The villain appears?

After a while of all that, she realized that she couldn't make me finish.

Or more like i decided to move things forward because it felt like someone kept spamming a finisher.

i hate spammers, god dam pathetic little sissies, hiding behind that one button they know how to press.

but anyway, I wrapped by arms around her thighs and pulled her up.

I can't be just the one taking pleasure, can I?

Definitely have to give some of that back.

Was it just me, or did I feel stronger? I don't really know.

It was like a burst of strength, pulling up a probable 110 pound woman. By just her thighs, from all the way down to up, my face felt natural, like I could always do that. It was a natural movement of my arm and I barely seemed to strain a muscle.

I turned my head towards the camera to see if they noticed something weird about this, but their reaction was nothing.

But behind them was what caught my eye. A man looking almost like the red skull but with a nose standing behind the crew.

He was wearing a fedora? and a black coat with a darker black shirt underneath.

As soon as we made eye contact, he revealed a smile and tipped his hat.

He was probably just some actor for a cosplay gig, I gave him a small nod and looked over back to Abi.

By Abi, I mean Abi's pussy, which was right on top of my face now.

I shoved my mouth into her pussy without even hesitating.

Something vaporized from within me. I believe it was my sanity, and what appeared instead was the primal desire of lust or the beastly desire to copulate.

It was as if something took over me. I could feel everything, I could see everything, I was voluntarily moving, but I didn't know why or how. It was in my control, but out of control at the same time.

I ravaged the deep insides of her vagina like a hungry man.

"Slow do~wn" Abi moaned at the same time.

I wanted to slow down. I heard it, but my brain drowned it out.

I was sure I was only pleasuring her.

I knew it in the back of my head, the skill

[Touch of pleasure ]

was active.

Once I had finished licking every accessible part of her pussy with my tongue, I moved on to the main course without looking or waiting for any cue.

I felt like the crew didn't exist anymore.

I laid her flat on the bed, with my sudden almost doped strength.

She had a smile on her face, a grin, to be exact. I knew she was feeling something she had never felt before. She wanted more.

My dick was already rearing to go down the rabbit hole.

Abi didn't seem to back down. She instead raised up her legs for me, showing me her pussy in full view.

Although my mouth had literally been in it, i hadn't appreciated the beauty of that pink fresh and tight vagina.

Her tiny clitoris and her tight skin were definitely praise worthy.

I didn't spend too long appreciating its beauty.

Instead, I think I only looked for 5 seconds at most.

the next moment, I was on my knees on the bed, with my dick inside her.

I started slow.

Is what I wish happened?

Nope, instead I went full on bonkers without a break, 0 to 60 in 0 seconds because I started from 60.

But what I was more surprised about was the fact that my hips, even in an awkward position to fuck.

They fucked gracefully. My hips moved like they were butter, my muscles made my hips move in whatever way I wanted.

It was nothing compared to the janky, rusty fucking I did last time. This was professional stuff.

Abi moaned louder with each thrust.

Her hands clenched the bedsheet, as if gripping it for her very life. It was like if she let go of the bedsheet, she would reach another realm.

We changed positions as naturally as the seasons change.

from missionary to cowgirl, to reverse cowgirl.

everything passed by in a blink of an eye.

At one point I could barely remember literally picking her up and then using her something like a human fleshlight.

It was quite similar to the position called a funky monkey.

We performed all kinds of weird contraptions that I didn't even know I could ever perform.

We ended with spooning as our last position.

Once I spammed her with, must have that sweet revenge.

[Orgasm master] three times in a row. She finally came and passed out without even moaning. And I came right after her.

the satisfied look on her face and the drool which fell down her face definitely gave me closure.

Only after we both orgasmed did my sanity return. I started questioning myself about what had I even been doing.

I looked at the crew.

Fat guy was masturbating, Claire was on the phone with someone, yelling and crying at the same time and Jonah was writing some letter with determination and tears in her eyes.

The entire crew was like this. Doing something almost completely unrelated to what they were supposed to be doing.

One of the cameraman was tap dancing?

while one of the make-up artist was doing her own makeup.

It was chaos.

Behind it all stood Red skull with a hat.

he raised his eyebrows.

By eyebrows, I mean the place where the eyebrows generally are.

He looked at me with a weird smile, gave me a small bow, and started walking out.

I ran after him.

All this 'weirdness' had something to do with him.

He wasn't just some normal cosplayer.

The second I blinked while running.

He vanished.

His hat fell right in front of me.

I picked up the hat, astonished and confused by what had just happened.

He had just disappeared.

'System, who was he?'

there was no reply.

'System!' I yelled in my mind.

something about that guy made me mad.

I looked around, finally deciding that although the system definitely knew something about him; it did not plan on telling me.

For some reason, I was awfully calm about a guy just vanishing in front of me. Was it because having a 'system' was weirder, or deep down I knew we were going to cross paths again.

When I turned back.

All the weirdness had disappeared.

Well, not disappeared, but everyone was slowly regaining their sanity. Realizing what they were doing.

I walked back, and all of them realized that none of them were actually paying any attention what so ever to their job.

Except Fat guy who gave a really vivid description of everything I did with Abi, things even I wasn't sure I did.

It was all like a dream…

we had left Abi still sleeping mostly because she refused to wake up.

Fat guy was quite ashamed of beating his micro weiner. Claire was shaken up. She didn't speak a single word the whole time. She just stared at her phone's black screen. I wanted to talk to her but.

Jonah pulled me aside and whispered to me while the others planned on bringing in the medical team.

"I just wrote my resignation letter." Jonah said in my ears.

"HUH?"

"Fatty jerking, Liam tap dancing, me writing my resignation letter and Claire possibly doing what she wanted to do the most. All these were possibly things we all really wanted to do." Jonah took a pause. "Not just really wanted to do, but things we desired in that very moment."

The system also popped up at the same time.

[ System Rebooted ]

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A/N

Aight catching up to a week's worth of work is tough, but anyways, here's an extra long chapter.

thanks for reading.