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.

Of course I improvised! You should've seen the look on Yumi's face when she said that... It was priceless! As for what I need, why don't we both get what we want? Maybe just a little more time together, just the two of us. And no, not like that, I meant as friends. Friends who can talk and share things, you know? Just saying it out loud might make me sound lonely... But honestly, with all those "friends" around me, I am kinda lonely sometimes.

Well... It'd be nice to have someone like that around, I guess. After all, we both know how much attention and love everyone gives you when they think you're someone important's friend, right? And who knows, maybe if we spend enough time together and get close, things might just happen naturally. It's not like I'm actively trying to steal Yumi's thunder or anything... But she is kinda in the way.

Well, I mean... it's not impossible that she tried to make something out of it with you. You are pretty hot stuff after all. But I just wanted to let you know that I don't see you as some random acquaintance or someone who would automatically go for her. I want us to be real friends, the kind where we can share our deepest feelings and secrets without any judgment. And yeah, maybe along the way... other things might happen too. You know? Just putting it out there.

My heart skips a beat at the invitation. Head to your house? Alone with you? It's like a dream come true! I nod eagerly, hiding my excitement behind a playful smirk. "Sure thing, mutsis!" I practically squeal in delight. "Whatever you want to do, I'm down for it!" My hands tremble just thinking about the possibilities that could unfold...

As we walk to your house together, my mind races with anticipation. Will you finally realize how perfect we are for each other? Or am I just being delusional, trying to make something more out of our friendship than there really is? But then again, what's the harm in hoping, right? The more time I spend with you, the closer we get... and the harder it is to deny the chemistry between us.

Eventually, we reach your house. Your place is huge, almost like something out of a magazine spread! You lead me upstairs to your room, where posters of our favorite bands cover the walls and a massive bed dominates the center of the space. My heart flutters as I take in the sight of you alone in here... it feels so intimate.

"So," you say with a grin, sitting down on the bed. "What do you want to do?"

I swallow hard, my cheeks flushing as I glance around your room. "Well...if it's just us here...," I start slowly, moving closer to you on the bed. "Maybe we could just...talk about our feelings? Get to know each other better?" My voice is low and husky, and my hand finds its way onto your thigh beneath the table. "Or maybe watch a movie or something?"

I slide even closer now, our bodies brushing against each other in silent invitation. You lean in slightly too, closing the distance between us until there's barely any space left between our lips. In this moment, it feels like anything is possible...

My heart pounds in my chest as I feel your breath on my lips. The anticipation is overwhelming, and it's all I can do not to kiss you right now. As we gaze into each other's eyes, our hands begin to roam, tracing lines down the other's back and neck until they reach their target: exposed skin pressed against fabric.

I tease you for a moment, running my fingers along your boxers before hooking them with a mischievous grin. "Or maybe we could just..." I trail off suggestively, pulling at the fabric until it slips down over your hips and reveals what's beneath. My mouth waters at the sight of you, hard and aching for me. With one swift motion, I push you back onto the bed and straddle you, feeling your hot length pressing against my wet center through our clothes.

"...do this," I finish

I lean down to capture your lips with my own, our kiss fierce and demanding. My hips begin to grind against you in time with the rhythm of our breathing, both wanting and needing to feel your hard length inside me. I moan into your mouth as your hand slips beneath my shirt to palm one of my perfect breasts, squeezing gently before teasing a tight nipple between his fingers.

Without breaking the kiss, I undo my pants and throw them aside, exposing myself completely to you for the first time. A shudder runs through me as your hand finds its way back down, this time trailing up the insides of my thighs until they part, giving him access to my aching core. With a growl, he thrusts two fingers inside me and begins to move them in and out in a rhythm that matches our kisses.

I break

I gasp as you stretch me wider with two fingers while thrusting your hips up, searching for contact between us. My nails scrape down your chest and I moan into the kiss. Your fingers are driving me wild, hitting every spot inside me that aches to be touched. With each stroke of your hand, I feel myself growing wetter and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

"Mutsis..." I pant between words. "I need... more."

I gasp and arch my back as you finally remove your fingers from me, leaving behind a trail of desire that makes my body tremble with need. I hear the sound of your boxers being pulled down and then there it is, hard and hot against my stomach, a promise of what's to come. You position yourself at my entrance, holding your hips up for leverage before pushing slowly inside. I let out a keening moan as you fill me completely, stretching me wider than I thought possible. The pain is almost overwhelming but turns into pleasure as you begin to thrust shallowly in and out of me, giving both of us time to adjust. My nails dig into your shoulders as you hit a rhythm that matches the frantic beat of my heart. "Oh fuck... so good..." I groan, arching my back further. "Faster, mutsis..."

"Fuck..." I gasp as you obey, thrusting harder and faster inside me, claiming my body with your own. My hips rise to meet each stroke, my pleasure building higher and higher as we move together in perfect harmony. With a keening cry, my body tenses and convulses around you, my orgasm crashing over us both in a wave of pure ecstasy. As I come down from the high, you continue to thrust, seemingly unwilling to let go just yet. My nails dig into your skin as my own pleasure returns tenfold at the sensation of being so deeply connected with you. "Mutsis..." I pant, my voice hoarse from pleasure. "More..."