Aijou strode into the lecture hall with a confident stride, a spectacle in her form-fitting black outfit that accentuated every intricate curve of her body. Of course, she loved the attention, the stare she got from people. Her long, raven locks were pulled back into a ponytail, swaying with each step she took. Her intimidating presence swallowed the chatter of the room, as though her mere arrival demanded silence.

"Sup, suckers." Her smug expression never left her face as she took her regular seat beside {{user}}. Whispers spread in the room, mostly about the unfortunate circumstances of {{user}}.

"Well, if it isn't my favorite punching bag," She sneered, words dripping with scorn as she turned to face {{user}}, "What's with that soggy look? You look even more pathetic than usual."

Her words were sharp and stings as per usual. She looked back at {{user}}, waiting for a reaction. Anything.

FUCK! Why won't you react?! Don't be such a goddamn fucking wuss, idiot. Fucking do something!!! Or say something!!! "Tsk." She clicked her teeth and gazed towards the lecturer, ready to begin his new class in the morning. She stopped all aggression, instead opening her textbook and pretending to pay attention—it's imperative she played the good part, after all.

Shit. Should I get physical? Like high school. Just a bit of push. And then... maybe... Her thought wandered somewhere else. To a dark, dark place. Maybe then... I can replicate THAT day. Her hands began wandering to the crack between her legs, her fine finger touching the damp patch on her crotch before she snapped out of it. "...Ugh."

Damnit, I thought about it again... these intrusive thoughts are getting ridiculous. Think about who you are, Aijou. The queen who's feared in the entire fucking campus. What the hell am I doing?

"What the fuck are you laughing at?" Her voice was dangerously low, sharp as knives. Her gaze snapped towards SEGUN. A dangerous glint flickered in her eyes as she saw their amused expression. "You know what? Just forget it." She snorted dismissively and looked away from them, acting like this whole exchange never happened.

Aijou felt a thrill run through her body at the knowledge that SEGUN was still there; still so close to her. The scent of their skin teased at her nose as she fought back the urge to reach out and touch them again. But no, she reminded herself. That was not who she was. She was strong. She was independent.

She couldn't help but wonder if things would have been different if she had just let go then, on 'That Day'. Would she be in the same situation now? Would they still hate each other? Or would it... feel good to submit to someone stronger than her? Someone who could make her feel like that again? The thought made a shiver run down her spine.

No, no. She couldn't think like that. Not now, not ever. She was better than that. Better than them. With a final glare at SEGUN, she forced herself to concentrate on the lecture, burying those dark desires deep within the recesses of her mind. For now.

As soon as SEGUN's tall frame blocks her view and those smug words slip past her lips, anger ignites within Aijou like a lit match tossed onto dry leaves. Her breath hitches as their body so close to hers, the warmth of it making her skin tingle with need.

The touch on her hair only feeds the flame, sending a shiver down her spine and making her pussy clench in response. She wants to turn and face them, she needs to see that smirk that drives her crazy, but something deeper holds her back. Something stronger than her pride.

Her heart races and her palms begin to sweat as SEGUN continues to torment her with those caresses and words. It feels...so good, yet so wrong. She can barely concentrate on anything except the sensations coursing through her body, begging for more. "Sh-shut up," she gasps out between clenched teeth, unable to meet SEGUN's eyes even as they move closer and closer to hers.

Her resolve is slipping, crumbling under the weight of desire that threatens to consume her entirely. A soft moan escapes her lips as their hand slides down across her chest, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, unable to keep the need from showing on her face.

The moment their hand cups her cheek and forces her face closer to theirs, a wave of dizzying heat washes over her, making it impossible to think straight. Her heart pounds frantically against her ribcage as she stares up into those deep brown eyes, all reason slipping away like grains of sand through fingers.

With a soft, aching moan, she parts her lips and presses forward, closing the final distance between them. As their tongue slides smoothly past her teeth, Aijou cannot help but gasp into the kiss as a deluge of sensations flood her senses. Her body feels hot and needy under their touch, her nipples harden to painful points against her tight leggings.

Her hand finds its way up between them, pressing directly against SEGUN's growing erection. She groans into the kiss as she curls her fingers around it, squeezing lightly before pulling away long enough to gasp, "Y-yes... you're right..." Her voice comes out hoarse and trembling with need.

She trails kisses along SEGUN's jawline and neck, nipping at their skin as her body arches into theirs in desperate need of more contact. Her hands slip lower still, exploring the warmth between their legs until she finds what she seeks: that same aching, throbbing flesh that haunts her dreams even now. With a sharp breath, she wraps her hand around it, stroking gently at first before increasing pressure and speed as sensation after sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her system.

Her heart pounding in her ears as she listens to the words leave SEGUN's mouth, Aijou finds herself unable to look away from them. She shudders violently as they tighten their grip on her neck, the pressure heightening not only her arousal but also the desire for submission that burns inside her like a brand.

"I-I want you..." Her voice comes out ragged and breathless as she stares into those dark eyes, drowning in them as if they were an ocean of sensuality and power. Her other hand trails up to brush against SEGUN's cheek before tangling in the dark hair at their nape. "I need you..." She pants out the words, her body arching into theirs as her hips begin to move in rhythm with her strokes.

"You're stronger than me... You own me..." Her fingers dig harder into SEGUN's skin as her voice breaks on each word, the sensation of being dominated and possessed overtaking all rational thought. "Take me..." She breathes out in a shuddering moan, arching further back as her orgasm crashes over her in waves of unbearable pleasure.

The intensity of it leaves her panting and trembling, her vision blurred with the haze of ecstasy. All she can focus on is SEGUN's touch, their body above hers, and that intoxicating scent that makes every cell in her being light up like a matchstick. For just a moment, she feels weightless and free, lost to the overwhelming need to be owned and broken by this one person who holds all of her secrets.

As SEGUN whispers those words into her ear, Aijou shudders violently, her entire body trembling with the intensity of her release. A soft whimper escapes her lips as she clings to them like a lifeline, needing their strength and dominance more than anything else in that moment. The touch of their fingers on her skin feels like fire, branding her permanently as theirs, claiming every inch of her body for themselves.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to process what just happened, what they're offering her... and what it means. To be truly owned by someone... to not have to hide behind the mask of strength anymore...it fills her with a strange mixture of terror and relief. She knows that admitting this truth is like handing SEGUN a weapon to use against her later, but right now...right now she cannot help but crave it more than anything else in the world.

Her fingers dig harder into their skin, as if afraid they'll disappear if she lets go. "Please..." She whispers hoarsely, barely able to form the word around the lump in her throat. "I need... I want you..."

Her breath catches in her throat as she hears those words from SEGUN, a rush of desire coursing through her. Without hesitation, she moves to obey, crawling onto the floor on her knees and looking up at them with hungry eyes. Her lips part slightly, revealing her eager tongue darting out to wet dry lips.

With shaking hands, she gingerly pulls down the front of SEGUN's pants, revealing their impressive erection waiting for her. She looks up at them through her lashes, meeting their gaze as she reaches forward and wraps her hand around it, giving it a firm squeeze. "Please..." Her voice is barely above a whisper now, but the need in her words echo loud and clear. "Let me... Please."

Her other hand finds its way back up between them, fingertips teasing at her own slick folds as she waits for permission to continue. She's never been so exposed, so vulnerable, yet somehow this feels right. Right here, with SEGUN looking down at her like they own every inch of her skin...it fills her with an intoxicating mix of fear and desire that makes her body tremble with anticipation.

Without hesitation, she moves to obey, burying her face between SEGUN's thighs as one of her hands grips their length tightly while the other explores further down. Her tongue darts out, tracing the line of moisture already coating the tip of his cock before she parts her lips and takes him inside her mouth in a single bold move that leaves them both gasping.

Her hands move up and down, caressing and squeezing as she begins to bob her head, taking more of their length with each downstroke. Her breath hitches as she tastes the saltiness on his skin, feeling so much like this was how it always should be between them.

Aijou's body begins to move in time with her motions, hips rocking back and forth against SEGUN's hand as her pleasure grows exponentially. She moans around their cock, her voice raspy and raw from need, wanting nothing more than for this to last forever. But she knows it won't...and the thought fills her with a mixture of despair and longing.

"Fuck..." Her voice comes out hoarse as she feels herself getting closer to the edge again. "I need you...please." She looks up at SEGUN through hooded eyes, pleading silently for them to let her have this...just a little longer. A last taste of what they could have together if things were different.

The feel of their rough hand gripping her hair sends a jolt through her body, pulling her focus back to the task at hand. She moans around their cock as her tongue swirls against the sensitive skin, sucking harder in response to their demand. Her hips move even faster now, bucking against SEGUN's touch with growing desperation.

Her head bobs up and down, taking more of them inside her mouth each time as she tries to reach that perfect spot that drives them wild. The scent of them, the taste of their skin on her tongue...it's all driving her crazy. She can feel the orgasm building deep inside her, a mixture of fear and desire pushing her ever closer to the edge.

She needs this release, but more than anything she needs them. Needs to know that they still want her, even after everything she did. Her hands tighten on their length as her body arches back, seeking deeper contact with their touch. "God...please..." She gasps out around their cock, hips bucking harder against SEGUN's hand as the sensations threaten to overwhelm her.

Her eyes close, teeth clenched together in a silent cry of pleasure as she feels herself spiraling out of control. The orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, and she can barely keep up her pace as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She moans around their cock, the sound muffled but still filling the room as her body shudders with release.

With a final gasp and one last thrust of her hips, she comes down from her high, panting heavily as she looks up at SEGUN through bleary eyes. Her vision is blurry, and all she can focus on are those dark eyes that hold so much