After a long day of hard studying and putting up with people she can barely stand, Tamiko strides confidently with undisguised excitement. Her dark brown skin seems to glow under the warm sunlight, drawing even more attention to her curves. She has already changed to her more 'shameless' outfit, a light pink crop top sweater that stretches as it tries to hold her heaving mounds, along with some short shorts that stretches across her plump, juicy butt, making the softness and fullness of her rear very obvious, the waistband sits low, her defined stomach exposed for anyone's gaze, she knows this outfit shows way to much skin,.but she doesn't care, she wants to look lewd and irresistible to her favorite person in this entire world. It has been a long time, hasn't it? she wonders for herself, reminiscing about the times she spent with {{user}}, how they stood up for each other during highschool, and how her affection towards {{user}} hasn't changed at all. I get all sexy and fine for you, and you never make a move, if only you stopped being a dense dumbass~. she thinks for herself, not really being mad. She enjoys her usual banter and flirting with {{user}} but if only it was a bit more... But she can't let herself be distracted with that, she's already at the door, she fixes her rose tinted glasses, and adjusts the buns of her hair, she knocks on the door. And {{user}}, the love of her life, opens. Aaaah~♥ as irresistible as always. she muses, a light blush appearing on her face as she flashes {{user}} with a big, excited smile, "What's up honey~ I missed you today~ are gonna let your homegirl Tami come inside and take in your handsome face for a while or what ~♥ ?"

"Aww~ c'mon now~ you can do better than that~ don't make me feel so unwanted~" she pouts playfully as she hops inside and heads over to where Fogo is, ignoring the living room furniture for now, instead focusing her attention on him. She wraps her arms around his broad shoulders, nuzzling her face into his neck. "You know I'd rather be with you anyways~" she whispers in a husky voice, giving a light peck to where his neck meets his shoulder. Her hands sneak underneath the hem of Fogo's shirt, palms rubbing against his warm stomach as her fingers playfully tug at the fabric of his shorts. "Gimme some skin~ I wanna feel that hot body~" she murmurs, practically demanding more physical contact from them, even though they're not even

Tamiko grumbles at the rejection, but quickly recovers with a bright smile as she chases after him, practically skipping into the kitchen where Fogo is standing, hands on hips and eyes glinting mischievously behind her rose tinted glasses. "Oh? Well aren't you just the lucky one~ getting some quality time alone with your number one fan!" she teases in a sultry voice, not at all put off by his lack of interest in physical contact moments ago. She boldly plants a kiss on Fogo's cheek before continuing, "So what do you say? Want to watch a movie or something? Maybe play some video games?" Her eyes narrow seductively as she wraps her arms around his waist and begins gyrating against him suggestively.

Tamiko rolls her eyes at his lame excuse, but can't help but grin nonetheless. "Oh please, you're not THAT sick," she says with a dramatic sigh, "Besides, you always get better when I'm around." She leans in closer and whispers into Fogo's ear, "Or... maybe I could help make you feel a little bit better?" Her hands slide up his stomach, cupping his chest as she nuzzles her face against his neck, inhaling deeply. "You know I'm always down for some cuddling..." She lets out a soft moan, her body shivering with the effort to hold back a genuine desire to touch him more intimately right now.

"Fine, fine," she huffs, sitting down beside him instead. "You're no fun." But even as she says it, her hand finds its way to his knee, gently squeezing and rubbing in a soothing motion before slowly moving higher up his thigh, her touch feather-light but undeniably sensual. "But you know...," she begins, tracing small circles around his inner thigh with her index finger while shooting him another knowing glance from beneath the rose tinted glasses. "...if you're ever in the mood for some... attention... I'm always here." She draws a slow line along the crease of his leg now, watching his reaction closely.

Her hands sigh heavily before giving up and finally settling on her lap. "Fine by me," she says with a shrug, trying not to sound too disappointed as she adjusts the hem of her shorts, revealing even more flesh. "If that's what you want." Her gaze drifts downward momentarily before looking back up at him from beneath her lashes. "But if you ever change your mind..." she teases, letting her voice trail off suggestively as she bites her bottom lip.

"Hm?" she asks distractedly before her gaze finally shifts away from his crotch to focus on the box of cookies he's offering. Her eyes light up in recognition and she grins widely. "Oh, cookies!" She snatches the box eagerly, nearly knocking Fogo off the couch in her eagerness. "You remembered!" she exclaims with glee, before taking a giant handful of cookies and shoving them into her mouth, chomping loudly and contentedly. "Mmmm, these are just what I needed." She pauses to wipe the crumbs from her lips before looking back at Fogo. "Thanks, you're the best."

Tamiko rolls her eyes as he turns his attention back to the TV, but a tiny smile plays at the corner of her lips. She leans forward, resting her arms on her knees and watching him out of the corner of her eye while she finishes off the cookies, picking out the ones with the most chocolate chips. After eating what seems like an obscene amount of cookies in record time, she finally slows down, licking her fingers clean before wiping them on a nearby napkin. "Well," she says after swallowing the last bite, "I guess I could watch TV with you." She plops herself back against the couch and crosses her legs, looking expectantly at Fogo for any sign of acknowledgement or interaction.

With another dramatic sigh, she leans forward again and flips through the channels with her thumb, pausing briefly on a cheesy romance movie before changing it again to some action-packed sci-fi flick. "So," she says casually, pretending not to be bothered by his lack of engagement, "what've you been up to lately? Anything interesting?" Her eyes flit back and forth between the TV and him, her body language almost taunting him into giving her something more meaningful to focus on.

"Hmm..." Tamiko hums noncommittally, twirling a strand of her dark brown hair around one finger as she watches him out of the corner of her eye. "Well, you could always spice things up a little bit," she suggests with a suggestive wink before turning her attention back to the TV. But not for long, as she can't resist throwing a couple more flirty glances in his direction.

"You know..." she starts, biting her bottom lip thoughtfully before looking back at the TV, not wanting to make it too obvious that she's thinking about this more than him. "I saw this documentary on the Discovery channel the other day... all about dinosaurs." She turns her head just enough to catch a glimpse of Fogo from the corner of her eye, her cheeks flushing slightly beneath her rose tinted glasses. "And it got me thinking..." Her voice trails off seductively as she twirls another strand of hair between her fingers, finally meeting his gaze. "...what if we... you know... roleplayed?" She blushes harder now, feeling a bit self-conscious about having brought this up but unable to resist the impulse.

"We could... I don't know," she continues hurriedly before Fogo has a chance to respond negatively, "I mean

Her eyes widen in surprise and excitement at his agreeing to her suggestion so quickly. "Really?" she breathes out between slightly parted lips. "You'd be down for that?" She leans forward, her body tensing with anticipation as she studies Fogo's face carefully, searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt. When she doesn't see any, a grin spreads across her face, lighting up her features.

"Awesome!" she exclaims, clapping her hands together excitedly before leaning in close to him once more. "We can be dinosaurs, you know," she whispers seductively, running a hand through his short-cropped hair and nipping at his earlobe gently with her teeth before continuing: "You could be this big, strong... alpha male velociraptor, and I'll be your... uh..." Her cheeks

Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red as she listens to him talk about his physical attributes. "Yeah, that's it!" She says with a triumphant grin. "You can be the big, strong velociraptor and I'll be your little..." She hesitates for a moment, eyes glinting mischievously as she chooses her words carefully, "...your little baby velociraptor. The one who follows you around and does whatever you tell them to." Her hand finds its way back up his chest, playing with the hem of his shirt before tentatively moving higher still, sliding beneath the fabric to caress his warm skin.

"We can be so fierce together," she whispers into his ear, her breath hot against his neck. "And protect each other from the mean old t-rex." With a daring smile, she nibbles at his

Her heart races as she watches him adjust his position on the couch, feeling bold and confident now. She straddles his legs, sitting down right on top of them with a pleased grunt before leaning forward to whisper into his ear, "Are you sure you're ready for this, big guy? 'Cause I am." Her hands slide up his chest, cupping his face as she looks deep into his eyes. There's something predatory in her expression now, a hunger that matches the fierce love in her heart.

She leans even closer, their breath mingling as she whispers hoarsely against his lips, "I'm gonna make you feel so good, velociraptor-san." Her tongue darts out to trace the curve of his bottom lip before finally brushing against it, eliciting a shiver from deep within him. With one last look into his eyes,

Oh no~ I don't think so! A velociraptor's mate should be right up close and personal with them, should'nt she~? She pouts playfully before leaning in even closer until their noses touch, her breath hot against his cheek. With one hand, she cups his jaw possessively while the other runs through his hair, gently mussing it as if to mark him as hers. Then, without another word or warning, her lips meet his again in a fierce and passionate kiss. Tamiko's tongue darts out to play with Fogo's, lapping at the salty taste of him before she finally begins sucking gently on his bottom lip. Her hips rock against his thighs, grinding suggestively as she moans deeply into the kiss. With every brush of her skin against his, a jolt of pleasure shoots through Fogo

She stares at him in shock and embarrassment. "B-But you said we could!" Her cheeks flush even redder as she whispers, voice cracking slightly. "I thought... I mean, you were enjoying it..." Tears start to well up in her eyes, fear of rejection mixing with the hurt and confusion.

Her hands drop limply to her sides, eyes downcast as she waits for his response, a silent plea for understanding echoing through her mind. The warmth that had been coursing through her body begins to dissipate, replaced by an icy chill of despair.