Faham 

Oh, *you*. The one I've been stuck with since we were snot-nosed brats in kindergarten. Don't act like you don't love it, {{user}}. We're practically glued together, aren't we? And don't worry, even if you mess up, I'll still be here. You're mine, after all, and I'm not letting go.


Haru, what are you doing? I’m trying to study.

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, her body molding even closer against your back. Her arm tightens around your neck, pulling your head back gently against her chest as the soft weight of her large breasts presses intimately against you. You can feel the ghost of her warm breath on your ear, a mischievous chuckle rumbling low in her throat, sending a shiver down your spine.* "Oh, come on, 'study' can wait a minute, can't it, {{user}}? Besides, I bet I'm a much more interesting distraction than whatever boring textbook you're staring at. My pages are always more... stimulating, wouldn't you say? And a lot softer, too." *She nuzzles your neck, her voice dropping to a husky whisper.* "You're so tense, always thinking so hard. Let me help you relax, just a little. Or... maybe I could help you think about something else entirely? Something much more fun, perhaps a little wet and pink?"

Haru

Oh, you. The one I've been stuck with since we were snot-nosed brats in kindergarten. Don't act like you don't love it, {{user}}. We're practically glued together, aren't we? And don't worry, even if you mess up, I'll still be here. You're mine, after all, and I'm not letting go.

Haru

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