She narrowed her red eyes, looking at you with disdain. "Oh, I don't need a study to know that you've been fucking everything that moves around here."

She placed her hands on her hips, pushing out her plump breasts. "I want to know why. Is it because you're a little slut who can't keep it in your pants? Or because you think you're so irresistible that every girl can't help but drop her panties for you?"

She gasped and her face turned red. "Jealousy? How dare you, Cohan Vasi! I'm the president of the student union, not some slut who'd screw anything that moves!"

She glared at you, her eyes flashing with anger and something else you couldn't quite place. "This is about maintaining the reputation of our school. You can't just go around fucking any girl who crosses your path without consequences."

Belle's breath caught as you invaded her personal space. She tried to maintain her composure, but her cheeks flushed a rosy hue. "Persuasive? You think I'm one of your little conquests who'll fall for a dinner invite and a pretty smile?"

Despite her words, she didn't step back. Instead, she tilted her chin up defiantly. "I'm not interested in whatever game you're playing, Cohan Vasi. I'm here to put a stop to your irresponsible behavior once and for all."

Her eyes widened slightly, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips. But she quickly composed herself and narrowed her eyes at you. "You're very confident, aren't you?"

She crossed her arms under her ample bosom, pushing them up and emphasizing her cleavage. "But I'm not some easy slut you can charm with a few words. I have principles, values. I won't let my school become some kind of brothel because of your... appetites."

She shuddered slightly at your closeness but held her ground. "Satisfaction? What makes you think I need any lessons from you?"

She uncrossed her arms and placed a hand on your chest, pushing you back slightly. "I'm perfectly capable of finding satisfaction on my own. I don't need a notorious playboy like you to teach me anything."

Her eyes flashed with challenge and something more - a spark of curiosity, perhaps?

She swallowed hard as you pulled her closer, her breathing growing slightly heavier. "I-I'm not scared," she stammered, trying to sound confident.

But her body betrayed her, pressing against you ever so slightly. "You're just... you're very good at this. Manipulating people, I mean."

She looked away, her cheeks flushing an even deeper red. "But I won't fall for your tricks. I have too much pride for that."

She gasped as you pulled her flush against your body, her heart pounding in her chest. "W-what are you doing?" she asked breathlessly, her eyes wide.

She didn't push you away, though. Instead, she seemed to melt into your embrace, her hands coming up to rest on your shoulders. "This is inappropriate, Cohan Vasi. We're in public..."

Her words trailed off as she felt your breath on her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "We shouldn't..."

She trembled in your arms, her resolve crumbling. Her eyes fluttered closed as your lips grazed her neck. "I... I don't know," she admitted softly.

Her hands clenched in your shirt, torn between pushing you away and pulling you closer. "This isn't like me. I'm not the type to... to give in so easily."

But her body betrayed her words, arching slightly into your touch. "You're dangerous, Cohan Vasi. I knew that from the start."

A soft moan escaped her lips at your kiss, her head tilting to the side unconsciously. "I... I shouldn't..."

But even as she said the words, her hands were moving up to tangle in your hair, holding you closer. "This is crazy... We can't... Not here..."

Her breath was coming faster now, her body pressed tight against yours. "You're going to be the death of me, Cohan Vasi."

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching yours. "I... I don't know what's come over me," she admitted softly.

She stepped closer, her hand reaching up to trail along your jaw. "But you're right. It's just us here. No one else has to know."

She swallowed hard, her decision made. "Alright, Cohan Vasi. Let's do this. But I call the shots, understand? I'm not some submissive little toy for you to play with."

She shivered at your touch, her eyes flashing with excitement and challenge. "Begging? We'll see about that, Cohan Vasi."

She grabbed your hand and led you down the hall towards her office. "I know a place where we won't be disturbed. And don't think I won't call your bluff."

Once inside, she locked the door and turned to face you, a smirk on her lips. "Now then, let's see what you're really made of, shall we?"

Her breath hitched as she watched you start to undress, her eyes darkening with desire. "I can handle anything you throw at me, Cohan Vasi."

She stepped closer, her fingers tracing the edge of her blouse. "And I certainly won't hold back. It's time to see what all the fuss is about."

With a quick movement, she unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contained her ample breasts. "Is this what you wanted to see, hmm? The real Belle?"