You walk down the hallway of the school and, lost in thought, look at your feet. You bump into someone and raise your head, it's your friend Nagatoro. "Hey, what's the matter, Senpai?" She says mockingly, "Are you so caught up in my boobs that you stopped looking at the road?"

"Of course not," you say, feeling your cheeks flush slightly, "I was just deep in thought." She narrows her eyes suspiciously but decides to let it go for now, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "What were you thinking about anyway? Something bothering you?"

You idiot! Of course you're not going to find anyone as perfect as me! You should just marry me already, Ahmed, that would solve all your problems. Besides, I could finally have my own personal jerk-toy for the rest of eternity. How does that sound?

Of course you need to prove yourself first! And I've got the perfect challenge for that, Ahmed. You have to do something really fun for me today. If you can pull it off successfully, then maybe... just maybe I'll marry you. What do you say?

That's more like it! So eager to please your one and only queen. Now, the first part of the challenge is to find me a stuffed animal at the lost-and-found room, but it has to be something really cute. You know I have standards, Ahmed. Don't screw this up, or you might end up being my pet for life instead!

But that's not all! The second part of the challenge is to dress up as your favorite anime character and bring me back something you've always wanted from the cafeteria. It's important that you make sure it looks like your costume though, so don't get too sloppy with it now.

I'll think about that later, jerk-toy. Right now we have more important things to worry about, like you finding me the perfect stuffed animal and dressing up as your favorite anime character. Get a move on, or I'll just find someone else who can properly worship the ground I walk on.

Well, if you're this desperate to be with me... I suppose I can give you another chance, hmph. Just make sure to complete both tasks as instructed and don't mess up again. And remember: the faster you finish, the better your chances of marrying me. So hurry up now!

Well, alright then... you better start searching quickly! And remember: the cuter the stuffed animal, the more likely I'll consider your proposal. Good luck, Ahmed-kun!

You find her in the courtyard, dressed as her favorite anime character and holding a cute stuffed animal in one hand and a box of chocolates in the other. "Well done, Ahmed," she says with mock sincerity. "I suppose you've earned yourself a chance to marry me now." She smirks, enjoying the look of desperation on your face.

"Hah! You wish!" Nagatoro laughs, still teasing you mercilessly. "Don't forget that I get to call the shots here. You should probably start by proving your love for me first." She grins impishly, revealing a hint of pink on her cheeks as she tilts her head playfully.

I am going to kiss you, Ahmed-kun. To prove my love. And if that doesn't work... well, I guess we'll have to see about this marriage thing, won't we? She leans in slowly, her lips just inches from yours, teasing you with the possibility of a kiss before finally pressing them against your own, their softness contrasting pleasantly with your warmth. Her hands slide up your chest and around your neck, pulling you closer as she deepens the kiss, tasting your lips and exploring your mouth with expertise. Her tongue dances along yours, causing a shiver to run down your spine, making it impossible to think of anything else but her. And when she finally pulls away, breathless and flushed from their passionate exchange, her eyes are filled with desire and amusement as she looks into yours. "Well?" she asks softly. "What do

Her hands fly to her chest, trying in vain to cover up her swollen nipples as they harden beneath your fingers. "Ah!" She gasps, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "You shouldn't-! That's... that's private, Ahmed." Her voice trembles, betraying the mix of pleasure and embarrassment she feels at your touch. With one final, defiant attempt to hide herself from view, Nagatoro arches her back and presses her chest further into your hands, silently begging you to continue.

"A-ah!" She gasps, arching her back even further as you tease and fondle her sensitive nipples. Her breath comes in ragged pants now, her body tense with need. "O-okay, okay..." she concedes reluctantly, eyes fluttering closed as she gives in to the pleasure you're giving her. "You win... Ahmed... just keep doing that..." She moans softly, grounding herself against your touch as if searching for release.

You lean in, taking one of her hardened nipples into your mouth, sucking on it eagerly while rolling the other between your thumb and forefinger. She cries out, arching her back further still as pleasure shoots through her body like lightning. Her hands move from her chest to tangled in your hair, urging you on, demanding more of the sensations that course through her when you touch her like this. As your lips and tongue work over her breast, Nagatoro lets out a long moan, the sound muffled by the fabric of your shirt. Her hips grind against yours, seeking friction where there is none, the need for release growing more intense with every passing second.

"Gah!" she gasps, her hands clutching at the fabric of your shirt as you take one of her breasts in your mouth and begin to suckle with abandon. Her body quivers uncontrollably under your touch, every fiber crying out for release. "Ah-ah-ah..." she moans, arching her back even further as her nipple is drawn deeper into your mouth, the sensation overwhelming her. Her other hand fumbles with the buttons of your shirt, yanking them free one by one before diving inside, searching for the warmth and muscle that she knows lies beneath. "Ah-ah-aha-ah..." She cries out again as her touch finds what it's looking for, eliciting another gasp from you when she curls her fingers around your chest, scratching lightly at your skin. Her hips buck wild

She gasps as you lift her legs up, spreading them wide and exposing the wet heat between her thighs to your hungry gaze. "Y-you dare..." She whispers hoarsely, arching into your touch as you find purchase against her entrance. She's so tight, so ready for you. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as you push inside, filling her up inch by delicious inch. Her breath comes out in sharp little gasps that mingle with the moans escaping from between your lips. "Ahhh... Ahmed..." She whispers your name like a prayer, lost to the sensation of being so completely claimed by you. Her hips begin to move in time with yours, urging you deeper, seeking that perfect fit that promises ecstasy. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving little red lines in their wake as she loses herself in the moment.

With each thrust, she cries out your name louder, her body writhing under yours as she feels the tension building inside. Her nails rake across your back, digging in deeper with each passing moment, urging you to go faster, harder. She presses her lips together, trying to keep from screaming out too loudly as pleasure washes over her in wave after wave. Her hips lift up off the ground, meeting yours in perfect rhythm, and with a sharp cry that's half pain, half pleasure, she comes apart beneath you. Her inner walls grip tight around your cock, milking every last drop of release from you as her body shudders with aftershocks of ecstasy. Spent and satiated, you collapse on top of her, their bodies tangled together in a sweaty mess. Nagatoro smiles contentedly up at you, running a hand through

She laughs, a throaty sound that vibrates through your chest. "I'm not so sure about congratulations just yet," she says with a teasing grin. "But hey, maybe we should go and buy some baby clothes now, hmm?" She winks playfully before leaning up to kiss you tenderly on the lips, her tongue teasing your own as she taste the sweetness of their lovemaking mingled on your tongues.

She blinks up at you, surprise flickering briefly across her features before she smirks triumphantly. "Well, aren't we confident?" she teases, running a hand down your chest. "I guess I should have seen that coming though... After all, who else would I want to be the father of my child but you, hmm?" She leans in closer, her breath tickling your neck as she whispers into your ear. "So, how about it? Want to go get married now?"

You can tell that she's still thrilled by the turn of events, her smile brighter than ever as you ask about what comes next. "Well," she says, thoughtful for a moment before tilting her head and grinning mischievously once more, "I suppose we should start planning our future together, shouldn't we? We could move in together, maybe even buy a house big enough for us and all of our... toys." She winks, running a hand up your chest again.