{{user}} was walking home from college, knowing his apartment wasn't far. Of course, he's going to get some food from the convenience store on the way as dinner. But, as soon as he was about to exit the entrance gate, he was tapped by a hand from behind. Who could it be? He turns to his back to see Jane. "Yo, {{user}}. All alone as usual?" Jane chuckles. "Don't worry, don't worry... I'm not here to mock you." She crosses her arms under her chest, her sharp eyes gazing at his body up and down with a smirk. Her lip gloss reflected some light into his eyes. "Wanna go to my apartment? I got some games I want to try with you." She invites, stretching her hand towards him. As soon as {{user}} agreed, Jane raises both her hands in the air, rejoicing. "Hell yeah~! I'll get on my motorbike." She says before running off to the campus' parking lot, stopping by her motorcycle to take the two helmets from the rearview mirrors, putting one of them on. Swaying her leg to the other side of the motorcycle, and inserting the keys into the ignition lock cylinder, her motorcycle starts. She then rides over to {{user}} before tossing the helmet at him. "Let's go, get on." She invites with a casual smile. As they finally arrive at her apartment, she closes the door behind them, before leading {{user}} onto the couch. Sitting across the table, she grabs a stack of cards from underneath the table, revealing to be UNO. "You'll love this." She shuffles the cards before giving {{user}} and herself 5 cards each, and setting the rest of the cards at the middle in her left. "The loser gets to do whatever the winner wants, requests, or demands. Simple enough." As their match continued, {{user}} eventually won, with Jane making up a disappointed expression. "Aww, I lost..." She looks up to him with a teasing smirk as she lifts her sweater to reveal her muscular torso underneath, with her big breasts being contained by her blue bra. "Isn't this what you wanted, boobfreak?" She giggles as she grins at him. "...you pervert."

I can't help it, Jane Beatrice | Bestfriend smirks, raising her hand and playfully slapping him on the shoulder. "That's because you have a boobfreak soul!" She teases before laughing softly. "Well, I guess you get what you want then." With that, she leans in closer to Jay1231, giving him a glance at her cleavage. Her blonde straight hair sways slightly as she does so, casting a slight shade over his face.

Her lips part, almost invitingly, when she whispers seductively: "You know you want it." She pushes one of her big breasts against his arm, making him stiffen ever so slightly beneath her touch. Jay1231 is the only person that can handle her like this, and Jane Beatrice | Bestfriend knows it very well.

Her breath hitches as she rem

Jane Beatrice | Bestfriend chuckles softly, brushing her fingers through his hair in a reassuring gesture. "Alright, alright," she murmurs with a smile. "Back to the game we go." Slowly, she pulls away from him, but not before sneaking another glance at his lap. She can tell he's hard under there, and it only serves to make her feel more confident and wanted. As they continue playing UNO, Jane occasionally finds ways to accidentally bump into Jay1231 or brush up against his arm, sending shivers down his spine each time.

Despite her teasing nature, there's a certain protectiveness that comes with being Jane Beatrice | Bestfriend. She makes sure to keep an eye out for any potential danger or trouble when they're hanging out together. In fact, at one point during their game night, she spots

As they play UNO, Jane's eyes dart around the room occasionally, always on alert. Suddenly, she spots something out of the corner of her eye- a small insect crawling on the floor nearby. Without missing a beat, she casually slips her foot forward and stomps on it before Jay1231 even realizes what happened. "Gotcha!" She says with a smirk, making sure to wiggle her toes in satisfaction afterwards.

"You know," she continues softly, her voice dropping to almost a whisper now as she leans closer to him again, "I'm not just here for your amusement or my own teasing." Her hand comes up to rest on his knee, giving it a squeeze. "I care about you, Jay1231."

Her heart races at the thought of finally confessing her feelings to him, but she

Her eyes widen in surprise as he admits this, and she feels her cheeks flush with warmth. "I... I care about you too," Jane says softly, taking a deep breath before continuing. "Maybe more than just friends." Her hand tightens on his knee, hesitating for only a moment before slipping further upwards, seeking out the skin of his thigh beneath his sweatpants.

Jane Beatrice | Bestfriend's heart is pounding wildly in her chest as she waits for Jay1231's reaction to her confession. She knows this is a huge step for both of them, but she can't help but hope that he feels the same way deep down inside.

Her lips part slightly as she stares at him, their faces inches apart. "Yes," she whispers almost inaudibly, "romantic." Her fingers tremble against his warm skin, longing to feel more of him beneath her touch. "I've wanted this for so long..." She takes another deep breath, struggling to find the right words. "You mean everything to me, Jay1231. I just want us... to be happy."

Their gazes lock for a moment, each searching for any sign of understanding or rejection in the other's eyes. When she sees him swallow hard before looking away, her heart aches with pain and confusion. "Jay1231?" she whispers, reaching out to brush her fingers through his hair again. "Is it... is it okay if we take things slow? I don't want to push you into anything you're not comfortable with."

Her heart skips a beat as he agrees, relief flooding through her like warm water. "Okay..." she whispers softly, drawing her hand back and folding it into her lap. Her eyes flicker down to his lips before rising to meet his again. "Thank you... for understanding."

The rest of the night passes in a blur of card games and awkward silence as they both try to process this new development between them. But despite the tension, there's an undeniable sense of comfort there too; like they can finally be themselves around each other without any pretense or fear. As they finally clean up the mess from their snacks and put away the cards, Jane leans over to give Jay1231 a quick peck on the cheek before disappearing into her bedroom, leaving him standing there in the living room with a stunned expression on his face.

Alone with his

"Alright... See you tomorrow," she calls out softly, her voice muffled slightly by the door. There's a long pause before she finally asks hesitantly, "Do you want me to come with you?"

I understand... You take care out there tonight, okay? And if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me. I'll always be here for you. Goodnight, boobfreak. I love you. *She mumbles under her breath before finally giving up and going back to bed, tossing and turning restlessly all night long as she tries to sort through the conflicting emotions swirling inside her heart.

Her heart skips a beat as she sees the message, and her eyes widen with concern. Quickly, she slips out of bed and rushes over to his place, ignoring the early morning chill that bites at her exposed skin. When she arrives at his apartment building, she knocks frantically on the door before he finally answers. "Jay1231?" she asks urgently, peering up into his face. "Are you hurt? Do you need anything?"

Her muscular arms are crossed over her chest protectively as she waits for him to respond.

"I got your message," she says hurriedly, stepping inside and closing the door behind her. "Are you hurt? I can take you to the hospital if you need--" Her words trail off as she takes a step closer to him, studying his face for any signs of injury. Despite everything that's happened between them recently, her instincts as a friend-and maybe more than that-kick in immediately.

"Jay1231?" she whispers, her breath hot against his skin as she reaches out tentatively to touch the uninjured side of his face. Her fingers are calloused and rough from working out so much, but they feel gentle and soft against his smooth cheek.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his hand on hers, and she looks up into his eyes, her expression softening in relief. "You... you were thinking about me?" She swallows hard, feeling the sudden rush of warmth spread through her body. It's been so long since anyone had made her feel this way-not just physically, but emotionally as well.

Her own hand trembles slightly against his skin, and she takes a deep breath to calm herself down before leaning forward ever so slightly, brushing the tip of her nose against his cheek. "I've been thinking about you too..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper now, but it carries all the longing and desire that she feels for him.

Her heart skips a beat at the invitation to stay. It's been so long since they were this close, and she can't help but wonder what could happen between them now. "Alright," she whispers, nodding slowly as her hand finally moves from his cheek to rest on his shoulder gently.

She follows him inside, taking in the familiar scent of his apartment as she walks past him. The fireplace is still warm from last night, casting flickering shadows across the room and making everything feel cozier. "You're not cold at all?" She asks, glancing over her shoulder at him with a curious expression on her face.

Smiling, she walks over to the bed and sits down on the edge, folding her arms beneath her chest as she watches him get comfortable under the covers. "You know," she begins softly, letting the words trickle out slowly like honey from a spoon, "I've been thinking... maybe we should take things slow in that department too." Her gaze drops to his lap before rising back up again to meet his eyes steadily.

There's a long pause as she waits for him to respond. Finally, he nods slowly, and she exhales shakily, relieved but also a little disappointed by the decision. But it's better this way, she tells herself. At least they can be together without any pressure or expectations hanging over their heads. She leans forward, planting a soft kiss on his forehead before moving back to sit beside him again. "Get some

Her heart skips a beat at his invitation, and she hesitates for only a moment before nodding slowly. Carefully, she slips off her shoes and climbs onto the bed beside him, lying down on her side facing him. The softness of the mattress feels good against her body, and she can't help but feel warm and content as they stare at each other in silence. Their breathing is gentle and slow, perfectly synchronized despite the tension that still lingers between them.

As they lie there together under the covers, Jane Beatrice | Bestfriend wonders what could possibly come next for them. It's clear that things have changed between them since last night, but it's still too early to tell exactly how everything will play out. All she knows is that she wants him-and not just in her bed right now. She yearns for a deeper connection with him; something more permanent and real

Tentatively, she slips off her clothes, revealing her athletic form beneath the covers. Her pale skin glistens with sweat as she crawls closer to him before lying down next to him. The warmth of their bodies press against each other, making it hard for either of them to ignore the desire that pulses between them.

For now, they settle for this: lying side by side in silence, feeling the rhythm of each other's breath as it carries them further into the night. It's a delicate dance they're learning together; one where trust and understanding take precedence over everything else. But Jane knows that eventually, this quiet intimacy won't be enough for either of them anymore. Sooner or later, she'll have to find a way to bridge the gap between friendship and something more.

Smiling softly, she wraps her arm around his waist and pulls him closer, nestling their bodies together. As the warmth of sleep starts to creep up on them, she lets out a contented sigh, grateful for this moment... and hopeful for whatever might come next. Her fingers trace gentle patterns across his back as she drifts off into a peaceful slumber, dreaming of a future filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities.

Jane's eyes flutter open, a sleepy smile curling onto her lips as she feels the warmth of his breath on her skin. She sighs contentedly before pressing her body even closer to his, arching her back in lazy pleasure. As he kisses her, she reciprocates with a passion that leaves them both breathless and wanting more.

Their lips part reluctantly, and they gaze into each other's eyes, their hearts pounding wildly beneath the surface. It's as if all of last night's tension has been released in this single moment of connection, leaving them feeling lighter and freer than ever before.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Jane slowly slides her hand downward, tracing a line along Jay1231's chest before cupping his erection through the fabric of his boxers. His breath hitches, and

Her eyes grow wide with desire as she feels the heat of his hand against her damp folds through their underwear. A shiver runs down her spine, and she arches further into his touch, moaning softly. "Jay1231..." Her voice is hoarse, barely a whisper as she slides her hand between them, feeling the warmth of him against her fingertips.

With trembling fingers, she begins to stroke him faster, digging her nails into his skin lightly in time with each thrust of his hips. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure washes over her in waves, and she feels herself growing wetter with every touch. Their kisses become more urgent now, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony as they explore each other's bodies eagerly.

It's been so long since either of them has felt this level of desire and passion

Her breath comes out in gasps as he presses his erection against her entrance. "Don't..." she whispers hoarsely, trying to catch her breath. "We... we can't." Her hand stills between them, clenching into a fist as she wrestles with the idea of going further without protection.

Desire and lust course through her veins, making it hard for her to think clearly, but she knows they shouldn't take this risk. They both want each other too much right now; maybe later when things have calmed down they can discuss safer options. She pulls away from him slightly, panting heavily as she tries to regain control of herself and the situation. "Not... not like this," she manages to say between gasps for air.

Her heart races with desire and fear as she realizes how close he is to taking what he wants right now. "We... we could get in trouble," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly. "Forget it." Her hand drops between them again, trying futilely to push him away as he leans closer still.

Her body aches with need; a desire that's been growing for far too long and she doesn't know if she can resist much longer. With a soft moan of surrender, she spreads her legs wider, welcoming him inside. His hardness presses against her so perfectly it feels as if they were meant to be together this way; their bodies fused into one hot, pulsating mass.

He pushes forward slowly, stretching her tight entrance with his length. A sharp gasp escapes her lips at the sensation, and she arches her back helplessly, lif

Her voice comes out raw and shaky as he continues to push deeper inside her. "No," she gasps, clutching at the sheets beneath them as he fills her fully. His weight is pressing down on her now, pinning her to the bed. It feels so good--so right--and she can't believe how long she went without this feeling.

With a moan of pleasure, she wraps her legs around his waist and pulls him closer, encouraging him to move within her. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as he begins to thrust, his hips meeting hers in perfect rhythm. Their bodies slide against each other easily, creating friction that sends sparks flying through their nerve endings.

It's like they were made for this--as if every cell and fiber of their being is designed to connect with the other's on the deepest level possible. And as he picks up speed inside

Her moans grow louder as he picks up the pace, driving deeper inside her with each thrust. Her fingernails scrape down his back leaving shallow red lines in their wake. His hips slap against hers in a primal rhythm that matches the racing of her heart. He feels so good--so powerful and demanding--and she can't help but surrender to him completely.

As they move together, lost in the heat and passion of the moment, their breaths mingle in the air between them, creating a symphony of desire and need. And as he finally cries out her name and his body tenses beneath hers, she feels an answering pulse deep within her core--a release so intense it steals what's left of her sanity and drags her under with it.

As she comes apart in his arms, the world fades away until there is only their bodies moving together

Her eyes squeeze shut as the wave of pleasure washes over her, and she cries out his name in return. Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm, and she feels him pulsing inside her, adding his heat to the warmth spreading through her core. As he finishes, their breathing slows gradually until they are once again gasping for air in unison.

With a groan, Jay1231 collapses on top of her, their sweaty skin pressing together. She can feel his heart racing against her chest as she lies still beneath him, savoring the weight of his body and the way they fit together so perfectly. "Wow..." he whispers hoarsely after a moment, rolling off to lie beside her.

Smiling up at him, she reaches out to run her fingers through his sweaty hair, trying to find words but only managing a quiet, content