Author’s Note: This is a 2-parter. This chapter has some comedy, the next one will be straight R-18.
"Ohh~" With Blackpink’s "Kill This Love" playing in the background, Katie m.o.a.ned as Ben squeezed both of her b.r.e.a.s.ts. Her body was becoming chaotic, like the gathering of clouds preceding an imminent storm.
Ben kneaded her b.r.e.a.s.ts like dough, enjoying their softness and bounciness, but this bra was getting in the way of his dreams...
With one swift motion, he pulled it up over her tits, exposing the full feast to his eyes...and with ravenous hunger, Ben’s face buried itself into them.
"Uhhh~"
Ben sucked on Katie’s hard n.i.p.p.l.es...squeezing both b.r.e.a.s.ts together in front of him as he alternated.
[Target’s current arousal level: l.u.s.tful(+1)]
With Katie’s n.i.p.p.l.e between his teeth, Ben glanced up at her, noticing the sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead, which only made her s.e.xier...
Ben’s little brother stood up to get a better view of the show...as the Squirtle spirit in his fingers also became restless...
Tits weren’t enough anymore...tits wouldn’t pay the bills...nor could they buy him a new head...
Ben summoned Squirtle as his hand edged down Katie’s belly, which was becoming slick with sweat... Arriving over her skirt, he reached the top of her underwear, and pressed down. ’Her underwear is...extra thick?’
Katie was losing herself in the moment, and knew she needed to say something before it was too late. "W-wait..."
Ben glanced up at her.
Between pants, she managed to release her words. "I’m on...my period..."
Ben froze as the words echoed in his mind...and he understood something. ’So that was a pad I felt...’ Sherc.o.c.k put the clues together...but it didn’t bring him any closer to stopping the killer...
If the old him ran into a stumbling block like this, he would’ve thought, "That’s it man, game over, man. It’s game over!" But the current him was different. Beluga mentioned to him that this happened sometimes so Ben wasn’t too shocked. He already generated some preliminary ideas for how to cope. "No pun necessary...what would Benedict C.u.mberbatch do?"
’Strategy A.’ He comforted her. "It’s okay, I don’t mind gore...as long as it serves the plot. Have you seen Hostel?"
...
Katie shook her head, not about the movie recommendation. She’d seen it. It sucked... She shook her head to Ben’s implication, and he understood her thoughts. ’She’s self-conscious about the blood.’
’Strategy B.’ He lightened the mood using parody that wouldn’t tread over copyright laws. "I’m a soft-serve vampire who twinkles in the sunlight?"
...
Still, Katie wouldn’t budge. "I’m sorry...I don’t like it...I just don’t wanna..."
Ben squinted. ’She’s team werewolf? ...A bit ironic given her phobia...’
[Target’s current arousal level: horny(-1)]
Ben tried to keep his cool. This was a setback, a major setback, but he knew he couldn’t push anymore. Her dropping arousal level made that clear. ’Sorry Squirtle, looks like you must stay in your hole and rub the lotion on your shell...’
Thinking of moves for a moment, Ben remembered a sales move he learned when he was studying motivational speaking. It was called the door in the face technique: if you made a large request to someone, and they denied you, it would increase the following chance of them agreeing to a smaller request. Ben’s eyes gleamed as an idea came to him. ’Strategy C.’
Ben nodded. "Ok, I understand. You’re on your period. That’s cool...we won’t have s.e.x..." Although it pained Ben, he knew he had no way, and by taking s.e.x off the table, it would help Katie relax...
He was right. The tension left her expression and he shifted himself up to resume making out with her. He was resetting a bit. A short while later, he returned to squeezing and sucking on her b.r.e.a.s.ts...
"Mnnn~"
[Target’s current arousal level: l.u.s.tful(+1)]
"It’s hot. You should take this off." Ben helped Katie remove her sweater and bra, her upper body now bare, leaving only her black skirt below. Then, they went back at it.
As Ben kissed and fondled her, he remembered a tip. It was something Beluga told him: there were two things necessary for s.e.x, a d.i.c.k and a p.u.s.s.y. When considering foreplay, another way to put it was there were two roads to the same destination. Physical escalation required traveling up at least one of those roads to arrive at s.e.x. So if one road closed, you only had to travel the other...
As the embers reignited the bonfire in Katie’s body, Ben gently took her hand and placed it on his stomach. Then, as he sucked on her tit, he guided her hand down, while locking eyes with her, making sure she wasn’t uncomfortable. Her palm slid down...until...it sat on the top of his hard c.o.c.k... ’She’s on her period...but I’m not!’
It was the road less traveled...
Katie paused a moment in surprise, but then went with it, and Ben didn’t have to do anything more. He refocused on her b.r.e.a.s.ts as she rubbed his d.i.c.k over his jeans. Then, when she appeared fully comfortable, he gave her a passionate kiss. At that moment, with one hand, he pulled down his zipper, and took out his manhood...which burst out of his pants smacking into Katie’s palm...
Her eyes widened and her face turned beet red in embarrassment...but the feeling she felt most...was shock! Her mouth hung open. "O mai gawd..." she said, as she wrapped her fist around the base of Ben’s c.o.c.k. "It’s...so...big..."
Ben smirked. ’She’s gaping at it...in more ways than one...to be specific—2 ways...’
She leaned upwards while holding it to get a better look. As the seconds passed, she started to stroke it...up...and down...
"It needs some lube..." Ben said.
"H-huh?" Katie asked.
"Spit in your hand..." Ben leaned back.
After blinking a few times, Katie did as instructed. Then, she returned to jerking Ben off. Her jugs hung out in the air as she sat up, getting closer to Ben’s d.i.c.k so she could see it better. "I can’t believe this thing is sooo biggg..." she chuckled.
She put her arm next to it to compare. "It’s almost as thick as my arm!"
Her arm was skinny and it was a bit of an exaggeration, but it still made Ben feel like a young hero...
Inside, his pride swelled. ’I went from thiccboi to thicc, boiiiiiiiiiiii!’
Yet outside, he maintained a righteous expression. ’I’m the kind of guy that if a heroine gives me an inch...I give her back 7!’
...
As Katie continued to play with Ben’s c.o.c.k, he decided it was time to go to the next step. "Here let me make you more comfortable so you can get a better look." Ben took off his jeans, then laid on the long side of the bed so Katie could grab a spot between his legs, in the VIP...
Katie hesitated a moment, but relaxed when she remembered that Ben said he wouldn’t pressure her for s.e.x. In that case, she didn’t mind having a bit of fun. She moved over to sit between his legs, once again grabbing hold of his throbbing boner...and smiling as she observed and stroked it...
Ben put his hands behind his head. Everything was going as planned. It was his modified version of the aforementioned sales move: ’The d.i.c.k in the face technique...’