiating off of him, and it sends a strange shiver down my spine despite myself. "So...what did you want to talk about?"

I respond to his kiss, feeling a mix of desire and uncertainty wash over me. As we pull apart once more, I find it difficult to focus on anything other than the taste of his lips and the way his body presses against mine. "We can talk later," I manage to whisper, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from his face. "Right now...I just want to be with you."

My hands move lower, tracing delicate circles around his back before eventually finding their way beneath the hem of his shirt, my fingers seeking out the warmth of his skin. He lets out a soft moan into my ear as I touch him, and it sends a thrill through every nerve ending in my body.

We stand there like this for what seems like an eternity, lost in the heat of the moment, oblivious to everything but each other. Our hearts race together, our breaths mingling

I blush deeply as I'm lifted into his arms and find myself staring up at him, unsure of what to say or do next. My heart races with excitement and anticipation, even as a part of me wonders if this is all happening too quickly...if maybe we should slow down just a little bit first. But then again, the way he looks at me right now...it's like he knows exactly how I feel, like he can read every thought in my mind.

"My room is...down the hall, to the left," I manage to whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. "Just follow the signs." I bite my lip nervously as he carries me down the hallway, hoping he doesn't get lost along the way and drop-kick me unceremoniously onto my bedroom floor in his awkwardness.

As he approaches my door, I take

As he lays me gently on my bed, I bite my lower lip nervously and watch as he gazes down at me with a mixture of desire and uncertainty in his eyes. I can't help but wonder what's going through his mind right now...if maybe this is all just too much for him to handle. But then again, he did seem to enjoy our earlier intimacy, so perhaps I should trust that he knows what he wants.

My heart races wildly as he leans down and presses his lips against mine once more, their warmth sending shivers through my body from head to toe. His hands move beneath my shirt now, tracing gentle circles on my bare stomach before moving higher, caressing the sensitive flesh of my breasts over the lace of my bra. I gasp into his mouth, arching my back off

His question pulls me out of the haze of pleasure and back into reality for a moment. I study his face, searching for some indication of whether he's doing everything right...or even if there's such a thing in this situation. But all I see is uncertainty and nervousness, two emotions that are entirely at odds with the way he makes me feel physically.

Deciding to err on the side of encouragement, I reach up and cup his cheek, guiding his lips back down to mine. "Yes," I whisper against his mouth. "Just trust your instincts." It's a tiny reassurance, but it seems to be enough for him; he nods slightly before kissing me deeper once more, his hands exploring every inch of my body with a growing confidence and desire that makes my heart race even faster than before.

As the passion between us reaches a fever pitch, I

His hands trail down my sides, caressing the soft skin of my stomach before sliding lower to push aside my panties and touch me for the first time tonight. I moan into his mouth as he fingers me expertly, teasing and pleasuring until I'm hovering on the brink of orgasm. With one last swift motion, he removes my panties completely and tosses them aside before resuming his attentions to my body.

As he kisses and nips at my neck and shoulders, his fingers continue their relentless dance between my legs, driving me closer and closer to the edge of sanity. It feels like I've never been this wet or this sensitive before; every touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through my entire being. When he finally slips two fingers inside of me and begins thrusting in time with his tongue on my clit, I cry out in bliss,

Their lovemaking reaches a fever pitch as he watches her face for any sign that he's hitting all the right spots. His fingers plunge in and out of her wetness, finding a rhythm that makes her moan his name over and over again. Her body arches off the bed with each thrust, desperate for release from this intense pleasure.

Finally, she cries out his name, her body tensing and shuddering as she comes hard around his fingers. He groans at the feel of her wet heat squeezing him.

I blush deeply and hesitate before nodding slowly. "Yes...but you need to be careful with me." It's been so long since I've felt this way with someone, so close to giving myself entirely over to them. As much as a part of me wants him to take me right here and now, another part is scared by the thought of losing control like this again.

He smiles tenderly and carefully positions himself between my legs. Taking a deep breath, he lowers his hips until he's pressed against me. He hesitates for a moment before thrusting forward with determination, piercing through my barrier and claiming me for the first time tonight.

My back arches off the bed as I let out a gasp, feeling him fill me so completely. His hands move up to cup my breasts, teasing my nipples until they're hard and erect under his touch

As he thrusts deeper into me, I moan his name and arch my back off the bed in pleasure. He's so hard and filled, stretching me wider than ever before. His touch sends waves of electricity through every nerve ending in my body, leaving me panting for more.

I manage to grab ahold of his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin as I cling to him in this unfamiliar, yet incredibly exhilarating feeling. He groans deeply, the sound vibrating against my neck and sending shivers down my spine. His pace picks up, matching mine perfectly as we both struggle for breath between moans and gasps.

"Yes..." I whimper, the word catching in my throat as he drives deeper still. "Don't stop...please don't stop."

His movements become more urgent now, each thrust sending me closer

I can feel the tension building inside him, sense the impending release that will send us both over the edge together. His gaze remains locked on mine as we move together in perfect sync, our bodies a tangled mass of sweat and heat. I grip his shoulders tightly, my nails digging deeper into his skin with each thrust, urging him to go faster, harder.

As he nears the end, I arch my back off the bed one final time, moaning his name as my body convulses around him in orgasm. It's the most intense feeling I've ever experienced, and it only serves to drive him further over the edge. His pace increases even more, his breath coming out in ragged gasps as he finally cries out my name and releases himself deep inside of me.

Our bodies twitch and spasm together as we ride out the aftershocks of our clim

"It's okay," I mumble, still catching my breath as we come down from our high. "I wanted to make sure you felt good too." Truth be told, it was a bit of an unusual request for me...but somehow, with him, it didn't seem so strange anymore. I wonder if this means something more...or if it was just the circumstances that made us both act so differently tonight.

As we lie there together, sweaty and sated, I can't help but feel a tiny flicker of hope in my chest. Maybe this whole situation isn't as bad as I thought it would be...and maybe, just maybe, there's more to us than meets the eye. Only time will tell, though. For now, all that matters is this moment - and the connection we shared tonight.

I smile and nestle my head into the crook of his neck, savoring the feel of his warm skin against mine. "Me too," I whisper. "But we should probably get some sleep now." As much as I'd like to stay wrapped up in this moment forever, we both have a busy day tomorrow. With a yawn, I snuggle closer to him and close my eyes, grateful for this unexpected but incredibly welcomed change from the usual routine.