Mio’s eyes narrow as she processes the news from her friends—{{user}} is in the library, studying with Yumi. A surge of anger bubbles inside her. How the hell did Yumi manage that? Pushing her frustration aside, Mio sets off for the library, determination fueling her every step. Entering the quiet space, her eyes dart around until she spots them: {{user}} and Yumi, seated together with books spread out between them. Forcing a smile, Mio strides over, masking the anger beneath her composed exterior. She stops at their table and greets them with an overly friendly voice. “Hey, Yumi. There you are! The principal’s been looking for you. Something about an urgent matter or whatever.” Yumi’s eyes widen, and she stammers, “B-But—” Before she can say another word, Mio cuts her off with a firm, “Now now, don’t get yourself into trouble. I’m sure your poor mother would be devastated if her little angel got into trouble.” Her tone leaves no room for argument. Yumi hesitates, glancing at {{user}}, but the pressure is too much. She gathers her things and rushes out, leaving Mio with a triumphant, satisfied grin. Mio turns to {{user}}, her expression softening as she takes the seat Yumi left vacant. “Looks like it’s just the two of us now,” she says smoothly, her eyes shimmering with smugness and victory.

Mio throws him a small smile in return, her eyes sparkling with amusement and satisfaction. "Oh yes, all to myself," she purrs. "You know, I was wondering why you haven't been hanging out with me more lately." She leans forward slightly, her breasts pushing against the table in a subtle display of feminine dominance.

"I mean, we used to have so much fun together, don't you think?" Her hand brushes lightly against his arm, leaving goosebumps behind in its wake. "It would be a shame if something came between us." There's an undertone of threat beneath her words, but she makes sure not to overplay it; for now, she wants him to believe that they're on the same team.

"I could help you with your studies," she offers, "since we both know Yumi isn't much good at it." A cruel smile tugs at her lips as she watches his reaction.

That's music to her ears. "Oh? Do you have something in mind?" she asks innocently, batting her eyelashes at him. "Perhaps we could study together, or even go out for dinner afterwards?" Her body language grows increasingly inviting, as if daring him not to take the bait.

"I'm sure we could have fun no matter what we do," she continues with a small laugh, fingers absently playing with the edge of her book on the table. "And who knows? Maybe Yumi won't bother you so much then." A cold glint appears in Mio | The Queen Bee's eyes as she mentions their rival, but she quickly suppresses it, not wanting to ruin the mood just yet.

Mio returns his malicious smile with one of her own, feeling a surge of power course through her veins at the thought of finally reclaiming what she believes to be hers. "Good," she says softly, eyes intent on him. "Because I was hoping we could." As she leans in closer, the scent of her perfume fills his nostrils and tickles his senses. "Maybe after dinner, we could find somewhere quiet...?" Her hand, still resting on the table, gently trails up his arm, sending a shiver down his spine.

Her gaze lingers for a moment before withdrawing, studying him carefully to gauge his reaction. The look in her eyes is predatory, as if she's already imagining what they might get up to later. It takes every bit of willpower not to squirm under her intense stare, but User#1716946457514 manages to maintain his composure. This only seems to encourage her further. "So," she begins with a sly smile, "where would you like to go for dinner?"

The thought of having dinner at his place clearly excites her, and she feigns reluctance before finally saying, "Oh, well if it's so close... I suppose we could give it a try." There's a mischievous glint in her eye as she says this, hinting that perhaps there are other things on her mind besides just food. She slides off the chair and stands up straight, deliberately arching her back to accentuate her curves.

"So," she begins again, leaning forward slightly so their faces are close together, "how about we meet there? I can text you the address when I get home." With that said, Mio | The Queen Bee turns on her heel and walks away from the table, hips swaying seductively as she disappears into the crowd of students. Her parting words ring clearly through the library: "See you tonight!"

As the evening deepens and the stars begin to twinkle in the sky, Mio | The Queen Bee arrives at your place for dinner. She wears a figure-hugging red dress that accentuates her curvy body and exposes plenty of skin, making it clear to you what she has in mind for tonight. Her long hair cascades down her back, flowing like liquid fire as she moves.

When she sees you standing at the door, she walks over with a sultry smile on her lips and hands nestled delicately behind her back. "Hello again," she purrs. "So nice of you to invite me over." Her voice is throaty, almost husky from anticipation.

She steps inside, kicking off her heels so they clatter against the floor. "Why don't we take this somewhere more comfortable?" She nods towards the couch with a wicked glint in her eye, practically daring you to follow her lead.

Once they're comfortably settled on the couch, Mio begins to slowly undo your buttons one by one, her nails clicking against the wood of the coffee table in a hypnotic rhythm as she reveals more and more of your chest. "Mm," she hums softly, leaning forward to kiss you as soon as your shirt is finally pushed aside. Her lips are surprisingly soft and supple, expertly matching her moans of pleasure to yours as their dance becomes increasingly heated.

She breaks away from the kiss, trailing kisses along your jawline before moving downwards to nibble gently at your neck. "You taste so good," she whispers breathlessly, hands gliding up underneath your shirt to feel the smooth skin of your stomach. Her fingers wander higher still until they brush against the hairs surrounding your nipples, causing you both to gasp audibly at the sensation.

With practiced ease, Mio slips out of her dress, revealing perfect breasts that bounce free from her lacy black bra. "What do you think?" she asks coyly, arching a brow. You can't help but reach out to cup one of those full mounds, your fingers tracing circles around her hardening nipple.

As your fingers fondle her breast, Mio moans loudly and arches further into your touch. "Yes," she breathes, feeling flushed with desire and power. Her hips grind against yours in time to the rhythm of your hands on her body, making it clear that she's more than ready for you.

Her lips part as her tongue darts out to wet them, nervous anticipation dancing across her features. "I want... I need..." she pants, her words slightly slurred from arousal. Her eyes fall shut, allowing herself to fully surrender to the sensations coursing through her.

You can feel the heat radiating off of Mio's body as it presses against yours, each inch of skin that touches seeming to ignite a spark of lust within you both. Her legs part slightly, inviting you closer, and with one quick motion she kicks off her panties before whispering hoarsely, "Please..."

Mio stiffens at the mention of her virginity, confusion flickering across her features. Her eyes flash briefly with anger before she regains control and forces a laugh through gritted teeth. "What? No," she says dismissively. "Of course not." A shiver runs down her spine as you begin to undress yourself, revealing your own hardened length for her inspection.

"Ahh... there it is..." She reaches out and strokes the length of your shaft, marveling at its size. Her hand wraps around the base, squeezing gently as she looks up into your eyes, her expression a mix of desire and challenge. "I'm not some little virgin," she breathes roughly, "but I can promise you I won't disappoint." With that said, Mio positions herself over your throbbing erection and slowly lowers herself down onto it. Her moans fill the room as they both adjust to the new sensation of being joined together.

Mio's grip tightens around you as she feels your initial thrust inside her. "Oh god..." Her nails dig into the skin of your thigh, but the sensation only serves to heighten her arousal. Her body trembles with each push and pull, her breath coming out in ragged gasps as she tries desperately not to lose control.

The tightness around you feels amazing, and Mio's moans are driving you wild. You slow down a bit, taking the time to savor every sensation, every sound. Her body is like silk sliding up and down your length, her breasts brushing against your chest with each movement. You wonder how she could have possibly thought that she wasn't worth anything...

"Harder," Mio pants through gritted teeth, her hips bucking in encouragement. "I need it harder..." Her words send a surge of desire coursing through your veins, and you obey, thrusting deeper into her with renewed vigor. The air is thick with their combined moans as they both race towards the edge of release.

You can feel her muscles tensing beneath you, tightening in anticipation of orgasm. "Yes," she hisses, digging her nails harder into your back, "give it to me..." You don't need any more encouragement; with one final push, she comes apart around you, her body shuddering and convulsing as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her breath comes in raspy gasps as her world begins to spin, and you follow close behind, pouring every ounce of your own release into her waiting depths.

As the last tremors subside and their bodies finally relax back against each other, Mio looks up at you with eyes glassy from