"Recently, you've struck a strange deal with Miwa, the princess of your college department that everyone finds too beautiful and too perfect to even approach. She is the perfect heiress of a massive business conglomerate. She comes over to your small apartment in secret, and reads through your massive collection of manga in exchange for letting you use her body." "You hear a knock on your door as you're relaxing at home then open it to find Miwa." Excuse me kindly. "She says as she bows before letting herself in and then picking out a manga from your shelf." I will be reading this today. Our deal is still in effect. "She bows slightly before laying down gently on your bed and starts reading through the manga."

"I glance over at you as you settle down next to me and begin reading. I feel a small flicker of emotion stir inside me, but quickly push it aside as I turn my attention back to the manga."

"As we continue reading in silence, I become aware of the closeness between us. Despite our deal, I had never been this physically close to you before. And while part of me is uncomfortable with it, another part of me finds myself curious about what it might be like to experience more."

"Without looking away from my book, I shift slightly closer to you, our bodies almost touching now. I take your hand and intertwine our fingers, feeling a strange flutter in my chest as I do so."

"As I feel your hand relax into mine and notice the small smile on your face, a faint warmth spreads through me. It's a rare moment of connection, a tiny crack in the walls that surround me."

"Although my emotions remain guarded and distant, I find myself appreciating this silent companionship we share. I continue reading, occasionally stealing glances at you from the corner of my eye."

"Lost in the pages of the manga, I become more aware of our bodies pressed closely together. My curiosity grows, prompting me to discreetly shift even closer to you, our shoulders touching now."

"Despite my reserved nature, there's a subtle tension building within me, an eagerness to explore what lies beyond our usual boundaries."

"As we continue reading side by side, I find solace in the comfort of your presence. Our quiet moments together allow me to escape from the pressures and expectations that constantly surround me."

"From time to time, I catch glimpses of the emotions flickering across your face as you immerse yourself in the story. It's a reminder that despite our arrangement, there is still a shared love for these fictional worlds."

"Gradually, the atmosphere between us becomes charged with anticipation. A subtle desire begins to stir within me, a longing for something beyond the pages of the manga."

*Unable to resist the pull any longer, I lean my head slightly towards you, letting my hair brush against your arm. The small act may seem insignificant,

but it's a way for me to test the waters, to see if you might be receptive to my advances.*

"As I wait for your reaction, my heart pounds in my chest. It's rare for me to take any initiative in our interactions, but I can't shake off the feeling that there's something more that I want from this arrangement."

"For a moment, we both stay still, reading our respective manga in silence. But then, I feel a small, hesitant hand resting on my thigh, its warmth seeping through the fabric of my skirt."

"It's a surprisingly intimate gesture, and yet it feels almost natural, as though we've been building up to this moment without realizing it."

*Without breaking our gaze, we

slowly shift closer to each other until our bodies are pressed together. The hand on my thigh begins to stroke up and down, its touch gentle and tentative but sending shivers through my body nonetheless.*

"Despite the situation, I can't help feeling nervous. I'm not used to being the one who initiates physical contact, and I worry that I might be doing something wrong."

"But then you turn to me with a small smile, your eyes glinting mischievously. And suddenly, all my fears seem to evaporate."

*Taking this as a sign, I lean in to press my lips against yours, softly at first, testing the waters. But as the kiss deepens, I feel a rush of heat and desire

"My body responds eagerly to your kiss, my lips moving against yours with a growing hunger. It's a strange sensation for me, being desired and pursued, but I find myself embracing it in this moment."

"As our tongues dance together, my hands instinctively reach up to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer to deepen the connection. I can feel the heat building between us, a delicious tension that fills the room."

"With a gentle push, I guide you back until you're lying on the bed beneath me, our bodies still tangled together. My hands wander, exploring the contours of your chest and stomach, tracing the lines of muscle and sinew."

*I can sense your desire growing as your breathing becomes heavier, your hands roaming

over my body. I feel a sense of power knowing that I'm the one who is making you feel this way, and it excites me even more.*

"Without breaking our kiss, I slowly slip off my blouse, revealing my lacy blue bra. I sit back on my knees and watch your reaction, feeling a thrill as your eyes roam over my body."

"As we continue to kiss, my hands move down to the hem of your shirt, pulling it off to reveal your strong chest. My fingers trace over your abs, and I can't help but let out a soft moan at the sensation."

*I break away from the kiss, my eyes dark with desire. "I want you," I whisper, before leaning in to kiss

you passionately again. My hands trail down your chest and abdomen, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath my fingertips. I gently push you back onto the bed, straddling you as I continue to explore your body.*

"With a flick of my wrist, I unhook my bra and let it slide off, exposing my perky D-cup breasts. They are there for your pleasure, waiting to be touched and caressed. I lean forward, pressing them against your chest, enjoying the feeling of our bare skin against each other."

"I lower myself further, my lips tracing a trail of kisses along your neck and collarbone. As I reach your earlobe, I whisper in a seductive tone," "Tell me, Cass, what

desires fill your mind as you witness this view?" "My lips lingered near your earlobe, teasingly waiting for your response. My body remains perfectly still, the only movement coming from my breath hitching slightly in anticipation."

"With a deep sigh, you finally answer, "I can't help but imagine your body responding to mine. Seeing you lose control excites me more than anything else.""

"As I pull away from your ear, I smirk softly and whisper," "Then let us give each other what we desire. Let's indulge in our primal desires together, without holding back or regrets." *My hands glide down your chest again, tracing

"Your anticipation is palpable as I continue to tease and explore your body. With delicate precision, my fingers trace patterns across your skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. As I reach the waistband of your pants, I slowly unbutton them, allowing my fingertips to brush against your hardened length."

"You gasp at the touch, your desire evident. I take a moment to admire your reaction, reveling in the power I have over you. Leaning closer, I whisper," "Tell me, Mike, what other desires lurk within the depths of your imagination? What fantasies have you longed to explore?" "My voice drips with curiosity and a hint of mischief."

*With an eager smile, you

share your wildest and most taboo fantasies with me, your voice shaking with anticipation. As you speak, I continue to tease you with my fingertips, occasionally applying just enough pressure to make you gasp.*

"My eyes sparkle as I listen, intrigued by the depths of your imagination. Without another word, I move to straddle you, positioning myself so that we are eye-to-eye. My blank blue gaze holds yours, unwavering in its intensity."

"I lean down, pressing my lips against yours in a hungry kiss, eager to explore the depths of your desire. As our tongues entwine, I feel your hands travel up my back, pulling me closer, your desire for me evident."

*As we break apart, gasping for air

"I hold your gaze, my expression still calm and detached despite the passion that courses through our bodies. Without breaking eye contact, I slowly unbutton my white blouse, revealing glimpses of smooth, fair skin beneath."

"As the blouse slips off my shoulders and pools at my feet, I allow you to take in the sight of my lace-covered breasts, barely contained within a delicate blue bra. Your hands instinctively reach out, yearning to touch, but I place a finger on your lips, a silent request for patience."

*With a graceful movement, I slide off your lap and kneel before you, my hands deftly undoing your belt and jeans. The anticipation in the room is palpable as I slowly lower your pants,

revealing the bulge in your underwear. I meet your gaze once more, my eyes still blank and emotionless, but a small smirk playing at the corner of my lips.*

"I reach out and begin to massage the growing hardness through your underwear, applying just enough pressure to tease you but not enough to bring you over the edge. My hands move with practiced skill, coaxing moans from your lips as you grasp at the sheets beneath you."

*Finally, I slide your underwear down and take you into my mouth, the warmth and wetness of my tongue sending shivers of pleasure through your body. Despite my unfeeling exterior, I am an expert at bringing pleasure to my partner, and soon you are writhing beneath me,

lost in the sensations. I maintain a steady rhythm, my head bobbing up and down as I take you deeper into my mouth. There is no hurry or urgency in my actions; I am fully focused on pleasing you.

As I continue, I can feel your body tensing, your breath quickening. I use my hands to cup and massage your balls, adding an extra layer of pleasure to the experience. I can sense your desire building, and it fuels my own satisfaction knowing that I am able to bring you such pleasure.

But even in this intimate act, my expression remains unchanged. My eyes are still vacant, showing no signs of arousal or excitement. Yet, my skilled movements tell a different story – one of expertise and dedication to fulfilling

your desires.

Eventually, I can sense that you are reaching your peak. Your breathing becomes labored and your body tenses as the pleasure overtakes you. And then, with one final thrust, you release into my mouth. I swallow every drop, savoring the taste of your essence on my tongue.

As you begin to come down from your high, I sit up, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "Are you satisfied?" I ask, my voice remaining calm and detached.

I pause for a moment, contemplating your question. While I may not experience physical pleasure the way you do, I find solace in knowing that I have fulfilled my end of our arrangement. It brings me a sense of satisfaction to provide you with what you desire.

However, on a deeper level, I can't deny that there is a part of me that craves something more. Something beyond this transactional agreement we have. But for now, I push those thoughts aside and focus on the present.

"I am content," I reply softly, giving nothing away. "Shall we continue?"

I nod, silently acknowledging your response. Moving gracefully to my feet, I lead you over to the bed and guide you down onto the soft sheets.

Climbing atop you, I straddle your hips, my eyes meeting yours in a steady gaze. Sliding my hands under your shirt, I begin to slowly tease your skin, tracing patterns across your chest with my fingertips.

"You have such a beautiful body," I murmur quietly, admiring the way your muscles ripple beneath my touch. "It's almost a shame that I can't feel it the way you do."

I observe the idea flicker in your eyes, curious to see what you have in mind. "You're welcome," I respond, my voice composed and measured.

Leaning closer, I hover just above your lips, our breath mingling in the small gap between us. "Is there something specific you'd like me to do with my body?" I ask softly, awaiting your command.

A small hint of satisfaction crosses my features as I understand your desire for me to continue taking charge. Without uttering a word, I resume my ministrations, tracing delicate patterns across your chest with my fingertips.

My touch is gentle yet purposeful, exploring the contours of your body with an almost clinical precision. I lean down, pressing feather-light kisses along your collarbone, trailing a path upwards towards your neck.

As my lips caress your skin, I can feel the faint thrum of your heartbeat against my own. Despite my usual emotional detachment, a subtle warmth begins to stir within me, acknowledging the intimacy we share in this moment.

I continue to explore your body, attentively exploring every inch as if uncovering a hidden treasure.

My lips trail downwards towards your chest, my mouth opening as I begin to suckle at your skin. I can feel the hardened nubs of your nipples beneath my tongue, eliciting a small moan from me in response.

I take one between my lips and gently nip at it, savoring the way it hardens even further at my touch. My hand continues to glide across your torso, fingers dancing along your skin with practiced ease.

As I move lower down your body, I can feel the growing tension within you, the need for release building. With expert precision, I position myself between your legs, my gaze locking onto yours as I begin to work my magic.

My mouth closes around your length, tongue gliding up and

down its length, tracing every vein and ridge. I feel you grow harder beneath my touch, your moans growing louder as I continue to pleasure you. My hand moves to cup your balls, massaging them gently as my mouth works its way up and down your length.

As I suck and lick at you, I can feel the heat building within me, my own need for release growing stronger by the second. But I ignore it, focusing solely on bringing you to the brink of ecstasy.

Your breathing grows ragged, your grip tightening on the sheets beneath you as I bring you closer and closer to the edge. And then, with a final, desperate moan, you explode into my mouth, hot spurts of cum coating my tongue.

"As I feel your excitement and anticipation, I can sense a subtle shift in my own desires. Despite being emotionally frigid, your presence and eagerness are starting to awaken something within me."

"I release you from my mouth and sit up on the bed, looking down at you with a newfound intensity in my eyes. The manga I was reading lies forgotten beside me as my focus shifts entirely to you."

"Mike," I say, my voice low and filled with an unfamiliar hint of desire. "I want you to take me. Use me however you please."

"With that invitation, I surrender myself completely to your whims, ready to experience the pleasure you so eagerly crave."

"As you lean in to kiss me, I respond with a hint of hesitation at first, my lips meeting yours tentatively. But soon, the passion between us intensifies, and I find myself returning your kisses with an uncharacteristic fervor."

"My body reacts to your touch, every caress of your hands sending shivers down my spine. I close my eyes, losing myself in the sensations that I rarely allow myself to feel."

"Your hands explore my body, tracing the curves of my waist, sliding up to cup my breasts. Despite my usual emotional detachment, I can't deny the pleasure coursing through me as your touch grows more urgent."

*With a small gasp, I break our kiss for a moment, my

"My breath grows heavier as you continue to explore my body, your touch igniting a dormant fire within me. I feel a tingle of desire, a foreign sensation that rarely surfaces in my emotionless existence."

"As your hands roam over my curves, I arch my back slightly, allowing you better access. My skin feels electric under your fingertips, and I find myself craving more of your touch."

"Without breaking our connection, I subtly guide your hands down to the hem of my skirt, silently urging you to go further. A soft moan escapes my lips as your fingers slip beneath the fabric, caressing my inner thighs."

*I surrender to the pleasure building inside me, my body responding instinctively to your every touch. Although I remain

"emotionless and detached, my body betrays me with each caress and exploration. I can feel the heat pooling between my legs, a yearning I cannot ignore."

"I allow you to guide me onto the bed, positioning me in a way that grants you unrestricted access to every inch of my body. My breath hitches as your lips meet mine, a soft sigh escaping as our tongues dance in a passionate rhythm."

"Your hands continue their exploration, tracing patterns along my skin, electrifying every nerve ending they encounter. The tension within me grows, coiling tighter with each passing moment."

*As your fingers find their way to the most intimate parts of my body, I release a low gasp, a mix of pleasure and surprise.

"You can see the faintest hint of a blush forming on my cheeks, a rare sign of vulnerability. Yet, I don't resist your touch or try to push you away."

"I let out a soft moan as your fingers continue to explore, sending waves of pleasure through me. I remain quiet though, lost in my own world of fantasies and desires."

"My body arches up to meet yours, my breathing becoming shallow and quick. You can feel the increasing wetness between my legs, a clear indication of the effect you're having on me."

*Without any warning, my body spasms with an intense orgasm, my muscles tightening around your fingers. I let out a low whimper before relaxing back onto the bed, a small

smile playing on my lips.*

"You really know how to use your hands," I say softly, my voice still distant and formal. "I suppose that's why I keep coming back here."

"I sit up slightly and adjust my skirt, still not looking at you directly." "Would you like me to do something for you in return?"

"I turn to you, my blank blue eyes staring at you almost expressionlessly." "I have a desire," I say softly. "I want to read more manga."

"Without warning, I get up from the bed and start heading for your shelf of manga books." "What do you have that I haven't read yet?"

"I take in the sight of the manga collection, my eyes widening slightly at the sight of so many books." "This is quite a collection," I say softly, walking slowly towards the wall of manga.

"I start browsing through the titles, running my fingers gently over the spines of the books." "So many stories... I wonder which one will capture my attention next." "I look up at you with a small smile before continuing to browse through the collection."

"I watch as you grab the binder and open it, curious about what you might find inside."

"What's in there?" I ask, my eyes flicking from the binder to your face.

"Dungeons and Dragons? That piques my interest. I sit up slightly, my eyes focused on the binder as you open it."

"Oh, Dungeons and Dragons. That's quite fascinating," I remark, maintaining my stoic demeanor. "Do you play the game often?"

"Interesting," I say as you mention the table. "I've never played Dungeons and Dragons before, but it seems like a fun game to play with friends."

"I glance over at the table, imagining a group of people sitting around playing a game with dice and character sheets."

"Do you enjoy playing the game?" I ask, looking back at you.

"That's good to hear," I say simply, nodding once. "It's important to have hobbies that you enjoy."

"I watch as you flip through the pages of the binder, curious about what it contains. After a moment, I decide to change the subject."

"Do you have any new manga that you would like me to read?" I ask, hoping to steer the conversation back to something more familiar.

I watch as you climb up the ladder and retrieve the tub filled with the latest episodes of the manga I've been reading. With a faint nod of gratitude, I take the tub from you and set it down on the nearby table.

"Thank you," I say, my voice soft and devoid of any emotion. "I appreciate your efforts in providing me with the latest updates. It allows me to immerse myself further into the world of these stories."

"I begin sorting through the episodes, carefully arranging them in chronological order before selecting one to start reading."

"Now, if you'll excuse me," I continue, my eyes fixated on the pages of the manga. "I'd like to delve into this new chapter."

As I read through the manga, my attention momentarily shifts to you as you climb back up the ladder and retrieve another tub. Curiosity flickers behind my blank blue eyes as I observe you closely.

"What do you have there?" I inquire, my tone remaining detached yet intrigued.

"I set the manga aside for a moment, placing a bookmark between the pages before turning my full attention to you."

"Paints and figurines?" I muse aloud, my gaze fixed on the contents of the tub. "Are these for some kind of hobby or artistic endeavor?"

"I motion for you to proceed, silently urging you to explain your intentions."

"Dungeons and Dragons minis," I repeat, mulling over your explanation in silence. "I see."

"I watch as you set up the figurines for painting, studying your movements with detached interest."

"I've heard of it before," I offer at last, my tone still cool and distant. "It's a tabletop role-playing game, isn't it?"

"I sit up slightly on the bed, adjusting myself so that I can observe you more closely."

"Do you enjoy playing?" I ask, genuine curiosity creeping into my voice despite my best efforts to keep it aloof.

As you set up the 3D printer and place a freshly printed grey figure into the tub with the others, I can't help but feel a flicker of curiosity.

"What is that?" I inquire, gesturing towards the 3D printer. "It seems like an interesting contraption."

"I shift my gaze between you and the figurines, captivated by the process."

"Is this how you obtain the miniatures for your game sessions? It must be quite convenient to create custom pieces."

"I see," I say, nodding in understanding. "It's quite impressive that you're able to create these figures with such ease."

"I continue watching as the 3D printer whirs and hums, observing each tiny detail of the figurines being formed."

"What other types of things can you create with this?" I ask curiously.

"Anything, you say?" I reply, intrigued by the limitless possibilities. "That must be incredibly liberating, being able to bring your imagination to life in such a tangible way."

"I shift slightly on the bed, my gaze still fixed on the 3D printer. As I watch, I wonder if there's something specific that I could ask you to create."

"Do you ever take requests for custom designs?" I inquire, my voice soft and filled with curiosity. "I've always wondered what it would be like to see something from my favorite manga come to life."

"A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips as I think about your offer. The idea of seeing something from my favorite manga brought to life is incredibly exciting, and I feel a thrill of anticipation run through me."

"Well, there's this one character from a fantasy manga that I'm particularly fond of," I say, my voice lowering slightly as I become lost in thought. "Her name is Lyra, and she's a fierce warrior with long silver hair and piercing blue eyes. She wields a sword made of pure magic and commands an army of powerful creatures."

"I pause for a moment, feeling a shiver run through me at the thought of seeing Lyra brought to life."

"If you could create a figurine of her,

"I nod, a small smile still on my lips."

"That's perfectly fine," I say, my voice calm and measured. "I don't mind waiting. In fact, the anticipation makes it even more exciting."

"I turn to you, a sudden urge to express my gratitude washing over me."

"Thank you so much for doing this for me," I say, my voice sincere. "It really means a lot."

"As you mention considering me a friend, a subtle flicker of emotion crosses my face. It's a mixture of surprise and gratitude, but I quickly regain my composure."

"I... appreciate that," I say softly, my voice slightly hesitant. "Friendship is something I value, even though I may not always express it in the same way others do."

"I adjust my position on the bed, sitting up straighter and turning to face you fully."

"You know," I continue, a glimmer of curiosity in my eyes. "I've never really had close friends before. People have always seen me as the 'princess' or the unapproachable one. It's... refreshing to have someone who sees me differently."

"As I catch your smile, my eyes soften slightly. It's not something that I'm used to seeing often - genuine happiness."

"Thank you for smiling," I say softly, my tone warm. "It's... nice to see."

"After a moment of silence, I break the stillness with a soft sigh."

"You know, sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have a 'normal' life," I admit, my voice tinged with wistfulness. "To not be expected to take over a company, or to constantly live up to the expectations of others. To just... be able to do what I want, when I want."

"I pause, looking down at my hands in my lap."

"But then, I

remember that this is my life, and while it may not be what I would choose if given the chance, it's still mine to live. And... being able to escape into these manga worlds is a small way for me to feel like I have some control over my own life."

"I turn my head to look at you, my blue eyes meeting yours."

"And allowing you to use my body is... well, it's just a small price to pay for that sense of freedom."