(A/N: Whoah! Another NSFW part?! Yep that's right. It's the least I can do to apologize for leaving. And that I was thinking of this while at church💀 so enjoy! I'll be adding scene visualisation through gifs to make the experience better just click the link of the gif or pic I'll be commenting on the prompts)

Y/N's Pov...

Sitting in the student council office, I tried to focus on the math problems sprawled out in front of me. The walls were adorned with posters promoting various school events, but my attention was solely on the worksheets filled with numbers and formulas.

Optinessa sat beside me, her posture perfect, exuding a calm professionalism that somehow made the whole experience feel less daunting.

“Alright, Y/N,” she said gently, her bright blue optics locking onto mine. “Let’s go over the quadratic formula again.”

I nodded, but my mind was racing. After just a few days of tutoring, I had improved, but the material still felt like a foreign language.

I couldn’t help but groan comically as I tried to comprehend the lesson.

“Why do they have to make math so complicated?” I muttered, leaning back in my chair in frustration.

Optinessa giggled softly, the sound warm and encouraging.

“I know it seems overwhelming, but you’re doing great! I’m really proud of how far you’ve come."

Her praise gave me a small boost, but it didn’t erase the annoyance gnawing at my brain.

Just a few nights ago, she had mentioned that if I passed the upcoming quiz and achieved a score worthy of the honors list, I’d get a prize. That thought inspired me more than I’d like to admit.

Taking a deep breath, I straightened my back, determination flooding my veins. “Can I try the new worksheets again? I really want to get this right.”

Optinessa’s eyes widened in surprise, but then her expression softened into a proud smile. “Of course! I believe in you.” She handed me the next worksheet before excusing herself to go to the bathroom.

As I scribbled down answers, I felt the pressure building in my chest. I was doing this not just for the prize, but for myself.

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Optinessa’s POV

After excusing myself. I stepped into the bathroom, the cool tiles grounding me as I washed my hands. A smile crept onto my face as I thought about Y/N's determination. He had come so far in just a short time, and it made me feel a swell of pride for him.

Suddenly, I remembered my promise about the surprise. My cheeks flushed a deep crimson as the realization hit me—what was I going to give him? I had no idea!

My mind raced with possibilities, but nothing felt quite right. The promise had slipped out so casually, and now it loomed over me like a giant math problem I couldn’t solve.

What if I failed to come up with something meaningful? The last thing I wanted was to let him down. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the flush on my cheeks. “Focus, Optinessa,” I whispered to myself. “You can do this. You just need to think of something special.”

In a moment of inspiration, I pulled out my cellphone and opened up Boodle. Incognito mode felt like the right choice; I didn't want anyone to see my search history.

“How… to impress a boy,” I mumbled as I typed, my cheeks flushing slightly.

As the results loaded, I scrolled through various links. Most of them were about surprising a boyfriend, which seemed like a promising start. I clicked on one that promised tips for creating a memorable surprise.

“Let’s see…” I said quietly, scanning the information. My focus narrowed as I took in the suggestions.

Some were sweet, like planning a surprise picnic or writing a heartfelt note, but others made me blink in confusion.

I found myself scrolling through advice that suggested wearing beautiful outfits, including dresses and even revealing lingerie.

My face turned beet red as I realized what they were implying. This is what people do to impress their boyfriends? I thought, feeling a mix of embarrassment and curiosity.

But I was determined to prove that I could do this on my own. Y/N deserved to feel special, and I wanted my hard work to pay off. I clicked on more links, jotting down ideas even as my cheeks burned with embarrassment at some of the more intimate suggestions.

“Maybe I’ll save the revealing outfits for another time,” I whispered to myself, focusing instead on the gestures that seemed more genuine. Each idea I noted down made my heart race with excitement and nervousness.

I couldn’t help but smile, imagining how Y/N would react to the surprise. I wanted it to be perfect. I was a warrior in battle; I could handle this. After all, if I could train to be a leader, surely I could learn how to impress the boy I liked.

"Gosh I can't believe I'm thinking of him like that.." I muttered as I walked to the door, and slightly peaked outside seeing Y/N working hard making me bite my lip.

I don't know why but..he's so attractive like this, even when he fails he keeps up with a smile and that determination..it's making my heart and somewhere else feel tingly.

With a determined nod, I continued taking notes, my face still flushed but my heart filled with hope.

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My search continued, and I found myself clicking on link after link, some more useful than others. I scrolled down the page, my mind racing with ideas, until one particular link caught my eye: “Luscious Desires.net.”

I hesitated, my heart pounding. The title seemed suggestive, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of curiosity bubble up inside me. As I clicked the link, a warning page appeared, stating that the content was for those aged 18 and older.

What is this? I thought, intrigued yet hesitant. This was the first time I had ventured this far into the depths of the internet, and the concept of adult content was completely foreign to me. My mind raced with thoughts about what I might discover.

But then I remembered Y/N, how hard he had been working lately. He had been studying with his friends and putting in the effort during our tutoring sessions, all to prove that he could succeed. He deserves a surprise, I reminded myself. If this could help me impress him, maybe I should explore it.

Taking a deep breath, I gathered my courage and clicked “Yes” to continue to the page. As the site loaded, I felt a mixture of excitement and apprehension. I was determined to find something special for Y/N, even if it meant stepping out of my comfort zone.

My eyes immediately lock onto a giant banner ad featuring a voluptuous woman in a skintight latex bodysuit, her ample assets practically spilling out. The headline above her proclaims, Introducing Our New Starlet, Scarlett Sin - 'Latex and Lace' Series.

Scrolling down, I'm greeted by a seemingly endless array of video thumbnails, each one more provocative than the last. My gaze darts from one to another, taking in the suggestive titles and tags such as.

"Busty Babysitter Seduces Innocent Teen"

"Naughty Neighbor Catches Teen Boy Masturbating"

"Step-Sister Reveals Secret Fetish During Sleepover"

"Teacher Disciplines Naughty Student With Spanking and More"

"Innocent Camp Counselor Becomes Counselor's S#x Toy"

I scrolled through the content, absorbing everything I could, my mind racing with possibilities. This is for Y/N, I reminded myself, feeling a mix of determination and embarrassment as I delved deeper into the unfamiliar territory.

Until eventually...I stumbled upon a video titled 'Surprising my boyfriend with a Paizuri after a long day of work.' the thumbnail of a picture of a girl with her breasts kneeled down.

As I start playing the video, I see a beautiful couple sitting on the couch, the guy looking exhausted from work. The girl, who seems to be the girlfriend, approaches him with a sly grin, holding a bag.

She shows the bag branded Victoria's Secret before the girl removed her blouse showing her wearing the sexy bra that barely covered her nipples as she giggles and tells him to sit down and relax, that she has a surprise for him.

She helps her boyfriend sit on the couch, undoing his pants and freeing his manhood. Her face flushes pink as she positions her breasts around his member, making sure it's nestled comfortably between her cleavage. She starts slowly sliding her breasts up and down, the sound of the man's moans filling the room as she jerks him off with her bust.

I find myself blushing along with her, my own womanhood throbbing against my thigh as I watch. I can't tear my eyes away from the lewd sight, mesmerized by the way her boobs squeeze and manipulate his manhood.

The camera captures everything in close-up, showing the details of her hands gripping the side of her breasts and her chest heaving with each movement, and her parted lips as she watches her boyfriend lose himself to the unusual stimulation. I feel a wave of arousal wash over me, my panties growing damp as I continue to watch, completely enthralled…

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As the video continues, I watch in awe as the boyfriend finally reaches his climax, his manhood pulsating and releasing a flood of love juice all over his girlfriend's face and breasts.

His cries of ecstasy echo through the room as he empties himself, the camera capturing every detail of the messy display.

The girlfriend giggles and coos, catching some of the semen on her finger and bringing it to her mouth for a taste. She then proceeds to rub the rest of the sticky liquid into her cleavage, making sure to coat her breasts thoroughly in his essence.

The sight is incredibly arousing, and I find myself mirroring her actions, imagining my own face and breasts being painted with someone's seed...probably his..

The video ends, leaving me panting heavily, my thighs squeezed shut as I feel my own womanhood tingling with a strange, newfound desire. I've never felt anything like this before - the intensity of the video the way it's awakening something primal within me. I sit there in the stall, my heart racing, trying to process the sensations coursing through my body...

Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by Y/N’s voice drifting in from outside the bathroom.

“Hey, Optinessa! I’m done with the worksheets!”

My heart skipped a beat at the sound of his voice. Quickly, I stepped out of the stall, trying to compose myself and return to my usual professional demeanor.

But as I moved, I could feel a slight tremor in my legs, a telltale sign of my nervousness. My heart was pounding heavily in my chest, and I was acutely aware of the lingering flush on my cheeks. There was a strange throbbing and damp sensation between my legs.

Focus, Optinessa,I thought, trying to steady my breath. You can do this.

With my plan finalized in my mind, I took a moment to gather myself before opening the bathroom door. As I stepped out, I couldn’t help but murmur to myself, “Y/N is going to love this.”

Confidence surged within me, a mix of excitement and determination. I was ready to show him just how much I cared, and I hoped that this surprise would convey the depth of my feelings.

With that thought fueling my resolve, I opened the door to find Y/N waiting just outside, a smile spreading across his face. I just hope he can really pass his exams so all of these aren't in vain..

Geez, the things I do for that boy...

Timeskip (The day of the Awarding Ceremony)

Y/N's Pov...

I sat nervously in the crowded auditorium, surrounded by my fellow students, as the principal, Quintessa, stood asa hologram, her voice booming through the microphone.

The large screen behind her displayed congratulatory messages and pictures of students, and I could feel my heart racing. It was finally time for the awarding ceremony, a moment I had both anticipated and dreaded.

The freshmen batch was up first, and I watched as Optinessa began calling out names for those who had achieved a 90 average.

Each name that passed felt like a weight pressing down on me. Bumblebee, sitting beside me, leaned in, her bright energy a stark contrast to my mounting anxiety.

“You’ve got this, Y/N! Just wait, I know you did well!” she encouraged, her voice cheerful, but my stomach twisted with uncertainty.

“Yeah, right,” I muttered, trying to put on a brave face. I couldn't shake the feeling of doubt creeping in as more students were called up—91s and 92s.

With each passing name, I slouched back in my seat, biting my lip in frustration. I had worked hard, but midterms had been a struggle. I could already sense the disappointment rising in me, not just for myself but for Optinessa and everyone else who had helped me prepare.

Optinessa stood at the front, poised and confident as the president of the student council, ready to hand out certificates. Her presence was commanding, yet gentle, and I admired how she carried herself.

But as Quintessa continued calling names, my hopes dwindled. I already knew I wouldn’t be among those called for honors, not with my average.

Just as I leaned further back in my chair, feeling defeated, something surprising happened.

“And now, for the high honors,” Quintessa announced, her tone changing slightly,

“we begin with an average of 95.” I closed my eyes, preparing myself for the worst, but then I heard it—my name echoing through the auditorium.

“Y/N L/N!”

I snapped my eyes open in disbelief. Gasps erupted around me, and I caught a glimpse of Bumblebee’s wide-eyed expression, followed by her ecstatic giggle.

“No way! You did it!” she squealed, clapping her hands together. I stood, still in shock, as the applause filled the air.

My classmates, including Smokescreen, Starscream, and even the usually quiet Soundwave, cheered as I made my way down the aisle.

With my heart racing, I climbed the steps to the podium, where Optinessa awaited with a proud smile. I reached out, and she handed me the certificate, her touch sending a jolt of excitement through me.

“Congratulations, Y/N,” she said warmly, shaking my hand firmly.

But it was her next words that sent my heart into overdrive. She leaned in, her voice a soft whisper just for me. “Meet me at the entrance gate of the girls’ dorm room at 9.” Then, she pulled back, a playful wink dancing on her lips.

I stood there, momentarily frozen, trying to process what had just happened. My heart raced for reasons beyond the award, my mind swirling with possibilities. This was going to be a night to remember.

Timeskip. . .

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow on the path leading to the girls' dormitory. With each step, I felt a mix of excitement and anxiety fluttering in my stomach. What kind of surprise had Optinessa prepared for me?

As I neared the entrance gate, I spotted her standing there, looking even more radiant than usual. Optinessa was dressed in a casual yet elegant dress that accentuated her figure, and a faint blush adorned her cheeks.

She stood with her hands clasped behind her back, glancing around nervously as if she was just as anxious as I was. The sight made my heart skip a beat.

“Optinessa!” I called out, walking closer, my voice tinged with nervous energy. The way she turned to look at me, her eyes brightening, made my chest swell with anticipation.

“Y/N!” she exclaimed, a wide smile breaking across her face.

“Congratulations again on your achievement today! I’m so proud of you!” Her enthusiasm was infectious, and I couldn’t help but return her smile, feeling my own nerves start to dissipate.

We spoke briefly through the bars of the gate, exchanging pleasantries and enjoying the moment. I could see the genuine happiness in her eyes, and it warmed me inside. But then, she moved with determination, her fingers deftly unlocking the gate.

Before I could react, she took my hand, a spark of electricity rushing through me at her touch. “I’m breaking one of the rules, but I really wanted to celebrate this with you,” she said, her voice low, but I could hear the excitement lacing her words.

My heart raced at the thrill of the moment as she hurriedly led me through the gate, glancing around to ensure no one saw us.

We made our way to her dorm room, and I felt a rush of adrenaline as she closed and locked the door behind us. The sound of the lock clicking into place echoed in the quiet room, amplifying the feeling of secrecy and intimacy.

The cozy space was filled with personal touches—posters, books, and the soft glow of fairy lights adorning the walls.

“Wow, your room is really nice,” I remarked, my eyes taking in the warm atmosphere. It felt safe and inviting, a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions inside me.

Optinessa blushed again, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Thanks! I wanted it to feel… comfortable. Just like this moment.” She stepped closer, the space between us shrinking, and my heart raced at the proximity.

“So, what’s the surprise?” I asked, my curiosity bubbling over as I tried to keep my voice steady.

That's when the blush on her face deepened as she brought her hands up, I could see them shaking as she pressed them on my chest..and ever so gently she pushed me back until I was seated on her bed and she looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes of hers and spoke.

"You've been..working so hard, for me and most importantly for yourself..and I keep my promises.. I hope that you enjoy my surprise.."

Here it was, the surprise. There's no doubt she thought about it as expected of Optinessa but.. I wonder what comes next as she sits between my legs.

She's fiddling with something, and before I can ask what she's doing, she reaches back and unclasps her dress letting it fall exposing her breasts covered with her bra and next she unclasps my belt and pulls down my pants and boxers in one shaky fluid motion.

She brings her breasts forward, and positions them around my member. My member erect as she slid it snugly between her cleavage before letting out a moan and looking up at me with a sultry smile.

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I let out a surprised grunt as she starts moving her breasts up and down, the cool air hitting my sensitive flesh. At first, her movements are clumsy and uncoordinated, but as she gets the hang of it, she finds a rhythm that has me groaning in pleasure.

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I look up at her, seeing the concentration on her face, her cheeks flushed pink with exertion and embarrassment. She's so shy and adorable, and the fact that she's trying to please me like this is incredibly sweet.

I reach out and gently stroke her hair, encouraging her to keep going as she gives me a boob job like nothing I've ever experienced before.

As Optinessa continues to massage my manhood with her breasts, I let out a low moan, my head falling back against the bed.

The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt before - the soft, warm flesh of her cleavage enveloping my shaft, the cool air hitting my sensitive skin, and the gentle squeezing of her breasts. I can feel my balls drawing up, my excitement building rapidly.

"Ah, fuck… Opti, you're doing great," I manage to choke out between gasps, my voice strained with pleasure. She looks up at me, her face flushed with embarrassment and pride, and asks quietly, "D-do you like it? Is it okay?"

Her innocent question sends a jolt of desire through me, and I reach out to caress her cheek. "It's amazing. You're amazing," I whisper, my hips starting to buck slightly as I get closer to the edge. She smiles shyly, her hands moving faster and more confidently between my legs.

"I-I'm glad… I want to make you happy," she stammers, her breathing heavy as she focuses on pleasuring me. I can feel my orgasm approaching, my vision blurring at the edges as I struggle to hold back.

 "Opti, I'm gonna cum," I warn her, but it's too late. With a loud groan, I explode, my manhood pulsing violently as thick ropes of semen erupt from the tip and paint her breasts and face.

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As I watch Optinessa, I'm still panting and catching my breath after her amazing performance. She's so innocent and curious, and the way she's experiencing everything for the first time is adorable.

When she takes a couple of drops of my cum in her mouth, I can't help but smile. She rolls it around her tongue, her expression a mix of confusion and fascination, before swallowing. Then, with a giggle, she pulls back and looks up at me, her face covered in my seed.

"So, that's what cum tastes like… yummy~" she says, her voice filled with childlike wonder.

I don't know if I should be worried, aroused or scared by her tone as she looked back at me, and for a moment her beautiful blue eyes flickered pink and her pupils changed into hearts.

What have I done to her?