{R-18 Chapter}
{ovrseer: From this point on, it won't be announced if it's an R-18 chapter. I may or may not leave a subtle hint in the title.}
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A small head poked through the door, her red hair flowing beautifully.
"Sage?" He called out.
Even after calling out, she continued to stare at him eerily.
Though slightly creeped out, he feigned indifference. "Stop being creepy. What's up?"
Pouting, she walked into the room giving up on her little project. She closed the door behind her before plopping down onto his bed.
She was wearing a pair of grey shorts, paired with a white tee.
With a sigh she looked up at Winter. "I can't fall asleep."
Looking mildly irritated, he responded. "So you came to make sure I wouldn't be able to fall asleep either?"
She didn't say anything, but you didn't need to be a detective to understand what that mischievous smile on her face meant.
She sat up, staring at him hopefully. "I was hoping we could just talk."
Closing the shop tab, Winter sat back against the headboard. "Sure, why not?"
Conversation flowed as they talked about mundane things like their lives before the apocalypse. He would ask her questions and she would answer while he listen intently.
The conversation seemed to be going well. Though he didn't speak much, she spoke enough for the both of them.
After talking about her plans for the future, Sage's mood suddenly turned gloomy. "Do you think this is going to last forever?" she asked.
Winter thought about it for a few seconds but couldn't give an exact answer. Just like Sage, he was also just as lost.
"I... I don't know," he said quietly. Even if he wanted to reassure her, he didn't want her happiness to be built on a pile of lies.
Sage sensed his uncertainty and instantly grew apologetic. She hadn't mean to place any more pressure on him. Even though he appeared strong, she knew behind that facade was just another clueless teenager.
"I'm sorry," she said softly. "I didn't mean to put you on the spot like that. That was unfair of me."
Snapping out of his thoughts, Winter shifted over until he was sitting next to Sage. Taking her hand into his, he gazed at her with warmth.
"It'll be okay."
Holding the eye contact, he stated firmly. "No, I can't promise that things will go back to the way they were. But I'll say this—"
"Though we don't know each other that well, I promise that we'll get through this. Together."
After hearing his reassurance, Sage's restless heart finally calmed down.
'System, buy and use Golden Apple.' Winter directed.
A short series of windows appeared in his peripheral vision.
[-200 Apocalust Points]
[+1 'Golden Apple']
[-1 'Golden Apple']
Shortly after, a faint golden aura enveloped Winter.
[Charisma: 10.5 (7)]
Seeing the increase in his Charisma, Winter gently reached out his open hand and tucked a loose hair strand behind her ear.
All of a sudden, Sage felt a new, deeper feeling of attraction towards him. 'Has he always looked that pretty?'
"Can I put your hair into a ponytail?" she asked, to which he agreed.
Using the hair tie he handed her, Sage stood up and tied his hair into a ponytail, letting a few locs fall gently over his forehead.
"There. Now you look cleaner-"
*GASP* Before she could finish her sentence, a glimpse of his eyes made her gasp in surprise.
"Your eye color is grey!?" she exclaimed.
Winter slowly nodded. He disliked letting strangers see his eyes. When he was younger, he was often picked on for having strange-looking eyes. Eventually, he decided to get locs, growing them out enough to cover the upper half of his face.
But what truly surprised him was her next words. "They're so pretty!"
It was different from what he used to hear. Instead of surprise or shame, her voice carried a hint of admiration.
Hearing that snapped his last thread of reason. Grabbing her waist, Winter pulled Sage closer until her legs straddled his lap, and pressed his lips firmly against hers.
Despite her initial surprise, Sage closed her eyes as she melted in his embrace, resting her arms on his shoulder. Gently, Winter grabbed Sage's chin, as he savored the taste of her lips.
This was both of their first times, they were both inexperienced yet soon they found themselves lost in the pleasure. Their breaths grew shallow with every growing moment.
When Sage parted her lips, Winter took it as an opportunity. His tongue teasingly intertwining with hers before he began to gently suck on it.
Her fingers threaded into his locs, pulling him closer. As their bodies pressed together, each kiss was stronger than the last, almost like they were the only two alive.
Winter's hands moved down to her butt giving it tight squeeze causing her to moan in pleasure. Pulling away, Sage's face and ears were completely red. One, because of the heartfelt kissing and the other reason was because every time she moved, her private would rub against the bulge in his pants.
Holding onto Sage's butt, Winter turned around and laid her on the bed, taking her shirt off in the process.
"No bra?" he questioned teasingly.
"Better than no shirt, no?" she said with a smile.
Hovering over her, he noticed glowing red dots on her neck, earlobes and nipples.
'Those must be her weak points.' he thought.
Lowering himself, he gently nibbled on her left earlobe while massaging the other with his hand. Soft moans escaped her lips, which she tried to muffle by covering her mouth.
"Keep it down, you don't want Ava and Simon to hear us do you?" he whispered.
Feeling his warm breath against her ear made her shudder, a jolt of electricity running down to her toes. He didn't linger on her earlobes long before moving to her neck, sucking gently. With his right hand, Winter fondled her breast, pinching her nipple in hopes of getting a reaction—which he got.
"They're soft. Really soft." he teased. "You wouldn't mind sleeping here tonight would you?"
Not shying away from his teasing, she replied. "Mmm, thanks for asking. I'll think about it."
Moving down to her breast, Winter took one into his mouth, delicately sucking. She bit her lip, a shaky moan escaping before she caught it.
Hearing her moan, increased Winter's confidence. Slowly, his hand made its way down towards her shorts. But before he could touch them, her hand stopped his.
"C-could you be gentle? It's my first time," she said, her other hand covering her face.