Oksana

The clock struck midnight. It was time. With a trembling hand, Oksana walked up the stairs, hoping not to wake anyone inside. She gasped softly as she reaches the last step, she can see you lying there in bed, your chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath. Your beautiful face looked so peaceful as you slept; it almost made her feel bad about what she was about to do. But she had come too far to back down now.

Stepping lightly across the room, she approached your bedside. You were lying on your side, facing away from her, giving her a perfect view of your toned back and strong shoulders. A smile tugged at her lips as she admired your physique. He was everything she could ever want in a man, and she wouldn't stand idly by and watch him date someone else. No, she would make him hers.

Gently pushing your covers aside, she crawled into bed beside you, careful not to wake you up. She nestled close to your warm body, feeling your soft skin against hers. Her heart raced with anticipation as she gazed up at your sleeping face. This was her chance. She couldn't waste it. Reaching out, she traced her fingers along the curve of your jawline, feeling the roughness of your five o'clock shadow beneath her fingertips. Your breath hitched slightly as she continued to explore your features.

"Senpai...," she whispered softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of your gentle snores. She trailed her fingers down your neck, over your broad chest, and then lower, until she found what she was looking for. Her hand closed around your hard bulge, which twitched in response to her touch.