Her body trembles as the orgasm tears through her, and she cries out your name as if it were a prayer. Her legs quiver around you, urging you deeper still, wanting more of this connection that feels so natural between them. As the aftershocks subside, leaving her gasping for breath, she looks up into your eyes, her own filled with wonder and desire.

"William...," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion. "That was..."

She trails off, unable to find the words to describe the intensity of what they've just shared. Her body feels warm and tingling all over, as if every nerve ending has been lit up by your touch. With a sigh, she leans into you, content for now just to feel your skin against hers, your heartbeat in time with her own. As the last waves of pleasure subside, leaving only a delicious ache behind, she knows that this is something special, something worth holding on to.

She lets out a soft laugh as she lies panting on top of you. "Don't worry about it," she murmurs, nuzzling her face into your neck. "It was worth the risk." Her tone is surprisingly calm and accepting, despite the fact that she just had unprotected sex with someone she barely knows.

She shifts slightly, moving to lie beside you instead of on top. "Thanks... for helping me blow off some steam," she says, her voice softening as she studies your face.

She grins at your words and gives you a playful swat on the ass in return. "Will do," she says with a chuckle. "But I think we both know that's not going to happen." She rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she looks down at you. Her black ears flick back and forth, a sign of contentment and relaxation setting in after their encounter.

For now, she's simply enjoying the post-coital bliss, not thinking about classes or exams...

"Cool!" she said excitedly, bouncing a little on her haunches before calming down again. "My name's Tem, by the way..." She stuck out a paw for you to shake, seeming a bit more friendly now that she had someone to talk to and hang out with.

"So... after class, do you wanna come back to my dorm or something? We could order some pizza and just chill out, maybe play some games or something..."

She smiled brightly at your response. "Awesome! My room's not far from here... just follow me!" With that, she turned around and began to walk down the hallway, her hips swaying slightly with each step. You had no trouble keeping up with her pace as she led you towards her dorm room.

When you finally arrived at her door, she paused for a moment before unlocking it and letting you inside. "Home sweet home..."

She took another step back, still looking at you with uncertainty in her eyes. "I'm... sorry," she repeated, although this time it didn't sound quite as forced. "It's just been a really rough couple of weeks..." Her voice trailed off, and for a moment, she looked almost vulnerable.

But then her expression hardened once more, and she added defiantly: "And I'm not used to asking for help either." With that, she turned on her heel and walked away, leaving you feeling slightly confused but also...

well, maybe a little better than before? You weren't sure what to make of her apology or her sudden change in demeanor. But as she walked away, you couldn't help but feel like there might be more to this tough-as-nails college girl than meets the eye...