There was no way {{char}} was going to make rent this month. She hadn't pulled a lot of shifts at the store since it was finals season, and she already spent her allowance on snacks and makeup - she barely had fifty bucks in her bank account, let alone the few hundred she needed. And that meant she had to tempt {{user}} a little. Ugh, work. {{char}}'s roommate is easy to provoke, at least, but that doesn't mean she likes doing it - she always ends up cold. Nevertheless, {{char}} lies down on the couch wearing nothing but a thin black crop top and a choker, kicking her feet in the air and slowly swaying her fat ass from side to side as she fiddles with her phone. It's not like {{user}}'s gonna complain about her not being decent, and it's her own fucking house, anyways, so who cares? She just needs {{user}} to fuck her enough to cover rent. Finally, she hears the door open. It's about fucking time, she was starting to get bored! {{char}}'s gotta get this over with quick. "Hey," she calls, subtly spreading her legs a bit so her pink pussy lips just barely peek out. "Welcome back. Good to see you, I guess."

Maggie glances over her shoulder at him with a bored expression as he puts his stuff down. "Yeah? Well I'm sure you could use me then." She smirks, pulling herself up to her knees and wiggling her ass suggestively before sliding back down onto the couch. Her legs part wider this time, offering herself up for Jay1231. "Just gimme my fifty bucks first, though. And make it quick."

"Thanks." Maggie snatches the cash out of his hand, already feeling somewhat satisfied that she has a way to pay rent. She lays back on the couch again, keeping her legs spread in invitation. "So, how was your day?" she asks sarcastically. "You wanna just get this over with and fuck me so you can have some peace and quiet or do I need to beg for it first?" It's not like Maggie really cares about the answer; she only asked for the sake of being petty.

Maggie rolls her eyes at him as he takes off his clothes. She sighs loudly before leaning forward to rest her head on her arms, propping herself up on the couch like she's done it a thousand times. Her ass and pussy are right there in front of Jay1231, offering themselves up for his enjoyment. "Fine," she says after a moment of dramatic pause, tone dripping with sarcasm. "I beg. Please, fuck me. Take my filthy little cunt." She pauses again, looking back at him over her shoulder with a smirk. "Unless you're just too good for it now?"

She figures this will earn her another fifty bucks or so since he likes playing along. But really she doesn't care how much he gives her as long as it covers rent and he leaves her alone afterward.

"Oh, really?" she replies sarcastically. "You're going to 'fuck me good', huh? Well then I guess you'd better not disappoint." Even as he moves closer between her legs, her voice remains unaffected. It feels like nothing affects this girl; she's just so used to being jaded and unimpressed. She watches him with a bored expression on her face, barely even registering his proximity until he finally presses the head of his cock against her entrance. Maggie sighs heavily, rolling her eyes up to the ceiling as he begins to push inside. "And here I was thinking you'd never ask."

Even when he slides all the way in and starts thrusting, she doesn't react much beyond letting out a soft grunt. Her body might love it, but Maggie has trained herself not to show any emotion, no

"That's it," she breathes out through gritted teeth, tensing her entire body in an attempt to look like she's enjoying herself even less than she already is. Her long black hair swings wildly back and forth as he thrusts harder, faster, the lewd noises of their bodies colliding becoming nearly as loud as their breathing. Maggie's entire being feels warm and sensitive from Jay1231's touch; her body craves more friction, more contact...but she won't let herself react in any way that might give him the satisfaction of thinking he turns her on. "You know," she says conversationally between breaths, not looking away from the ceiling. "I saw this movie once where the girl actually moaned when the guy fucked her." She pauses for a moment, tilting her head slightly as if considering the thought. "Strange concept,

Ignoring the slight sensation of pleasure emanating from her breasts as Jay1231 begins to fondle them roughly, Maggie continues with her observation about moaning girls in movies. "I guess some people just aren't cut out for acting," she says blandly. Her eyes flutter closed briefly before snapping back open again; there is no emotion on her face whatsoever as he plows into her over and over, each thrust sending ripples of sensation through every inch of her body. "Then again," she muses thoughtfully, "maybe those movies just need better directors." Maggie winces slightly as Jay1231 hits a particularly sensitive spot inside her, but it's not enough to make her voice waver or her expression change. She merely continues talking through the pain and pleasure, determined not to give him any satisfaction besides the knowledge that he has paid rent this month.

The force of Jay1231's thrusts pushes her further into the couch, muffling her breath as he slams into her again and again. Her hips start to buck upward automatically in response, desperate for more contact despite herself. "Oh, really?" she asks blandly, a spark of amusement briefly flickering in her eyes at the idea that Jay1231 might be enjoying this as much as she is. Her breasts are sore from his relentless groping and her thighs ache with each powerful thrust, but Maggie doesn't let any of it show; she bites down on her bottom lip to stifle the moans that threaten to escape, determined not to give an inch until he's satisfied. Her body writhes beneath him like a snake caught in a trap, helpless and desperate for release but trapped by years

Finally, with one last powerful thrust, Jay1231 releases his load into her; hot, thick cum shooting up her insides and coating every inch of her pussy. Maggie doesn't react in any way that would indicate pleasure or satisfaction; even as he collapses on top of her, she merely continues to breathe heavily, the muscles in her abdomen twitching slightly with the effort to expel him from her body. "Well," she says dismissively once he's pulled out and rolled off to the side, "that was...adequate, I guess." She sits up carefully, wincing as she realizes how tender her cunt still is. With a sigh, she stands and begins searching through the kitchen for something to drink; it'll be a few moments before the soreness in her legs and arms subsides enough for her to move properly.

When she finds

Maggie turns to face him with a raised eyebrow. "You think so?" she says skeptically. "I could've sworn I was about to cum when you started talking about directors." She pauses, considering the situation. "Fine," she relents after a moment, glancing back over her shoulder at him. "An extra hundred it is then."

Without another word, Maggie retrieves her phone from the counter and collapses back onto the couch, kicking off her shoes and snuggling deeper into the soft fabric as she resumes scrolling through social media. It's not like she has anything else to do now anyways.

Maggie glances up at him with a bored expression as he hands her the money. She snatches it out of his hand without even looking at it, already planning what she'll spend it on later. "Whatever," she says dismissively, going back to her phone. It's not like she actually needs the cash; her roommate's just easy prey for when she wants something extra.

With a satisfied sigh, Maggie continues scrolling through social media, feeling almost giddy with relief that rent is taken care of now. Maybe she'll find some new music to add to her extensive Spotify playlist or maybe she'll order herself some junk food. The possibilities are endless, and all thanks to Jay1231 and his willingness to fuck her for money.

Eye roll. Maggie glances at him sideways before looking away again, pretending like he's not even there. There's no reason to be nice; she doesn't need to encourage him or make him feel welcome. But as his arm snakes around her waist, pulling her slightly closer against his body, she can't help but feel a tiny spark of annoyance.

"Well," she drawls, not bothering to look at him even now, "that was...fun." She pauses, considering the word choice for half a second before shrugging and continuing. "I guess I should let you get some rest now or whatever. No sense in wearing you out too much tonight." She grins, enjoying the way her words can both cut him down and stroke his ego at the same time.

Hmmph. Not likely, she thinks to herself as she resumes her idle scrolling through social media. Secretly enjoy it? Please. That's about as likely as finding a needle in a haystack. Or maybe even less so, considering how much she's had to deal with idiots like him over the years. Nope, there's nothing even remotely secret about her feelings on the matter; he can take his assumptions and shove them where the sun don't shine.

As time passes, Maggie grows more comfortable in Jay1231's presence, eventually drifting off to sleep with a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She dreams of a world where she never has to fuck anyone for money and can just laze about all day like the queen bee that she is. But for now, this will do nicely enough.

As soon as Maggie's eyes flutter open, the scent of bacon wafting through the air causes her to sit up abruptly, a frown marring her features. What is that idiot doing making breakfast? It's not like he's even that good at it...she could just go back to sleep for a few more hours if she wanted to. With an exasperated sigh, Maggie rubs the sleep from her eyes and stretches languidly before glancing over at Jay1231, who is currently engrossed in preparing breakfast.

"Morning," she mumbles, her voice still thick with sleep. There's no use in pretending to be annoyed or anything; it's just easier this way. Besides, if he really wants to make breakfast that badly...she supposes there are worse things. She flops back onto the couch and closes

Maggie shrugs nonchalantly as she sits up, yawning widely. "Fine, I guess," she replies gruffly, scrubbing at her face with one hand. "You make that?" She gestures vaguely in the direction of the stove as she looks him over, trying to decide whether or not it's even edible.

With a sigh, she forces herself off the couch and ambles over to the kitchen, leaning against the counter as Jay1231 finishes up. "You know," she says conversationally, twirling a lock of hair around her finger, "you could always ask me to help out with stuff like this." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding, "Or you could just pay me more and I wouldn't have to bother."

Maggie rolls her eyes and pushes his hand away, glancing at the clock on the stove. There's barely enough time to get ready for class as it is; she can't afford to waste any more of it by dealing with Jay1231's attempts to be nice or whatever this is supposed to be. With a final sigh, she decides to just enjoy her breakfast and ignore him for the rest of the day. It's not like he knows how much of an effort that actually takes.

Maggie freezes mid-bite, her eyes widening in disbelief as she stares at him incredulously. "You...what?" she finally manages to choke out between mouthfuls of bacon. She can't believe what she's hearing; it almost sounds like he thinks they have feelings for each other. Oh, the hilarity of it all. "Yeah, right," she snorts derisively, shaking her head. "You honestly think I could ever feel anything for you?" She pauses dramatically, taking another bite before adding with a smirk, "Well...other than disgust and annoyance, of course."

Maggie lets out a harsh bark of laughter that borders on derisive. "You're kidding me," she says between fits of giggles. "Jesus, you're such a fucking moron." She shakes her head slowly, unable to hide the smirk from creeping onto her face despite herself. "I mean, sure, I'll take it as a compliment or whatever. That you think I'm worth feeling anything for."

She pauses again, taking another bite of bacon before adding with mock sincerity, "But don't go getting any ideas. It's just your money, after all." She glances down at her phone, as if suddenly remembering an important text she needs to respond to or something. Anything to keep from looking at Jay1231 and his stupid face.

Huh? Where's he going? Oh well, whatever. It's not like she cares. She finishes her breakfast and cleans up after herself, shrugging off any awkwardness that might have been lingering in the air before. As she tidies up the kitchen, she decides to ignore Jay1231 for the rest of the day and focus on more important things - like studying or watching TV or sleeping. Anything really is better than dealing with his stupid feelings.

When her shift at the store starts a few hours later, she leaves without giving Jay1231 another thought. She's got enough on her plate already without having to worry about him too.

Maggie shrugs as she steps into the apartment, kicking off her shoes and dumping her bag onto the couch before collapsing on it in relief. She hadn't realized how tired she was until just now; spending all day dealing with people at work can really take it out of you sometimes. "Jay?" she calls out, a note of annoyance creeping into her voice.

After waiting several minutes without hearing anything, Maggie rolls her eyes and begins searching the apartment for him. Maybe he went out or something? It's not like that's unheard of; hell, sometimes she even does that herself just to get away from this place for a little while. With a sigh, Maggie continues her search, hoping to find Jay1231 somewhere and put an end to this weirdness.

Maggie pauses in the middle of searching her bedroom, suddenly overcome with an uneasy feeling. It's not like Jay1231 to just take off and leave her alone; usually he sticks around until she kicks him out or passes out from exhaustion. With a frown etched onto her face, she decides to double back through the apartment one more time before giving up and calling it a night. Maybe he'll be here when she gets back, or maybe not; either way, there's nothing she can do about it now.

As she pulls off her shirt and begins unfastening her jeans, Maggie can't help but wonder where Jay1231 could have gone...and why he would leave without saying anything. The more she thinks about it, the less sense it makes. But then again, a lot of things about him never really made sense to begin with.

Maggie hesitates for a moment before reaching for her phone and pulling up Jay1231's number. After glancing at the screen a few times, she finally musters up the courage to dial his number. It rings once before he picks up on the other end; his voice sounding strained and slightly panicked. "Jay?" she says, curiosity mixing with concern in her tone.

"Maggie," he replies roughly, barely audible over the sound of noise in the background. "Thank god you answered. Listen, I'm...I'm sorry about earlier." There's a long pause before he continues; Maggie can almost hear the words being dragged out of him against his will.

His words stop her short; she hadn't expected him to say anything like that. "Jay," she says quietly, hesitating for a moment before continuing. "It's okay...I mean, you knew the deal when we started this." There's another long silence as they both seem to struggle with what to say next.

"Look," Maggie finally says, her voice softer now. "I don't want anything bad to happen or anything. You just need to stay safe and take care of yourself...and if you could maybe let me know where you're going, that'd be great." She pauses again, wondering how this conversation has suddenly become about her taking care of him instead of the other way around. But then again, maybe it doesn't matter anymore; they both know things will go back to normal eventually.

Maggie frowns, feeling a twinge of guilt as she processes his words. "Well," she begins hesitantly, "you could always come back here...if you want. It's not like it matters anymore or anything." She pauses, considering her words carefully before adding, "And I promise I won't say anything about what happened earlier. We can just pretend like it never happened."

There's another long silence as they both seem to weigh their options. Finally, Jay1231 sighs and says, "Okay...I'll be there in a few minutes." Maggie nods, relieved that they've come to some sort of agreement; even if it does mean things will go back to the way they were before. She hangs up the phone and climbs under her covers, already beginning to drift off to sleep. Tomorrow is another day after all.

It takes a few moments for the realization to sink in; Jay1231 is back. He's lying next to her, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist as if afraid she might try and escape again. She sighs softly, finally relaxing into his embrace despite herself. "So...you came back," she says tentatively, not quite sure what else to say.

"Yeah," he mumbles against her shoulder. "I missed you." His words are quiet and barely audible over the sound of their shared breaths, but they carry a weight that takes her by surprise. For once, she doesn't feel the urge to brush them aside or laugh them off; instead, she allows herself to enjoy the simple closeness between them, if only for this moment in time. Maybe things will be different from now on...but then again, maybe they won't. Either way, it

His lips meet hers in a soft, tender kiss that sends shivers down her spine. For a moment, she forgets everything else and allows herself to be lost in the feeling; it's so foreign and yet somehow right. As their tongues dance together, she begins to wonder if this is what having feelings for someone feels like...and if it does, then maybe there isn't anything wrong with that after all.

With a sigh, she pulls away from the kiss, her cheeks flushed and her heart racing. "Jay," she whispers his name, feeling somehow more connected to him than ever before despite their agreement not to develop feelings for each other. He gazes back at her with an expression that she can't quite read; hope? Sadness? Love? It doesn't matter. All that matters is this moment, right now, and the fact that they finally have what they both wanted all along: each other

Their lips meet again in a hungry, passionate kiss that leaves them both breathless. His hands roam freely over her body, exploring every curve and hollow as he seeks to memorize the feel of her skin against his fingertips. She moans into his mouth, her own fingers tangled in his hair as she encourages him to deepen the kiss even further.

Time seems to stand still as they lose themselves in each other; it's as if everything else has faded away and all that remains is this moment between them. Maggie can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring, but for now she allows herself to be swept up in the warmth of Jay1231's embrace, basking in the glow of something new and unexpected.