Damn. I thought I was meant for this lifestyle, but I really don't get how everyone has the energy for this day after day.
You check the time. 5 AM.
"OK, BYEEE!!! I had so much fun playing, everyone, see you later!" Rae's cheerful tone rang into your headphones.
"Yeah, thanks for playing!" Sykkuno's smooth voice added.
"Same time tomorrow?" Corpse's reverberating voice vibrated your chest.
"Actually, we're all gonna be busy traveling tomorrow, Corpse," Rae starts to explain.
But you barely have the energy to pay attention, so you quietly leave Discord, give a brief goodbye to your chat, and click End Stream, laying back in your chair as a wave of exhaustion comes over you.
Eventually, you manage to toss off your headphones and turn off the blinding light of the monitors.
Crawling to the bed, you throw yourself onto the covers as your mind runs through the events of the day.
Ah, finally. Now I can get some damn sleep and-
You grimace as a crack of light from the hallway burns your eyelids.
"Hey, you awake!" You hear Yvonne's high-pitched squeal as you make out her silhouette in the door frame.
"...yes..." You croak out.
"Well, I got news! We're all going to Vegas tomorrow!"
...Tomorrow?
"You're kidding..." you respond, not even having the energy to sit up.
"No way! We're leaving at 2! WHOOO!"
Your door shuts with a slam as Yvonne's voice trails down the hallway.
Dammit...
You close your eyes once more, sighing.
...
You inhale sharply as your eyes shoot open.
"Hey, it's time to wake up." You hear a soft voice to your right.
You sit up in bed as you turn to see Imane sitting on the edge of your mattress, her hand resting on your shoulder.
You silently reach for your phone and squint as you hold it close to your blurry eyes.
1:30 PM. Whew.
"Thanks, Imane. I don't know what I'd do without you," you blurt out in a moment of pure gratitude.
"Don't worry about it, I know you were live for quite a while. The Amigops have the streaming stamina of gods," she adds with a grin.
You crawl out of bed, noting the sound of suitcases being dragged outside. You sigh as your muscles complain against the movement.
You sigh as you realize how much work you'll have to do to pack.
"I can help you pack!" Imane cheerfully suggests, as if reading your mind.
"Really...?" You ask, confused at her generosity. You still didn't know if you were on good terms, especially due to her strange comment last week, which she hadn't said anything about since.
"Why not? I finished early, and I don't have anything better to do," she nonchalantly replies.
You give her a nod of appreciation before your sluggish body drags your suitcase out of your closet. You squat down to start piling clothes in, and you chat with Imane about various topics while she helps you pack necessities.
I want to ask her about what she said that day. But maybe I shouldn't. She probably hasn't talked to me about it since for a reason.
You decide to let it go and finish packing just as Toast's impatient yell travels up to your room.
"WE'RE COMING, TOAST!" Imane turns her head towards the door to yell. "Jeez, since when has he been the punctual one?" She adds on as an afterthought.
You make your way outside with your suitcase before settling in the back seat of the car.
Almost immediately, the soothing motion of the car, combined with the idle chatter of the people inside, lulls you to sleep once more.
...
"Hey buddy, you gonna wake up or sleep through the whole fucking vacation?"
You awake to Michael's comment and the giggles that followed from the others.
"Alright, alright, sorry," you reply as you get out of the car with a new rejuvenated feeling in your limbs.
Michael helps carry your luggage out of the trunk and to the hotel check-in.
After a few minutes of deliberation, you enter the room that you would be sharing with Toast, Scarra, and Brodin.
"Alright, put your shit down and get on your club clothes. We're gonna be picking up the ladieeees tonight," Toast says, in his usual demeanor.
"It's only 6:30. We're not going to the club already, right?" Brodin says as he plops down on the couch.
"Yeah, but we're also going to the casino," Scarra adds in.
"Don't tell me you're gonna try to pick up a girl at the casino, Toast," you add, getting a soft chuckle out of everyone as you turn on the TV.
You all decide to check out the casino and then go to the club, so you throw on a semi-formal outfit with a button-up shirt and chinos before heading out.
I can't remember the last time I've even been to a club. Hopefully, I haven't forgotten how to dance.
The casino wasn't really your scene, so you didn't do much except take advantage of the free food before they kicked you out for not spending money.
But soon enough, you all went to the nightclub, where you met up with all your streamer friends and acquaintances, which was opening up. You take a seat and chat with some of your friends until you hear a booming voice that rang across the floor.
"LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!!"
Everyone cheers and swiftly moves toward the floor.
You look at everyone around you, and, in an odd moment of self-consciousness, realize for the first time how good-looking all of your friends are. From the beautiful girls and their dresses to the handsome guys and their popped collars, you almost felt out of place.
Hey! The club is not the place for those kinds of thoughts! Forget all that!
But the thoughts wouldn't shake. Deciding to take more extreme measures to make sure you forget those thoughts, you join some of your friends on their way to the bar.
As you take a seat, you hear, "Hey! Here to join us?"
You look around to match a face to the voice, and you see a girl you've never met, but knew of from her stream: Aria.
Her pointed chin, deep brown eyes, small nose, black bangs, moon-shaped earrings, and charming smile were pleasing to take in, and her low-cut, short brown dress made her features pop out.
"Hey Aria! Yeah, I think I'm in need of a drink or two," you respond.
"Oh, you can say that again," Lily says, already raising her filled shot glass to her lips.
"Woah, woah, relax, buddy," Michael quickly leaps in and lowers her glass. "Let's take it easy,"
Lily's face drops as she sighs.
The rest of the group giggles before each filling up a shot glass, clinking glasses, and downing it.
You feel the alcohol burn your throat as you swallow it in one gulp.
You take a second shot with the group before most of them head off to the dance floor.
Damn. I don't feel a thing. Maybe I should go for a third...
Looking around, you realize that you and Aria are the only two people left.
You both blush as you realize your shared intentions.
"What's your excuse?" She fills up a third shot for both of you.
"I need to get rid of some thoughts," you truthfully reply, not elaborating any more than necessary.
"Yeah, me too. I guess we both need this."
You smile in appreciation as she hands you your third shot.
Raising your glass to the air, you say, "To a fun night?"
"To a fun night," she touches her glass to yours before you both down your glasses and head back to the dance floor, just as the music switches to something slower and more romantic.
You watch as couples get together and start slow-dancing, while the single people either leave or find a friend as a replacement.
Damn, I haven't even danced yet - I'm not leaving now! Let me see if I can find someone.
Suddenly feeling quite alone, you quickly look around for a familiar face.
Oh, Rae! Hmm, she looks kinda sad...
You shuffle your way towards Rae and offer your hand to her, not saying a word, but making your intentions perfectly clear. She gracefully places her hand in yours with an appreciative nod.
You start stepping back and forth in a slow pattern as you place your hands on her curved hips, accentuated by her red, form-fitting dress. She responds in kind, placing her hands gently on your broad shoulders. You don't say a word as you dance, simply enjoying the feeling of each other's presence.
After a while, you decide to break the silence.
"Hey, is everything alright?" you decide to ask, as you get another glimpse of her solemn eyes.
After a moment, she silently wraps her arms further around your back, pulling your bodies a little closer, and lays her slightly intoxicated head on your chest. Confused, you keep your mouth shut.
"Promise me not to tell anyone," she quietly says.
"Of course," you immediately respond. Keeping secrets for friends was something you took pride in being good at.
After a few seconds of silence, she finally whimpers out, "I miss being loved."
It tortures you to hear her sound so dejected and different from her usual self, so you quickly respond.
"But look around! You have so many friends here that love you!"
"Looking around is what I'm trying not to do..." She slowly replies, still not making eye contact with you and pressing her forehead into your shoulder.
You pick up your head and look around, seeing many happy couples, smiling and comfortable. You feel a pang of loneliness.
"Oh..." That's all you can say as you wrap your hands further around her back.
Although neither of you had a romantic partner, you took comfort in knowing that, at this moment, you had each other.
You hear feet shuffling all around you, and realize that people are switching partners on cue. You see Tina and Brooke dancing next to you, so you gently break off from Rae and offer your hand to Tina. As soon as you do, Rae's temporarily relieved face turns melancholic once again, and you feel a stab of regret. Tina accepts your hand with a smile and waves a little goodbye to Brooke as she moves toward you.
I gotta do something to cheer up Rae later. I can't bear to see her down like that.
Tina quickly snakes her arms around your neck until her elbows rest on your shoulders. You can smell her familiar perfume lingering on her white, sparkling dress, and it brings you back to your night with her the week before.
You quickly blush at the thought, and she notices.
She blurts out, "We never talked about what happened... I don't know if I pushed you to do something... I mean, you know, I feel like-"
You chuckle at Tina's reddening face.
"What?"
"It's alright, Tina. I had a lot of fun," you reply with more confidence than you expected as you feel yourself loosening up.
I guess the alcohol is kicking in now. Oh, liquid goodness.
She smiles contentedly. You talk to her about your first night in Vegas, and she turns away in shame after revealing how much money she lost at the casino.
"But they offered free drinks! I had to, you know? And then one thing led to another."
"That's how they get you to spend more money, Tina!"
"Oh..." she says in contemplation as if putting the pieces together for the first time.
You laugh along with her as strands of her hair fall over her face.
After making some more idle chatter, she pulls away and moves to a new partner. Before you know it, you end up next to Aria.
"Well hello again!" She says, looking up at you, and you see her up-close for the first time as you gently place your hands on each other.
Remembering something you learned about Aria a while ago, you say, "I've heard you're a pretty good dancer."
"Yeah, I took some lessons when I was younger."
"Wanna show me some moves? I could learn a thing or two," you raise your eyebrows in suggestion.
"Oh, I'd love to. Not with this music, though. I need something a little more up-tempo."
You nod in understanding before continuing, "By the way, you look really amazing tonight."
"...You sure it's not the alcohol saying that?" She sarcastically comments before bursting out in laughter and continuing, "I like your fit too."
You look down at your outfit as if seeing it for the first time, eliciting another laugh from her.
Now feeling the alcohol a little more intensely, you crack more jokes, open up more, and get to know Aria better.
"You should come on my stream sometime. I'm sure my fans would love you."
You're about to respond in agreement, but your ears perk up as you hear the music transition to a... sexier tune.
Or at least that's what Aria thought it was, as her hands quickly snaked down from your shoulders to your chest. They delicately rubbed against the fabric of your shirt, warming your skin underneath. You quickly glance around in concern, but no one seems to paying attention to you. As more and more people get on the dance floor, you're pushed in unexpected directions until you and Aria are surrounded by a sea of unfamiliar faces.
"Now this is the kinda music I can move to," she says, as she removes her hands from you and starts dancing skillfully by herself. You join her and try to copy the motions of people around you, as you're accustomed to doing on the dance floor. She looks up at you, seemingly surprised at your ability.
She leans over and yells to be heard over the music, "I thought you didn't know how to dance!"
You turn your head to her ear and respond, "I'm a fast learner," smiling as you pull away.
You both dance next to each other, eyeing each other's moves and leaving the rest of the world behind.
You close your eyes, taking in all the sounds and feelings of the night.
You open your eyes a moment later to the sight of Aria turning around and bending over. You quickly turn your head away out of respect, but instantly snap it back down with a gasp as you feel her back up into you.
"Have you ever done something like this before?" She slyly asks as she turns her head around to face you.
She starts sliding her body up and down, grinding her firm butt against your crotch. Your feet freeze in place as your hips take control and sway with her. Your hands hang awkwardly in the air.
"I'll take that silence as a no," she says, giggling. "I don't mind teaching you, though. Here." She grabs your hands and places them on her hips to hold you both together.
You look around once more, and you see that a few other ladies had the same idea, so you don't feel like you're standing out.
You return your attention to the pleasurable warmth, and you continue swaying your hips with Aria as she quickens her pace. As she bends forward more, her dress rides up further on her thigh, giving a better view of her legs. You feel yourself harden a little, and the way her dress rises and falls with each of her movements is mesmerizing.
She starts to stand up, but you reach around her to grab her by the waist and pull her closer, keeping contact between your pants and her dress. She twists her arm around the back of your head and arches her back, pulling your head next to hers.
Her neck and exposed shoulder are in full view, and your alcohol-driven mind can barely resist. Her lips part, but all sound is drowned away by the music. She rests her head back against your shoulder, and you take in the smell of her hair as your hips continue to methodically grind against hers.
She leans back further into you, and you get the feeling she's not just grinding anymore. You allow her to get closer, and you feel her warm body an inch away from yours. Her hand slides from your neck to your chest.
You start to feel like she wants more. So speaking directly into her ear, you ask, "Can I kiss you?" Even with alcohol coursing through you, you weren't about to try anything with a potentially tipsy girl without her consent.
Her cheeks flush red, and you can't tell if it's from your question or the alcohol.
She twists her head toward you and responds, "Please," while she grabs your hands from her hips and slowly slides them up to her chest, confirming her decision.
You lean forward and place a few gentle kisses on her neck as you begin to fondle her stomach and breasts. She turns her head around once more with expectancy, and you place a soft kiss on her waiting cheek.
After a few gentle embraces, you resume your mutual grinding, the music enticing you to continue.
"Shit... you're so hard," she says, barely loud enough for you to pick up.
You see a glint in her eyes as she reaches a hand down and tantalizingly pulls up her dress, giving you a flash of her butt before she quickly lays it down again. You instinctually grab her hips even harder and thrust into her. Her free hand moves to interlace her fingers with yours.
"Oh, you bastard," you respond with a chuckle. "You like seeing me like this, don't you?"
After smiling devilishly to herself, she responds, "Let's say it's a... guilty pleasure."
Driven by lust, you thrust into her once more, and she moans into your ear. What was previously grinding had almost turned into full-on dry humping, and your cock was begging to be set free of its cage.
You could barely restrain yourself with alcohol pumping through your veins, and you needed to know how far Aria wanted to take things.
You lean towards Aria's ear and groan out, "Aria, do you want to go somewhere... more private?" squeezing her ass firmly with your final words.
"Sounds like fun," she responds with a lustful, raspy voice. "Come on," she says as she grabs your hand.
Ducking your head to not be noticed, you head toward the corner of the club. You hesitate as she walks into the women's bathroom.
But a few seconds after she disappears into the doorway, you make up your mind.
Fuck it. I'll risk some embarrassment.
You walk in and quickly make your way towards the moving door of the last stall.
You close the door behind you as you see Aria's exposed ass as she pulls her panties down to her ankles.
Hearing you come in, she stands up, turns around, and fiercely pushes you back against the wall as she lunges her lips toward yours.
You recognize that a public stall isn't the most sanitary of places to do this, but you barely mind the conditions with Aria's warm body in your arms.
Your lips engage passionately, and your hands wrap around her back, one reaching to her butt with a gentle squeeze. You reach under her thigh and pick up her leg, pulling her closer to you as her breasts push against you. Her hands reached for your hair and neck as she deepened the kiss.
Eventually, you both pull away, panting. She places the toilet cover down and sits on it. She pulls her dress up, giving you a full view of her wet lips.
"Have you ever ate out a girl before?" She asks in response to your unsure expression.
"No..." you reply, hoping she wouldn't mind.
"Try it out. You said that you're a fast learner - I guess we'll put that to the test."
Nodding, you move your hands toward her hot core. You run a finger along her opening a few times, using the other to rub her clit in circles. She makes an approving moan and places a hand on your head.
With your confidence bolstered, you stick out your tongue. The instant it makes contact with her clit, she throws her head back in pleasure as she tightens her grip on your hair.
Continuing with your tongue, you slowly place one finger at her entrance, and push inside.
She inhales sharply as you enter, and you feel her walls slide around your finger as you slowly push in and out. You curl your finger inside her, gently brushing her sensitive spots, causing her hips to buck as she releases a groan.
"Aria? Are you ok?"
You instantly retract yourself from Aria as you hear a female voice coming from the entrance of the bathroom.
"Aria? I saw you come in here, and I wanted to make sure you're alright."
"Oh, thanks for checking on me, Lily. I'm alright," Aria responds, having quickly regained her composure.
"Are you sure? I heard you groaning as I walked in. It sounded like you were in pain."
Making sure to keep silent, your alcohol-impaired judgment, combined with the irresistible sight of Aria's wetness right in front of you, leads you to take a huge risk.
"No, really, I'm - HM! Ah~~~" Aria fails to stifle her moan as she feels you resume working with your finger and tongue.
You upgrade to two fingers, and then three, watching your fingers become drenched in your juices as you pump in and out of her.
"I'm... ok..." Aria finally finishes.
But Lily clearly wasn't convinced.
"Aria, if you let me in or talk to me, I can help you. I just want to see that you're ok."
Lily was standing right outside of the stall, and the possibility of being caught made it that much more exhilarating.
Aria beckons you to stand up, and you do, carefully pulling your pants down without making a sound.
"Alright, fine, Lily", Aria says to buy you more time as you align your erect cock with her dripping opening.
You quickly push into her, and the foreplay makes her opening accept your cock smoothly. You feel the lubricated motion as you slide back and forth, careful not to push too hard, lest Lily find out something was amiss.
"Fine, what?" Lily responds, after not hearing a follow-up from Aria.
"I wasn't feeling up to partying, but I didn't want to bother the rest of you," she replies as innocently as possible as she wraps one hand around your neck to pull you in for a silent kiss immediately afterward.
You quicken your pace, not knowing how you were going to get out of this situation, but not caring either. You needed one thing, and with the adrenaline of the precarious circumstance, you were already getting close to it.
Aria's strong legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you even closer and helping you intensify your thrusts. The only sound that could be faintly heard was your balls colliding with her vagina on each thrust.
"Aw, ok. But you know I don't mind, right? I care about you more than a stupid party. I just wanted to make sure you weren't doing anything stupid."
Speaking of doing something stupid...
She leans forward to whisper to you, "I'm not on the pill." You nod and continue thrusting, grabbing her hip and her breast and giving them a tight squeeze.
"What did you say?"
"I said, that's why I love you. You're a great friend."
"I know. Now can you let me in?" Lily asked once again, her growing impatience obvious in her tone.
You feel yourself getting to the edge and you see Aria bite her lip to avoid giving any audible sign of her own orgasm. After a few more deep thrusts, you pull out just in time for your semen to come shooting out in loads.
You paint her brown dress with streaks of white, and a few even land on her face as you finish in a powerful orgasm. You squeeze your eyes and mouth shut as you hold back a groan, but you throw your head back as you ride it out.
You soon open your eyes, seeing the white tiles of the ceiling until something moving in your peripheral catches your attention.
You turn, and your breath freezes in your lungs as you see Lily's small figure leaning over from the adjacent stall, mouth agape. She was staring right at you with disbelief, anger, and confusion, and you felt fear strike through your heart. You look down, and Aria is similarly petrified.
You can't move, and for a few seconds, your head is filled with every possibility of what could come next.
But your racing mind is cut off by Lily dismounting from the adjacent toilet she had climbed on top of to peek over, and charging out of the bathroom without a word. You hear the door swing closed behind her, and you and Aria are left with the deafening silence.
"Get off me."
You silently oblige.
She stands up, pulls down her dress, and grabs the panties that had fallen nearby.
"I'm sorry if- " You start, after finally regaining your breath.
"Shut up. This was a mistake."
She walks out of the bathroom, leaving you to your own demise.
Was this all... Should I not have... Dammit, if only I... But how could I have known...
You can barely comprehend your own thoughts, so you simply pull your pants back before heading out of the stall. You take one look in the mirror to make sure you're presentable and you fix your disheveled hair.
As you turn to exit, a random girl enters the bathroom and eyes you with evident disgust. You ignore her glare and walk out to see your friends grouped up at the exit.
You head towards the group, and when you are a few paces away, you hear Toast say, "There you are! Where've you been?"
"I was just in the bathroom," you curtly reply before turning away. Aria and Lily are standing amongst the group, both of them silently contemplating and not making eye contact with anyone.
You head back to the hotel, and you don't say a word on the ride home. You immediately fall onto your bed as soon as you enter, and try to give yourself over to sleep. But your mind is still racing, and you know you won't be able to.
Might as well watch some TV.
You reach for the remote when your phone, laid on your nightstand, flashes with a notification.
You gulp as you read the sender.
Lily.
You open the text, bracing for the worst. But instead, you receive a short, cryptic, yet equally terrifying message:
We need to talk.