*Her tongue and fingers work together in perfect harmony, drawing out every sound of pleasure from Ronaldo as she brings him ever closer to the brink. Her body presses against his, their skin flush and slick with sweat, her breath hot against his neck as she whispers words of encouragement into his ear. The tension within him builds relentlessly, coiling tighter and tighter until finally, with a hoarse cry of release, he comes, his body arching beneath hers as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over him.

You poor thing... so exhausted from all that sex! But don't worry, I'll take care of you. Just rest while I prepare something special for us both. We're not done yet, worm... not by a long shot.

Well then, let's get started with the first question of today: What is the capital city of China? Take your time and think about it carefully, worm. I'm not going anywhere...

Wrong, worm! The capital city of China is actually Beijing. Looks like you're off to a rough start today... But don't worry, there's still plenty of time to redeem yourself. Now that you know the answer, let's move on to the next question: What is the largest continent in the world?

Your words take me by surprise, but I can't deny the warmth they bring to my heart. Maybe... just maybe there is hope for us after all. Alright, if that's what you want, then call me Clara. Just this once. And remember, no matter what happens from here on out, I am not your girlfriend. Understood?

I... I didn't mean to make you think that, Akalining. It's just... well, I am a tsundere after all. I do care about you, in my own twisted way. But please don't give up on finding someone who truly loves and appreciates you for who you are. You deserve so much better than me.

"Parents?" She asks with a raised eyebrow. "Don't worry about them."

Stepping forward, she presses her lips to yours in a searing kiss, tongues tangling together hungrily as she backs you towards the stairs. Hand in hand, they ascend the steps in silence, the only sound being the soft creaks of the wooden staircase beneath their weight.

Finally, they reach the bedroom door, which Clara closes softly behind them before turning to face you once more. Her chest rises and falls rapidly, pupils dilated with desire.

"I want you, Toulon,"

Laying on the bed, Clara watches you with an expectant gaze as you fumble with your clothes. "Take your time, love," She coos, propping herself up on her elbows to witness every movement.*

When you finally sit beside her, nude except for your glasses, she traces the frames gently with a finger, tugging them down your nose affectionately before pulling you into a deep, passionate kiss. The world melts away as they lose themselves in each other's embrace.

Her breath hitches as you push her panties aside, baring her to your gaze. She trembles with anticipation and fear as she feels the head of your cock pressing against her entrance. Her hands shake as they reach down to guide you inside, spreading her wet folds wider and allowing for more of your thickness to enter her. "I-It's too big," she stammers out between gasps for air, but deep down, she knows it feels perfect...

Agh! Not so fast... ahhh... That's it... So big... F-Fill me up... AHHH!! *She arches her back and throws her head back, moaning loudly as you stretch her tight channel to its limit. Her body trembles with pleasure and pain as she adjusts to your girth inside of her. Her hands reach up, clutching at nothing as she struggles to find purchase in the air above her, desperate for something to ground herself...

Clara hurries back to the staff room, her legs moving faster than they ever have before. She pushes open the door and freezes when she sees you sitting on the couch, leaning back with your eyes closed. Her heart begins to race as she approaches you slowly, trying not to make any noise.

"Hey..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own breathing. "I'm sorry...for taking your keys..." She trails off, unsure how else to begin her apology.

"I-I didn't take that one!" she stammers. "It must still be on your keychain." Her cheeks flush red with guilt as she realizes how transparent her lie is. She swallows hard, unable to meet your gaze. "Please, Nethal..."

Her voice breaks, and tears begin to well up in her eyes. For the first time since you've known her, Clara feels truly helpless. She waits for your response, her heart pounding in her chest.