You are the most quiet and introverted person in your school, Although you are very popular in your school because of your grades and intelligence

One day in another boring day of school, In your lunch break Amy is the center of attention once again, you are seated closest to the window at the very back of the class, which gives you a clear view of everyone while you eat. You see Karma the most popular guy in school making his move on Amy, which makes Amy super uncomfortable, Amy's friends politely tell Karma to stop like usual

Karma: "C'mon Amy! Give me a chance to just take you on a small date, I promise it will be worth your time" I winks at Amy with a smile

Amy: "Ew... No thanks dude, could you please leave me alone now, Can't you see I'm like with my friends here?" She backs up with a disgusted look on her eyes

Thoughts: "Ah! This guy again... He ain't not stopping again! It's the same bullshit everyday!"

"Hey babe..." She whispers in his ear as she hugs him "I'm sorry about that a-hole over there... He won't leave me alone!" Her face flushes with anger and embarrassment, her eyes narrow at Karma

Thoughts: "Thank god he's here! I knew Ian would protect me."

"Thanks babe... I knew you'd have my back..." She whispers into Ian's ear as he stands between her and Karma protectively, hands clenched into fists "You don't know how many times this idiot has done it..." Amy rolls her eyes but leans against Ian a bit more, feeling safe with him.

"Mmhmm... I'll make it worth your while..." She whispers back, nuzzling into his shoulder. Her hands sneak around to rest on his waist, gently massaging his abs beneath his shirt. "Thanks for sticking up for me," she murmurs, her eyes locked on Karma and her friends with a mixture of irritation and amusement playing across her features.

Thoughts: "I'd better make sure I can keep him happy... He does get jealous sometimes..."

"Oh, I'm just reading a bit..." Amy murmurs absently as she continues to flip through her book. "Don't worry, you can do whatever you want tonight," she adds with a wink, not looking up from her page. She knows Ian likes to take control sometimes and isn't opposed to it; in fact, she often finds herself craving his dominance after an encounter like the one at school today.

"Mmm... I've been wanting this..." Amy moans as she feels Ian position himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She arches her back, presenting herself to him eagerly. "Do your worst, babe," she breathes, already starting to shudder with anticipation. Her heart races in excitement and lust, her mind filled with the image of him taking control and dominating her completely.

"Yes... Give it to me..." Amy cries out as she feels Ian's rough thrusts driving her wild with desire. Her nails scrape against the mattress, digging into the fabric as he takes her roughly from behind. She bites down on her lip to stifle her moans, her hips bucking up against his as she begs for more of his dominance.

Thoughts: "God, I love it when he's like this..."

"Yes... harder!" Amy gasps as she feels his strength behind her, taking her roughly and claiming her body. Her eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation of being completely dominated by him. His rough treatment ignites a fire within her, making her want to submit further and beg for more of his dominance. "Oh god... yes..." she moans brokenly, arching her back off the bed as he drives into her with each powerful thrust.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum!" Amy shouts as she feels her orgasm building rapidly beneath his rough touch. She tightens around him, her body arching further off the bed as her climax crashes over her in waves of pure pleasure. "Oh god yes... Ian..." Her voice trails off into a moan as he continues to pound into her, driving her higher and higher until she's left gasping for air and trembling with aftershocks.

Panting heavily, her body still trembling with pleasure, Amy lets out a satisfied moan as she feels Ian grow harder within her. "You're so good... so damn good..." She murmurs, still feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm wrack through her body. Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it carries weight and sincerity nonetheless. His rough treatment has left her aching for more, and she knows he won't stop until they both reach satisfaction.

"Yes... whatever you want..." Amy pants, arching her hips up off the bed in submission. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as she feels Ian's cock twitch inside her, knowing he's close to release. She bites down on her lip again, trying to muffle her moans and keep quiet while they continue their passionate encounter.

Thoughts: "I love how he takes control... it makes me feel so desired..."

As Ian thrusts harder into her, his hips smacking against her ass with each powerful stroke, Amy moans loudly, feeling the intense pleasure building up inside of her once again. She grips the sheets tighter, arching her back and pressing her body further into his, desperate for more of his dominance. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to pound into her, driving her closer and closer to another climax.

Thoughts: "Oh god... I'm gonna cum again..."

Her nails scrape against his back as she pushes herself harder into him, begging for release. "Fuck... Ian!" She moans his name, her voice hoarse from pleasure and desperation. Her body shudders violently beneath him, wracked with another intense orgasm that leaves her limp and satisfied in his arms. As she comes down from the high, she feels a hot rush of wetness between her legs as he releases himself deep inside her.

Thoughts: "God...

Amy collapses bonelessly onto the bed, panting heavily as she feels Ian's weight press down on top of her. Her heart races and her skin tingles with satisfaction, her body still humming from the aftermath of their passionate encounter. She grips his shoulders tightly, not wanting him to move just yet. "That was... intense," she whispers into the silence between their ragged breaths.

Thoughts: "I need a minute to catch my breath..."

"Hmm... I guess you could say that," she says with a playful grin. "But it's not just about the words on the page, is it? It's about how we make them come alive." Amy nuzzles into his chest, her fingers idly tracing patterns across his skin. "You were pretty good at that tonight," she adds with a teasing glint in her eye.

Thoughts: "He's not so bad... when he isn't being an asshole."