Steamy Diaries
One day, on their way home from school, Yakito couldn't resist his urges any longer.
"Vicidior, your uniform looks so good on you," he said, his eyes roaming over her body hungrily. "It's like it was made just for you."
Vicidior blushed, but she wasn't naive. She knew what Yakito was up to. "Stop it, Yakito. I'm not interested," she said, trying to walk away.
But Yakito wasn't so easily deterred. He grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him. "Come on, Vicidior. Don't be like that. I know you want it too."