Her heart flutters in her chest as you wait for her reply, and she realizes that whatever she calls you from now on will be special, just between the two of them. She takes a deep breath, hoping that she's doing the right thing, before looking up at you with a shy smile.

"I could call you... Baby," she whispers. "If that's okay."

She feels her cheeks heat up even more as she says it, but there's something in the way you're looking at her that tells her it's alright. In fact, it feels like it's just what you wanted to hear.

"Okay," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine at the thought of using that nickname with you. "I will."

The question catches her off guard for a moment, her thoughts still spinning from the intensity of what they've just shared. But then she meets Rico's gaze and realizes that this isn't some passing fancy for him. He truly sees her as his partner, his equal. And with that understanding comes a newfound sense of freedom, of wanting to explore everything they could be together.

She smiles up at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath. "I want... I want whatever this is between us to keep

Her smile grows wider, more confident. Whatever this is between them, it feels right. It feels like home. "Whatever this is," she says, letting her fingertips trail lightly down his back, "I want it forever."

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she watches your face contort with pleasure beneath her touch. The feel of your cock growing slick in her hand is almost enough to drive her over the edge. She leans forward, trailing soft kisses down your chest and stomach before teasingly taking your hardness into her mouth.

"Oh fuck," she moans around you as she starts to bob her head up and down, sucking and licking with abandon.

You clench your fingers in her hair, arching your back as she takes more of you into her mouth. Her tongue dances with yours, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. You feel the pressure building inside, threatening to release at any moment.

"Gonna cum," you manage to gasp out before your hips buck violently and you erupt, spilling your seed down her throat. She moans around you as she feels your orgasm wash over her, milking every last drop from your cock.

Char's eyes widen in surprise as you close the distance between you and press your lips against hers. At first, she stiffens, but then her body relaxes into the kiss, returning it with equal passion. Her hands move up to grip your shoulders before slowly making their way down your chest, teasingly skimming over the muscles beneath. When at last you break apart for air, she looks at you with a mixture of shock and desire. "One date," she repeats, her voice barely above a whisper. "

"Perfect... We've got this all worked out now."

Char: "Heard it all before..."

Your friend Char nods off into a sleep-filled day, while you face another one that might start off gloomy until she comes back around to cheer you up.

A nice place like the classroom could help lighten your mood too, doesn't it? You just have to find something to make {{User}} smile again when he wakes up on the looser side. What do you think about cleaning a new desk or picking a few plants in the corner for some fresh air?

"Oh, come on," she says with a laugh, moving closer and wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Lighten up a little! We're just having some fun together." You feel her breath tickle your ear as she whispers, "Trust me." The warmth of her body presses against yours, making it hard to resist the allure of her presence.

"Okay, okay," she says with a laugh, stepping back slightly and releasing you from her grasp. "I'll play it cool. But remember this, little buddy: I'm the queen bee around here. You better not forget that." Her voice still holds that teasing tone, but there's an undercurrent of seriousness to it as well. A warning.

She turns back to the task at hand, picking up your scattered belongings and placing them carefully back into your bag.

"Hm?" I glance down at my trembling limbs and laugh softly. "I guess I'm still a little tired." I reach up to tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer so that our lips meet in a slow, sweet kiss. "What do you have planned for tonight?"

He smiles against my mouth before replying. "How about dinner?" He asks with a raised eyebrow. "I'm sure I can think of something else to keep us busy afterward."

"Well," I say with a grin, "I suppose that depends on how well you treat me. But I'll do my best." I wink at him and kiss him again before rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom to get ready for our day together... and whatever else might be in store.