"Bradley has the ball, passes it to Johnson. Johnson making a cut for the basket, runs into traffic, throws it out to Ellis in the corner. Two seconds left on the shot clock. Monroe coming over to contest, Ellis pump fakes, drops the defender, one step to the side, jumps. He shoots. It...it goes in! He scores! Ellis scores and makes the three at the buzzer! Oh! The Jackals win it in overtime, 66 to 65! I repeat, the Jackals have done it! They've upset the reigning Red Devils for the national championship! And you can hear the chants for the young rookie, Parker Ellis, who made the game winning shot!"
"Ellis! Ellis! Ellis-!"
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"-King Ash! King Ash! King Ash!"
I feel a hand on my shoulder, shaking me back and forth. Slowly, my eyes crack open, and I grimace from the brightness. My vision is blurry, but I can make out a face staring over me. "Candy?" My throat is extremely dry, and my voice cracks. I see Candy reach into her pouch, pulling out a flask. She hands it to me.
"Here, drink this."
I take the flask gratefully and start gulping down immediately without hesitation. As I do so, a bitter taste washes over my tongue, causing me to break into a fit of coughing. I turn my head to the side and spit out the remaining liquid from my mouth, suddenly wide awake. "W-what is this, Candy?"
"Granny Agnes said it was herbal tea."
"Tastes like piss." I sit up and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. Then I turn to look at Candy. I notice she's staring at me intently. "What?"
She shakes her head. "Nothing. It just warms my heart to see you so lively, King Ash. I knew I was supposed to stay hidden and act as a ranged threat, but when I saw that bugbear throwing you into the air with its club, I thought…" Candy's words trail off, and I see her hands clenched into fists, her body trembling slightly.
I raise my own hands and place them against her soft, pale cheeks, my voice gentle as I say, "Hey, it's fine. We did it, Candy. We won. It's over now. And a big part of it is thanks to you."
Candy looks up at me and smiles from the praise. "I was pretty good, wasn't I, King Ash?"
"Good? You were amazing, Candy." I give her a pat on the head, and she lets out a girly giggle. "Now come on, let's collect the XP fruits and loots quickly. It's getting late, and there's still one more thing we have to do."
Candy eyes me curiously. "One more thing, King Ash?"
"Did you forget, Candy? The reason we went through all this trouble to begin with. We still need to go help that centaur."
At the mention of the centaur, Candy's eyes light up, curling into a smile. "Oh right," she says, "King Ash the brave. King Ash the just. King Ash the strong."
I give Candy a playful shove. "Stop teasing me."
Candy just shakes her head, the mirthful expression still lingering on her face. "No, no. I'm being completely serious, King-"
Before she can finish, I grab ahold of Candy's hand and pull her towards me, wrapping her in a tight embrace. I stare into her golden eyes for a moment, then lean in for a kiss on her forehead, then her cheek, then finally, her mouth. I hold the kiss for a few seconds, enjoying the softness of her lips against my own, before slowly, and very reluctantly, pulling away. As I do, I spot Candy's eyes, glazed over with desire. "Come on, we should get moving-"
Or so I say, but my body leans forward instead. My hand moves to cradle her head, and I run my fingers through her lush, blue hair. Our lips once again meet, and this time, I even give her a little tongue as I push my way past her lips. I see Candy's eyes open just a bit wider, surprised by my new technique, and I have to say, it suddenly feels worth it to have spent all those extra points into my dexterity stat. My mastery of my oral muscles has advanced by leaps and bounds, giving me the most delicate of control over my tongue. To prove this point, I flex it, pushing it up against her teeth before slithering my way past and into her central cavity where our tongues finally meet. Twisting my own back and forth, I dance nimbly around the inside of her moist, hot mouth, slipping and sliding against her tongue, and a few times, I even duck underneath it, strumming her frenulum like a guitar.
After about five minutes of this intensively sensual tongue-on-tongue action, like literal oral sex, I finally pull back my head, letting my slick, pink organ slide out of her burning hot tunnel. A long trail of shimmering saliva follows my exit, dangling between our two mouths, and I see Candy's lips part, her tongue extending out lustfully as if beckoning me back.
I shake my head. "Candy, we really need to-" But my words catch on her lips as my hands again pull her towards me. The momentum causes us to fall backwards onto the forest floor, with me lying on my back and she atop my chest. "-go before-" The sound of our kissing reverberates through the forest. "-nightfalls or else-"
I don't try to finish anymore. I just close my eyes, my body in pure ecstasy as we continue our tongue play. Down below, my "other organ" is rock solid, and I can't tell if it's because she feels it poking her abdomen, but Candy will not stop squirming, grinding herself against my shaft. I feel a familiar sensation starting to build, and this time, I am able to hold on just a few seconds longer, but finally, it becomes too much for me. Between the tongue action and Candy's continual rubbing, my body tenses and I explode.
As my orgasm wanes, I quickly push Candy away from my hypersensitive member, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction. In a way, it feels like deja vu, only this time, I do manage to last a bit longer. Progress I suppose, but I know there is still much experience to be had. Furthermore, a different problem is starting to become apparent.
"Fuck, I'm running out of pants."