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The first time you isekaid into love and deepspace, you were devastated. What do you mean you get to be an NPC in your favourite otome game? No minty kisses from Dr Zayne? No dancing in the rain with Rafayel? No climbing into Xavier’s skin underneath that comfortable sweater. And no slutting Sylus out all over his base until he begs for mercy. Damn, not even Caleb threatening to lock you away until he realizes the one locked in there is him?
Utter bullshit!
But on the upside, you had MC. The game rendered you as her neighbor in the opposite side of the hall and she took to you like a fish takes to water. You never questioned why. And honestly after fumbling around trying to figure a way out of the game and not revealing yourself as an imposter in case someone snatches you up, her companionship was a source of comfort to you.
She brought you treats, invited you out to game nights and after you made up some story about being "from another planet stranded here" she gave you the saddest eyes saying she had a friend in a similar position and made it her mission to show you the sights of Linkon city.
She was even sweet enough to bring back trinkets for you from her away missions that she thought you might like. Inevitably because the boys orbit around her often you got to meet everyone. Introduced as her dearest friend. And they were chill dudes. They did look at you with assessing eyes that made you feel you might get caught out any second and it turns out the threat of discovery made you less eager to be around them because they had powers of perception and you just wanted to survive long enough to go home.
You dont know when your days shifted to thinking of her constantly. Maybe because you knew her story, or maybe because she showered you with attention so thoroughly you couldnt help reciprocate as much as possible. Honestly she made the days less torturous. And your bond deepened. Constant sleep overs at the others home. You even worked up the courage to ask about the boys and from her perspective they were friends. She was very very adamant on that part.
"They're all so attractive though. Doesn't at least one of them appeal to you?" You had asked her over wine and late night conversation.
"No. Here let me get you a refill," she had quickly disappeared to her kitchen completely evading the question.
You didn’t think much of it. After all this was main story. No tender moments, no myths and definitely no spicy cards. You couldn't blame her for being neutral about it. Right? But you did feel a bit sorry for them.
With her usual high strung energy she had woken you up at 7AM on a Saturday.
"I am on leave and we are going to have so much fun today!"
"Babe come on. Nobody is this chirpy before 10 AM and coffee," you grumbled, still moving aside to let her in.
"Come on. Please? Please? There is a farmer's market at 8AM, and I want you to finally taste that spicy honey I told you about. They only come once every few months!"She grabs you by the hand and starts dragging you to your bedroom.
"Please?"
You sigh, heading for your closet.
"Fine. It is so hard to say no to you when you get like this," you smile at her sleepily, slowly stripping your clothes as you head into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later youre awake, freshly showered and dressed and out the door with her clutching your hand as she excitedly rambles about the packed itinerary she essentially tricked you into.
"You said we are going out for honey!"
"We are already outside. We might as well do everything else!"
"Next time I am not opening that door," you playfully pull on her ear.
The market is surprisingly nice. The scent of fresh foods and earthy produce mingling with the sea air. You get the honey, some fruits and even a quality cut of meat. You make your way along the streets, arms linked, she has bought you coffee which you are currently nursing while she chats away.
"Hey let's get some wine for the meat," you suggest turning towards an open supermarket.
She tells you she has to go get some things in a separate aisle and you make your way down the wine section. While you're browsing their options, someone behind you clears their throat and you turn around.
A man, fairly tall and handsome smiles at you extending his hand out.
"I just wanted to greet the pretty lady and offer my assistance. My name is John."
Ah, such an NPC name. You suppose in a world where the best men aren't glancing in your direction, it never occurred to you that others might still be capable. This was, after all, a fully functional reality. And John, in all his basic name and zero powers or tragic back story was pleasant to look at. And suddenly it occurs to you that if you're stuck here for eternity, you're gonna need to start thinking about your sex life.
You extend your hand and shake his.
"Nice to meet you John. I was just looking at wines for my friend and I," the word friend feels heavy but you ignore it. Why does it sound so wrong?
"I am happy to help. Tell me what you like." He says moving a little closer.
Just then MC appears out of nowhere, her face twisted in a scowl.
"Actually, she is okay. I can help her," her voice is tight and she is staring daggers at the man. That's new. She was in such a great mood when you parted, did something happen while she was away? You wonder to yourself.
She grabs a bottle from the shelf and holds it up to him.
"See, done. If you'll excuse us," she practically drags you away to the cashier, you're still processing her mood and John is disappearing into a blip looking equally confused.
The walk home is silent. She hasn't said a word since paying and her grip on your hand is tighter than necessary.
If something had happened, she would have told you by now. And you're worried a little she hasn't. MC is a lot of things but she is not the silent type. Maybe it's bad. She unlocks her apartment and drags you inside, making a beeline for the kitchen.
"Hey, what about the rest of the day?" You ask her carefully.
"Maybe another time." Your chest tightens. She loves being outside. She looked forward to it hours ago.
"Are you okay. Did something happen?" She doesn't answer you.
You move around the counter, gently holding her hand to stop her from unpacking the bag.
"I need you to talk to me, tell me you're okay. Please."
You notice then that her hand is shaking slightly and you hold it tighter. She finally turns to fully look at you, hurt eyes and a soft pout.
"I didn't like the way that man was... you didn't need his help."
"Okay I think he was just flirting though? It was harmless. Is that why you're upset?"
"Yes! Did you flirt back? Do you like him?"
"I don't even know him! Why does-" you cut yourself off.
Of course it matters. The realization hits you all at once. Her insistence on not dating, the amount of time she spends with you. Alone with you.
"I am an idiot," you say out loud.
"No that's not-" you press a finger on her lips and her breath hitches.
"I am the biggest idiot. You've been right here in front of me."
Your own heart is beating so wildly in your chest now. You were too caught up in being trapped. On the men you adored through a screen but couldn't have. On finding a way out. And that entire time, she was right in front of you. Pouring her love and adoration quietly. Struggling to articulate her feelings.
And you?
You had been right there with her. Happier than you've ever been. It was so obvious. Of course you had feelings for her too. Why else did you make no effort to see other people?
You slowly turn her body until she is backed up against the counter and then lean your face in until your foreheads touch, her breath ghosting along your face.
"Say... you like me," your lips brush against hers. Just barely and MC visibly shudders, her eyes closing.
"Say it." You urge her desperately. You've essentially trapped her between you and the counter, and slowly you wrap your arms around her.
"I like you."
As soon as the words leave her, you’re kissing her. Her hands move from her side to grip your hair as she returns your kiss with the same hunger. Your lips move to her neck, her collarbone and you pull her dress down by the straps the get to her chest.
She smells so nice. Like cherries and clean skin. You unclasp her bra and throw it aside, your mouth immediately latching onto a nipple. She moans softly and her hands leave your head to take off her panties.
You move back up to kiss her hungrily, tongue tangling with hers while your hands palm her breasts and teases her nipples.
"God, you're so soft," you murmur against her lips and she moves her hands down and squeezes your ass as she brings you closer to her core. Her legs open and your thigh slips right in between.
She whimpers as she grinds on you, your bare skin feeling her wetness.
"Oh baby you're feeling like this just for me?" You pull back to watch her hump your thigh, MC nods her head frantically.
"I wanted this for so long." Her movements get faster and more desperate and your insides feel like they are going to melt at how turned on she is making you.
"On the counter," you help lift her up onto it and spread her legs wide.
"So pretty baby," just as you're about to dive in, she puts a hand on your forehead.
"Shouldn't we do this somewhere else? Like the bedroom?" She suddenly feels a little shy at the way you're staring her pussy down like a meal you will relish for a long time.
"Later. I want you right here first." You slide her hand higher onto your head and lean down and lick a long stripe on her slit. Her head falls back and your own pussy throbs in want.
"Mmmm" she moans a little, hips bucking up into your awaiting mouth.
"Pretty and sexy," you kiss her clit affectionately before eating her out again. You're very thorough. You tongue moves fast, flicking and swirling. You push two of your middle fingers and massage her g-spot as you suck on her. Your free hand keeps her one thigh wide open.
MCs cries get louder and longer, her peak inching closer and closer with every combined stroke of your fingers and tongue. She finally comes, stomach convulsing as she gushes into your eager mouth and you lap her up. You bring your fingers to your lips and suck them clean.
"You're okay baby?" You help her climb down the counter. You get undressed until youre full naked and lead her by the hand to her bedroom.
The two of you make out again and finally part when you're feeling breathless. She climbs on top of you, spreading your legs wide apart and lowering herself onto you. The moment your sensitive flesh makes contact with hers, she starts scissoring you, your one leg thrown over her shoulder and her hand gently rests on your throat. The room is filled with sound of your combined pleasure. Every rub of her clit onto yours sends shivers down your spine and your hips move up to meet her halfway.
You go through two orgasms back to back from the friction but she doesn't let up. Her grip on your thigh tightens and the mess between your bodies has you both moving with ease. She drips onto you while you do the same to her. She bends you in half when she reaches down to kiss you, swallowing your moans and whimpers while grinding down on you.
"I'm gonna..." She doesn't finish that thought as she trembles above from her intense orgasm, finally releasing your leg to collapse on top of you, spent and a little sweaty.
You gently pat her head and stroke her back. Your eyes closed and you listen. Her heart is hammerimg against your chest while her breathing slows down.
" Do you feel better now?" You tap her on her lower back gently.
"Much better," MC answers, burying her face deep into your neck and sucking hickies into it.
"Guess the rest of today is cancelled then." You fall asleep with her weight holding you down.