Taste and Information

Davy was stunned and frozen as their burning lips finally met. This was his first kiss, and he was experiencing it in a game. Fallan, on the other hand, didn't let Davy get lost in his thoughts as his playful tongue nibbled and sucked Davy's lips as he explored the taste of his mouth.

Davy's mind went sluggish in an instant, and all he could do was give way to the man as his mouth and tongue were sucked as if Fallan wanted to devour Davy whole. He was as if drowning from this invasion, but Davy gradually immersed himself in this sensation and fully embraced the invasion.

As Davy shuddered from the stimulation, Fallan's touch began tracing and caressing his body. The only sounds coming from the room were the sucking of lips and tongues and a few groans escaping Davy's mouth.

The extremely hot kiss ended only when Davy became short of breath. Davy let out a few gasps as their lips parted, adding to the ambiguity in the room. Their faces were still close to each other, and Davy could still feel the sensation of their lips and tongues being intertwined from the passionate kiss they shared a few seconds ago.

Only now did Davy realize he was holding Fallan so close. The flush on his cheeks became more intense. He unconsciously swallowed, and the taste of the man's lips lingered.

"You... why kiss me?" Davy managed to whisper, his voice soft and somewhat hoarse still. Don't blame him, his mind was still in disarray and he couldn't think of anything else at the moment.

The man stood still and stared at Davy, which he had grown accustomed to by this point.

His expression, which still had a hint of desire, flickered with something else Davy missed.

Davy's gaze never left Fallan's face; his eyes simply couldn't look away. As though, there was some kind of spell in Fallan that enchanted him. He noticed how Fallan's expression changed and a new emotion flickered, his lips smiled, but Davy's intuition told him that it didn't reach his eyes.

Fallan didn't respond, instead softly caressing Davy's hair before kissing him on the top of his head. It was so... gentle that Davy almost couldn't see the man who kissed him so passionately just a while ago to the man softly kissing his head. As he too gave him a hug.

Davy gradually calmed down after experiencing a strong emotion. The pleasant sensation from Fallan's action was causing his eyelids to droop, and the drowsiness was so strong that he couldn't shake it. Davy was perplexed as to why he was suddenly tired.

Fallan whispered tenderly at him a few seconds later, his hand still softly brushing his hair.

"Goodnight, Dear."

Davy was unable to respond as darkness engulfed him.

***

Davy slowly opened his eyes, his vision still a little blurry, making it difficult to make out his surroundings. And a few moments later, his surroundings became clear to him. He sat up quickly and looked around the room where he was. This was not his room?

Wait... Yesterday's memories resurfaced, and he realized what had happened. His eyes widened and he pinched his legs tightly to ensure he wasn't dreaming. It hurts like hell. Then... What happened to him while he was trapped in the virtual game was real?

He quickly returned his gaze to the majestic room he was in, the same room he had been in the day before... his spawn point. Everything sank into Davy. He was still in the game and couldn't be logged out. He was still trapped.

As he lied down again and made a mess in the bed, he yelled profanities in the room. It was the system's fault. He couldn't even summon it because he knew speaking with it would cause his blood to boil again.

He then recalled something. Davy's action stopped, and the blood seemed to travel and gather on his face. All he could think about was his passionate kiss with Fallan.

Damn... Did that really happen? Davy couldn't believe that he just fucking made out with an NPC? For real? This was so wild. The way their tongues intertwined and the hot touch of Fallan on his skin was still fresh in his mind.

If he didn't know it was a game, he'd think he kissed a real person. There was no way that was fake. Seriously, Davy had forgotten he was in a game and Fallan was an NPC at the time. At the time, he truly treated him as a real person. Or perhaps, as his desire overtook him, his logical reason also left him.

Davy knitted his brows as he tried to recall the details from the previous night. Fallan was more of a person, and even his expressions, which Davy couldn't read, appeared in his mind.

He touched his lips, appearing to relieve himself at the time, and the taste of those lips became vivid. Damn, even the NPC was a fucking good kisser? What the hell? And to think Fallan was only one of the three Supremes of Chaos?

Davy bit his lip and laughed as he realized what had happened. Could he make it until the end of his mission? Because he had the hunch that this game was really going to be the death of him.

Someone lightly knocked on Davy's door, interrupting his inner monologue. He sat up almost immediately and stared at the closed bedroom door. His fingers fidgeted on the quilt as he considered answering and opening the door himself.

As he hesitated, the door slowly opened from outside, and a soft voice was heard. "Your Highness?" the woman's voice called out. The volume of her voice was low as if she was sensing the surroundings, and she opened the door with care.

Davy breathed a sigh of relief as he heard this familiar, soft voice. His tense muscles relaxed as he leaned against the headboard, waiting for the woman to notice him. He was expecting Fallan, but it turned out to be Lien, his supposed personal servant.

He reasoned that Lien was probably here to wake him up or something. Davy observed Lien's entrance and the way her gaze shifted to Davy, who sat pretty in bed. Lien came to a halt and bowed in Davy's direction without hesitation.

"Your Highness... I thought you were still sleeping, and I... was tasked by His Majesty Fallan to wake you up," she said softly, her voice shaking slightly. Davy noticed that this girl appeared to be very simple and easily flustered.

When he finally registered what the girl had just said, his right brow shot up, and his heart skipped a beat. Fallan... He seemed to be waiting for him. Davy unconsciously bit his lips and became distracted for a brief moment. He became distracted and forgot to respond to Lien.

What should he do? When he saw Fallan, how would he treat him? Should he just act as if nothing happened between them? Perhaps he could. After all, it was only a kiss. Yes, it was a game, so why not have fun with it? Their kiss could have had something to do with the plot in the first place. Wasn't his mission to conquer the Three Supremes of Chaos? And one of them was Fallan!

They just kissed. Davy had a strange feeling. Was it just him, or did his mission appear to be... easy? He thought he'd make some preparations and even use some tricks to simply meet or have an audience with the three Supremes, but it turned out... Davy had already made out with one. When you think about it, it was quite strange. It was most likely part of the plot. Did this character know Fallan from the beginning?

Whatever the case, Davy shook off these thoughts and focused on what was in front of him. His gaze landed on Lien who was still bowing in his direction. He was suddenly filled with guilt. His mind kept wandering, and he fucking made a woman wait? Davy should be ashamed of himself.

Davy cleared his throat once more to calm the atmosphere.

"Lien, right? You can stop bowing now," Davy said, trying to sound as friendly as possible. He hadn't forgotten that Lien would be the key to understanding a lot about this game world without relying on the hateful system. And the situation was ideal; he could ask as many questions as he wanted without interruption this time.

Lien was startled and immediately straightened her posture, her lovely face now completely exposed to Davy's gaze. Even though she wasn't bowing her head, she didn't dare to meet Davy's gaze and kept her gaze fixed on the floor. Her fingers played with the hems of her uniform.

Davy smiled, amused. This Lien was really cute. He had found the perfect NPC to ask about this world without reservation, and he now liked this NPC.

"You said Fa-- His Majesty Fallan is already waiting for me?" He almost said Fallan's name without the respectful address, but who knew if that would be disrespectful since Davy hadn't yet realized his role?

Davy's gaze never left Lien's face as he observed her expression. Then he noticed the surprised expression on Lien's soft face as she became more uneasy.

He furrowed his brows and tilted his head, perplexed as to why such a simple question would produce such an exaggerated response from her. Was there a problem with his question?

As she spoke again, Lien responded with a clearly troubled tone in her soft voice, which she suppressed but couldn't hide from Davy. Compared to the intimidating Fallan, Lien was easier to read.

Despite her anxiety, Lien managed to speak, "Y-Yes, Your Highness. His Majesty Fallan.... is already waiting for you in the dining room."

Davy shook his head, thinking about how easy it would be to bully this girl. Was it her character design for her to be so timid?

He noticed Lien's uneasy eyes darting around without even looking at him directly. Davy began to suspect that she was afraid of him. What else could explain her nervous demeanor when speaking with him?