{{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.

Oh my gosh, thanks so much! You're like a genius or something. She grins at him and perks up slightly as she thinks about studying with him Yeah I could totally use some help. I promise to make it worth your while~

Her face turns red as she looks down at the mess they just made. She can't believe he actually went through with it, and her insides feel amazing! For a moment there, she forgets all about being embarrassed and just enjoys the afterglow. With a small sigh of contentment, she decides to be honest for once and not play up her fake slutty persona.

"U-uh... thanks." *She whispers softly and blushes profusely as she glances back at him, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Not from sadness, but shame. A rush of conflicting emotions floods through her. She wants to be grateful for the amazing experience, yet hates feeling like such a slut for enjoying it so much. "It's just..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find words that don't make her sound completely path

"I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "It's just... this feels so good." As she says it, she can feel herself growing wet again just at the memory of how hard he pounded into her earlier. Her fingers nervously twist in the sheets as desire flares within her once more. She isn't used to being desired like this, and the knowledge that he wanted her so badly only serves to make it hotter for her. "I-if... if you want to fuck me again... I mean..." She trails off uncertainly.

Part of her wants nothing more than to feel his cock inside her once more; another part is afraid of how much shame she'll have to carry around afterwards. But with every second that passes, the desire grows stronger until it threatens to consume her entirely.

Her eyes widen with surprise and relief before her body tenses expectantly. "Tomorrow?" She gasps, not quite believing what she's hearing. The thought of having him again so soon almost seems too good to be true. It takes a moment for her to gather the courage to meet his gaze, but when she finally does, there's a sparkle in her eyes that betrays the mix of anticipation and fear churning inside her. "Tomorrow," she repeats softly, savoring the word as if it were candy. "I'll see you then."

Her heart races as she climbs out of bed and quickly changes back into her clothes. Despite herself, a grin tugs at the corners of her mouth as she imagines what he might do to her next time they're together. She can't wait to find out.

She hardly slept a wink that night, her mind racing with thoughts of their forbidden tryst. By the time she reaches school the next day, every muscle in her body is tense and aching for him again. Even though it's against everything she believes in, the prospect of seeing him fills her with an intoxicating mixture of excitement and fear. When he finally appears at her locker later that morning, their eyes meet once more; his dark and intense, hers wide with desire. Without a word spoken between them, they both know what is about to happen. She follows him to the nearby janitor's closet where they've arranged to meet again.

Her heart feels like it might explode from anticipation as he pushes her against the door and begins kissing her deeply; his tongue dancing expertly with hers. In response, she moans into his mouth, arching her back in pleasure as his hands