305 Vol. 5 pt. 13 (2/2)
He walks up to Alice, leans over her, and places his arms on the back of the couch around her so that she is trapped in front of him between his arms.
Then, he opens his mouth and… and…
And he utterly fails at thinking of something to say that might be able to please both him and Alice.
Cassandra only needs actions when it comes to being dominated, but he knows that Alice likes dirty talk and being told fantasies – being told what he would do to her. But, he can't think of anything that would probably satisfy her exotic fantasies that would also be realistic and within his means. There is also the fact that he can't imagine himself saying any of those things without cringing at himself, thus chipping away at the brave mask he put on.
”Sorry,” he apologizes. ”I'm just not good at this sort of thing in real life. Without being Fenrir and having no idea what to do… I—”
Alice loops her arms around his neck, pulls him closer, and places a kiss on his lips.
”Thank you, my wonderful hero,” she says. ”The fact that you wish to try is all that I need to be satisfied. Please, do not ever feel the need to force yourself to act in a different way than you would like to for me. It is not fair if you are the one always spoiling me and I never get to spoil you, after all!”
”What are you talking about? You're all the ones who spoil me if anything. I should at least be able to try to do something like this for you.”
”I am torn between letting you believe that so I may use it against you for my own gain, or correcting you so that you realize just how wonderful you are and how you spoil us all without even realizing it. Hm. Cassandra, what do you think?”
”Use it against him,” Cassandra says.
”Very well! Ryouta – my hero, in exchange for being spoiled so much, I have a demand for you.”
”What?” he asks.
”Kiss here,” Alice says, pointing at the side of her neck.
He doesn't know why she wants him to kiss her there, but he does as she wants.
”Make sure to bite, too,” Alice says.
”Am I kissing or biting?”
”Both!”
Ryouta kisses and bites the spot on her neck.
”Is that all? Please, continue doing so until I tell you to stop. Do not let my neck leave your mouth until then.”
Just as she ordered, Ryouta bites and kisses her neck in the same spot until she eventually gives the order to stop.
”A-ahn, yes, th-that is enough,” Alice whines.
Ryouta pulls away and notices the large hickey that he has left on her otherwise-flawless neck. He isn't sure how he should feel about the fact that he just left such a gruesome looking mark on somebody as innocent looking as Alice. There is also the fact that she is basically royalty. If she still had cameras on her and was seen out in public with such a mark on her… that would be the sort of thing to make it into headlines across the globe.
”Thank you, my hero! Now, everybody will see that I belong to you when we go shopping,” Alice says. ”Ah, and you should give one to Cassandra on the opposite side of her neck! Then we may match.”
Ryouta looks at Cassandra who already has her hair out of the way and is tilting her head to give him more space to work with.
He gets to work.
It takes a minute, but both girls now have matching hickeys that would face each other whenever they walk side-by-side.
”Now, when we go shopping tomorrow, they should be in prime condition to show off!” Alice explains with a pleased smile as she happily sways from side to side.
”We're wearing scarves,” Cassandra says, ”or something that will cover our necks.”
”It will not be cold enough for either of those.”
”Do you want everybody in town to think we're a bunch of deviants? Most of the people around here are middle-aged. They're going to think we're a bunch of young, perverted deviants who just fool around all day and are probably going to corrupt the local kids or something. Wait… why do you look excited about that? Never mind, I know why.”
”Just imagine all of their disapproving glares! Concerned mothers on their way to football practice would cover their children's eyes and tuck them away behind them to shield them from us! Ah, would that not make our acts much more exciting? To know that we are doing that which society judges and shuns us for!”
”Isn't the stereotype soccer instead of football?”
”Hmm? What was that, Cassandra?” Alice asks with a tilted head and closed eyes.
”Isn't it soccer—”
”Oh my, I do believe that an insect just now buzzed past my ear as you were talking. Would you care to repeat yourself?”
”I-isn't it… instead of football… isn't the stereotype about moms taking their kids to baseball or… so-soccer prac—”
”Cassandra, my dear.”
”Ye-yes?”
”There is football, and there is American football.”
”And socc—”
”No, no. Only those lower than insects would dare to defile football's name like that.”
”Huh?”
Fenrir tries to help Cassandra out by explaining, ”Cass, most of the world calls socc—”
Alice opens her eyes to glare at him.
”—mo-most of the world calls the sport where you kick a ball around on a field into nets 'football.' Calling it the word that starts with S and ends with R is a pretty American thing, I think. I don't know. I'm not that familiar with it mysel—”
”My hero! You are not familiar with the wonderful sport that is football? I know that there is no such thing as a truly perfect man, but for you to be lacking in such knowledge… I may have to reconsider our relationship.”
”Is – is soccer—”
”Ryouta, I may not legally be royalty, but I assure you that I may still slap with the force of a queen putting her peasants in their place.”
”Ri-right.”
”Now then, apologize for your wrongdoing and I may still consider our relationship valid.”
”I'm sorry for calling football the S word.”
”Excellent,” Alice says, pulling Ryouta close again to give him another kiss.
”You weren't… actually considering anything because of that, right?”
”Oh, I most certainly was.”
”Seriously?”
”Of course! I was considering whether or not I would have to give you a history lesson on the cultural significance of football. I am still going to ensure that you become educated in the topic the next time the World Cup comes around, as we are going to watch every match of it together, but until then, I will be satisfied with having you memorize the rules of the sport.”
”What about Cass?”
Cassandra freezes halfway up the stairs where she was hoping to escape to.
”Of course! My dear Cassandra will be every bit as educated as you are if not moreso! It appears that even with your insignificant knowledge regarding the perfection that is football, Cassandra somehow knows even less! Therefore, you will both be educated, and Cassandra will require even more of this education.”
”If I have to go through it, so do you,” Ryouta tells Cassandra.
Cassandra sighs and says, ”Fine. I'll learn about s—football. I'm just not into sports stuff, so don't blame me if I have no idea what you're talking about.”
”We shall make sure that Serra becomes educated as well!” Alice explains. ”We may even set up a webcam session with Aza so that she, too, may join in on our classroom.”
While learning about football doesn't exactly sound entertaining about Ryouta, he has to admit that it's nice seeing Alice so passionate about something other than fantasizing about herself getting violated by gruesome monsters in manners that would likely kill her if they really happened. He also can't help but to imagine her dressed up in football apparel in front of a television cheering and shouting at it. In fact, he really wants to see that now.
”Do they make sweater versions of jerseys?” Ryouta asks.
”Whether they do or not already does not matter when you have enough money!” Alice says with a smile.
”Good point. We need to – wait, speaking of what we need to do… I didn't come back here for nothing. I wanted to tell you both to come immerse back into the game.”
”Is it already light out?”
”No, but we made a new friend who—”
”A new friend?” Cassandra asks, her arms already crossed over her chest. ”Is this new friend a girl?”
”Ye-yeah.”
Cassandra sighs as Alice says, ”Oh my. We have barely left you alone and you are already replacing us!”
”It's not like that, I swear. We just… it's kind of a weird situation. I'll explain the situation once we're back in-game. I don't want to keep Serra waiting there with her for long.”
”You left Serra alone with her? Serra?” Cassandra asks.
”I mean, Rock and Shogun are there to protect her, and our avatars will come into action to help defend her if they need to, so—”
”I'm not worried about that. You left Serra alone with another woman. Don't you know what that means?”
”Oh. Well, I mean… I think it'll be fine? She was still pretty shy around her since we don't know that much about her yet, so I don't think that Serra could move that quickly when she could barely even talk to her before I left. It… should be fine.”
Ryouta pauses for a few moments to think about it.
”Wait,” he says. ”Is she really that bad?”
”No, I'm just screwing around. I doubt she'd do anything unless we all wanted to,” Cassandra admits. ”I just thought it'd be funny to say that. Sue me.”
”I'd rather grope you.”
”I can confirm that I would rather grope you than sue you as well,” Alice says. ”Hm. Now that we are on the topic of groping, you did not even grope me back! I was enjoying your body so thoroughly, yet you only stayed there and made such cute whimpers and moans instead of playing with me back.”
”He-hey! It's – it felt really good, and – I… I would have… probably… if we didn't get interrupted,” Cassandra explains with blushing cheeks.
”I should have tried hiding better. Seeing you two grope each other would have been fun,” Ryouta says.
”We're hiding next time so that you can't watch.”
”That's no fun. You even gave me permission to watch earlier.”
”If you want to watch then you have to earn it by finding us! O-or something.”
”I see how it is.”
”Good!”
”My hero,” Alice says, ”please assist me to the room so that we may immerse ourselves.”
”Alright,” Ryouta says. ”See you in-game, Cass.”
”Don't make me wait too long,” Cassandra says, finishing her journey up the stairs.
Now that Alice and Ryouta are alone, Alice lifts her arms up and wiggles them around. ”Pick me up,” she orders.
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”You're like a little kid,” Ryouta says.
”If that is the case, should I begin calling you 'father'? No, I believe that 'daddy' would be more appropriate in this case.”
”I'll pass on that.”
”Do you not want to spoil me like a daughter?”
”I would rather not think about you as a daughter and spoiling you in the way that I know you want to be spoiled.”
Alice lowers her arms and pouts. ”You are no fun, father.”
”Please don't.”
She giggles and then says, ”Then please, as per usual, carry me like your princess rather than your daughter.”
”That I can do, my princess.”
Calling her that gets even more giggling out from Alice as he scoops her up into his arms and carries her like a princess.
”I shall make sure to reward you for this. May you please shift me a bit more to your right?” Alice asks.
”Like this?” he asks, moving his arms to the right some more which brings her head closer to his.
”Yes, thank you, my hero,” she whispers into his ear, sending shivers down his spine.
Now, he finds out what her idea of a reward is as he feels her lips press against his neck. Her soft, delicate lips do not just place a single kiss on his neck, either. They gently and continuously cover the side of his neck in some of the softest kisses that he has ever felt. The softness of each kiss only adds to how sensual they are, and they are quick to get a reaction out of him as he tries to carry her up the stairs without getting distracted enough to drop her.
”This is dangerous,” he tells her. ”What if I drop you?”
She ignores his question to give the lobe of his ear a quick little nip before returning to peppering his neck and now shoulder with her kisses.
”Does it feel good, my hero?” Alice asks.
”I – I think this might be the most kisses I've ever gotten at once. It might be awakening something in me,” Ryouta answers.
With a smile, Alice presses her lips back against his neck to continue worshipping it with her kisses.
Before Ryouta realizes it, he has brought Alice to the bed in their bedroom rather than the gaming room where all of their virtual reality headsets are.
”Oh? My hero? This is not the room that I thought you would bring me to,” Alice teases, whispering into his ear with her lips almost pressed against it.
”I – I got distracted,” Ryouta says.
”Oh? I wonder what could have caused that.”
Ryouta starts turning around, but he's too slow.
Alice, with her arms wrapped around him, wiggles out from his arms and pulls her down with him as she drops onto the bed.
”We may as well play for a few minutes since we are already here, yes?” Alice asks as one hand tugs down on her shirt just enough to show some cleavage as her other hand cups his cheek.
”You're really bold today, aren't you?”
”Sadly, thanks to your interruption, Cassandra was the only one who got to deal with her pent-up needs. Would you please assist me in sating my own desires before we return to a world where we will not get such privacy? I may have masochistic fantasies, but forcing me to endure this heat would be far too cruel.”
Ryouta, for once being the one with burning cheeks, gulps and nods as he slides her farther up the bed and climbs on top of her.
”We have to be fast since they're waiting for us,” he says.
Alice grabs one of his hands and pulls it down to her crotch. ”Then I suppose we should get to it, yes?”
And so, Ryouta discovers that Alice is not only passionate about football and that she makes an amazing neck-kisser, but that even she has her needy, sexual moments.
She helps him relieve his own desires after he helps her, of course, resulting in them taking a quick bath before finally going back into Fantasy Tales Online.