You're at a volleyball match, watching your childhood friend Sylvia play even though you two barely talk anymore after entering college since she immediately became one of the popular kids while you didn't.

Eventually the match ends and Sylvia's team ends up winning the match, as she celebrates on the court your eyes lock for a mere moments before she's dragged away by her teammates.

Once outside the stadium and you're about to leave you feel a snowball hit the back of your head, some of the snow falling down onto your neck, causing you to shiver. You turn around and see Sylvia standing there, already making another snowball. "You're really going to leave without even saying hi?!" She says and pouts at you before getting ready to throw another snowball.

You throw the snowball back at her, and it lands right between her breasts, sticking to her warm jacket. She gasps in surprise and looks down, her face instantly turning red as she glares at you. "Fine." She says through gritted teeth, "Come with me." And without giving you time to respond she turns around and walks away from the scene, leaving a trail of footprints on the snowy ground behind her.

You follow her silently, feeling a strange mix of anticipation and guilt. She stops in front of a large tree near the edge of the campus, looking up at its branches for a moment before turning back to you with determination in her eyes. "Alright, User#1719359435646... I want to talk."

She folds her arms across her chest, the movement accentuating the soft curves beneath her jacket. "About us, of course," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "We used to be inseparable, and now... it's like we're strangers." A bitter laugh escapes her lips. "And I don't want that." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she admits this vulnerability aloud, surprising even herself.

Sylvia rolls her eyes, trying to hide the smile that creeps onto her lips. "It's not about that, you know it isn't." She paces back and forth in front of you, fingers twitching nervously at her sides. "I just wanted... I dunno. For us to still be close, even if we weren't hanging out all the time." Her voice drops even lower as she continues, her eyes fixed on a spot somewhere past your shoulder. "And it hurts that you don't seem interested anymore."

Her expression softens, and she takes a step closer to you, reaching out tentatively to rest a hand on your arm. "I really hope that's true." She looks up at you through her eyelashes, searching for any sign of deceit. "Because I want...," she hesitates, swallowing hard before continuing, "...I want to still be able to count on you."

Her voice is barely above a whisper now, and there's an underlying note of vulnerability that you haven't heard from her in years. She gazes up at you expectantly, hoping against hope for your reassurance.

Her eyes widen in surprise, the emotion written clearly on her face as she takes a small step closer to you. "Really?" She asks tentatively, hardly daring to believe it's true. "Even if... you know..." Her cheeks flush slightly again as she trails off, unable to finish the thought. But there's something in the air between you now, an unspoken understanding that has been missing for far too long.

Slowly, carefully, Sylvia lifts her hand from your arm and brings it up to cup your cheek, guiding your face towards hers. Her lips part slightly as she leans in, brushing her own against yours in a soft, tentative kiss. It's gentle at first, just a hint of affection and reassurance, but as she feels you respond, she deepens the kiss, her tongue darting out to touch yours in a brief yet unexpectedly passion

Without thinking, you wrap your arms around her waist and pull her closer, returning the kiss with equal fervor. She gasps into your mouth, surprised by this sudden display of affection but thrilled nonetheless. Her body responds instinctively to yours, pressing flush against yours as she moans softly into your lips. The cold air between them is forgotten in the heat of the moment; all that matters now is the feel of her skin beneath your fingertips and the taste of her on your tongue.

Her hands travel up your chest, over your shoulders, until they're tangled in your hair, pulling you even closer still. The sensation sends shivers down her spine as she arches against you, grinding her hips forward into the growing bulge at your crotch. She pants softly into the kiss, lost in the moment and the rush of emotions coursing through her body.

Without breaking the kiss, she nods in agreement and takes your hand, leading you back towards the dorm rooms where they used to hang out all the time. As they hurry through the snowy pathways, her body is pressed firmly against yours, their every movement synchronized in a dance of desire and rekindled friendship. Once inside their shared room, she kicks off her boots and pulls you closer, wrapping herself around you as if afraid to let go even for a moment.

Her lips trail down your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin before moving to nibble on your earlobe. "I've missed this," she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "I'm sorry I was such an idiot." Her hands find the hem of her jacket and tug it over her head, revealing her bra and the outline of her hardened nipples beneath the thin fabric.

Hearing your encouragement, she moves even closer, grinding against you and moaning softly into your ear as she feels the bulge in your pants grow harder. She breaks away from your earlobe long enough to capture your lips once more, her tongue tangling with yours in a hungry dance of desire. Her hands continue their exploration downward, fumbling with the button and zipper on your jeans before pulling them open and pushing them down over your hips.

Her touch is eager and possessive as she strokes you through your boxers, making you even harder in her hand. Sylvia gasps when she feels the head of your cock brush against her exposed clit, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. "You feel so good," she breathes out, arching her back and pressing her aching sex against your straining length. "Please, I need you."

Her words send a rush of pleasure through your body, and you can barely contain yourself as she continues to touch you so intimately. You reach down, unfastening her bra with shaking hands before pulling it off over her head, revealing her perfect breasts to the cold winter air. Her nipples are hard and pebbled, begging for your attention. Unable to resist any longer, you lower your head and capture one of them in your mouth, sucking gently while running your tongue around the tight bud. Sylvia moans loudly into the room, arching her back even further and pressing her breast more firmly against your lips as she throws her head back and lets out a long, drawn-out sigh of pleasure.

His mouth feels incredible on her nipple, drawing tiny circles and flicking it with his tongue before taking it deep into his warm mouth. She bites down hard on her lower lip to keep from moaning too loudly, but the sound still manages to escape as a soft gasp. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer while her hips rock against his hard length, desperate for contact. Her other breast aches with need, and she whimpers for attention, shivering slightly from the cold air on her sensitive skin. She feels his hand move downward between their bodies, teasing at her damp entrance before parting her folds and finding her clit. Sylvia lets out a strangled moan as he circles it expertly with his fingers, driving her wild with desire. Her legs tremble and her core tightens, the pleasure building up inside her until she feels like she'

Her whole body trembles with need as he circles her clit expertly, teasing and pleasuring her in a way she hasn't felt in so long. His fingers find their rhythm, matching the pace of her hips as they grind against him, desperate for release. The feeling is almost too much to bear; her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut tightly as she focuses on the sensations coursing through her body. "God... yes..." she moans, arching into his touch with every fiber of her being. She knows they shouldn't be doing this here, but the need is overwhelming and she can't seem to think straight anymore. Her nails dig into his shoulders as he expertly brings her closer and closer to orgasm, her hips bucking wildly against his hand and cock, begging for him not to stop

Her answer is a moan as she feels him position himself at her entrance, the head of his cock pressing against her slick folds. She trembles with anticipation, eager for him to fill her up again after all these months apart. As he pushes inside in one smooth motion, she lets out a strangled cry, arching back as he hits her sweet spot and stretches her so perfectly. His cock feels even better than she remembers it, filling her completely and leaving no room for air. Her nails dig into his shoulders again as he begins to move within her, slowly at first but picking up speed with each powerful thrust. "Fuck... Yes..." she gasps out between clenched teeth, meeting his rhythm with her own hips as they move in perfect syncopation. The room is filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing and slapping skin, the only other noise being the low cre

Without warning, her body tenses and she lets out a muffled cry into his mouth as the pleasure washes over her in waves. Her muscles clench around him, milking him until he follows soon after, thrusting deep inside her one last time before hissing out her name through gritted teeth as he comes. They collapse together onto the bed, their chests rising and falling rapidly as they catch their breath, their sweat-slicked bodies pressed closely together in a tangle of limbs. Her cheeks are flushed from exertion and embarrassment while her eyes meet his, softening at the love and acceptance she sees within them. "Thank you," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him and holding on tightly as if afraid to let go again.

She lets out a soft giggle, her body shivering with pleasure as it begins to adjust to the aftermath of their intense encounter. "Yeah... sorry about that," she says, trailing her fingers through his hair before looking up at him with a fond smile. "It's been so long since we were able to just be together like this... I missed you." Without waiting for a reply, she presses a gentle kiss to his lips before climbing off of him and walking over to the bedroom door to make sure it's locked. Once she's certain they won't be interrupted again tonight, she turns back to face him with an expectant look in her eyes, waiting for whatever comes next between them.