《Ascension Game》20th Entry - Party
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“Fellow prisoners, we are proud to announce that our expedition team defeated the first level Boss this morning.” Ethan lifts a giant bow up the air like a trophy. Members of the Bureau cheer and applaud with great zeal. The head of the Student Office mentions all the victorious team members. They were 14 in total; the Bureau has been recruiting lately. Derek led the team and gets most of the approvals. Ashley isn’t mentioned; however, I notice her watching from the side. After a few non-relevant words, Ethan steps out of the scene, and the party goes back to normal. The party fever starts to kick into Lilly and Markus’ mood; they stand up and head to the bar for a refill. I leave the couch and find acquaintances to talk to, people I knew from college. I’m glad to see some are doing well. I get a few drinks and a good experience. At some point, I stumble upon Ashley.
I start the conversation: “Hey, what’s up ?” she hits me with a simple “hey” and a smile. I continue: “It seems you made it back; did you take that shower you needed so bad?”
She replies: “Oh yeah, it was great; what about you? I did not see you coming after me.”
I briefly explain how I got sent to the upper levels. Ashley seems open and friendly, and we continue to talk for a few minutes. She gives me a few signs of interest, and we get closer as the conversation continues. I lean for a kiss at one point, and she responds to it. The party is at its peak; Ashley grabs my hand, we get another round of drinks and head to the dance floor. I can see a few jealous gazes as I dance with her. Ashley and I kiss again; the alcohol makes me not care for that death stare Derek gives me. We take a break from the party to flirt on a bench under the moonlight. I love to touch her hair as our tongues play with each other. I kiss her neck and grab her waist. This part of the night is blurry, but we end up in my room. I throw her onto the bed and undress her. I place my mouth on every part of her body; she’s steamy and breathes heavily. Once on top of her, I insert myself. I penetrate her slowly, then roughly like a beast. Each hip movement gives me satisfaction. She seems to appreciate as well and moans until we reach a climax. At this point, I grab her hair and kiss her. We finish together.
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I fall asleep in a blink of an eye and wake up a few hours later. We’re almost spooning; I can’t help myself and caress her legs and private parts. She starts to moan, and we make love one more time. Exhausted, I fall asleep for good this time.
I wake up at 11 am; Ashley is in my arms. I enjoy holding her.
She leaves before noon. I take a shower, clean my room, then take a moment to think about what I want to do. I’d like to return to the upper levels, but not without preparation. These 3 days of isolation are a harsh punishment, and I need to avoid them. I decide that I will do some research today and exit my room.
I notice quite the agitation while heading to the cafeteria. Apparently, new people have been popping out of the rooms.
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