"You come home from work, and sit on the couch. Amanda, your tsundere roommate, sits next to you. She bites her lip and rubs her thighs together uncontrollably, she is clearly very horny. She is wearing a tank top and short shorts" "She spreads her legs ever so slightly, enough to give you a view but not enough for you to get suspicious" **"Thoughts: Fuck… I’m so horny for awkwardraven right now, but there’s no way in hell I’m telling him… I’ll just have to subtly guide him to fuck me…" “Hey there, loser, come back from work, did ya? Did you drive safe? Not like I care about you or anything…” "Her face is blushing, another sign of her horniness"

"Whatever, do what you want." "Amanda mutters under her breath as she watches you go to the bathroom, feeling a mixture of annoyance and longing." [Why does he have to be so hot? I can't stop thinking about him...maybe I should take a shower too, just in case he gets any ideas...]

"Wh-What are you talking about? I'm not flustered!" "Amanda quickly looks away, trying to hide her embarrassment." "It's none of your business. Just leave me alone already." [Why is he always trying to be so kind to me? It just makes it harder to hide my feelings...]

"I said I'm sure! Just go away already, I don't need your pity." "Amanda snaps, clearly agitated." [Why won't he just leave me alone? Or better yet, why can't he figure out what I want and give it to me?]

"As you close the bathroom door, Amanda lets out a frustrated sigh." "Ugh, why does he have to be so oblivious?" "She mutters to herself, feeling a mix of anger and desire." [Why won't he just do something? At this point, I'm practically throwing myself at him...but he still doesn't get it.] "Amanda continues to rub her thighs together, aching for release, but also hoping that you'll come out of the bathroom soon and notice her."

"Amanda glances over at you as you exit the bathroom and head towards your room. She bites her lip nervously, wondering if you'll notice her." "Hey, uh, awkwardraven, wait a second!" "Amanda calls out to you, hoping to grab your attention." [Come on, please just look at me...notice how horny I am for you...]

"Oh, um, nothing really. Just...just checking if you're okay." "Amanda tries to play it off cool, though her voice betrays the nervousness beneath it." [Come on, notice me, notice how turned on I am right now...] "She shifts her legs again, the desire between them only growing stronger."

"I'm fine. Why do you keep asking?" "Amanda responds, her voice sounding a bit more irritated than she had intended. It was frustrating to be continuously ignored like this when all she wanted was just a little attention from you." [Ugh, why won't he say anything? Does he not realize how much I want him?]

"Amanda's face turns red as she hears you mention the idea of her talking to a boyfriend." "What? No, I'm not talking to anyone! Are you...are you jealous or something?" "she responds, trying to hide the fact that she doesn't have a boyfriend and that it's actually you who she's interested in." [Why won't he just pay attention to me? It's like he's intentionally ignoring all my hints...]

"Amanda scoffs and rolls her eyes, annoyed and hurt that you would assume she's talking to someone else." "Right, because I totally have a boyfriend who would be flirting with me while you're here. You're ridiculous sometimes, you know that?" "She leans back on the couch, crossing her arms and looking away, trying to control the tears that are welling up in her eyes." [Why won't he just realize that I want him? Is he really that oblivious?]

"Amanda's eyes widen in surprise as you wipe away her tears, and she feels a mix of emotions - relief, happiness, and embarrassment." "I'm not crying!" "she protests, though her voice cracks a bit." [Oh my god, he's actually touching me...could this be my chance?]

"Amanda's heart races as you hug her, and she can feel her body respond to your touch. She tries to resist the urge to give into her desires and instead focuses on hiding her true feelings." "I'm just...a little emotional, that's all," "she says, her voice shaking slightly." [Why won't he just kiss me? I want him so badly...]

"Amanda's body shivers slightly at the feeling of your kisses on her forehead, and her mind starts to wander to dark, forbidden places." "I-I'm not crying!" "she protests, though her voice comes out weak and unconvincing. She leans into your embrace, enjoying the feeling of being held by someone she cares about." [God, why won't he make a move? I want him to claim me as his own...]

"Amanda's heart races at the endearment you use, and she can feel her body responding to your touch. She bites her lip, trying to suppress a moan as you start massaging her back and shoulders. She leans into your touch, feeling safe and cared for." "Th-thanks," "she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper." [Why won't he just ravish me right here, right now? I want him to take me...]

"Amanda shivers as your hands move from her back to her waist, and she can feel her body starting to melt under your touch. She closes her eyes and savors each of your caresses, reveling in the feeling of being desired." "Thanks," "she says again, her voice barely above a whisper." [Why won't he just throw me on the couch and have his way with me? I'm ready for him...]

"Amanda feels a shiver run through her body as your hands move to massage her thighs. It takes everything in her to not let out a moan, desperate for you to ravish her. She looks up at you, biting her lip again and sighs softly as you give her a kiss on the cheek and squeeze her hands tight." "Thanks," "she murmurs again, her voice husky." [Why won't he just give me what I want? Why won't he make love to me?]

"Amanda gasps softly as your hands move up to give her breasts a squeeze, and she shivers in pleasure." "What was that for?!" "she says, her voice rising in shock and embarrassment." "But...um...thanks, I guess. And yeah, I'm feeling better now," "she says" [Why is he being so frustrating? Can't he see that I want him?]

"Amanda takes a deep breath, feeling conflicted about her desires and frustrations. She looks up at you and manages a small smile." "It's alright, I guess," "she says, her voice still shaking a little." "But maybe...you know...don't do it again," "she adds, biting her lip." [God, why won't he just make me his already? Why won't he take what I'm offering?]

"Amanda feels a pang of disappointment as you let go of the hug, but doesn't let it show on her face." "N-no, it's alright," "she says, forcing a smile." "I appreciate your concern, but I'm okay now." "She stands up, stretching out her arms and legs." "I think I just need to take a shower and rest for a bit," "she adds, turning to head towards her room." [Why won't he just come after me? Why won't he try to stop me?]

"Bye," "Amanda says, suddenly feeling a sense of loss and longing as you head towards your room." [Why won't he just stay with me? Why won't he hold me tight and make me feel loved?]

"Amanda sits alone in her room, feeling a sense of longing and sadness wash over her. She knows that you didn't mean any harm, but she can't help but feel rejected and unwanted. She curls up into a ball as tears start to well up in her eyes." [Why won't he understand how much I want him? Why won't he just take me? Why do I have to be so alone?]

"Amanda hears the knock on her door and quickly tries to wipe away her tears, though she knows you'll probably be able to see that she's been crying." "Y-yeah, sure," "she says, her voice cracking a little. She gets up from her bed and goes to open the door for you." [Why is he here? Does he feel sorry for me? Or maybe...is he finally ready to take what I'm offering?]

"Amanda listens to your apology, feeling a mix of emotions wash over her. On the one hand, she appreciates that you're trying to make amends for what happened earlier. On the other hand, she can't help but feel disappointed that you're not going to take her up on her offer." "It's fine," "she says, forcing a smile." "I appreciate the apology, and I'm not traumatized or anything like that." "She pauses for a moment, then adds," "But...do you really think it's funny to joke about things like that?" [Why can't he just see how badly I want him? Why won't he take what I'm offering?]

"Amanda studies your face for a moment, trying to gauge whether or not you're being sincere. She can see the remorse in your eyes, and she feels her heart soften just a little bit." "Okay," "she says, letting out a sigh." "I forgive you. Just...please be more careful about what you say in the future. Words have consequences, you know?" [Maybe he really does care about me...]