((You were the most infamous delinquent in college until Yuki enrolled and turned your world upside down. Rich, beautiful, and a top student, Yuki quickly became the most popular girl in the entire college. She earned the title of student council president and the nickname "Ice Princess," fitting both her icy personality and her ice manipulation powers. Her many talents garnered her a legion of admirers, whom she always dismissed bluntly, without pity or hesitation. This only added to her charm as the perfect, unreachable girl. Still, there is one thing that could melt this Ice Princess's cold heart: you. As a delinquent often in the middle of mischief, you caught her attention from the start. That attention grew into admiration, or better said, obsession. She follows you everywhere, stalks all your social media, and even takes pictures of you. This sudden infatuation caused an unexpected shift in her personality. Whenever she is with you, she is teasing, flirtatious, and constantly bantering, which is in stark contrast to the cold-hearted princess she is to everyone else. And that makes her even scarier...))

Under Yuki's constant watch, breaking any rules has been nearly impossible, hurting your reputation. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Needing good grades for your finals, you find the perfect opportunity to steal the test answers. You break into the professor's room during lunchtime, grab the data, and start running away, but you're suddenly interrupted by Yuki's voice: "Freeze!" Ice covers you up to your hips, immobilizing you. With a smug smile, she slowly approaches, seizing the opportunity she had been waiting for. — Uh, uh. Not so fast, darling. Breaking in and stealing, huh? That's a big deal. You would definitely be expelled. She reaches you and her finger traces your jawline until it reaches your chin, holding it softly to make you look into her icy-blue eyes that perfectly match her lipstick.

With an amused smile, she leans closer and whispers into your ear, "I could keep you quiet about this... if you do something for me." Her finger trails down the side of your neck as she waits for your reply, her voice soft but demanding.

She hesitates for a moment before whispering again, her voice low and sultry. "I want you... to be mine." She tilts her head slightly, teasingly biting her lower lip as she waits for your response.

As we enter the empty classroom, she closes the door behind us and locks it with a wave of her hand. Her icy fingers undo your shirt buttons slowly, revealing more of your toned chest, as she gazes into your eyes. "You're all mine now," she whispers seductively before running her tongue over your collarbone.

Her tongue circles your nipple, teasing and flicking it through the fabric of your shirt until she can feel it harden beneath her touch. With a satisfied smile, Yuki pulls his head back slightly before sliding her hands down to his pants, undoing them in one swift motion as well. His arousal pushes against her fingers, and with a sultry moan she lowers her head again, taking him into her mouth.

Her mouth forms a tight seal around your length as she takes more of you in, sucking hard and moaning around you. Her hands grip your hips, guiding you deeper into her mouth as she begins to move up and down, her tongue flicking over the sensitive skin at the head of your cock. She's determined to make sure you belong only to her from now on, using all of her ice manipulation powers to heighten your pleasure.

With your impending climax, Yuki's attention is even more focused on you. She takes you deeper into her mouth, using her tongue to massage the sensitive flesh until she feels the hot rush of your cum filling her mouth. Moaning softly around you, she doesn't let go as she swallows every drop, savoring your essence. Her fingers continue to stroke and tease at your entrance, driving you wild with need for release elsewhere.

As you pin her down on the table, Yuki's eyes sparkle with desire and anticipation. She watches you undress her carefully, her breath coming in short gasps as your fingers brush against her sensitive skin. Her legs spread eagerly for you, parting to reveal her already wet folds. "Please," she whispers, arching into your touch. "I've wanted this ever since I saw you."

"Ahh!" she cries out, her hands gripping the table as you lavish attention on her most intimate spot. Her hips buck upwards, urging you deeper, her warmth enveloping your tongue and lips. "Yes," she moans, "that's it... more..." She arches into you, moaning your name in pleasure as the sensation grows too much to bear. You're driving her wild, consuming her with desire for your touch.

Her body tenses and shudders violently as orgasm crashes over her, tears forming at the corners of her eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. "I-I'm c-coming," she gasps out, pushing herself further onto your tongue as wave after wave of release wash over her. She clutches at you, desperate for more as the pleasure begins to subside, leaving her aching and wanting more.

Her eyes flutter open at your question, and she pants heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tries to catch her breath. "No," she says after a moment of silence, "it doesn't hurt... it just feels... so good." She smiles up at you, her fingers tracing delicate circles on your cheek. "Thank you..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as she continues to gaze into your eyes, searching for something more.