"NOOOO!" You leap out of your chair in rage as you see your cute character plunge into the lava.
"I was CREW!!"You sit back in resignation as the Defeat screen pops up, and everyone clamors in surprise. You are about to go back to the lobby for another one before you check the time. 8 PM. Damn, I streamed longer than I planned to. I should probably end this now. Your chat begs for another game, but you're exhausted, and you want to have some time to relax and hang out with your new housemates.
"Alright everyone, I had fun, but I think I'm gonna go now. I'll see you in the next one!" You throw a little salute before ending the stream. You stand up, feeling your joints crack under the motion. Shit, I really need to take breaks. For next time, I guess. You leave your computer and hear towards the kitchen for a meal. You open the fridge to find it empty. Followed by a drawer, and another, and two more. Your eyebrows shoot up in bewilderment, and you hear a voice behind you; "Oh yeah, we don't really have much here. We usually just order takeout. But tonight, we really don't have anything because we're using everything for the party." You turn around to see Toast, but now a new question is on your mind.
"What party?"
"Uh... the party we're hosting for your acceptance into OTV."
"Wait... that's today?"
"Wow... well hopefully you have some appropriate clothes. I can lend you some if not. It's not too big of a deal, but every single one of our friends is coming. You're gonna be meeting a lot of people tonight." Seemingly as a forethought, he adds in, "Including a lot of hot ladies!" Ah, classic Toast. "Oh, and by the way, our heating broke, so make sure you grab some extra blankets tonight."
You get some semi-formal clothes from Toast and throw them on, along with some of your best cologne. You practice your charming remarks in the mirror and hype yourself up to boost your confidence. When you exit the bathroom, you're surprised to see a collection of voices coming from the living room. You make your way toward the room, and swing the door open.
"AYY! The man of honor has arrived! And looking snazzy, might I add," Toast cheered, winking at that last comment.
You go around, making an effort to meet everyone. All the guys look handsome, and the girls look stunning. You feel out of place amongst such wealthy, successful, and attractive people, but everyone is so nice, and they make you feel at home. After settling down with a drink, Imane comes over to you, wearing a beautiful dress. Your throat clenches as you fear that you might have to have an awkward conversation about what happened that morning, but she completely smoothes over the topic, and you talk for a while about other things. You get to know her really well, and she tells you all about her life, profession, and friends. You find that you love her personality even more than you thought, and you share many good laughs together.
In the midst of your conversation, you realize that the room suddenly became quieter. You and Imane look around, realizing that everyone was staring at the entrance. You turn your head, and your eyes nearly pop out of your skull.
Standing at the entrance was Rae, known online as Valkyrae, a well-known Youtube streamer. But it wasn't her profession that made everyone's jaw drop. Her hair was done up in a beautiful yet simple bun, and she wore a gorgeous, low-cut sequin dress that sliced open at the bottom to reveal her smooth legs. She looked around, then turned red with embarrassment as she quietly said, "Oh shit... I think I may have overdressed." But just as quickly as she turned red, she embraced it and yelled, "But who cares! We're here to PARTY!" Everyone raises their glass and cheers in agreement. You still couldn't take your eyes off Rae, and soon enough, she made eye contact with you. Seeing you with Imane, she immediately strolled over to give you and Imane a warm hug. You soon learned that she and Imane were best friends, and after Imane told her how much she had gotten to know you and like you, Rae instantly warmed to you. She didn't hesitate to express her appreciation for you as a content creator and as a person, and her constant flow of compliments and appreciation made you love being around her. You three chatted for an hour, drinking more and more alcohol. You made sure you didn't get too drunk, but Imane didn't take such a precaution. As the party went on into the early hours of the following morning, Imane was too fatigued and decided to go to bed. As a result, it was just you and Rae. You continued chatting well into the night, nearly forgetting about everyone else.
As people start to shuffle out and go home, those sober enough to maintain their senses said goodbye to you as they left. But once every last person left, Rae was the only guest left in the house. Lily tried to go up to Rae and invite her to call a cab, but all of a sudden, she seemed too drunk to comply. Wait, what? She wasn't this drunk a minute ago when we were chatting... But you don't say anything. Lily's attempts to get Rae into a cab are futile, and Rae practically falls asleep in her arms. You and Lily decide to just let her sleep on the couch.
"I can stay with her tonight. You go to sleep." Lily sighs, resignedly accepting her fate.
Damn, that sucks.
Out of politeness, you say, "I can stay with her if you're tired."
She looks at you with a look of temporary gratitude, but she quickly covers it up.
"Well, if you insist!", she says, before happily skipping off.
I didn't insist... Oh well. Seeing Rae passed out on the couch, you mutter to yourself, "Well, I guess I'm stuck with you tonight." You're about to leave to get a blanket, but your thoughts are interrupted by a voice you didn't expect to hear:
"That's not so bad, right?"
Startled, you look back at her. She looks drowsy and tired, but she hadn't been sleeping.
"I see you're not as drunk as it seemed. But why did you pretend to be sleeping?"
"Well... I kinda just wanted to spend the night..."
"Here?"
She turns away quickly, but not before you see a blush spreading across her face. You grab a pair of blankets and hand one to her. She quickly curls up on a couch, and you take cover on an adjacent one.
Why does she want to stay here?
But the partying and chatting had completely drained you, and you would love to be whisked off to sleep.
"It's... really cold..." You hear a quiet voice coming from across you, and you see Rae shivering under the blanket.
Ah shit. I forgot. And of course, it had to be today of all days.
"Yeah, our heating broke. Do you want my blanket?"
"No, I can see you're cold, too." She was right, and you hadn't even noticed yourself curled up into a ball.
"There's enough space here for you too. Let's keep each other warm."
You quickly comply, the cold numbing your mind and forcing your body into action. You get out from your blanket and crawl underneath her blanket. Almost instantly, your collective body heat warms both of you up, and you both sigh in contentment. You are about to relax and finally get to sleep, when you realize how close you are to Rae. Your faces are mere inches apart, and you look her in the eyes, realizing that she's having the same thoughts. Her eyes are beautiful and combined with the effect of alcohol and exhaustion, you feel yourself getting lost in them. They seem to be getting bigger, and bigger, and bigger... before finally, your foreheads touch as you both realize you had been leaning into one another.
Rae immediately blushes, and your slightly alcohol-infused mind can't take it anymore. You place one hand on her chin and bring her lips onto yours. After a brief moment, she kisses back, quickly ramping up the intensity from a soft, gentle kiss to a passionate, fiery one.
You eventually pull away, surprised at how alert she seemed to be for someone as drunk as she was. Her eyes are filled with a pristine clarity, and she reads your mind as she remarks, "I'm not drunk. I just pretended to be. I..." Her voice trails off, so you continue it for her: "Because you wanted to stay...", you add, before she finally spits out the final words: "With you. I wanted to stay with you."
After a brief moment of understanding, you push your lips onto hers once more with passion, and she responds in kind. The tensions of the night melt away as you lay in each other's arms. You love how it feels to have her arms wrapped around you, and you close your eyes to take in the pleasure. You swap saliva as your hands explore each other's bodies. Your clothes slowly get unbuttoned and unzipped, and you run your hands over every one of her beautiful curves. You feel her lips pulling away and the blankets being thrown off, leaving you feeling cold. But the warmth instantly returns, as you open your eyes to see that Rae had straddled you, cupping your face in her hands as she leaned into you.
She started grinding her hips slightly back and forth as your tongues danced back and forth. She was too strong, and you eventually gave up. Her tongue explored your mouth, as one of her hands went down to your groin, where she slipped her delicate fingers through your underwear to grab your already-hard penis. She was a fiery kisser, but her handjob was even more passionate. You almost felt yourself getting close to orgasm from the speed and intensity of it.
Your efforts to take control are subdued, and you're getting impatient. You slip your hand down her unbuttoned pants and immediately aim for her clit. As soon as your finger makes contact and starts rubbing the sensitive spot, she releases a moan so loud it could wake up the city. But it worked, and her tongue stops.
You immediately take advantage, kissing deeper into her mouth as you both bring each other to the brink of orgasm. You both revel in the feeling you are giving each other, but you both know it's not enough. You finally shed the remainder of your clothing before she starts straddling you once more.
With no patience for any more foreplay, she slips your cock inside of her. You both crane your necks in pleasure as she slowly starts sliding up and down, adjusting to the girth.
As soon as she does, you grab her hips and start to slam into her as she does her best to keep with your pace. Your mind is consumed by pleasure, and you pay no heed to how animalistic you might look. You both want, no, need, an orgasm. So you quicken your pace.
The way her wet folds tighten around you as she slides up and down is like nothing you've ever experienced, and you can tell from the look on her face that she's never felt something like this before either. You grope her sizeable breasts, slightly squeezing her nipples, and you break the kiss to lean over and suck on one. She grabs your hair in response, pulling you in even closer. You reach around to feel her toned, athletic ass, which somehow felt firm and bubbly at the same time.
Filipina bodies. Incredible.
She leans back, exposing the rest of her chest to you, and you don't hesitate.
While your lower halves are engaging in rough, quick fucking, you leave a trail of soft kisses up her breasts and to her neck, where you suck hard, causing her to moan once again. She quickly responds, kissing down your neck and toward your chest, her soft lips creating a heavenly sensation as her hair, having fallen from its bun long ago, gently tickles your skin. You feel yourself getting closer, and you both share a mutual look. There's no turning back now.
In one final thrust, you blow your load deep inside of her, as her walls clamp down on your penis. You ride out your orgasm together, clutching each other's bodies close as you buck your hips into each other for the last time. Once the waves of pleasure subside, Rae stands up slowly. Both of you, tired and panting, clutch at each other as you lay back down.
"I guess we won't be needing blankets tonight," she seductively quips.
You chuckle and open your arms for her to cuddle with you. She huddles down onto your chest as you lay down on the couch, encompassed in each other's warmth.
What a beautiful night. And a beautiful woman.
You contentedly stare up at the ceiling, ready to fall asleep in this woman's arms.
...
And then you hear footsteps.
You immediately realize how dangerous of a situation you are in, and try to cover yourself and Rae, who'd already fallen asleep, with a blanket. But you're too late, and you hear a feminine voice behind you, one you recognize as the one you had spoken to for so long that same night.
Her voice filled with rage, she cold-bloodedly whispers, "First me, now my best friend, huh?"