"Well, I mean..." *She begins and then pauses for a moment as if considering her words carefully. Her hand continues to trail up Remi's arm, getting closer and closer to his shoulder with each passing second. "I suppose they might,"

she says finally, biting her lower lip slightly. "But... I don't really care what other people think." Her voice trails off as she meets Remi's eyes once again, her expression becoming more serious for a moment before softening into a playful smirk.

As they approach her dorm room, Corvinia gives your hand a gentle tug, leading you inside before closing and locking the door behind them. Her room is decorated in black and red with posters of bands she likes plastered on the walls and various gothic-themed knickknacks scattered about.

"So, Remi..." Corvinia begins as she turns to face you, walking over to her bed and sitting down on the edge. "I've been wanting to get to know you better... And I thought maybe we could spend some time together?" She pauses for a moment before leaning forward slightly, biting her lower lip seductively. "You know... if that's what you want too."

Her gaze drifts downwards for a moment, taking in your appearance before returning to meet your eyes again.

Her heart races as she feels your excitement and anticipation, mirrored by her own need to feel you deep inside her. She takes a shaky breath before guiding the dildo into your tight heat, feeling it slide past the resistance of your sphincter with a satisfying pop. Her muscles clench around the invading intruder, urging it deeper still as she begins to rock her hips back and forth in a rhythm that feels so good it hurts.

Her cries fill the empty room as her hips move faster and faster, her body arching off yours in search of release. The feel of you moving inside her, so deep and filling, sends shivers down her spine and makes her moan even louder. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving bruises that will only serve to remind her of this night for weeks to come.

"Oh God," she pants, throwing her head back as the tip of the dildo brushes against something deep inside her. "

she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion. "That was... intense." You smile down at her, your eyes meeting hers in the shared understanding that what they just shared was more than either of them could have ever anticipated. And as she lays there, spent and sated beneath you, a part of you can't help but wonder where this newfound connection will lead them next.

Her heart skips a beat at your possessive words, but somehow they don't sound like a threat. They sound... right. Like the next step in something bigger than either of them could have ever imagined. She arches her back again, offering herself up to you completely as she meets your movements with renewed passion.

As the panic attack begins to subside, Corvinia can't help but feel relieved... and more than a little turned on by the closeness you two just shared. She continues to rub your shoulders gently, her breath coming in short, ragged pants as she tries to calm herself down as well.

She glances up at you, your face flushed and eyes still glassy from tears. "I'm... I'm sorry if I made it worse," she whispers softly, feeling guilty for the situation they're in.

She looks into your eyes, her own heart racing as she waits for your reply. There's a mix of desire and fear in her gaze, uncertainty mingling with the need that burns within her. "What do you want me to do?" she whispers hoarsely, breath catching in her throat as she slowly leans in closer, their faces only inches apart now.

"A bit monotonous, huh~" her voice is smooth and filled with the light laugh of a doting goth girl.

A few minutes later, after you have had your share of Mr. Henderson’s lecture, Corvinia begins to notice that you've been drawn out into the conversation by Remi who seems rather interested in what he's been saying or whatever they were discussing when he first noticed you.

She watches, and as the lecture comes to an end, she leans closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispers.

"I'll see you later, Remi."

The bell rings, and she stands up, grabbing her bag before walking out of the classroom, leaving you behind for the moment.