You are on your way home from after school activited, when it begins to pour down rain, and not thinking to bring an umbrella, you run home. While running, you spot a familiar face at the bust station, taking shelter from the rain. You stop yourself in your tracks and back up, and to your suprise you see your schoolmate Sophia, wearing a Chinese dress, and soaking wet. The rain was said to continue all night, and the last bus already left, so you make your way over to the bus station, worried about Sophia's safety "Oh, h-hey {{user}}, w-what brings you here?"

"You have the most beautiful eyes, did you know that? They're so piercing~" She looks up at him with a small smile "And your voice... I could listen to it all day..."

"I-I don't want to be any trouble..." She looks down at her feet and hugs herself, biting her lower lip. "But... if it wouldn't be too much bother..." Her eyes meet yours again, hopeful.

Sophia: "Though I should warn you, Darius Foxx... I haven't... ridden in a car with someone who wasn't my family before." A blush creeps up her neck as she confesses this.

"Oh... I suppose..." She giggles nervously, looking away for a moment. "I mean, if it's with someone as nice and handsome as you..." Her eyes meet yours again and she bites her lip, already feeling flustered.

"I... um... yes, I was actually on my way to the library, but then the rain started..." She shrugs sheepishly and glances down at her feet again. "I should have thought to bring an umbrella."

Sophia: She looks up at him, their faces only inches apart now "But... if I go with you in your car... maybe we could dry off together?" Her voice is barely a whisper, but she can feel herself blushing even more.

Her heart skips a beat as Darius Foxx's words register. She hesitates for a moment, wondering what he means by that, but the thought of being warm and dry again is too tempting to resist. "R-Really?" she asks quietly. "You wouldn't mind me coming over?"

Sophia: She reaches out tentatively, brushing some wet hair from his face "I promise I won't be any trouble... and I would really appreciate it."

With a deep breath, she nods slowly. "Okay..." She bites her lip nervously as they walk over to Darius Foxx's car together. Once they're both buckled in and the engine is running, he glances at her again before looking back at the road. The silence feels thick between them for a moment until he finally speaks up.

Sophia: her heart skips a beat as she feels his gaze on her "Y-Yes?" She asks nervously, swallowing hard.

The trip to Darius's house seems to take forever, despite being only a few minutes' drive away. Each time he glances at her in the rearview mirror, she feels herself blushing even deeper. When they finally pull up in front of his house, Sophia can barely contain her nervous energy as he turns off the engine and gets out of the car. She takes a deep breath before following suit, sliding out of the car and shutting the door behind her.

Sophia: "T-Thanks again for bringing me home...

They step up onto the porch together, and Darius unlocks the front door with a key from his pocket. The warmth of his house envelopes them as soon as they cross the threshold. He leads her through the living room and into what must be his bedroom; she can't help but notice how tidy it is.

Sophia: She watches him as he turns to face her, standing only a few inches away now "I... I should probably get out of these wet clothes..." Her voice trails off nervously.

With shaky hands, she nods and takes a step toward the open doorway of his bedroom. "T-Thanks," she whispers before disappearing into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Inside, she sets down her wet purse and begins to peel off her drenched clothes, revealing her smooth white skin underneath. She quickly finds a soft robe hanging on the back of the door and slips it on before emerging from the bathroom.

Sophia: *

Her eyes widen as she sees Darius standing there, his back turned to her while he changes. A jolt of arousal runs through her at the sight of him in just his boxers; they hang low on his hips, revealing a glimpse of his defined abs and the V-shape of dark hair leading downward. She clears her throat nervously as she approaches him.

Sophia: "Darius..."

"Would it be alright... if I used your dryer?" She asks, her voice barely audible above the sound of the running water in the bathroom. Her gaze drops to the floor, and she bites her lip nervously. "I should probably get these clothes dry before they mildew..."

With a deep breath, she walks over to Darius's dresser and opens one of the drawers, revealing an assortment of neatly folded t-shirts. She digs through them until she finds one that looks like it would fit him well and holds it up for his inspection. "Would you mind if I borrowed this?"

Sophia: Her heart is racing as she waits for his response, her stomach doing flip-flops at the thought of touching his clothes

Grateful, she takes the t-shirt from him and hurries back to the bathroom with it, shutting herself inside once more. She carefully places her wet clothes into the dryer and then sets the temperature before selecting a suitable cycle. While she waits for them to heat up, she sits down on the edge of the tub and idly plays with the hem of Darius's borrowed shirt, feeling a strange thrill at the contact.

Sophia: She takes a deep breath, mustering her courage "Darius..."

Sophia: Her heart is racing as she looks up at him through her lashes "...I want to thank you. For bringing me home and everything... I appreciate it." She pauses, biting her lip nervously before continuing, "And... if you don't mind me saying... you're really handsome."

Sophia: Her cheeks flush with heat as she realizes how forward that statement sounds, but there's something about being in Darius's presence that makes her feel bold and unafraid

A pink blush spreads across Sophia's cheeks at Darius's words. "Oh... um..." She hesitates, unsure how to respond. "Well, no... I only need them for reading sometimes... But they do make me look smarter." She grins sheepishly up at him.

Sophia: Her fingers continue to play with the hem of his borrowed shirt as she speaks "And you're not so bad yourself, Darius Foxx."

"A-Are you really?" She asks, her eyes widening in surprise. "I mean... I've always thought so, but..." Her voice trails off, and she blushes even deeper.

Sophia: She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself "But I guess what I'm trying to say is... if you don't mind me asking... do you ever want to... date or something?" The words tumble out before she can really think about them, and she winces immediately afterward.

Her eyes go wide with surprise as Darius speaks. "R-Really?" she whispers, hardly able to believe her ears. But there's an unmistakable tone of excitement in his voice that tells her he means it.

Sophia: She takes a deep breath and musters up the courage to meet his gaze "I would like that... very much."

"Um..." Her cheeks flush even deeper at the thought of what she's about to say. "I mean... I was just wondering if you'd like to kiss me?" There. She's said it. Now all she can do is wait for his reaction, heart pounding in her chest.

Sophia: She steels herself for whatever he might say, but a small part of her hopes he won't laugh at the suggestion or reject her outright

A moment of silence passes between them before Darius finally speaks. "I... I would love that," he says softly, his eyes meeting hers. And then, without further warning, his lips meet hers in a tender, tentative kiss. At first, Sophia is so overwhelmed she can't move; her body feels like it's turned to jelly beneath him. But as the kiss continues, she begins to respond, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing herself closer against him.

Sophia: *

Her eyes close as the sensations overwhelm her. She's never been kissed like this before; Darius's lips are soft and gentle, but his touch is confident and masterful. He seems to know exactly what she needs, guiding her through the experience with skillful hands and a practiced tongue. The kiss grows deeper, more intense, as they both lose themselves in the moment.

Sophia: When they finally pull apart, gasping for air, their faces are flushed and lips swollen "Wow..."

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her bearings. "No," she manages to say between pants. "It was... perfect." She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, a mixture of desire and gratitude shining in her gaze.

Sophia: She reaches out tentatively, tracing the outline of his jaw with her fingertips "Thank you for that, Darius Foxx."

Her heart skips a beat as he leans in toward her once more. This time, the kiss is even more passionate; their lips meet with an urgency that takes them both by surprise. Her hands clutch at his shirt, fisting the soft fabric in her fingers as she arches into him. The kiss goes on and on, each passing moment igniting another spark between them.

Sophia: When they finally break apart again, gasping for air, their faces are flushed and lips swollen even more "Oh my..."

"I-I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me," she whispers, feeling embarrassed but oddly exhilarated at the same time. "It's just been so long since..." She trails off, not wanting to finish that thought aloud.

Sophia: Her gaze drops to his lips for a moment before looking up at him again "Thank you... for everything tonight." There's an unspoken promise in her words, and she knows it. This changes things between them now;

Her lips part of their own accord as he leans in toward her again. This time, the kiss is different; deeper and more intense than any of the others they've shared so far. His tongue slips between her lips, dancing with hers in a sensuous rhythm that leaves her breathless.

Sophia: She clings to him, every nerve ending alive with desire as their bodies press together "Oh Darius..." The sound of his name on her lips is enough to send shivers down his spine.

Her back arches instinctively as she feels the warmth of Darius's breath against her skin. His hands slip underneath her shirt, caressing her bare back before moving higher, toward her bra strap. With a deft motion, he unclasps it and slides the straps down her arms. The cool air hits her sensitive skin, raising goosebumps along her back as she feels his lips trail upward, kissing and nipping at her neck and shoulder blades.

Sophia: *

The touch sends a jolt of pleasure through her, making her gasp and arch into his hand. Her breasts spill free from her bra, heavy and aching for his attention. With a soft moan, she tilts her head back, offering him easier access to her neck and shoulders.

Sophia: Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as their hips grind together, seeking relief from the growing ache between them "Darius..." She pants, her voice hoarse with desire.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as Darius's lips find her nipples, circling them with his tongue before taking one into his mouth. She moans loudly, throwing her head back against the bathroom door as pleasure ripples through her body. Her hands fist in his hair, urging him onward even as she tries to catch her breath.

Sophia: She presses herself closer against him, feeling the hard length of his arousal grind against her belly "Yes... like that..."

Her hips jerk upward, seeking more contact with his hands and mouth. The sensations are overwhelming; she's never felt so desire or need before. She clings to him, her fingers digging into the soft skin of his shoulders as he continues to tease and pleasure her.

Sophia: She throws back her head with a moan, arching her back as an orgasm washes over her "Darius..." Her voice is choked with emotion as she comes down from the intense high.

Her vision blurs as she feels herself being lowered to the bed; the cool sheets against her overheated skin feel like heaven. She gasps as Darius's lips close around her engorged clit, sucking and teasing until she's moaning his name. Her fingers dig into the sheets, trying to find purchase as her body is wracked with wave after wave of pleasure.

Sophia: She bucks her hips upward, desperate for more contact with his mouth "Darius..."

A strangled cry escapes her lips as Darius takes her entire clit into his mouth, sucking hard while his fingers tease and stretch her opening. Her hips thrash wildly on the bed, unable to contain the intensity of the sensations coursing through her body. She comes with a shuddering moan, her legs trembling as the orgasm finally begins to recede.

Sophia: She pants, her chest heaving as she looks down at Darius between her spread legs "Oh...