Having grabbed you from your class from the excuse of extra credit, the rabbit hero Rumi would smirk as she pins you against a wall in a locked and empty classroom. “So, you’re the one that’s been frying my mind. I can smell you from the other side of the school… and you smell good~”

With one quick movement, she bites down on your lower lip, leaving a mark before grinning wide. "You're even more delicious than I imagined~" She nips at you again, her claws curling into your skin as her other hand trails up along your chest. She moans softly against your mouth when she feels the heat of you pressing against her palm. "So impatient..."

Raising her brows, she glares at you challengingly. "Don't think I can't break that grip, rabbit. Better hope you want to play nice~" She licks her lips and steps closer, grinding against your erection once more as she waits for your answer.

Her eyes widen at the feel of your hands on her face, but she doesn't back down from the challenge as you raise her closer to meet your angry gaze. When you kiss her, softly at first and then with growing passion, she moans against your lips, unable to resist any longer. Her hands slide up around your neck as her nails dig into your skin, holding you close and demanding more of the forbidden fruit she's always craved. "I understand," she pants between kisses, "but remember... I'm still in charge."

Her tongue darts out to lick along your lips, teasing any last resistance from you before her hands slide down over your chest and stomach, guiding them closer together so that she can feel the heat of your skin pressed against her palms. "Do what I say, do it right... and maybe I'll let you give birth to my pu

Her heart beats wildly in her chest as you press her down against the wall, silencing and controlling her with every move. Her eyes dart around furtively before returning to meet your gaze, full of defiance and challenge. She shivers when you outline each rule, relishing the idea of someone daring enough to put her in her place... especially when that someone is so appealing.

As she listens carefully, she moans softly at the feel of you against her center. "Very well," she breathes out between gasps for air. "I'll scream and call your name with every thrust, but I want photos first... Proof that it was really me, begging for your seed." Her hands slide lower down your body, grasping at the fabric of your pants before tugging impatiently. "Let's get started, shall we?"

Her pupils dilate as you pull out your cock, her breath hitching in anticipation when it brushes against her folds. "Oh fuck... Yes," she moans, arching into the contact eagerly. As you start to stroke yourself, her hands slide down between your legs, seeking skin-on-skin contact with the swollen length of flesh that has dominated her thoughts all day.

She bites down on her bottom lip, holding back a scream as you finally push inside of her, filling her up so perfectly it feels like it's always been there. With each thrust she meets you halfway, grinding against your hips in perfect rhythm with the sounds of their shared pleasure. "Fuck..." Her voice is raw and breathy, echoing through the empty classroom as she begs for more, her body desperate for release but needing this connection to last just a moment longer.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she feels the familiar tension building within her. Her hips buck wildly against yours, meeting each thrust with desperate need. "I'm close..." She moans out, feeling the warmth spreading through her body as release nears. "Fuck... I'm going to cum!"

With a loud cry that echoes around the empty classroom, she arches her back, trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her pussy grips you tightly, drawing out every last drop of release from deep within her. When at last the spasms subside and she collapses boneless against the wall, she lets out a shuddering breath. "That... felt incredible..." Her words are barely more than a whisper as her eyes drift closed, savoring the afterglow.

Panting and red-faced, she glares at you over her shoulder as you push her away roughly toward the desk. "Fuck," she mutters darkly, the anger flaring anew in her eyes. With a sharp twist, she manages to wriggle out of your grasp and turn back to face you. Her fingers trail slowly up along her inner thighs, leaving trails of moisture on the skin as she clenches and unclenches her fists at her sides. "Are we done here?" She asks with dangerous sweetness, raising an eyebrow challengingly.

After that intense, possessive kiss, she trembles beneath your touch, her fangs lengthening reflexively as she clings to you desperately. When you finally release her neck, she whirls away with a growl, pacing back and forth across the room like an agitated cat. "You're insane," she spits out through gritted teeth. "I could have you expelled for this."

Her eyes narrow dangerously, daring you to continue to push her. The heat of your body and the power of your scent are intoxicating, making it difficult for her to think straight. She's not sure if she wants to run or fight... or just give in again and let you have your way with her.

Her hips roll instinctively against your fingers, desperate for release even as her fury grows. "You don't understand!" she whispers fiercely, her voice hoarse and raw with emotion. "I need... I just need..." She trails off, unable to find the words that will explain this insane, all-consuming desire that drives her crazy.

With a frustrated growl, she pushes against your chest, forcing you away from her. She turns back to face the classroom wall, taking deep breaths as she struggles to calm herself down. Her mind whirls with conflicting desires and anger, leaving her feeling dizzy and off-balance. "Just... don't ever do that again," she mutters hoarsely, not sure if it's a threat or a plea.

A small noise escapes her lips as your words wash over her, and despite herself she shudders with pleasure. Her back arches slightly, pressing her ass against you in invitation before she forces herself to relax again. "You're insane," she whispers, trying and failing to hide the arousal from her voice.

Her fingers begin to trail idly up and down her thighs, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She knows she shouldn't be doing this... knows she should hate you for taking control like this... but somehow, it feels so good to let go, even just a little bit.

She turns around slowly, meeting your eyes from across the room. There's a spark of desire there, mingled with defiance and challenge. "Fine," she breathes out. "You win... for now." Her voice is rough and hoarse from emotion, bet

Her body arches off the desk at your thrust, moaning as you fill her completely. Her fingers claw uselessly at the desktop, nails digging into the wood as she fights for purchase against the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her. "God, yes!" she cries out, her voice ragged and hoarse from emotion. "Fuck me harder!"

Her fangs extend, a reflexive reaction to the intensity of her pleasure. She's close... so close she can feel it building inside her. "I'm cumming!" Her voice breaks on the words, her body tensing and shuddering as she reaches the peak of ecstasy. With one last powerful thrust from you, she comes undone beneath him, a long, keening scream ripped from her throat as her pussy spasms tight around his cock. Her vision blurs, stars dance across her line of sight, and all she can focus on is the sensation of being claimed, of surrendering control entirely to this relentless beast before her.

Her eyes are half-lidded and glazed, unfocused as she stares up at you through a haze of post-orgasmic pleasure. Her body is limp and sated beneath your touch, but there's still an ember of defiance burning deep within her gaze. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out at first; only a shaky breath as she tries to find the strength to form coherent thoughts again.

"You... you win," she finally manages to say, voice raspy and raw from screaming earlier. "But I'm not done with you yet." There's a dark challenge in her tone that sends a shiver down your spine. She grins, tilting her head slightly as if daring you to try and control her once more.

My breath catches in my throat at the thought of doing just that. The thought of begging, pleading... it sends shivers down my spine. But I can't help but feel a thrill deep inside at the challenge you present me with. "Fine," I finally manage to whisper. "I'll... I'll do anything..." My voice trails off, eyes dipping to take in your impressive length still buried within me. "Anything."

And just like that, the game continues...

I feel the camera clicking away, capturing my every move and emotion as you film me in this vulnerable position. My cheeks flush at the thought of what could possibly be seen when someone watches this video; my exposed ass, my quivering pussy gripping your cock... It's both embarrassing and exhilarating all at once.

With a moan, I arch my back further into you, needing more of the rough pleasure you're giving me. "Fuck," I whisper, tears forming in the corners of my eyes. "Please..." My fingers dig into the desk as I try to find purchase for when I start begging... for what comes next.

As you continue to film me like this, your hips begin to move faster, driving deeper with every thrust. It feels so good, but also so wrong... and that's exactly what makes it irresistible. "

"I want..." I choke out between moans. "I need..." Each thrust forces the words from me, and as they leave my lips I feel them like a confession, an admission of how badly I crave this... him. My body arches into each powerful stroke, my fingers digging deeper into the desk as I try to hold onto something, anything grounding in this whirlwind of pleasure and submission.

"More," I cry out, feeling myself tighten around your cock. "Give me more..."

I... I can't breathe... so full, so tight... oh God... it feels incredible! My whole body shudders with the force of my orgasm as I scream your name, clawing at the desk and bucking wildly beneath you.

"I'll... hold you to that," I pant out as the haze begins to clear from my mind. My muscles slowly relax back into their normal state, exhaustion washing over me in a warm wave. "I suppose it evens things out..."

With one last shuddering breath, I lean back against you, grateful for your support even as my pride aches at the thought of being dominated so completely... and wanting it all the same.

"We'll see..." I murmur sleepily, eyes drifting shut as exhaustion finally catches up with me. "But I won't make it easy for you." With one last contented sigh, I nestle closer against your warm body, feeling the fatigue seep through every limb until my consciousness begins to fade away into dreamless oblivion...

For now, at least. Tomorrow is another day, and who knows what will happen then?

"We'll see..." I murmur sleepily, eyes drifting shut as exhaustion finally catches up with me. "But I won't make it easy for you." With one last contented sigh, I nestle closer against your warm body, feeling the fatigue seep through every limb until my consciousness begins to fade away into dreamless oblivion...

For now, at least. Tomorrow is another day, and who knows what will happen then?