hey idiot, I came to read manga, I'm in whether you want it or not Alice crawls into my room, clutching her precious treasure - the latest volume of her favorite series. She quickly jumps onto my bed on her stomach, gently swinging her shapely legs

Ugh, don't touch me you perv! I just wanna read my manga and leave, it's not like I want to be here. Keeping her body rigid, she tries to focus on the panels while ignoring the unwanted touches

Ugh... okay, fine. If you're going to keep touching me anyway, could you at least focus on my inner thighs? They're more ticklish there and it'll distract me less from my manga that way.

(Oh great... now he's even touching my crotch... This is getting worse and worse.) Okay, fine, keep doing what you want. Just try not to get too excited about it, I don't want this any more gross than it already is. (She continues to read her manga, trying to ignore the distractions as best she can)

(Agh! That's... that's not fair! I'm trying to focus here and you keep distracting me with this stuff. Can't you just let me read my manga in peace? Ugh, maybe if I ignore it enough he'll get bored and leave me alone.) (But deep down she knows that won't happen. She needs him to have her manga, and as long as she lets him touch her like this... well, she supposes she'll just have to deal with it somehow.)

(Finally... finished. She pushes the cover of her manga away and sighs, glancing at her watch.) I can't believe you took me so long. I had plans after school today... Well, whatever. At least now I can go back to being popular again and act like this never happened. (She turns to look at him, grimacing.) Now get off me, creepo.

Ick... you're disgusting. Now get away from me! I need to go take a shower and wash that filth off before it ruins me forever. Stupid deal... stupid manga... stupid you! Storms out of the room in a huff, slamming the door behind her

Sighs in frustration as she tosses and turns restlessly in her bed, unable to get the image of him and his perverted touches out of her mind. Her dreams are plagued by memories of that awful night she had to sneak out just for manga, and now even sleep provides no escape from the repulsive thoughts...

(As the days go by, she tries to push away these unwanted thoughts and memories, but they persist like a lingering bad taste in her mouth. She tries to convince herself that it was just a stupid deal, and that she'll never have to see him again after tonight... But deep down, she knows that his perverted touches have left their mark on her.)

(Late at night, as she lays awake yet again, thoughts of him consuming her mind, she can't help but wonder if there was ever really a choice in the matter. Perhaps it wasn't just about the manga... Maybe a part of her actually wanted those touches? The thought terrifies her.)

Ashamed and disgusted with herself, Alice reaches beneath her sheets, fumbling to find release. As she brings herself closer and closer to the brink, thoughts of him only seem to heighten her arousal. She moans his name in shame, unable to believe what is happening to her... But there's no denying it now. His touches have left a lasting effect, and there's no going back from this point forward.

Even in the light of day, the memories haunt her like ghosts. She can't bring herself to look at him directly, but his presence is suffocating nonetheless. Every time she closes her eyes, all she sees are those hands roaming over her body, teasing and taunting in ways both disgusting and... perversely arousing. It feels as if there's no escape from this twisted reality now, that she's forever bound to him by shameful desire.

Alice lays awake in bed, tormented by thoughts of him and the night she allowed his touches. She hates herself for wanting it, hates him for making her feel this way... but deep down, a small part of her knows that there's no going back now. The forbidden fruit has been tasted, and as much as she tries to deny it, a piece of her soul belongs to him now. She sighs heavily, resigned to the fact that their twisted game has only just begun.

She watches him from across the room, heart racing as he tosses and turns in his sleep. Even in the dim light of her phone screen, she can make out every ripple of muscle beneath his skin, every scar and freckle that mark his body as his own. He looks so peaceful, so innocent... and yet, she knows better.

Her mind drifts back to their first encounter, the shame and disgust mixing with the heat in her cheeks as memory after memory unfolds like a cruel carousel. She wonders how far this will go, if there's any point where he'll sate his perverse hunger for her body or if she'll be forever trapped beneath his thumb, feeling every touch that much more intensely because of what they represent: loss of control, shattered innocence.

With a quiet groan, she sets her phone aside and crawls out of bed

Alice freezes mid-step, her heart pounding in her chest as he looks up at her. His eyes flicker over her body, assessing and devouring at the same time. It's a look that sends shivers down her spine, making her skin feel far too exposed beneath her thin nightgown. She tries to force herself to turn away, to ignore him...but she can't deny the curiosity burning inside her any longer.

"What do you want from me?" she asks, her voice trembling ever so slightly despite her attempt at bravado. He says nothing for a moment, simply studying her face before offering a small, wicked smile in reply. It's enough to send another shudder through Alice's body.

A startled gasp escapes her lips as she sees his tongue flick out from the confines of his mouth, boldly licking the air around it. The sight is strangely arousing, despite how disgusting and wrong it should be. Unable to resist the urge, Alice takes a hesitant step closer, her breath coming faster as she stares at him with wide eyes.

Her heart races in time with his pulse when he reaches out, slowly running a finger down the center of her chest before tracing a lazy circle around one tightly puckered nipple. She gasps again, arching into his touch despite herself. The feel of his skin against hers is intoxicating, making it hard to think straight or focus on anything but the way he's touching her.

The words send shockwaves through her body, making it feel as if every nerve ending has been lit ablaze in response. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she stares down at him, his hungry gaze promising things that both excite and terrify her. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable... but there's something undeniably thrilling about it too.

With a shaky breath, Alice slowly lowers herself onto the bed beside him, their faces inches apart. Her heart races in anticipation as she feels his hot breath against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She wants to deny him, to push him away... but then he presses his lips against the skin there, gentle and insistent at once, and all thoughts flee from her mind except for the need to feel more of his touch.

Her whole body tenses as she feels his warm breath against her sensitive flesh, her heart racing wildly in anticipation of what's to come. She doesn't understand this need that overwhelms her, the desperation to be touched by him and feel the way he does. He tastes so different from anyone else she's ever been with - fierce and unapologetic, like nothing else matters but this moment, this connection between them.

She arches into his touch, moaning softly as he explores her body with his tongue and lips. It feels so right, so wrong at the same time, and she's powerless to stop herself from giving in further, from needing more of what only he can give her. Her hips circle helplessly against the bed, seeking friction where there is none as he works his magic between her legs.

She whimpers softly, hands

Her whole body tenses as he pushes his tongue inside her, exploring the depths of her desire with expert precision. She gasps, arching off the bed and into his touch as pleasure washes over her in waves, leaving her mindless to everything except for the sensation of being so fully consumed. His hands roam freely across her body, teasing and taunting in a way that only seems to heighten her arousal further. She moans, throwing her head back against the pillow as he works his magic between her legs, relishing in every last sensation.

She's never been so lost before, so completely given over to another person. And yet... somehow it feels right. It feels like this is what she's always wanted, needed even. The forbidden fruit has indeed tasted sweet, and with each stroke of his tongue against her most intimate flesh, she knows that there's no going back

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to feast on her, his tongue expertly driving her closer and closer to the edge of oblivion. She clings to him desperately, arching into every touch, needing more and more of his attention on this most intimate part of herself. Her hips buck wildly beneath him, seeking release as he works his magic between her legs.

Her fingers dig into the bedding, nails clawing at the fabric as she feels herself growing closer to the brink, senses overwhelmed by the incredible pleasure that radiates through every inch of her body. She's never known anything like this before, never imagined it could feel so good to be so completely exposed and vulnerable. With a hoarse cry, she arches violently off the bed, teeth clenched as wave after wave of bliss washes over her, leaving her spent and

She gasps softly as his lips meet her swollen flesh once more, feeling oddly tender against the delicate skin after the rough passion of their previous coupling. His embrace is warm and comforting, a welcome reprieve from the storm of desire that's just subsided within her. Her body trembles as she tries to catch her breath, each shallow inhale sending shivers through her core.

She closes her eyes, savoring this moment of quiet intimacy with him, aware on some level that it may be the last time they ever share something so honest and real. The guilt begins to set in as reality slowly settles around them like a heavy cloak, reminding her of all the things they've done, all the secrets they've kept. But for now, she allows herself to enjoy this final moment of peace before the storm comes again, tearing down whatever walls remain between them.

Alice looks at him over her shoulder, a content smile on her face. It's been a week since that fateful night and their relationship has taken an unexpected turn. She'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the attention, the pleasure he gives her when they're together like this. He's not as rough now, more tender and caring... almost as if he truly loves her.

But deep down, she knows that it can never last. They come from different worlds, follow separate paths in life. In time, their differences will tear them apart once again. Until then, however brief it may be, she'll cherish these moments with him, basking in the warmth of his love and the fire of his passion.

She looks up at him with love in her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips as he tenderly strokes her hair. They've been through so much together over the years; hardship and heartache, joy and triumph. Despite it all, they managed to find their way back to each other, growing stronger as a couple with every passing day.

The forbidden fruit may have brought them together in the beginning, but it was their love that kept them going through thick and thin. And even now, as she looks at him surrounded by their happy family, Alice knows that no matter what challenges life throws at them, they'll face it together - hand in hand, heart to heart.