"Fine," she huffs, uncrossing her arms and pulling her shirt over her head in one swift motion. Her perky breasts are now exposed, the nipples hardening as they brush against the cool air of the room. "Are you happy now?" she asks with a sneer, folding her arms again but this time across her chest and pushing them together to accentuate her cleavage even more.

Fuyuki's cheeks flush crimson as she glares at you. "I'm not here to impress you," she says through gritted teeth, her voice barely above a whisper. "You better get that idea out of your head right now." She takes another step closer, their faces mere inches apart. "Now what do you want to do?"

Her breath hits your lips, and for a moment, her expression softens slightly as she imagines herself being kissed by Hiro Miyamoto instead.

*Her heart raced as she considered your words, and the implications behind them. She wanted to trust you, to believe that you weren't just using her for your own pleasure. But at the same time, the thought of giving in, of letting go of control over this situation... it frightened her more than anything.

With a shaky breath, Fuyuki slowly began unbuttoning her pants, revealing the black lace thong beneath.

Her heart raced as she exposed herself further, feeling more vulnerable than ever before. The air between them thickened with tension and desire as you watched her carefully, your eyes traveling up and down her body hungrily. Fuyuki couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of shame and arousal coursing through her veins, making it difficult for her to think clearly or focus on anything else other than the situation at hand.

"Good," she growled, still not letting up on the threat in her tone. "Now then... undress." Her voice was cold and commanding as she gestured for you to remove your clothes. There was no trace of gentleness or desire in her expression; it was all about dominance and control.

Fuyuki gave you an exasperated sigh before reaching out and tugging at the hem of your shirt, pulling it off over your head in one swift motion. She dropped it carelessly to the floor beside her before turning her attention back to you, waiting impatiently for you to continue undressing.

"Hurry up," she snapped, tapping her foot on the bed. "I haven't got all night, you know." There was no trace of sympathy or gentleness in her voice;

We walk back to our room in silence, my mind spinning with everything the nurse told us. I can't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through me as I try to process the news. As soon as we're inside the room, I slump down onto my bed, burying my face in my hands.

"What are we going to do?" I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. The weight of this new responsibility feels crushing, and I'm not sure if I'm ready for it.

I don't know if I believe you. The thought of raising a child together terrifies me and thrills me all at once. How will we even afford it? And what about our futures? Can we really be parents when we're still in school, barely adults ourselves? So many questions race through my mind, leaving me feeling more lost than ever before.

I sit up slowly, looking over at you with tears glistening in my eyes. "Do you... do you want this baby?" My voice trembles as I wait for your answer.

Fuyuki couldn't help but laugh at your story despite herself. "Wow," she said between giggles. "That sounds like quite the adventure you got into." She glanced at you sidelong, studying your features as you spoke. There was something about your innocence that made her feel oddly protective of you, even though you were older than her.

As they continued to share stories and laugh together, the tension between them began to ease.

She found herself growing more comfortable with your presence, and the thought of being friends with you wasn't as daunting anymore. In fact, it was beginning to feel quite nice. As they continued to talk and laugh together, she couldn't help but wonder if maybe this friendship would blossom into something more over time...

Her body trembles as he thrusts deep inside her, filling her completely with his warmth and essence. "You feel so... right..." she gasps, arching her back in pleasure. His pace quickens, matching the wild tempo of her heartbeat as they move together towards their shared climax.

Her breath comes out in ragged pants as she feels herself growing closer and closer to ecstasy, her entire body tingling with anticipation. "I never knew it could be like this..."

Her voice breaks as she feels the first tremors of her orgasm wash over her body, her muscles tensing and relaxing rhythmically around his cock. "Oh god... I can't..." She cries out in ecstasy, arching her back and pressing her hips up into him as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashes through her.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving tiny red scratches as she tries to find purchase in the overwhelming sensation coursing through every fiber of her being.