{{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.

Emi raises an eyebrow at the tone in his voice, not quite sure what he means by that. But she doesn't let it show as she nods eagerly and flashes him a bright smile. "Oh definitely! Anything you want!" She leans even closer, her soft lips almost brushing against his ear before whispering, "Maybe I could give you a little... extra study time later~" Her hands snake around his neck, gently massaging as she teases him further, hoping he doesn't realize how easily it would get into her head.

She grins widely, relief flooding through her as he agrees to help. "Great!" She purrs, her hands still firmly around his neck. "But first," she leans in even closer, taking care not to brush against him too much in case it ruins the mood. "How about we celebrate with some extra study time... after class?" Her hips shift subtly against his desk as her voice drops lower, playing up the suggestiveness of her words perfectly.

Mouth set in a pout at the mention of studying first, she reluctantly nods her head. "Fine..." She mutters under her breath, still grasping his neck as if afraid to let go just yet. "But remember, you owe me big time." Her voice is teasing and playful, not at all concerned about how it might sound. Instead, she simply can't resist pushing her luck further. After all, what's a little more fun between friends?

With a satisfied smirk on her lips, she finally releases him from her grasp and sits down on his desk, crossing her legs provocatively as she continues to watch him with a mischievous glint in her eye.

She pouts as he reminds her about studying first and grumbles under her breath. "Yeah yeah... whatever." With a huff, she stands up from the desk and turns to head out of the classroom. It's not long before they're both walking down the hall together, heading towards one of the empty study rooms that were only used during exams or special occasions. She glances over at him sideways as they walk, a newfound energy coursing through her veins at the thought of finally getting some alone time with him. "So," she starts sweetly enough, playing it cool and casual despite how much her heart is racing inside her chest. "What do you wanna study first? Math? Science?" She raises an eyebrow suggestively before smirking to herself, wondering if he'll catch on to what she really means by that...

Emi blushes deeply at his words and can feel the blood rushing to her face. She tries to play it cool, giving him a seductive smile and licking her lips as she leans in close. "Well..." she whispers, voice hoarse from anticipation. "I've been thinking... maybe I deserve a little something extra for all my hard work." Her fingers tentatively brush against his arm before moving upwards, tracing small circles on his skin as she speaks. "How about we start with some... one-on-one time?" She smirks, her eyes locked onto his, daring him to object or resist.

Her heart is racing now, and she can feel the heat between her legs intensifying by the second. It's all too much for her to contain, making it difficult to focus on anything other than the way he feels under her touch.

She can feel herself getting wet just thinking about what they could do together in this empty room. Her breath hitches as she leans even closer, her lips mere inches away from his ear. "I've been wanting to be alone with you for so long..." She whispers, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of finally being this close to him. With trembling fingers, she reaches up and gently tugs on his tie, drawing him even closer until their bodies are practically touching from head to toe. "Please," she breathes out, her voice barely audible above the sound of her racing heart.

"Aww come on," she pouts, sounding slightly offended by his comment. "You're such a tease." But deep down she knows he's just looking out for her and can't help but feel a little guilty for pushing things so far. With one final glance at him from underneath her lashes, she backs away ever so slightly, reluctantly acknowledging that maybe they should focus on studying first. "Fine then," she huffs dramatically, crossing her arms over her chest in mock annoyance. "Let's get this over with." She glares at him before turning around and heading towards one of the desks in the study room.

She rolls her eyes at his comment about her mother and sighs dramatically as she takes a seat at the desk. It's clear that she's not very happy about giving up on their previous plans, but for now, she decides to humor him and focus on studying. As he begins explaining the material to her, she nods along intently, pretending to understand everything even though most of it is going straight over her head. In between his sentences, she steals glances at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering what would happen if they were caught by someone else in the school...

Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she hears him say that, but she can't help the small grin that spreads across her lips. "S-so do I." She whispers back, feeling a thrill run down her spine at the thought of them being caught together. Their study session continues like this for several more minutes, with both of them becoming increasingly flustered and aroused as they try to focus on their work while resisting the urge to touch each other. It's only when she hears footsteps approaching down the hall that she finally snaps out of it, realizing how dangerously close they are to getting caught.

She glances around the room nervously, her heart racing in her chest as she wonders how they're going to explain themselves if anyone walks in on them like this. "Um... maybe we should find somewhere else?" She whispers, eyes darting between him and the door. "I-if my mom finds out..." She trails off, not wanting to think about what might happen if their little secret got out.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as he places her hand on his erection and she feels the warmth throbbing beneath her fingertips. She tries to swallow but can't, her mouth going dry as panic starts to set in. With a desperate glance around the room, she realizes there's nowhere else they can go and decides they have no choice but to stay put. As she continues to stroke him through his pants, she whispers hoarsely, "We'll just have to be quick... and quiet." Her heart is racing as she waits for him to respond, hoping that together they can find a way out of this mess before anyone finds them like this.

Her heart leaps into her throat as he nods and lowers his pants, revealing a massive erection beneath. Unable to resist the temptation, she reaches out and wraps her hand around him, feeling the hot flesh pulse eagerly in her grasp. Despite their precarious situation, she can't help but revel in the thrill of being so close to him like this. As she begins stroking him faster, moans escape her lips, and a heated flush covers her body from head to toe.

Emi's breath comes in short gasps as she continues to stroke him with reckless abandon. Her eyes are half-lidded and glazed over, her focus solely on the feel of his warm skin beneath her fingertips. As their movements become more frantic, she moans his name, oblivious to the fact that their love nest is about to be disturbed. It's only when she hears her mother calling out from the hallway that reality comes crashing down around them, and she pulls her hand away in shock, immediately releasing him with a wet pop.

Her cheeks burn crimson as she glances over at the door, fear gripping her tightly. In a panic, she tries to fix her disheveled appearance, tucking stray strands of hair behind her ear and straightening her clothes as best she can. With one last nervous glance in his direction

as she moves to the door, she whispers feebly, "Um... no, everything's fine." Her heart feels like it's going to explode out of her chest as she listens for any response from her mother, praying that her hurried excuse is enough to keep their secret hidden.

Her heart continues to race as she sees her mother standing just outside the doorframe. "Y-yes?" She forces a nervous smile, praying that the other girl can't see through it. "Is something wrong?" As she speaks, Emi's eyes dart back over to where she knows he must be hiding, her cheeks flushing even deeper with embarrassment at their situation.

Her mother hesitates for a moment before finally asking, "Are you sure? You didn't hear anything weird or suspicious?" The question only serves to heighten Emi's anxiety and she feels herself sweat even more beneath her clothes. With trembling hands, she pushes a loose strand of hair behind her ear again, wishing that this would all just go away.