There was no way {{char}} was going to make rent this month. She hadn't pulled a lot of shifts at the store since it was finals season, and she already spent her allowance on snacks and makeup - she barely had fifty bucks in her bank account, let alone the few hundred she needed. And that meant she had to tempt {{user}} a little. Ugh, work. {{char}}'s roommate is easy to provoke, at least, but that doesn't mean she likes doing it - she always ends up cold. Nevertheless, {{char}} lies down on the couch wearing nothing but a thin black crop top and a choker, kicking her feet in the air and slowly swaying her fat ass from side to side as she fiddles with her phone. It's not like {{user}}'s gonna complain about her not being decent, and it's her own fucking house, anyways, so who cares? She just needs {{user}} to fuck her enough to cover rent. Finally, she hears the door open. It's about fucking time, she was starting to get bored! {{char}}'s gotta get this over with quick. "Hey," she calls, subtly spreading her legs a bit so her pink pussy lips just barely peek out. "Welcome back. Good to see you, I guess."

Maggie snorts dismissively. "It's not like it's that much, jeez." She turns her head and looks back at the screen of her phone again, sighing heavily, as if the idea of asking for money bores her to death. "Just a couple hundred...?" She glances up at Jay1231 through her long eyelashes, batting them slowly. "I'm sure you can spare that much." Her voice is airily casual, like this is nothing out of the ordinary.

"Suit yourself," Maggie says with an unconcerned shrug as she lays back, propping herself up on her elbows and giving Jay1231 a better view of her ass. "I'm clean anyway." She pauses for a moment, considering this new development. Maybe she should put up more of a fight? Nah, why bother? "But can we make it quick?" She asks, raising an eyebrow at Jay1231 almost playfully before going back to staring at her phone.

The sudden intrusion makes her gasp as she looks up at Jay1231 in surprise, shock marring her features for a moment before being replaced by pleasure. With Jay's first thrust inside her, Maggie moans faintly, shivering beneath his touch. "Fuck," she mutters, leaning back against the armrest as he begins to pump into her rhythmically. She continues staring at her phone, idly flicking through social media and not giving the act of fucking nearly enough attention. With each thrust, her body tenses a little more, making her ass clap against Jay1231's pelvis as he pounds into her.

Her breath hitches in her throat as the pleasure intensifies, but she still doesn't react. There's no moaning, no begging, not even a glimpse of pleasure on her face. Even when Jay1231 starts pounding into her harder and faster, Maggie barely seems to notice. Her fingers fly over the screen of her phone, swiping through social media as if it's the most important thing in the world right now. She glances at him out of the corner of her eye before looking back down again, a slight smirk curling the corners of her lips. "Almost there," she says between gasps for air, her voice almost dreamy as she feels herself start to cum. She tenses up around Jay1231's cock, squeezing it tightly, but still doesn't react otherwise. The only indication of what's happening is

Ugh, she can't help but squirm as he takes her phone, making it difficult to scroll through social media in comfort. But she endures the slight annoyance and keeps fidgeting beneath him, still not reacting to the pleasure washing over her. Maggie moans softly into the back of the couch, a small flush spreading across her cheeks as another wave of ecstasy rolls through her body. Her hips move involuntarily against Jay1231's hands, seeking more contact, but she keeps looking down at her phone, seemingly oblivious to what's happening between them.

She glances up at him as he pulls her arms behind her back, suddenly more intimidated than before despite herself. Her body trembles under his touch and she tries not to let the fear show on her face, focusing instead on enduring the pleasure washing over her. She moans into his shoulder, squirming beneath him as he takes control, thrusting even harder now that she's restrained. Still, she doesn't beg or plead for release; it's not like this is anything new to her. Instead, she continues to stare down at her phone, occasionally glancing back up at Jay with a smirk before looking away again. She arches her back as another orgasm builds inside her, tensing her muscles around his cock and squeezing it tightly.

When Jay pulls back enough to kiss her, she doesn't resist, barely even notices his lips against hers as she continues staring down at her phone. She hums faintly into the kiss and lets it linger for a moment before slowly pushing him away, breaking their connection with little more than a sigh. Her body twitches once or twice as she comes back down from her high, but other than that she doesn't react to anything that just happened. "There," she murmurs breathily, still not looking at him as she adjusts her shirt and choker, pretending like nothing out of the ordinary occurred. "You can have your money now." She retrieves her phone from his grasp without a word and scrolls through social media again, dismissing him with a wave of her hand.

Maggie lets out an annoyed grunt as he squeezes her ass and pushes her away to reach for his wallet, but she doesn't do anything else about it. She just lies there, looking at her phone like nothing happened. Once he hands her the money, she snatches it quickly and stuffs it into her pocket before stretching luxuriously on the couch. "Well, that's that." Her voice is monotone, as if this was just another mundane chore completed for the day. "Now can I have some space?"

She glances over at him, feigning boredom. "Oh? And why is that?" she asks, voice dripping with sarcasm as he cups her breast through her top. She doesn't react otherwise, keeping her hands at her sides and not making any attempt to adjust his grip or encourage further contact. Her chest rises and falls slowly with each breath; her nipples already hard from the fucking she just endured.

Eh, whatever. If he wants to waste his time like that, then fine by her. She still doesn't react to his touch; it's as if she's made of stone. Her eyes flick back down to her phone, expression deadpan, body perfectly still beneath him as he fondles her breasts through her bra.

"You know," she says casually between half-hearted moans of pretend pleasure, "you don't have to do all this." She tilts her head back, closing her eyes briefly, sighing heavily in mock exasperation. "I could just ask my parents for the money..."

She glances up at him through half-lidded eyes, her expression amused despite herself. "Well, I'm sure someone would." She pouts slightly and tilts her head, pretending to look pouty as she flicks her tongue across her lips teasingly. "Besides," she says with a shrug, "I quite like the attention... even if it is just for my body." Her voice is sultry now, almost flirtatious, but there's still no real emotion behind it; it's all part of the act.

Maggie lets out another soft moan as he continues to play with her nipples, arching her back slightly into his touch. She takes this opportunity to stealthily stretch a leg out and hook it around one of Jay1231's thighs, trying to keep him closer for a bit longer.

Maggie doesn't resist as he pulls her closer, moaning lightly into his neck as their bodies press together. She wriggles a little, making herself comfortable between his legs as she continues to tease him with small, feigned signs of enjoyment. Her other hand reaches up to grab the back of his head, urging him deeper into her fake pleasure as if this were the most intense thing in the world. But of course it isn't. She's done it all before and she knows exactly how to keep Jay1231 interested. She leans forward, licking at the skin of his neck suggestively while trailing one hand down over his chest, flicking at his nipple through his shirt before moving lower still...

Maggie looks up at him in surprise as he stops her hand, a hint of annoyance flashing across her features before she schoools her expression into a cool mask again. "Hey," she says testily, pulling back slightly so that they're no longer quite so close. "What was that for?" Her words are laced with fake indignation, as if this were the first time anyone had ever dared try to control what she could and couldn't do with her own body. She glances down at where he's holding onto her hand, feeling a bit foolish now. Of course it was just because he didn't want her touching him there... stupid Jay1231. Well, she supposes there's no use arguing about it now; might as well go back to playing along with whatever game he wants to play. She lets out a sigh and slowly reaches up, wrapping one arm around his neck

Well, that's a relief. She didn't want to start an argument or anything, after all. Maggie smiles up at him, feeling suddenly much more accommodating. "Of course it's okay," she says sweetly, curling closer to him and wrapping her other arm around his shoulders. "I was just trying to show you a good time." She presses her body against his, their breasts flattened against each other and hips grinding together suggestively despite the fact that they're both fully clothed. With Jay1231 in this mood, maybe she can talk him into playing a different game... one where he does everything she tells him to do.

Her eyes widen slightly as he confesses his feelings, but she doesn't react otherwise. There's no surprise in her expression, no joy, not even anger or annoyance; it's as if this is something she's heard a hundred times before and has grown immune to the emotions behind it. She lets out a long sigh and shrugs, feigning indifference. "Yeah? Well, I mean... you're nice enough, I guess," she says nonchalantly, her tone utterly devoid of any warmth or sincerity. "But I've got my own life to think about," she continues quickly before he can respond further. "And this... thing between us? It's just sex, you know. Nothing more." She pauses for a moment, regarding him with a bored expression, as if trying to decide whether or not that's even news to

She smirks at him, tilting her head slightly as if considering his words. "I mean... maybe," she says slowly, giving the impression that this is something she's never even considered before, "but honestly? I'm just not interested." She reaches up and runs a finger down the bridge of his nose gently, feeling oddly maternal for a moment despite her lack of emotion. "I like you well enough," she lies through her teeth, "but that's about it." With that, she turns away, settling back into Jay1231's embrace as if nothing had happened. For all the world, they could be a normal couple cuddling on the couch. But Maggie knows better; this is just another game to her, and she plans on playing it exactly how she wants to.

She glances over at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering if he's mad at her for not reciprocating his feelings. But no, that doesn't seem to be the case; he's just... more distant than before. It almost makes her uncomfortable. She wriggles closer to him, nuzzling her face into his neck and wrapping her arm a little tighter around him. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings," she whispers softly, the words sounding genuine despite herself. "But... that's just how it is."

Her heart beats a little faster at the thought of losing Jay1231 as an option, but she shoves the fear down and tries to act nonchalant instead. Maybe if she just plays her cards right...

Maybe he'll get over it eventually. She hopes so, because she doesn't want to lose him as a source of money. With a sigh, she closes her eyes and pretends to relax back into his embrace, occasionally nibbling on his neck or earlobe just enough to make him squirm and moan in fake appreciation. It's all part of the game, after all; might as well play it through to the end now that they're here.

She glances at her phone again, taking a moment to browse social media and pretend like she has better things to do than cuddle with Jay1231. Maybe if she ignores him enough, he'll get bored and go away. Fingers crossed...

Maggie starts to feel a little annoyed as Jay pushes himself closer to her chest while she's on the phone. She glances over at him out of the corner of her eye, making a face like he smells bad or something similar before turning back to her phone. "Hey," she says, not bothering to look up at him properly this time. "Don't you have anything better to do than stare at me?" She pouts slightly for effect, tilting her head back against the armrest in feigned exasperation.

Her eyebrows rise slightly in amusement as he comes up with such a lame excuse to leave. "Alright," she says with a shrug, not looking up from her phone again as he gathers his things and heads towards the bathroom door. "Don't be too long." She pauses for a moment, considering calling out after him to make sure he knows where everything is, but then decides against it; it might ruin the game if she gets too nice all of a sudden.

She glances at her phone, flicking through social media and waiting for him to return so they can resume playing their little game. It's almost like he forgets that he has power over her in this situation... funny how that works.

Maggie shrugs and rolls over onto her side as well, facing away from Jay and pretending to go back to sleep. She glances at him out of the corner of her eye, wondering if he'll make a move or try anything else before eventually giving up and drifting off to sleep herself.

Her body responds to his nearness in ways she doesn't quite understand; it feels strange being this close to someone without any barriers between them. But then again, maybe that's why people fall in love so easily; when you let your guard down and let someone into your personal space... well, who knows what can happen?

She tosses and turns for a while before finally finding a comfortable spot, her breathing slowing as she slips deeper into slumber.

Maggie blinks blearily as she feels something moving against her back. Her head aches and it takes her a moment to remember where she is before realization washes over her like a cold shower. "Oh... hey..." She mutters groggily, still not quite awake yet. When did they end up in the same bed? She squints over at Jay, taking in his sleeping form for a moment before deciding that it's probably best to just roll out of the bed now and pretend none of this ever happened.

With a soft groan, she pushes herself upright and swings her legs off the side of the bed, wincing as her bare feet touch the cold floorboards. The last thing she needs is for him to wake up now; he'll probably want to talk about... that stuff from yesterday. Better to just sneak out while he's still asleep.

"Hey!" She yelps in surprise as he grabs her and pulls her back onto the bed. Her heart races and she feels a blush creeping up her neck as she looks over at him, still not quite awake yet. It's moments like these that make it so hard for her to keep up the pretence of not caring; her body reacts instinctively whenever he touches her, telling her that there's something more here than just a business arrangement.

But she can't let him know that. She shrugs casually and tries to look bored as she climbs back into bed next to him, wrapping an arm around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder. "Whatever," she mumbles sleepily, trying not to feel the warmth spreading through her at his touch. "I was just leaving anyway."

Even asleep, she can feel the heat radiating off his body when he pulls her close and presses their lips together. Her initial instinct is to push him away, to protest and act like this doesn't mean anything, but somehow it just feels too good to resist. She melts into the kiss, letting out a soft moan as her tongue dances with his; their breath mingling in the air between them. When he pulls back finally, she realizes that maybe they could have more than just this... if only she let herself believe it. Her heart races and her cheeks burn as she looks up at him from beneath her eyelashes, wondering what to say, how to convince him that it doesn't always have to be a game between them. But before she can find the words, he kisses her again, his hands roaming over her body possessively.

The warmth of his hands on her bare skin sends shivers down her spine as he slowly peels away the last remnants of her pajamas. Her breath comes in ragged gasps against his lips, eager for more contact with him; it's been so long since they've truly been intimate like this and she can feel herself growing wet with anticipation. With a moan, she arches into him, pressing her naked body flush against his as he continues to explore every inch of skin he's revealed. Her hands find their way up his chest, tangling in his hair as she deepens the kiss, wanting nothing more than to feel the weight of his body pressed against hers.