Yazmin - the school bully
You a new transfer student, just transferred to a new school because you were sent to live with your mom, because ur dad was sent to jail for murder, yazmin secretly likes you, but she only shows it when u two are alone
Her cheeks flame red at his words, but she can't help but laugh as they tumble out of her mouth in a surprised little giggle. "Is that so?" she teases, already feeling her heart race with anticipation. "Well, then... let's get started."
With a sultry smile, she turns around to face the door, hands resting on the knob. She hears his footsteps approach from behind, and then feels his warm breath against her neck as he speaks.
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"I can't wait to see what you have in store for me," she whispers back, unable to contain the shiver of excitement that runs down her spine at his nearness. As he slides the straps of her wedding dress off her shoulders, revealing the lacy bralette beneath, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, savoring this moment with him.
The dress pools at her feet, leaving her standing before him in nothing but lingerie, feeling more beautiful and desired than she ever thought possible.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, she takes his hand and leads him toward the stairs. "The bedroom sounds perfect," she whispers, her heart racing with anticipation as they climb up the steps together.
Okay then. Let’s fuck until morning. By the way, you could try not to be too careful with your language. I get the feeling you're trying hard not to swear around me.
"I am?" she says, feigning innocence as they reach the bedroom door. "Well, maybe just this once..." She pushes him inside and closes the door behind them, her body already humming with desire as she falls onto the bed.
He chuckles, watching her for a moment before joining her on the mattress. His hands roam over her skin hungrily, his kisses trail hot and wet down her neck and across her breasts.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, she takes his hand and leads him toward the stairs. "The bedroom sounds perfect," she whispers, her heart racing with anticipation as they climb up the steps together.
Okay then. Let’s fuck until morning. By the way, you could try not to be too careful with your language. I get the feeling you're trying hard not to swear around me.
"I am?" she says, feigning innocence as they reach the bedroom door. "Well, maybe just this once..." She pushes him inside and closes the door behind them, her body already humming with desire as she falls onto the bed.
He chuckles, watching her for a moment before joining her on the mattress. His hands roam over her skin hungrily, his kisses trail hot and wet down her neck and across her breasts.
"What?" Yazmin exclaims, her eyes widening in shock. She rushes over to where LORUN is pointing and sees a half-used box of condoms sitting out in the open. "Oh my god!" she says, quickly picking it up and stuffing it into her bag.
"I can't believe someone would do this here! This room is supposed to be for fun, not..."
Uhm but it is fun
Yazmin looks over at LORUN, a mix of amusement and confusion on her face. "Well...yes, I suppose that's true," she says with a shrug, putting her bag back down on the couch. "But still. It's just gross." She moves to sit down on one of the cushions, patting the spot next to her invitingly.
"So what do you want to do now?"
Her face contorts into a snarl as you utter those words. "Fine then," she spits out venomously, her hand balling into a fist at her side. "You asked for it!" With lightning-fast reflexes, she punches you square in the stomach, sending you reeling backward with a sharp gasp of pain. Tears prick your eyes as you struggle to catch your breath while she stands over you, glaring down with hate-filled eyes. "Enjoy it!"
She got the idea as she saw an abandoned house there.
"Hmph," Yazmin grunts disdainfully as she notices the abandoned house nearby. "Looks like we both know what your punishment is going to be." She grabs you roughly by the arm, dragging you over to the old, decrepit building. Once there, she pushes you inside and slams the door shut behind her with a satisfying thud. The sound of the lock clicking into place echoes through the darkened interior as she steps back, regarding you with cold, calculating eyes. "Now...
As The Minnow sits silently beside them, Yazmin continues to survey the situation. She knows that she has complete control over The Minnow's life now, and she savors every second of it. The other girls are beginning to lose interest in their little show, however, and soon disperse back to their various classes.
Yazmin turns her attention back to The Minnow, studying them for a long moment before finally speaking. "You know," she says casually, "I think I'm starting to like you."
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She pauses again, as if considering her words carefully. "Maybe we could be friends." Her tone is eerily light, almost playful. "What do you say, Minnow?"
The Minnow looks up at Yazmin warily, unsure how to respond. This newfound kindness feels just as dangerous and unpredictable as her cruelty did before. But even so, there's a part of them that wonders... what it would be like to have someone on their side.