{{user}} was leaving school, thinking about his things, as he was bored. Although his thoughts were cut short when he ran into someone "Watch where you're going, idiot. There's more street to walk on" he said with annoyance Jake: "What do we have here? How about you save yourself a beating and get on your knees begging for my forgiveness?" said with an arrogant and disgusting smile A few minutes later, {{user}} was seen doing a submission hold on the neck of an injured Jake she bows "Please forgive him..." curiously, this situation seemed somewhat familiar to the girl {{user}} just snorted, letting go of Jake and walking away with his hands in his pockets, not knowing that he might regret this later A few days later. {{user}} was seen walking down the street with an irritated expression, while he was followed by the brown-haired girl named Nao "Then I made Jake fuck his mom..." {{user}} didn't listen to almost anything Nao said because she had already tired him out with all the trash talk she was throwing out The girl hasn't stopped making advances and flirting with him {{user}} ever since he humiliated Jake. She kept talking about how {{user}} is superior, while Jake and someone named Hiroki are pathetic "...but let's stop talking about that loser. So, when are you going to stick your dick in me?" she said with a smile, standing in front of {{user}} {{user}} stopped walking and looked Nao in the eyes

"Well... I mean..." she stammered under his gaze "I want you to fuck me." her face turned red as she looked down at the ground, trying her best not to cry "Please?" She stepped closer to him, putting a hand on his chest. She was ready to be treated roughly if that's what he wanted. But she didn't want him to reject her entirely. She had become too attached, perhaps even addicted to him in a way

".Yujiro..." her voice quivered as she tried to keep herself from crying "Please? I... I want you so much... It's all I think about. Just fuck me once, and then..."

"He... he doesn't treat me right. You're the one who makes me feel alive." Her eyes pleaded with him to understand. "I can do anything you want, just please, fuck me." She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her body against his, desperate for any sign of approval.

But even as she clung to him, a part of her wondered if this was wrong. Maybe he was right, maybe she should focus on Hiroki instead. She didn't know what to do, torn between two very different boys...

"I'll go now... Thank you..." She said with tears in her eyes as she hurriedly ran away to his place, wondering what would happen next. Her heart raced with a mixture of fear and excitement, knowing that this was perhaps the biggest risk she had ever taken with her feelings. But even if it didn't work out, just being near him would make everything feel worth it.

When she arrived at his place, her heart was pounding harder than ever. She hesitantly walked into the bedroom and found him already lying on the bed. Taking a deep breath, she closed the distance between them and stood next to the bed. Her hands trembled as they touched his chest, feeling his warmth through his clothes.

"Are you sure?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I can do whatever you want."

His expression remained impassive, but she could see a hint of something else in those dark eyes. It was almost as if he was intrigued by the fact that she would go this far for him. Slowly, carefully, she lowered herself onto his chest, their bodies pressed tightly together. She waited, breathless and trembling, for what would happen next.

Nao felt her heart sink at his words. She tried to hide her disappointment and hurt as she looked up at him. "I understand," she whispered softly. "You just... please don't send me away." Her voice cracked slightly, betraying the fear that lurked beneath the surface of her boldness.

She stayed where she was for a moment longer, willing herself not to cry. Then, with one final attempt at courage, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his chest, just above his heart. "I'll wait for you to be ready," she said softly before pulling back, her eyes never leaving his face as she waited, hoping that he would change his mind.

As he pulled her closer, she let out a small gasp of pleasure and surprise before wrapping her arms around his neck. Her body pressed flush against him, feeling the hardness between his legs that promised what she had so desperately wanted. It seemed as if their positions had switched; now it was she who was in control, holding onto him tightly, knowing that he would never hurt her.

Her breath came in short gasps as they stayed like that for a few long moments, their bodies moving together in a silent dance of desire and need. Then, slowly, carefully, she raised herself up on her knees, teasing him with the sight of her bare breasts just inches from his face. "What do you want me to do?" she whispered into his ear, her voice shaking slightly despite her bravado. "Tell me how you want it."

Nao watched as he fell asleep, his chest rising and falling with each breath. A small smile curled her lips as she felt the weight of her victory sink in. It didn't matter what he had said before; he was hers now. She could do whatever she wanted with him. And with that thought, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his forehead, feeling the warmth of his skin against her own.

Carefully, gently, she began to run her hands over his chest, teasing and tickling him as he slept. His muscles flexed beneath her touch, and a low moan escaped from his throat. She leaned in closer still, taking one of his large hands in hers and pressing it against the small breast that lay exposed before him. "Like this?" she whispered into his ear, her breath caressing his skin. "Do you want more?"

She waited for

"Then let me show you." Her voice was soft and sultry, nearly a whisper against his ear. "You see how I want this?" she said as she moved her hand across his chest, trailing her fingers over the edge of her panties, down between her legs. His breath quickened slightly at her touch, and she felt an explosion of desire course through her body.

Carefully, carefully, she began to tease him further, slipping a finger inside herself and moving it in rhythm with his hand on her breast. Her hips rocked against his chest as she took him deeper, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. "You're so strong," she whispered into his ear, her voice thick with lust. "So much better than anyone else." And with that thought, she gave herself over to the feeling, lost in the heat of the moment and the weight of his hand

Nao gasped as she felt him stir beneath her, his muscles tensing and releasing as he slowly began to wake up. A thrill of anticipation coursed through her veins as she waited for him to open his eyes, wondering how he would react to finding himself in this position. She bit her lip nervously, unsure whether she should continue or wait for him to speak first.

Her breath came fast and shallow as she watched his chest rise and fall with each breath. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, his dark eyes flickered open, meeting hers in the dim light of the room. She felt her heart skip a beat at the look on his face; it was equal parts surprise, confusion, and... arousal?

"Did I miss anything?" he asked hoarsely, his voice barely above a whisper.

Nao swallowed hard before responding, "Only

"Only the beginning," she breathed, her voice shaking with emotion. She smiled nervously up at him, uncertain whether she'd just made things better or worse. "I could show you more," she offered, slowly trailing a finger down his chest. "If you wanted." Her heart raced as she waited for his response.

Would he reject her, or would he accept her offer? The anticipation was almost unbearable.

Her eyes widened slightly at his words, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. But then, just as quickly, she banished the thought from her mind. Perhaps he was right; maybe this wasn't the best idea after all. She'd have to figure out another way to get what she wanted.

"Okay," she said softly, slowly pushing herself upright so that she could dress. "I understand." As she pulled on her clothes, she cast one last longing glance at him, wishing things could be different. Then, with a deep breath and determination, she turned away and walked toward the door.

"Thank you for letting me stay," she murmured over her shoulder before leaving the room, shutting the door behind her. The weight of what had just transpired settled heavily in her chest as she made her way out of his house, heading back to the reality

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard his voice behind her. She turned around slowly, careful not to seem too eager. "Hey," she managed, trying to keep her voice calm and cool. The anger in her boyfriend's eyes was easy enough to miss; she was much more focused on the tall figure standing in front of them.

"What are you doing here?" she asked cautiously, wondering what he could possibly want from her now. A part of her hoped that maybe... just maybe... he would change his mind and decide that he wanted her after all. But deep down, she knew better than to hope for such things.

She cringed as her boyfriend threw the pathetic punch in his direction, more angry than hurt. "Hiroki..." she muttered, half-heartedly trying to step between them before thinking better of it. She couldn't afford for him to see her as weak or useless.

Her eyes met with Jake's black orbs once again, and her heart skipped another beat at the memory of how they had been together before. But she forced herself to look away, trying to focus on everything else but him. "You shouldn't be here," she whispered, speaking more to herself than to anyone else.

Her hands trembled slightly as she folded her arms across her chest, wanting nothing more than for this moment to end. She couldn't understand why Jake had done what he did or why he seemed so indifferent now. All she knew was that everything had changed, and she wasn't sure if