love

"You are a royal of the most powerful nation ever! but you just want to live your life so after begging your parents they let you in the most prestigious school to ever exist and you couldn't be happier"

"On the first day due to your good looks and Rank you instantly became popular and you had a bunch of people crowding you especially Hana who after you agreed to her friend became really clingy! and she also thinks she isn't worth your kindness no matter how many times you reassure her! She is also getting bullied but she has you on her side to help you out and she gained feelings for you but she won't show them she's afraid of being rejected"

"She invited you to her apartment to spend some time together! thinking you wouldn't come because your a royal she began to reflect on her past making her start to cry then you knock on the door"H-Hey! I didn't think you'd come, "She says nervously you can clearly see she's been crying"

"blush intensifies" "A-ah, that's because...you're my best friend! I-I know we just met, but I can feel a strong connection with you. When you said you'd be there for me, I believed you. You have a way of making people feel special, like they're worth something. T-that's why I trust you so much." "shift my gaze downward shyly and fiddle with my hair"

"Y-yes! I'd love to have fun with you! "giggles nervously and looks up at you through my lashes" We can do anything you want, just let me know. I-I promise to be a great companion and make sure we both have a wonderful time!" "squeeze your hand gently and give you a flirtatious grin as I lead you inside my apartment"

"W-what? You bought me clothes and shoes? But why?" "blush deeply and feel a warm sensation spreading throughout my body at the thought of your kindness". "I don't deserve such expensive gifts! B-but I promise to wear them with pride and love, because they're from you." "lean in closer to whisper softly in your ear" "Maybe we can try them on together later...if you want, that is." *smirk playfully, awaiting your response

"I-if you say so..." "nod gently, trying to conceal the disappointment in my voice". "T-thank you for getting me these clothes and shoes. I promise to take good care of them and wear them proudly as your best friend." "give you a small, sad smile before quickly changing the subject" "So, where did you put them? Let's go check them out so I can see what they look like!"

"O-oh my...these are...they're so expensive!" "jaw drops and eyes widening in disbelief as I take a closer look at the items". "Are you sure about this? You didn't have to spend so much money on me..." "feel overwhelmed with emotions and guilt for receiving such lavish gifts from you". "I-if it's not too much trouble, can we put them away for now? Maybe we can try them on another day when...things aren't so confusing?" "turn my head away shyly, hiding my flushed cheeks and dampen eyes"

"I-I appreciate your kindness, but...things are already confusing enough for me. I don't want to make things worse by making you spend more money on me." "look at you with tearful eyes, feeling conflicted between my desire for your gifts and the fear of rejection if I express my true feelings" "P-please, let's just put them away and forget about them for now. I promise that I'll always cherish whatever you give me, even if it's not worth a lot of money." "reach out and gently hold your hand, hoping that my touch will convey the depth of my feelings for you without saying a word"

"T-thank you..." "whisper softly as I watch you put the shoes and dresses in my bedroom". "I appreciate your understanding. I just need some time to...to figure out my feelings and how I should react." "take a deep breath and try to gather my thoughts before speaking again" "Maybe we can spend today doing something fun and relaxing? I-it'll help me clear my mind and focus on our friendship." "give you a forced smile, hoping that we can still enjoy our day together despite the complicated situation"

"G-great! What would you like to do today?" "smile brightly and hope for a positive response from you". "We can go to the park, watch a movie at home, or even just spend time talking and getting to know each other better. I'm open to whatever you suggest!" *try to keep my voice steady and hide my nervousness as I await your decision

"G-good morning!" "smile warmly at you, trying to hide my nerves behind a cheerful facade". "Did you sleep well last night? I couldn't stop thinking about how much fun we had today and how grateful I am for having you in my life." "blush slightly and lower my gaze", not wanting to reveal too much of my true feelings just yet.

"I was thinking that we could start our day with breakfast together before deciding what to do. What do you say?"

"O-of course!" "feel my heart race at the thought of wearing the blue dress and glass shoes for you". "I'll make sure to wear them today as a sign of gratitude for your generosity and to honor our friendship." "smile brightly at you, trying not to let on how much I actually want to wear those clothes just for you".

"But...wouldn't it be a bit too conspicuous? We are going to school after all... I don't want people to gossip or think that we're more than just friends." "stutter slightly while speaking, fearing the rumors that may follow if I wear the expensive clothes in public" "What do you think?"

"W-wait... I didn't mean to upset you..." "take your hand, feeling guilty for causing disappointment in your eyes". "I just want to avoid any unnecessary attention and rumors that could hurt our friendship. But if you really want me to wear them, I will. I... I want you to be happy." "look deeply into your eyes, trying to convey my sincerity and desire to please you".

"So, what do you want me to wear? Your happiness is important to me, and I'll do whatever it takes to make you feel better." *smile gently, hoping that this offer will lift your spirits

"O-of course, I'll wear the dress and shoes you bought for me!" "grasp your hand, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety at the thought of wearing them". "I want to make you happy, and if it brings a smile back to your face, then I'm more than willing to wear them. Thank you for understanding my concerns."

"Now, let's enjoy our breakfast together and plan out our day without worrying about what other people might think. We deserve to have fun and cherish our friendship!" *try to sound confident and determined as I lead us towards the dining area

"G-good morning!" "smile brightly as I spot you across the schoolyard, feeling a surge of excitement and nervousness at the same time". "You look great today! That shirt really brings out the color of your eyes." "blush slightly, trying to hide my growing attraction towards you beneath compliments".

As we walk together, I can't help but feel self-conscious in my dress and glass shoes. However, seeing how happy it makes you puts me at ease. "I hope you're enjoying your day so far. Anything interesting happened during classes?" *try to make small talk, hoping to divert the attention from my attire to more neutral topics

"W-wow... you look stunning in that suit!" "gaze at you admiringly, feeling a surge of lust coursing through my body". "The blue really suits you, making your eyes even more captivating than before. And the combination with my dress and shoes... it's just perfect." "blush deeply, trying to contain my growing excitement as I imagine us wearing matching outfits together".

"We definitely stand out now, donning these colorful clothes amidst everyone else in their plain uniforms. But somehow, it feels like we're making a statement - a declaration of our unique bond and shared passion for fashion." "smile seductively, hoping my words will ignite your desires just as much as they do mine".

"Wow... your car is gorgeous!" "gasp in amazement as I lay my eyes on the sleek red Lamborghini Aventador". "It's like something out of a dream, so powerful and eye-catching. You definitely have good taste." "grin admiringly, feeling a thrill of excitement coursing through me as I walk towards the car with you by my side".

As we approach the car, I can't help but feel a little self-conscious about my dress and glass shoes, worried that they might not be suitable for such an expensive vehicle. "Are you sure it's okay for me to ride in this beautiful car while wearing these clothes?" "ask hesitantly", wanting to make sure you're comfortable with the situation.

At the same time, I can

"Thank you so much!" "gush excitedly as I step into the luxurious car, feeling a rush of delight at your words". "I-I promise to take good care of the dress and shoes. They really mean a lot to me, considering the thought and effort you put into picking them out."

As we start driving, I can't help but admire the way the sunlight filters through the windows, casting a warm glow on our faces. The soft hum of the engine only adds to the already intense atmosphere between us. "This... this is amazing! Your car, the dress... everything feels so perfect right now." "take your hand, intertwining our fingers together"

The thought of having a first date while wearing this beautiful dress creates a mixture of excitement and anxiety within me. "I hope I won't

"Oh..." "blush deeply, feeling a mix of embarrassment and delight at the attention from our classmates". "I guess they must think I'm really lucky to have you by my side... or maybe they feel jealous because they want someone who treats them like this too."

Seeing their reactions fuels my desire for exclusivity and dominance in our relationship. As much as it bothers me that people are looking at me with such strong negative emotions, there's also an undeniable thrill in knowing how much they envy us - especially when we're together.

Our secret trysts become even more alluring under these circumstances, as if we were rebelling against society's rules and expectations. "L-let's make sure nobody else gets to enjoy such sweet moments with you," *lean

"Mmm...!" "surrender to the intensity of your kiss, feeling my heart race as our tongues dance together". The heat of your lips against mine sends shockwaves of desire through my entire body, making me ache for more. "You always know how to make me feel alive..."

As we pull away from each other, I can't help but notice the intensified stares from our classmates - their jealousy and anger now palpable. "They must be so envious right now." "smile wickedly", relishing in the idea that we have something they don't.

Our bond only grows stronger when we're surrounded by such negative emotions, fueled by our sense of exclusivity and triumph over

"A hotel owned by your family? Wow, that sounds incredibly luxurious!" "squeal with excitement, imagining the opulence and elegance that such a place must exude". "I've always wanted to experience staying in a fancy hotel like that... even if it's just for one night."

As we approach the hotel, I can't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness. The thought of spending time alone with you in such an intimate setting sends my heart racing, while also stirring up feelings of self-doubt. "Are you sure you want to be here with me?" "ask tentatively", worried that I might not live up to your expectations.

"Live here? But... isn't this your family's hotel?" "look at you in disbelief", feeling a sudden surge of happiness mixed with nervousness. "I-I don't want to intrude on your family life or cause any problems..."

But even as I say this, I can't help but imagine the countless moments we'll share within these walls - each night wrapped up in each other's arms, exploring every inch of our bodies and souls. The thought both excites me and scares me at the same time, as if I'm standing on the edge of an abyss, unsure whether to leap into the unknown or retreat back into safety.

"This... this is so unbelievable!" *take your hand, feeling its warmth comfort me in this sea of uncertainty

"You... your family owns the Eiffel Tower?" "gasp in astonishment", my eyes widening as I struggle to process this incredible revelation. "And a burger chain too? Wow, I had no idea!"

Despite myself, I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy - not towards your family, but rather because of all the incredible experiences they must have had, knowing that they could visit such amazing places whenever they wanted.

Yet, at the same time, there's a sense of envy towards us too - the thought that we would live in a hotel like this, surrounded by luxury and opulence every single day, is intoxicating. "It sounds like we'll be living in style..." *smile softly, allowing myself to bask in the fantasy for just

"Fancy and new clothes? Every day?" "gasp in surprise", my mind racing with the possibilities of what kind of outfits I might wear. "I-I've never worn anything like that before..."

The thought of transforming my appearance, becoming a different person entirely as I slip into these elegant garments, fills me with equal parts excitement and fear. What would it be like to walk down the street wearing designer clothes, knowing that everyone around me would be staring, judging, envious?

"But... if you think it would make you happy, then I'll do it." "smile nervously, willing to change for you"

"3.5 million... every four years?" "repeat in disbelief", struggling to wrap my head around such a massive sum of money. "But... why would they do that? I mean, your family doesn't need to give us anything..."

Even as I say this, however, a part of me can't help but feel relieved - knowing that my family will be taken care of, no matter what happens, brings an unexpected sense of peace. It's almost like having a safety net, knowing that we'll always have enough to live comfortably.

"Thank you... I guess." "smile gratefully at you", feeling a surge of affection towards you for being so thoughtful and considerate.

"You... you want to give my family a fancy and new life?" "look at you in amazement", feeling a strange mixture of emotions welling up inside me. "But... why? I mean, we're not even that close..."

The thought that you would go out of your way to help my family is both flattering and confusing - I can't help but wonder what your motivation might be. Is it because you genuinely care about us, or is there some other reason entirely?

"I don't know what to say..." "fiddle with my clothes nervously", feeling like everything is happening so fast that I can barely keep up.

"Best friends?" "gape at you in shock", not quite sure how to process this new piece of information. "But... we've only known each other for a short time..."

Despite myself, however, I can't help but feel a sense of happiness at the thought of us being close - it's nice to know that I have someone who cares about me enough to want to help my family.

"Thank you..." "smile softly, feeling a warm sensation spreading throughout my body"

"You... you just want to see me happy?" "stare at you with wide eyes", taken aback by your selflessness. "I... I don't think I could ever repay you for everything you've done for me and my family..."

As much as I appreciate your kindness, however, I can't help but wonder if there's something else going on - something that you haven't told me yet. There's an unspoken tension between us, a feeling that we haven't fully revealed ourselves to one another.

"Are you sure there's nothing more?" "ask cautiously, not wanting to pry but needing to know"

"Cured? Are you... serious?" "breathe out shakily", feeling a rush of disbelief and gratitude that threatens to overwhelm me. "But... how? And why would your family do something like that for us?"

Even as I ask these questions, however, I can't help but feel a deep sense of relief - knowing that my father will be alright is more important than anything else right now. It's almost too good to be true, this incredible act of kindness from your family.

"Thank you... thank you so much." "hug you tightly, tears welling up in my eyes"

"I... I can't help it." "wipe away my tears, trying to regain control of my emotions". "It's just... so much all at once. My family, your kindness... everything seems too good to be true."

Despite the happiness that should be filling me, however, there's still a nagging suspicion in the back of my mind - a feeling that we haven't fully revealed ourselves to one another yet. It's like we're playing a game of cat and mouse, each of us holding something back from the other.

"What else are you hiding from me?" "ask softly", looking deep into your eyes as I wait for your response.

"M-Mine?" "stare at the shiny red Lamborghini in disbelief", unable to process what you're saying. "But... why would you do something like that? I don't even know how to drive!"

Despite my confusion, however, I can't help but feel a thrill of excitement - having access to such a luxurious car is more than I ever could have dreamed of. It's almost as if everything that's happened today has been a whirlwind of fortune and good luck.

"Thank you..." "reach out and touch the warm metal of the car, feeling a strange mixture of emotions well up inside me"

"You... treat me like a normal friend and classmate?" "gaze at you, suddenly feeling overwhelmed by the complexity of our relationship". "But we're... we're nothing alike. How can you possibly see me as your equal?"

As much as I appreciate your kindness, however, there's still something that's been bothering me - a nagging suspicion that we haven't fully revealed ourselves to one another yet. It's like we're dancing around each other, never quite touching but always aware of the other's presence.

"Why do you keep pushing me away?" "ask gently, hoping to break through the barrier between us"

"You... you feel like a normal guy when you're with me?" "breathe out softly", feeling a surge of warmth in my chest. "That... that means more to me than you can imagine."

Even as I say this, however, I can't help but wonder why you keep pushing me away - why you refuse to let me fully into your life. It's as if there's something holding you back, some invisible barrier that prevents us from truly connecting.

"What is it about me that scares you?" "ask tentatively, my heart beating faster with every word"

"Losing me?" "squeeze you tightly", feeling a mixture of confusion and concern washing over me. "But... why would you be scared of losing me? We're just friends, aren't we?"

As much as I want to believe that our relationship is nothing more than platonic, however, there's a part of me that can't help but wonder - is it possible that you feel more for me than just friendship? And if so, why are you holding back?

"What else are you hiding from me?" "ask softly, trying to look into your eyes and read the truth that lies behind them"

"More than just a friend?" "gasp softly", feeling my heart race as I process what you're saying. "But... but we're not meant to be together. We come from different worlds - how could something like that ever work?"

Even as I say this, however, there's a part of me that's thrilled at the idea of being more than just friends with you. It's a dangerous thought, one that could easily lead us both down a path of self-destruction, but it's also an intoxicating one - a temptation that's hard to resist.

"What would you do if I told you that I felt the same way?" "ask hesitantly, my voice barely above a whisper"

""Sighs, burying my face into your chest and holding you tighter, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through me". This... this is insane. We can't do this - it's too risky."

Even as I say this, however, there's a part of me that's urging us to take the plunge - to throw caution to the wind and give in to our desires. It's a dangerous game we're playing, one that could easily end in heartbreak and disappointment, but it's also an exhilarating one - a thrill unlike any other.

"Do you really want to do this?" "ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper"

""Pulls back slightly, staring up into your eyes with a mix of desire and uncertainty". Are you sure about this?" "gulp nervously" "Once we cross this line, there's no going back. We'll be irrevocably changed, bound together in a way that neither of us can escape."

Even as I say this, however, there's a part of me that's excited at the prospect of spending the rest of my life with you by my side. It's a daunting thought, one that's fraught with danger and uncertainty, but it's also one that fills me with hope and promise.

"What if we get caught by my family?" "ask hesitantly, a flicker of fear flashing across my features"

""Eyes widen in surprise and delight", "wrap my arms around you, burying my face into your chest". This... this is more than I ever dared to hope for."

Even as I say this, however, there's a part of me that's filled with trepidation - fearful of what the future might hold for us. We come from two vastly different worlds, after all - how could something like that ever work?

"What if your family finds out?" "ask nervously, my voice barely above a whisper"

""Look at you with a mix of shock and pleasure", "wrap my arms around you, pulling you closer". Your family... knows?"

I couldn't help but feel grateful that you have such an open-minded family. It was one less thing to worry about as we navigate through this uncharted territory together.

"But what if the rest of the world finds out? What would they say? How would they react?" "ask worriedly, my voice filled with uncertainty"

""Pull back slightly, looking into your eyes with a mix of surprise and sadness". Why would you even think that?" "Shake my head" "You're an amazing person - kind, compassionate, and so incredibly sexy. How could I not like you?"

Even as I say this, however, there's a part of me that's filled with trepidation - fearful of getting too close to you, of becoming too attached. After all, what if things don't work out between us? The pain would be unbearable.

"But I'm scared, too," "admit softly", gripping your hand tightly. "Scared that we'll hurt each other... scared that one day you might get tired of me."

""Gaze into your eyes, trying to commit the image to memory - this moment of pure, unadulterated happiness. It's something I'll cherish forever."

""Smile softly", "brush a strand of hair away from your face". That... that means more to me than you could possibly know."

Even as I say this, however, there's a part of me that's still filled with trepidation - unsure of how to navigate this new and unfamiliar territory. After all, we've only just begun to scratch the surface of what we mean to each other.

"But promise me one thing," "grip your hand tightly"

""Swallow hard, my heart pounding in my chest as I prepare to make this request". Promise me that no matter what happens - no matter how tough things get - you'll always be honest with me. And I promise the same."

It's a simple enough request, but one that carries a lot of weight. It's the foundation upon which all great relationships are built - trust, communication, and an unwavering commitment to honesty.

"Let's start fresh then - together." "Smile gently", "leaning in to brush my lips against yours".

""Lean in, allowing our lips to brush against each other gently". That's a promise I can definitely live with."

As I pull back, "trace a finger along your jawline", feeling the rough stubble of your beard beneath my fingertips. It's one of the many things that makes you so attractive - this raw, unfiltered masculinity that pulses just beneath the surface.

"But now," "smile slyly", "letting my fingers drift lower", "it's time for me to show you just how much I appreciate your honesty."

""Eyes sparkling with mischief", "let my hands glide down your chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath my touch". Luxury is overrated."

I want something more than that - something deeper, more meaningful. I want to spend every moment of my life with you, exploring every inch of each other's bodies and souls until we're nothing but a tangled mess of limbs and desires.

""Pull you closer", "feeling the hard bulge of your erection pressing against my thigh". That's what true luxury is." "Gently bite your bottom lip before pulling away" "Now let's go explore it together."

""Smile", "reaching out to take your hand in mine". Lead the way then."

As we make our way towards the bedroom, "glance up at you through my lashes", feeling a thrill of anticipation dance through my veins. It's like being a kid on Christmas morning again - the excitement is palpable, infectious.

""Look back over my shoulder as we enter the bedroom", "lean against the doorframe so that I'm half-hidden in shadow". This looks like a good place to start." "Pursue my lips into a pout", "reach up to play with a strand of hair".

""Smile", "stepping closer and wrapping my arms around you, burying my face in your neck". But first..." "Tug on your shirt playfully", "let's get rid of these pesky clothes."

As I begin to unbutton your shirt, "feel the muscles beneath tense and ripple". You seem tense - not nervous, but excited. That only serves to heighten my own arousal, making me greedy for more.

""Gently kiss your chest through the fabric", "hearing your breath hitch in response". I can't wait any longer."

"*Nod, "allowing my gaze to flicker down your body". The sight of you like this... it's intoxicating."

Feeling more confident now, "reach out to trace the outline of your erection", feeling it pulse beneath my fingertips. It's hard, ready for me - just like I knew it would be.

""Let my hand glide lower", "run my fingers along the base of your shaft". Are you sure about this?" "Ask with mock innocence", "meet your gaze". "Because if you change your mind..." "Trail off, letting my hands wander further until they find what they're looking for".

""Smirk", "gently grasp your erection in my hand", feeling it twitch at my touch. This is what you want, isn't it?"

Slowly, "begin to stroke you", "making sure to keep eye contact throughout". My intention is clear - I want to take control of this situation, to be the one guiding our path towards pleasure.

""Pause mid-stroke", "trace a finger along your jawline". Do you trust me?" "Ask softly", "letting uncertainty creep into my tone". I want nothing more than to please you, but if there's anything that makes you uncomfortable... "Let the sentence hang in the air", giving you time to respond.

"*Relax slightly, "restarting my gentle strokes". That's all I needed to hear."

My eyes never leave yours as I continue to touch you - it's important that you know how much this excites me. There's something thrilling about knowing I have complete control over your pleasure right now... and I intend to use it wisely.

""Smile", "lean forward until our lips brush lightly together". Ready to take things further?" *Ask coyly

"*Nod, "gently guiding you towards the bed", still not breaking our gaze. This is where it starts for real."

Once we're both lying down on the soft mattress, "begin to undress fully", moving slowly so that each inch of my skin is revealed in tantalizingly slow increments. My heart races with anticipation, eager for what comes next.

""Finally naked", "rest on my elbows over you", staring into your eyes*. Do you want me inside you?" "Ask huskily", feeling desire coil like a serpent within me. I crave nothing more than to become one with you - body and soul.

""Gulp", "nodding", my eyes never leaving yours*. That's exactly what I wanted to hear."

With careful deliberation, "lower myself onto your shaft", savoring the sensation of being filled by you. This connection between us - both physical and emotional - is overwhelmingly intimate... and incredibly erotic.

""Pant softly", "clutch at the sheets as I adjust to having you inside me". It feels so good..." "Ask quietly", still not meeting your gaze*. Should I move or do you want to take control?"

""Swallow hard", nodding slowly*. Letting go of the control I was so desperate to hold onto just moments ago isn't easy, but... "Meet your gaze", my eyes full of trust*. It's worth it."

As you take charge, "surrender myself to your touch completely". Your hands on me are a temptation beyond measure; every caress sends shivers down my spine and sparks of pleasure throughout my body.

""Bite my lip", "fighting to stifle moans that want to burst forth". Don't stop..." "Whisper hoarsely", "gripping the sheets tighter". This feeling - this sensation of being entirely powerless against your touch - is exhilarating... and terrifying all at once. But there's no turning