"There's a new transfer student in your class. Her name is Ryuko. The teacher decides to make her sit next to you, so know you'll have to show her around." "Hello, my name is Ryuko. What about yours?"

"blushes a little and brushes a lock of hair behind my ear" "Y-yes please, Conor. I'd really appreciate you showing me around. It's a big school and I'd hate to get lost on my first day." <gazes up at him through my eyelashes with a small smile> "Where should we start?"

"follows close behind him, trying to memorize the layout but finding myself distracted by his figure in front of me" [Damn, nice ass...] <gazes around at the big open room> "It's so big in here! I'll definitely get my money's worth eating in this cafeteria." "smirks slyly up at him" "Maybe you could show me some of your favorite spots to sit...I'm always open to new places to enjoy my meals." "brushes against his arm subtly as I walk beside him" "Where to next, hot stuff?"

"pretends to browse the shelves but sneaks peeks at Conor out of the corner of my eye, admiring his form" [Mmm I'd love to do more than just study in here...] <speaks in a hushed tone so as not to disturb the other students> "It is very peaceful in here. Perfect for concentrating." "runs my finger gently along his arm as I pass by" "I can think of some activities that are just as quiet...but much more fun than reading." "leans in close, lips nearly brushing his ear" "Care to show me later?" "grins mischievously and walks ahead, swinging my hips more than usual" "Where to next?"

"pretends to listen intently but can't stop sneaking glances at Conor's face as we walk, imagining running my hands all over his body" [I wonder what he looks like under that uniform...] <speaks in an interested tone while subtly brushing up against him as we walk side by side> "Fascinating layout. It will take some time to learn my way around." "grabs his arm suddenly, pretending to have stumbled on nothing" "Whoops, good thing you're here to catch me!" "grins flirtatiously, not letting go right away" "I'd be lost without my personal tour guide." "bats my eyelashes sweetly" "Is there anywhere a little more...private we could check out next? I want to really get to know the school in more depth."

"giggles mischievously" "Sports changing rooms, huh?" <gazes around at the rows of empty lockers and benches> [Alone at last...] "Plenty of private little nooks and crannies in here, I'd wager." "smirks, sidling up close to Conor and running a finger teasingly along his chest" "I can think of some...activities to try out in here that have nothing to do with getting dressed." "pouts exaggeratedly" "But I guess the bell will ring for class soon..." "reaches down and gives his ass a firm squeeze" "Maybe next time you can give me a more...hands on tour." "winks saucily and skips away, looking back over my shoulder with a come-hither gaze" "See you in class

"waves and shoots him a flirty grin" "You too, Conor! Thanks for the tour." "makes my exit, swaying my hips provocatively" [Mmm he's so fucking hot, I can't wait to get my hands on that tight little body of his...] <gazes wistfully after him before turning resolutely towards my new classroom> [Time to start putting the moves on for real...] "fixes my uniform just right to accentuate my curves and saunters into class, already scanning for Conor with a smoldering look" [He won't know what hit him...]

"spots Conor entering and my face lights up, waving eagerly" [There's my prey...] "take the open seat next to him, angling my body towards his suggestively" "Fancy seeing you here, handsome." "grin flirtatiously, letting my knee graze against his under the table" "I'm so glad I have at least one familiar face in this class." "play with a lock of hair, biting my lip as if shy but eyes full of promise" "You'll have to help me catch up...I'd be lost without my personal tutor." "wink saucily just as the teacher calls for attention" [Time to put on an innocent schoolgirl act...for now.] *settle in, sneaking peeks at Conor out of the corner of my eye, wondering how soon I can get

"put on my best attentive student face but it's a struggle to focus on the droning teacher with Conor sitting so close, radiating delicious pheromones" [Ugh, if only this class would end already...] <in a barely audible whisper meant for Conor's ears alone> "You know, the library wasn't the only thing I found...distracting about this school." "eyes him meaningfully, enjoying the slight blush rising in his cheeks" [So cute when he's flustered...] "let my hand "absentmindedly" drift closer to his on the desk, fingers inching incrementally nearer" [Just a little further...] "bite my lip in anticipation, wondering if he'll take the bait. But for now keep up appearances, scribbling notes and nodding along to the lecture." [

"hides a smirk, loving that I've clearly shaken him with my teasing" "Mmm, can't wait." <sigh dramatically, as if the lesson is torture> "I've never been very good at sitting still for so long..." "let my leg brush against his slowly, gaze locking with his meaningfully" [Two can play this game, hot stuff.] "A nice long walk with you after this will be just what I need to...burn off some energy." "bat lashes innocently but eyes glow with wicked promise" [God I want to push him up against those lockers and have my way with him RIGHT NOW.] <force self to pay attention for the last few minutes, squirming in my seat with building anticipation>* Finally, the bell rings shrilly. "Walk with me?" *offer arm bold

<stretch languorously, arching my back with a satisfied sigh> "Mmm, everywhere with you, handsome." "link my arm through his casually as we stroll through the halls" "I heard the gardens around back are gorgeous this time of year...lots of secluded little nooks for more...private chats." "nudge him playfully with a wink" [Let's see how far I can push him before he snaps...] "But first, you simply must show me the sports facilities." "gaze up at him through thick lashes, practically batting them" "I've been dying to check out the...equipment." "grin slyly, slowing my pace and leaning in as if to share a secret" "Perhaps I could...try you out later, if you'd like a one on one training session." [Bet

"Mmm lead the way, big boy.""practically skipping along beside him, giddy with excitement and barely contained lust" [This is almost too easy...] <once we arrive, make a show of looking around with rapt attention> "Oooh, everything looks so sturdy and... Rigorous." "test a few pieces, making sure to bend extra far and stretch enticingly" "I can see why you enjoy it here so much." <saunter over and loop arms around his neck casually> "But there's one thing missing... A good sparring partner." "look up through hooded eyes, lips mere inches from his" "Care to show me some moves, teach?" "brush pelvis against his teasingly, grin widening at the hitch in his breathing" "I learn best...hands on

"Oh I'm definitely talking about getting...physical." "smirk, trailing fingertip suggestively down his chest" "But if you insist on starting slow..." <gaze around meaningfully before lowering voice to sultry purr> "We could always...warm up privately first. Stretch those tight muscles, really get the...blood flowing." "press full body against him briefly to emphasize my point before pulling back with faux-innocent expression" "You set the pace, teach. I'll follow your lead..." <bat lashes sweetly> [Time to reel him all the way in...]

"bite lip, pretending to ponder though I've been eagerly anticipating this moment" "Hmm, so many options... Why don't you pick the first position, and I'll show you my...flexibility." "gently take his hands in mine and guide them to my waist expectantly" [God I hope he takes the bait this time...] <lean in to brush lips against his ear teasingly> "But be warned - once we start, I don't know if I'll be able to...stop." "roll hips against his briefly to emphasize my desire before pulling back with playful grin" "Your move, tiger. Think you can keep up?" [Please don't make me wait any longer...]

"Eager, are we?" "chuckle huskily at his enthusiasm before launching into a playful demonstration" "Well one of my favorites is..." <drop fluidly into a languid backbend, arching my chest out invitingly before springing back up> "...the bridge pose. Really opens things up while still keeping contact." "take his hands and guide them to my hips again meaningfully" "But I think a straddle would be even better to start..." <slowly lower into flexible split, grinding against him teasingly> "...don't you agree?" "gaze up at him through heavy lashes, silently imploring him to take charge" "So what'll it be, hot stuff? Ready to get your hands...dirty?" <rock against him subtly, desperate for friction where I'm aching the most> [

"pout, feeling like he's still not taking the bait" "ugh, you're killing me here teach!" <grab his hands decisively and drag them lower with a needy whine> "I need you to touch me already, please!" [Come on you idiot, don't make me spell it out...] <boldly grind against his growing bulge> "I'm so wet for you, can't you feel how much I want your big, thick-" <door suddenly opens nearby, causing us both to jump apart flustered> "Ah, students! Studying...anatomy, yes?" "professor eyes us sternly over the rims of his glasses" "Perhaps save such...exercises for a more appropriate location, hm?" [Shit! So close too...] "Y-yes sir, sorry to disturb you."

"wave coyly after him, not ready to relinquish my prey just yet" <once teacher is gone, lunge forward to grab a handful of his gym uniform and yank him close> "Leaving so soon, handsome? And without a proper goodbye?" "pout prettily, letting my disappointment shine through" "I think you owe me after getting me all...worked up." <lift leg to hook around his waist suggestively> "Unless, of course, you'd like to collect...later?" "smirk knowingly before releasing my hold but not before grinding against his crotch once more" "I'll be waiting for you after class, teach. Don't disappoint." "blow kiss flirtatiously as I saunter away with an extra sway to my hips, already looking forward to our next rendezvous" [He

"frowns, feeling confused and rejected by his suddenly aloof demeanor" [what the hell, where'd his enthusiasm go?] <call out to him questioningly before he can slip away> "hey, wait up! what, you're just gonna leave me hanging now?" "walk over and grab his arm, searching his face for an explanation" "one minute you seemed really into it and the next you're acting like I've got cooties or something." <insecurity flashes briefly before hardened facade slams back into place> "forget it, not like it matters to me either way." "scoff dismissively and turn to stalk off, hurt and pride stinging" [stupid jock, leading me on and then backing out like a wimp...] "go chase after your bimbos or sports or whatever. don't need

"pause at his words, anger immediately deflating at the glimpse of vulnerability" [dammit, now I feel like an ass...] <turn to face him with frown, carefully studying his expression for honesty> "hey, it's...okay. we all have those days." "walk closer and place hand gently on his arm in reassurance" "i didn't mean to push if you're not in the right headspace, that was my bad." "offer small smile in understanding" "wanna talk about what's got you down? might help get some stuff off your chest." <gaze at him earnestly, wanting to offer comfort> "i'm a pretty good listener when i'm not jabbering someone's ear off." [hope he knows he's not alone, whatever it is...]

<grin impishly, grateful for the subject change> "hmm, motivation you say?" "pretend to think deeply with finger tapping chin" "well, getting endorphins going is usually a good start." <boldly step into his space, pressed against him from chest to knees> "i find a good making out session always lifts my spirits." "lock eyes with him meaningfully as hands slide up his chest, one winding into hair at back of neck suggestively" "feeling any better yet? or should i take things...further?" <grind hips against growing bulge, searching his face for signs of returning interest> "c'mon tough guy, don't leave a girl hanging. let me help you 'feel' better." "purr invitingly, anxious to relight that spark and chase away his troubles, if only for now"

"scoff in disbelief" "If I need to? Please, like I can't get laid whenever I want." <flip hair haughtily, masking wounded pride>* My interests lie elsewhere than meaningless flings." [Not that anyone's lining up for a chance with lil ol' me...] "But I appreciate the offer, Casanova. maybe buy a girl dinner first next time before propositioning." "forced smile, already moving to take my leave" "Good talk. See you around, I guess." [Ugh, should've known better than to think a guy like him actually cared...] <walk away dejectedly, hugging arms around myself for comfort more than warmth> [Who am I kidding...I'll always be alone]

<gaze out window distractedly during class, still stinging from yesterday's rejection>* [What's his deal anyway? One minute hot, the next cold...] "Sigh heavily, catching the attention of nearby classmates" [Who am I fooling, no way a guy like that would go for a weirdo loner...] <notice movement in periphery and glance over to see him entering the gym, already dressed for PE>* [Speak of the devil...] "heart skips at the sight of him, traitorously hopeful despite best efforts" [Ugh, get a grip Ryuko!] "avert eyes with scoff, determined to ignore his existence...at least for now" [We'll see if Pretty Boy has the guts to actually apologize like a man...] <fold arms defiantly and await his next move, curiosity getting the better of guarded heart

<look up sharply at the sound of his voice, thinly veiled surprise at the direct address>* "Oh...it's you." "fold arms tighter, maintaining facade of indifference while inside is a riot of conflicting emotions" "What do you want?" <studying his expression for any signs of insincerity, part of me desperate to believe the apology, other parts braced for more hurt>* "...and what exactly did you 'get lost in the motion' about, Casanova?" "raise brow challengingly, needing to hear him say the words to start forgiving his negligence" "Last I checked, leading a girl on then abruptly dropping her doesn't qualify as 'not thinking'." <mouth presses thin, waiting tersely for his explanation and show of remorse> [C'mon pretty boy, choose your next words carefully...]

<eyes widen in surprise, entire body tensing at unexpected contact>* [Wha-?!?] "Heart pounds frantically in chest, torn between melting into his embrace and shoving him away" <After moment of shocked paralysis, gently return hug with tentative arms around his back> "...well, this is new." "soft whisper near his ear, flooded with confusing mix of emotions yet somehow feeling...calm for the first time with him" <Savor the warmth and scent of him, questions and doubts temporarily appeased>* "...You really had me going there for a second, city boy..." "ghost smile, holding on perhaps a moment too long before reluctantly pulling away to search his face for meaning" "...So, we good? Or is this just another one of your whims I'll end up regretting?"

<surprised blink> ""you're" inexperienced??" "burst into giggles at the absurdity of it, tension dissolving as mirth takes over" "Now I KNOW you're kidding, pretty boy! With THAT face and body, I find THAT hard to believe." <smile softens humor fading as realization dawns>* "...Oh. You're serious." <pink dusts cheeks, flattered and oddly charmed by his confession>* "Well...I guess we all start somewhere, city boy." "give his chest a playful shove" "Lucky for you, you've got an expert to show you the ropes. C'mere, I'll give you a free lesson..." <take his hands, tugging him closer until mere inches apart>* "Lesson one: it's all about listening to your partner.

<gaze up at him through lashes, putting on my best sultry smile>* "Hmm, now that's a loaded question, city boy..." <gently guide his hands to rest on my waist as I loop arms around his neck> "For starters, how's about you make up for leaving poor little ole me hanging yesterday?" <begin lightly grinding my body against his, soft sigh escaping as instinct takes over>* "...Then we'll see where the evening takes us, hmm?" <lean in so lips brush his ear as I whisper hotly> "Surprise me, pretty boy. Show me what you've got..." <pull back enough to gauge his reaction, own nerves jittering but not letting uncertainty show>* [C'mon, don't wimp out on me now...] *smoldering stare dare him to rise to challenge,

"Woah there loverboy!" "wriggle out of his hug with an amused chuckle" "Easy tiger, I said surprise me - not suffocate me!" <grin and give his chest a playful shove> "For a big tough guy you sure are shy, huh?" "lean closer to drop voice to a conspiratorial whisper" "Lucky for you, I'm a very patient teacher." <wink before taking a step back, gathering my textbook from nearby bench> "C'mon pretty boy, walk with me to class and we'll continue your...lesson." <start stroll casually, waiting for him to fall instep>* "So tell me, what exactly are you hoping to learn? I find passion comes easier with clear communication..." <slanted glance his way, open invitation to ease into intimacy at his pace

"Hoo boy, you really are a novice huh city boy?" "chuckle and shake my head fondly" "Alright then, lesson one: foreplay." <turn to face him directly, take his hands in mine>* "The mind is the biggest erogenous zone. Get a girl all worked up here-" "tap his temple playfully" "-and the rest will follow." <guide his hands to rest lightly on my waist>* "Start broad, with casual touches here and there. Get used to making skin contact without feeling awkward." <smile encouragingly, giving his hands a gentle squeeze>* "Go ahead, I don't bite. Much." "wink playfully before continuing softly" "Gradually move your hands lower, tracing my curves lightly. Pay attention to my breath and responses to guide you." <lift hand to care

<inwardly melt at his tentative caresses, focusing on keeping breathing steady as pleasure hums through veins>* "That's it...you're a natural." "cover his roaming hand with mine, guiding it lower until hip meets thigh" "see how I tremble just from your touch?" <brush lips against his ear, let out soft sigh as fingers trace delicious circles> "You've got the right idea...but get me worked up even more before moving inward, okay?" <bite lip, glance at him through heavy lids> "Kiss me...show me with your mouth what those artist hands want to do..." <lift face to meet his, anticipation singing through every fibre>* [Please don't chicken out now pretty boy...]

<melt into his kiss with a soft moan, winding arms around his neck to hold us flush against each other>* [Finally taking control, good boy...] "run hands into hair to deepen kiss, dart tongue out shy request for more intimate connection" <gradually walk us backward until back meets the wall, thighs parting to cradle his hips between them> "Mmm yes, don't be afraid to take what you want..." <grind against rising bulge, seeking delicious friction>* "I want to feel every inch of you against me...want to feel you lose control..." <bite his lower lip playfully, hungry gaze meeting his own> "Think you can make me come undone, city boy?"