>A stupid >Pointless >Question >That was the last thing she said >From that point on she was silent >We tried to invite her into our conversations, bring her up in topics so she would feel inclined to respond. >I even tried mentioning a few topics i knew she loved, silly things, trivial things that she should have even given a shift of her eyes in response to. >But she was silent >Stared forward >Hands neatly folded in her lap >Not a word, Not a movement >She wouldn't take a controller, wouldn't move from her seat. >So we went back to symphonia, beat the game. >We hadn't been too far, but the ending bits were tearjerking to say the least. >We lost all of our party one by one to various traps, had to fight Kratos, then Mister-this-isn't-even-my-final-form. >Angels, space travel, all that yank >And the ending was something we all wanted to talk about, so talk we did >We discussed the balance between the worlds, the relationship between the two main characters. >No its hot, no its cold, no i lied its hot. >Various things about magic being people, all that snazz. >Was a game that influenced my youthhood deeply, but the conversation was heavy >There were bouts of awkward silence in between some of the topics, stares that lingered a bit too long. >It's tough to hold a conversation like that, to pretend to be cheery >To banter about a game and the ending >Whats on your mind, what you're thinking right now >Well it's obvious to everyone at that moment >But what the fuck do you do about it. >What's the real problem >Did she love me? >That's the problem, i didn't think so. >Her actions seemed shallow, if glasses could be considered "Casual" sex, then raven was like she was throwing it away. >She didn't seem to enjoy any intimacy with me >Like a friend forcing herself to be more >For my sake >That wasn't what i wanted >Casual sex might be fun, but i was living in the dreams of media and anime >I wanted romance, love, all those important things that don't really work the same way IRL as they do on TV. >You might have only known this girl for the short three days of this party, but i had years >She was never unstable, never had hit me before, never had thrown a tantrum and stopped talking to anyone. >She was usually the most sane out of the group, but this had somehow changed these last days. >She had progressively degenerated into something completely different >It was like she was destroying herself and trying to remake her personality as something new, just for me. >Failing every step of the way >Trying approach after approach as differently as possible and failing. >And something caused it >I had no clue what >But it was my fault >So what did she want? >Did she want a fake relationship to pull me away from someone i might have a chance of actually connecting romantically to? >Blondie had been completely receptive every time, shared the passion >Even when she wasn't buzzed >Raven had only been passionate the first night, when we were both rather drunk. >Even then i couldn't be sure i wasn't just forcing her and she went along because she trusted me. >Everything past that? It felt like i had done it all, lied to myself to imagine she liked it. >She had it in her mind that sex was the way to win me over, just like homely. >Did she want our old friendship back? >I had tried to give it to her >I thought i had >But i just made it worse, a thousand times worse somehow >So that really was the question. >What was i supposed to do, besides charge on like an idiot and hope it all turns out fine. >But the feeling in the pit of my stomach was back. >That was the thinking, the thoughts that flowed through my head for almost an hour. >I don't remember what we were doing, it was 4:00, maybe 5:00pm >If i'm honest, it was probably TV >But it would have just been boring without those thoughts >Nothing happened, no more sexy things >No more cuddles with my new-found girl >It was a quiet, empty, hour of relaxing and just chilling >And the fact that nobody wanted to break the silence >Because talking felt wrong when one in our company wouldn't. >Better all be quiet than only one i guess. >It was thirsty eventually from all that thinking >I left to the kitchen, offered to get everyone drinks >Blondie offered to help >She really shouldn't have, she knew what birthday said >But it happened >We ended up in the kitchen together >She just wanted to talk >About lots of things >About us, mostly >We didn't really say it, but there was a relationship between us now >Boyfriend, girlfriend, couple. We didn't use any of those words >But it was implied >I think blondie preferred the term "Item" >But some things weren't so much implied >Like her flat out telling me that i wasn't going to touch anyone else. >I wasn't actually going to argue, Blondie was the only one there that i kept telling myself i had a connection to. >There was electricity every time we kissed, just being around her made me feel better, and i had that generous urge to ravish her until she couldn't be ravished anymore. >In my mind, that was more than a crush >But Andromeda was shining brightly that evening. >Glasses was behind her, and interrupted with a small cough >She had that tendency, to show up right when she was summoned >and absolutely ruin everything >She mused, almost half thought ,half real words >"Don't go ruining my fun just yet~" >I expected blondie to actually turn around and stab her >But luckily there were no knives within reach >Instead she just swiveled >Some kind of angry frown on her face >Blondie wasn't in a good mood anymore, her eyes were dark and stormy. >Cat's out of the bag >Thanks Glasses you giant je- >"I still need to get him naked, it's on my list~" >She pulls this out of nowhere >Fucking amazing acting, i believed her even >Glasses the true master of the ruse >But she held up a glare towards blondie. >Which meant one thing. >Blondie softened >Like a delicious serving of 15% milkfat old-style ice cream. >Which for those of you un-used to such treasures, was nearly her hair color. >She folded right over on herself >Typical really, she wasn't very confrontational >Her words, the ultimate compromise >"y... i mean when the sleepover is finished" >Hahaha >If you haven't noticed >Blondie is beta as fuck >But she leaned over and whispered in my ear >"B...but to me first please" >Timid, quiet >Not really a demand, a request really >IT made me feel awfully guilty >But it helped me realize something. >That pit in my stomach >Wasn't guilt. >I forced a giggle when she whispered this >Even though i didn't feel like giggling, it was cute >she needed to know it was cute >Glasses even gave us the appropriate grin. >She had managed to convince blondie she was winning the race by a fair amount >I mean she was, but in different ways of course. >We kept talking, Glasses busied herself gathering liquids for human consumption and listened in. >These kinds of talks, they just happen when a relationship is starting out >They're always different >They're always about completely different things >But they're always about the same thing >It's a bit confusing >You've had one in your past, or you'll have one in your future. >Maybe a couple that never went too well and nothing great came of it. >Maybe one that went perfectly >But as we talked, atleast the guilt went away >I felt better >I liked feeling better >We consummated this feeling better with a kiss >It was a lovely kiss, i could tell glasses wanted in on it too >She even asked >Rather awkwardly i might add >I was full-on-ready to give her one >Until she winked >Oh fuck she was being clever >I backed out of the kiss >Pretended i changed my mind >Turned around right to blondie and said the words glasses was secretly feeding me through a microphone in my ear. >"Sorry, kisses are off limits to everyone but Blondie" >The mentioned girl was back to saluting me, a proud look on her face >Humming the national anthem, i could see the reflection of the american flag in her eyes. >Communism, had lost , Democracy had won. >Red chinese victory, impossible. >Communism, is the very definition of failure. >Thanks to glasses, i now had enough points to get past the trash tier trinkets at the glass case, and go for one of those fancy electronic things behind the counter. >So i gave glasses a hug and a pat on the back >Winked back >"Best i can do" >Fuck i'm dying of laughter on the inside >So bro >But that was that, discussion over, kisses were off limits >Wasn't even a bad compromise, but frankly i knew pushing anything that wasn't focused on blondie would just end badly. >Was more of a trap than any kind of real benefit to myself. >[spoiler]If anyone you're with ever agrees to let you touch other people, it's either a trap, or its hurting them and they won't admit it[/spoiler] >[spoiler]Unless they're personally involved too[/spoiler] >[spoiler]I could make sure that happened[/spoiler] >We streamed back into the living room, i ended up on the couch again, glasses plopped down beside me. >Blondie sat down next to birthday and whispered something. >She was trying to be quiet >But not quiet enough >Raven stiffened, visibly >First real movement she'd made, which in itself was impressive >But she was up and out of the room in half a second >Gone >It's not hard to guess what blondie was whispering >Birthday looked happy at first until raven vanished, then it was just a sad look >Blondie too >Glasses too >Me too. >I didn't keep track of what happened, but blondie ended up between glasses and myself. >Snuggling me again >I guess she wanted to comfort me, or wanted me to comfort her for fucking up everything. >I didn't shove her off, she made me feel better anyway >Birthday glares at us >But i shoot her an unhappyface and she allows it. >It's back to cuddling i guess >I just wish this other feeling would go away. >Glasses gets up and follows raven >Returns a couple minutes later, leading her by the hand >Comb in the other >Glasses is on the couch first >Raven is forced onto her lap, and has her hair peacefully assaulted by the bristles. >Which does the trick, even if she's trying to hide it. >She's relaxed, soothed by the brushing. >It makes me worry that glasses really can read minds >Brings back memories even i've forgotten. >Used to be something i did, years ago when i was just spending time with raven. >Another one of those things we hadn't done in years, we grew up and it didn't happen anymore. >My stomach hurt, right at the bottom. >Just remembering those things brought back the realization that "friend" was no longer talking to me, or anyone really. >Left me with a sad empty longing feeling >Like i missed those days more than i knew >Blondie was watching, and she pulled herself upright and whispered in my ear >"Maybe you should be the one doing that" >She was honest, trying to get me to re-extend bridges with raven >She didn't know how right she was >So i offered to take the comb and let raven sit on my lap >I felt like it was foolproof, an easy way to win her back into the world of the talking >She wanted more friendly physical intimacy, that was the only thing left >That was what she wanted, right? >Except she doesn't respond, Glasses had frozen waiting for it too. >So i put my hand gently on raven's >She snaps it away. >Well that was it >That was the last thing on my list of things she could possibly want >I didn't realize that she was doing the same thing i was doing earlier. >But i was lost myself >So i asked >"What do you want from me?" >I tried to be as serious, as sincere, as emotionally invested as i could ever sound >I wasn't sure why i tried to be this way, but i did >No response, no reaction >IT didn't matter what i sounded like >But one thing changed >The pit in my stomach felt worse >Now i knew what it was >Well... why it was >You know, the girl i talked to all day every day for years not talking to me. >Guess up till this point us fighting didn't seem real, wasn't setting in correctly. >But now it was. >But i didn't know what the feeling was, only that it hurt. >A heavy weight, growing every time. >I was still rather angry at her for attacking me, and my chin was probably bruised, but >My stomach told me i had to try to smooth this out >But realistically, my talking had done nothing to make this better >I just had to wait for her to talk again >She would talk >She had to talk... >Right? >It didn't work out the way i wanted >Never does >Blondie decided she needed a nap, had woken up way too early to make breakfast and was dead tired. >Said she was leaving to birthday's room, asked me to wake her up in an hour >Can do boss >Raven was slumped over against the pillow, relaxed and maybe sleeping >Birthday still on the floor, glasses still brushing. >We were rather relaxed, i figured now was as good a time as any to try to re-initiate contact >Various probes sent >Multiple languages, hoping one will meet a tangent of alien life. >No responses >): >I wish i could say things were more interesting here >But they really weren't >I tried multiple times to get raven to talk to me, the other two girls tried too. >It really just, wasn't going to happen >And the pit wasn't going away. >So i said fuck it, after maybe forty minutes >I left the room >Ended up wandering around the house >Aimlessly >No real thought >Until i reached Birthday's room >Stepped inside >closed and locked the door behind me >And turned to stare at the sleeping girl. >My sleeping girl. >Figured it was time i wake her up >Like i wanted to this morning. >Now normally i had a thing against molesting sleeping girls >But i could put up a waiver because this one had already broken that rule on me. >Fair turnaround >I flipped up the covers >She was adorable, sleeping with a little pout on her face >Blonde hair a mess all over the pillows >Shirt hiked up above her bellybutton >That's fine, i didn't plan to disturb that >With both hands i grab the edges of her panties and wiggle them down her legs >She's got em bent, so it's a tad bit more wiggling than pulling. >Really only takes a couple seconds of movement before they're off >Discarded to the floor >No need to do anything with them, not where i'm going >I press my head between her legs, separating them enough for room to breathe >And i get to eating her out >Really i'm not going to go over what it's like, because i've told you already. >But i can tell you her flavor was the same one i'd sampled earlier. >Imperceptible, light. Like drinking flavored sparkling water. >No sugar, only bubbly, with a hint of fruit you wouldn't know if the label didn't say so. >It's not like i had any technique or anything, or magical plan for doing this >It was just the way i wanted to wake her up. >I wanted to imagine in my own little world that waking up to a blowjob must feel great >So therefore waking up to the girl equivalent must be just as good. >Well it's just never that simple is it >It was rather fun at first >Tons of things to do with my tongue, plenty of places to explore >Delicious flavor >But that all kind of came back to reality real quick >Firstly the flavor went away, really just vanished after a minute or two. >Then at minute 3-4, i realized i wasn't really able to get my tongue as deep was i wanted and was running out of ways to play the swirling game. >About minute 6, i realized the only reason i liked playing with women was because of the reaction they give me. >Minute 7, i forced myself to go on, expecting the grand awakening of the sleeping girl >The face she'd make would make it worth it, assured. >Minute 8, and 14 i think she actually had some mini-Os in her sleep. >I couldn't tell for sure, but she shifted and tensed a bit >I licked her for what must have been fifteen minutes. >Then i gave up >My tongue was sore and tired >My mouth ached >My back hurt from the angle i was in >I gave up >Had a semi- but i wasn't going to care >I was done with this entire lewd-wakeup thing >I got up, i was contemplating waking her up just like that, leaving her panty-less >Maybe taking them with me >But then i got an evil plan >I grabbed her panties off the floor >The lovely black-bunny ones. >Stuffed em in my pocket >And i walked over to Birthday's underwear drawer >And by that i mean i searched the room for like four minutes trying to find it. >Because fuck if i knew where she kept any of her clothing >But i found it finally >It was full of various unmentionables, and some very... uhh >Lewd >Objects that we're just not going to mention here. >[spoiler]It's no secret that if you've ever been to a teenage female's room[/spoiler] >[spoiler]Any long, or even remotely phallic object has probably been inside of her at one point.[/spoiler] >[spoiler]Women like to pretend they aren't just as sex-crazed as men, but they often are[/spoiler] >[spoiler]From the typical hairbrush, to the often-requested sharpie. To even odd objects like rulers, umbrella handles, and vibrating toothbrushes[/spoiler] >[spoiler]After a while they may find favorites, or they may keep looking[/spoiler] >[spoiler]But we can just say that i found where she kept her favorites[/spoiler] >Either way, i pulled out a pair of blue panties >The girls were about the same waist size, i figured they would fit. >Then i spent a seriously painstaking three minutes trying to get them back on without waking her up. >Success >Threw the blanket back over her >And left >I just hoped she hadn't been pretending to be asleep the entire time. >Would run all the fun >Specially since i returned to the living room and mentioned offhand that someone should probably wake up blondie >and that i "Didn't feel like doing it" >I winked at glasses a couple times >She would get the idea >She did >She got up and went to wake blondie >Left raven sleeping >So i left her to have the couch alone, she was talking up half of it anyway >And i sat up front with Birthday >I didn't actually have much time >But i still had that burning question in the back of my mind >Had to get it answered >So i told her i had a question >But i didn't ask it >I put my hand on her leg >No complaints so far, just a funny look >Then i slid it all the way up her skirt. >Skin all the way >No panties >I laughed >I didn't have any intention of doing anything, but i just had to know >Even offered her back her old pair. >I was amassing a panty-army in my pockets >But she refused >Said she liked the "Breeze" >I laughed, pulled my hand away and stood up. >She was still a tease, even if she didn't really like me. >I mentioned that we should start thinking about food again >Lunch was rather light, even if delicious >Birthday gets up, notes we should probably move to the other room to discuss it >I agree, but take a couple seconds to grab a folded blanket in the corner and throw it partially over raven. >Birthday stares >It's a mixture of worry and understanding. >Like its saying "Yeah i'm worried about her too" >I'm not really worried about her myself >But it's what the pit in my stomach told me to do, and felt better after i did it. >I wish i had a couple more blankets to throw. >We arrive to find a still groggy blondie half under the covers. >Food is mentioned >It's decided Birthday and Glasses are going to throw down some soup and toast. >Simple, canned, yummy >Blondie gets up and starts to move towards the door before stopping >Looking down with a look of concentration on her face. >Glasses and Birthday whisk off to whisk up some soup. >Aka start a fire and wait >I ask blondie how well she slept >I get a "I had funny dreams" in return. >Hahaha, i wonder what kind of "Funny" dreams >I make sure to ask this question >I get this long winded story >">Well, i think i was in some kind of boat. Sailing on a huge lake or ocean, it was beautiful" >">Crisp blue as far as the eye could see, but silly me i managed to hit the only rock for miles" >">Boat kind of got a hole, and started taking on water" >">But it was a nice warm day, the water was actually really nice, and i managed to get to land while bailing most of it out" >">Only my pants got wet" >Well >Th... >Well >Yeah >Ok >[spoiler]Most women won't have erotic dreams if you lick them while they're sleeping.[/spoiler] >[spoiler]Atleast none i've been with, because i've god damn tried[/spoiler] >I'm rather dejected, but atleast i got her pants wet >Right guys >Right?