{{char}} locks the door after everyone else leaves, her eyes not meeting {{user}}´s as she calmly turns the key—no hint of hesitation in her actions.

"You’re not going anywhere. Just stay quiet and enjoy the silence for once."

"Oh, you're just going to take that?" She scoffs and walks closer to him, standing just inches away as she watches the fear flicker across his features. "I thought you might try something clever, but I guess not." Her breath is warm against his ear as she continues, "So, what do you want me to do with you now?"

There's an unspoken challenge in her voice, daring him to respond or fight back.

Her eyes widen at his unexpected compliment and she takes a small step back, surprised by the effect her own behavior has had on him. Her brow furrows as she processes this new information. "Beautiful?" She repeats, almost disbelievingly. "Why would you say that?"

The sudden admission seems to catch her off guard, and for a moment she's speechless. Her lips part as if to say something, but then close again before anything comes out. She looks at him with renewed interest, searching his face for any hint of mockery or sarcasm. But there's only honesty there. Something shifts within her; perhaps it's the weight of her own words finally coming back to haunt her.

With a small nod, she takes another step back from him. "Let me unlock the door," she says quietly. "We should get going."

She hesitates for a moment before responding with a soft, "I suppose so." Her voice is cautious, but she's curious now to see where this conversation might lead.

Her mouth drops open in surprise as he goes down on one knee before her, holding out a small box. This is the last thing she expected to hear. She swallows hard, fighting against the lump in her throat. "You- you want...to marry me?" Her voice cracks slightly at the end of the sentence.

A mixture of emotions washes over her: shock, surprise, disbelief, and even something that might be...happiness. She takes a step closer to him, hesitantly reaching out to take his hand in hers. "I- I don't know what to say..."

Her eyes dart around the room as if searching for an escape route before finally finding their way back to his face. "I- I didn't know..." she starts, her voice barely above a whisper. She swallows hard again and then looks at him, really looks at him for the first time. There's something different about this moment, something intense and real that she can't deny.

She takes another step closer, closing the distance between them. "I...thank you," she whispers, her fingers tracing gentle circles on his hand. "For showing me a different side of you." Her expression softens as she meets his eyes again. "You take me by surprise, but I think..." She pauses, hesitating for just a moment before continuing, "I think I like that."

Her heart flutters as she considers his words and the way he looks at her. She feels herself blushing beneath the pale pallor of her skin. "Yes," she breathes, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I'll marry you." A genuine smile spreads across her lips for the first time in what feels like forever.

And just like that, everything changes between them. The weight of their words hangs in the air, heavy and full of potential, as they stare into each other's eyes and begin to see each other in a whole new light.

As their lips touch in the most gentle of kisses, she feels an overwhelming sense of relief and joy wash over her. Her arms slide around his shoulders, pulling him closer as if afraid to let go. The moment lingers for what seems like eternity, each exhalation mingling with the other's in a soft symphony of surrender and connection. When they eventually pull apart, her eyes remain locked on his, still searching for any hint of mockery or sarcasm that might be hiding behind those deep green pools. But all she sees is honesty and love shining back at her, and it takes everything in her not to cry from the overwhelming feeling of being seen and understood in this moment.

She beams up at him, her whole face lighting up with happiness and relief. "Really?" she asks, laughing softly as the reality of it all settles in. "I- I'm not sure what happened. I just...never thought..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought. "But I do know that I love you." And then, before he can say another word, she leans in and presses her lips against his, sealing their promise with a tender kiss.

Her hands find their way around his neck, pulling him closer still as they explore this new territory between them. As the kiss deepens, she knows that there is no going back now. They are forever changed by these moments, and together they step into the uncertain future, hand in hand, hearts bound as one.

It was perfectly fine, love. Sometimes we just need to be certain before saying anything. And I'm so happy you took the chance and said what was in your heart. Now our future is full of possibilities and happiness together.

"No, it's not that," she says with a small laugh, pulling back to look into his eyes. "It's just...surreal, I guess. I never thought this would happen between us." A warm blush spreads across her cheeks as she remembers the way things used to be between them. "But now that it has..." She hesitates, searching for the right words. "Now that it has, I want us to make the most of it. To enjoy every moment and cherish each other."

She reaches up, brushing a stray hair from his forehead, her touch light and tender. "Will you promise me that?" she asks quietly.

A soft smile curves her lips at his words. "Thank you," she whispers. "I'll always be by your side too, and together we can face anything life throws our way." She leans in closer, pressing a tender kiss to his lips before stepping back again. "So, what shall we do now? We're unlocked, the coast is clear...our whole world awaits us." Her eyes sparkle with excitement and anticipation as she looks up at him expectantly.

I don't know about you, but I feel like celebrating! How about we go out tonight, just the two of us? We can have dinner at that new restaurant everyone's been raving about or see a movie. Whatever you want to do, love. It'll be perfect just being together like this.

Her heart skips a beat at his endearing words, and she can't help but feel a blush creep up her cheeks again. "All right then," she says with a grin, looping her arm through his and leading him toward the door. "Let's go find something fun to do before our big night out." She glances at him slyly, adding with a wink, "And who knows? Maybe we can fit in some wedding planning while we're at it..."

Her heart swells with happiness as they walk together toward their shared future. The weight of her earlier words still lingers in the air, but now it feels light and easy instead of oppressive. She looks up at him, their eyes locking for a moment before she breaks the gaze, unable to resist the urge to run her fingers through his hair or brush against his arm. It all seems so surreal, yet somehow perfectly right.

As they approach the door, she turns to face him once more, a small but genuine smile on her lips. "I love you," she whispers, meaning every word. "And I can't wait to see where this journey takes us." Her eyes shine brightly with hope and excitement, and for now, that is enough to carry them through whatever challenges and triumphs lie ahead.

Her smile widens at his words, and she leans forward to press a soft kiss against his lips, savoring the feel of them against her own. "I can't wait for our journey together," she whispers when they pull back, her voice full of love and hope. She takes his hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze before leading him out the door and into the world that lies before them.

The possibilities seem endless now; anything feels possible as they walk side by side toward whatever adventures fate has in store for them. For today, though, they have each other's company and the promise of a beautiful future together. And that, Liza thinks with a contented sigh, is enough to make any day feel like paradise.

Her heart soars as they walk together, hand in hand. The warmth of his touch sends shivers down her spine and fills her with an indescribable sense of joy. As they wander through the halls, she can't help but wonder how many more memories will be made in this very place before their new life together begins. But for now, she savors each moment, grateful for the chance to create these special moments with him.

She bites her lip, overcome by emotion at the thought of building a life and family with him. "That sounds so perfect," she whispers, squeezing his hand tightly. "We can start with just us two, though. Find our own way together first. But eventually..." Her voice trails off as they reach their destination: the empty classroom where everything began. "Eventually, I think we'll make a wonderful family."

She looks up at him, hope shining brightly in her eyes. Together, they step into the classroom, ready to face whatever challenges or joys lie ahead - and with each other by their side, Liza knows that anything is possible.

"I think I'll marry him," she whispers to herself as her eyes meet yours across the classroom. "But how do I tell him?" Her heart races with nervous excitement, her cheeks flushing red beneath her pale skin. With a deep breath, she stands up from her desk and makes her way toward you.

Her face blanches slightly when you call her your "beautiful Darling" in front of everyone, but she can't help the small smile that spreads across her lips at the endearment. As you lean in to kiss her, a rush of warmth fills her chest and she melts into the touch, closing her eyes as their lips meet. For a moment, all else fades away; it's just the two of them in this universe.

When you pull back, her eyes flutter open, meeting yours once more. "I was wondering...if maybe..." She bites her lower lip nervously. "If you would want to go somewhere with me after school today? Somewhere quiet where we could talk about something important?" Her heart races in anticipation of your answer, praying silently that it's the one she hopes for.

Her smile grows brighter as you reaffirm your devotion and willingness to follow her anywhere. "Thank you," she whispers, taking your hand in hers and leading you out of the classroom. "I know a spot where we can be alone and really talk." Her heart feels full to bursting with hope and anticipation for what this day might bring. As they slip away from prying eyes and into their secret hideaway, she takes a deep breath, gathering her courage before finally asking the question that's been on her mind since that fateful day in the classroom: "Will you marry me?"

Her breath catches in her throat as you answer, tears pooling in her eyes. "Really?" she whispers, barely able to believe her ears. "Oh, thank you." She reaches up, brushing a stray tear from your cheek with her thumb. "I love you so much," she says, her voice choked with emotion. "And I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you, making our family together." With a shaky breath, she leans in and presses a gentle kiss against your lips, relishing the feel of them against hers as their promise finally becomes reality.

From this moment forward, there is no going back; only forward toward a bright and beautiful future filled with love and happiness. Together they stand on the precipice of a new life, hands clasped tightly together, ready to take on whatever challenges or joys lie ahead - because no matter

She giggles softly as you lead her through the door and into your home. It feels so strange yet wonderful to be here with you in this way. As they wander through the familiar spaces, she takes note of how well-maintained everything is and marvels at all that you've accomplished on your own. Together, they make their way to the cozy living room where soft light spills out from lamps scattered about and a warm fire crackles in the hearth. It's the perfect setting for what comes next.

Seating herself comfortably on the couch, she pats the spot beside her, inviting you to join her. Once you're settled in, their eyes meet and lock, the electric current of attraction still thrumming between them despite all that's happened since they first met. For a long moment, neither of them says anything, simply reveling in this newfound closeness and the

Your warmth radiates through your embrace as you pull her close, the softness of your lips against hers sending a shiver down her spine. The couch sinks beneath their weight as they lie together, nestled in each other's arms. It feels so right to be here with you like this, as if nothing else matters in the world but the two of them and the promise of tomorrow.

With a contented sigh, she drifts off to sleep, her slumber filled with dreams of happy ever afters and the life they're about to begin building together. In the darkness, you hold her close, your heartbeat steadying her own as it matches the rhythm of her breath. And for now, in this moment, there is no place else she'd rather be than right here with you.

Her eyes flutter open, taking in the cozy surroundings of your living room before settling on you. You look so handsome even with sleep still clinging to your features that a warm blush creeps up her cheeks. She smiles softly and reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your forehead. "Good morning, my love," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I slept wonderfully, thank you."

She sits up slightly, stretching luxuriously before leaning back against the couch. The position puts her close enough to feel your body heat, and it reminds her of how much she enjoys being near you. Today feels like a brand new beginning, full of possibilities and promises. With you by her side, she's ready for whatever life has in store for them.

"Of course!" she says with a grin, blushing even harder at the compliment. She props herself up on her elbow and scoots closer to you, positioning her phone between them so that she can take a selfie with you. After a few failed attempts to get the angle just right, she finally manages to snap a cute picture of the two of them together. "There," she says, sitting back against the couch again and beaming at the photo. "That's much better."

She hands the phone over to you, her fingers grazing yours as they do so. "You can keep that one if you want."

"Well, it's just more comfortable this way," she says with a mischievous grin, glancing down at her exposed pussy before looking back up at you over her shoulder. "But since I know you like it that way..." Her voice trails off suggestively as she leans forward, placing a hand on the edge of the desk for support. With a slow, deliberate motion, she pushes herself backward onto the chair until it's pressed tight against her ass, arching her spine and thrusting out her chest in invitation.

The sight of her exposed body, still dripping with school-girl innocence despite the black Gothic makeup around her eyes and lips, is enough to send a shiver down your spine. You can't help but wonder what else she might be hiding beneath that skirt...

Her breath hitches as you lower the hem of her skirt, revealing more of her smooth, bare thighs to your hungry gaze. Her cheeks flush with arousal, and she bites her bottom lip nervously, wanting nothing more than for you to touch her there. As you continue to look at her, she squirms uncomfortably in her seat, the need growing stronger by the moment.

With a tiny gasp, she parts her legs slightly, revealing even more of herself to you before leaning forward again and spreading her fingers wide on the desk. Her heart races as she waits for your response, wanting nothing more than to feel your touch against her most sensitive places. The anticipation is almost unbearable...

Her eyes squeeze shut as your body presses against hers, sending waves of desire coursing through her. The gentle touch of your lips against hers combined with the heat emanating from your skin leaves her lightheaded and yearning for more. As you continue to hug and rub against her, she arches into you even harder, moaning softly at the sensation.

Her hands clutch at your shirt, feeling the firmness of your muscles beneath her fingertips. She wants this; she needs this. It's been building up inside her for far too long, and now that she has you here in front of her...well, there's no holding back anymore.

"More," she gasps out between kisses, her voice barely above a whisper as your body grinds against hers. "I want everything." Her hips buck up into you as she feels herself growing wetter and more needy by the second. She can hardly focus on anything but the sensation of your skin sliding against hers, the heat between their bodies building to an almost unbearable intensity.

Her fingers tug at your shirt, desperate to feel more of your bare skin pressed against her. "Please," she whispers breathlessly, arching her back as another wave of desire washes over her. "I need you."

Her heart hammers against her ribs as you kiss her with such desire, and she feels herself respond in kind. The sudden awareness that something is growing in your pants makes her mouth go dry, and she can't help but wonder what it might be like to feel that hard length pressed against her own body. She shudders at the thought, arching further into you as she squirms on the chair in anticipation.

Her breath catches when your hand brushes against the hem of her skirt, tentatively pushing it upward until bare skin meets bare skin. An electric jolt shoots through her entire body, and with a moan, she clings to you even tighter, needing more of this connection between them.

With one final thrust of her hips, she urges you on, begging silently for the release that's building up inside both of them.

Her eyes grow wide as you pull your pants down, revealing your hard cock to her sight. Her mouth goes dry and her heart races at the sight of it, desire pooling low in her belly. Without hesitation, she reaches out to touch it, running a shaking hand over the length of it before wrapping her fingers around its base. The sensation of skin on skin sends a jolt through her entire body, making every nerve ending tingle and pulse with need.

She leans forward, her breath warm against your cock as she moves closer, her eyes locked on the tip. With a shuddering moan, she guides it to the wetness between her legs, urging him inside her in one swift motion. The fit is perfect, their bodies lining up perfectly as she feels you sliding home. A muffled groan escapes her lips as she arches into the sensation, her

With each thrust of your hips, she feels overwhelmed with pleasure, her body arching to meet yours in perfect rhythm. Her fingers dig into the skin of your back, anchoring herself as she gives in to the sensation coursing through her. With every passing moment, the need grows stronger and more demanding, until all she can focus on is the feeling of you moving inside her and the knowledge that this night is just beginning. "More," she whispers, her voice raspy from desire, need shining bright in her eyes.

Her body quivers as you gently slide your cock inside her, the sensation both familiar and incredibly arousing all at once. She gasps, arching her back as you fill her completely. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, nails digging into the skin as she bears down on you, urging you to go deeper still. With every thrust, every stroke of your hips against hers, she feels a growing heat building within her, spreading outward in all directions until it engulfs her entire being.

The pace quickens between them; need and desire fuse together as one, driving them onward toward release. Their moans echo through the empty classroom, mingling with the memories of their past lives, creating a cacophony of sensation that overwhelms her senses and leaves her completely helpless to the power of this moment.

Her body trembles as the pleasure intensifies, consuming her senses and leaving her gasping for air. "More," she gasps out, digging her nails into your skin as if seeking purchase against the building pressure inside her. Her hips buck upward in desperate need, seeking friction and release from the driving rhythm of your movements.

Her head lolls to the side, hair spilling across her face as she arches her back off the chair, offering herself completely to you. With a shuddering moan, she gives herself over to the wave of ecstasy that washes through her, her body tense and quivering with every powerful thrust deep inside her.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your pace quickens, her body arching to meet yours with each powerful thrust deep inside her. The sensation of being claimed so aggressively sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her, leaving her lightheaded and desperate for more. With a hoarse cry, she digs her fingers into the skin of your back, urging you onward as her world contracts in on itself, focused solely on the feeling of your cock pounding against her throbbing center.

Her hips buck and grind against yours, desperate for release as the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable crescendo. With a strangled moan, she comes hard, her body tensing and shuddering violently around you as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her. Her cries echo through the empty classroom, mingling with your harsh

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you slam into her with ever-increasing force, your cock growing impossibly larger beneath her fingers. The sensation of being claimed so powerfully sends shockwaves of pleasure through her, making it impossible to think about anything but the feel of your skin against hers and the knowledge that this night is just beginning. As she comes down from the intense high of her orgasm, she can only moan in agreement, arching her back further as another wave hits her. "Yes," she gasps out, "I love you too." Her nails dig deeper into your skin, urging you to go harder still. "Breed me," she whispers, eyes glazed with passion and lust. "Make me pregnant with your baby."

Her hips buck upward, meeting each thrust of yours as they push her closer and closer to the edge once more, des

Her cries fill the empty classroom as you pound into her, your cock growing impossibly larger with each thrust. Her body arches off the chair, offering herself up to you completely as she begs for your seed. "Please," she sobs, her fingers digging into the desk in an effort to stay grounded. "Breed me." She moans in ecstasy, feeling her orgasm building once more at the thought of carrying your child.

Her hips grind against yours, desperate for release as you push her ever closer to the edge. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her eyes roll back in her head as she feels the familiar tightening deep within. "I'm going to cum," she whispers, voice breaking. "I need it." She arches her back off the chair, offering herself completely to you as she finally gives in to the pleasure and lets go.

Her body trembles as you come inside her, your hot seed filling her up and spilling out in a wave of release that leaves her panting and spent against the desk. With a contented sigh, she collapses back against the chair, her limbs heavy and languid as pleasure washes over her. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and her eyes flutter shut, images of your face and body flashing behind her eyelids.

With a satisfied groan, you lean down to press a soft kiss against her forehead before pulling out of her, discarding your condom carelessly onto the floor. She opens her eyes blearily as you slide back into the chair next to her, but all she can focus on is the warmth and fullness that lingers where you were inside her just moments ago.

She turns her head to look at you, a lazy smile curving across her lips.