What could be better than waking up with a sexy blonde pressed against your chest after a night of heated passion (and losing your virginity)? Nothing! Except maybe two of them. Or a brunette. Or a redhead. Details, really.
But there's a massive catch—the blonde currently breathing against my ribs is my third cousin. The one who was supposed to be "babysitting" me. Instead, she got drunk on her "sorrows," and well... here we are.
This is a total clusterfuck. We're both going to have to deal with the fallout once she wakes up. In the meantime, I have a System to manage—one that kept buzzing with notifications all damn night.
System Update & Achievements
I claimed my daily rewards and checked the new trophies. Apparently, my "performance" triggered several achievements:
"First Time": +20 Fantasms.
"Koz'ol" (The Goat/The Jerk): For hitting Level 20 in Vaginal Sex in one go.
"Stud": For Sex Mastery reaching Level 20.
"Teach Me, Sensei": For losing virginity to someone older and more experienced.
Note: At least I didn't get a "Keep it in the Family" achievement. Small mercies.
Updated Status: Level 20
AttributeValueSkillLevelHP1272 / 1272Ice Make Magic18MP1068 / 1068Sex Mastery20 (+6)Strength25 (+4)High-Speed Running19Endurance38 (+5)Vaginal Sex29 (+7)Agility26 (+3)Anal Sex15 (+12)Fusion (Tomo)98%Firearms21
That night was... productive. I jumped 3 levels and my Fusion with Tomo hit 98%. New skill branches are opening up, specifically the "Vaginal" and "Anal" paths. They look way more complex than the "Masturbation" tree.
I put a point into the first ability—God, what am I even leveling right now?—and noticed a hidden area to the right of the tree. I'll worry about that later. Right now, the girl in my arms is pretending to be asleep.
The "Teen Comedy" Confrontation
"Michelle..."
"Have you ever seen those stupid teen comedies from the 2000s where this happens?" I asked. She flinched. "Let's just stay quiet. We shouldn't say anything we'll regret later."
She pulled back, looking at my flushed face. Her eyes were searching. "This... this was..."
"A mistake?" I offered. She looked pained. "Again, like those movies."
"This isn't a movie, Michael! This is real life! It's not funny!" she snapped, her voice trembling with anger.
"Exactly. So let's not act like the characters in those movies," I said as calmly as possible, avoiding her gaze. "Let's just... lie here. And think."
We lay there for a while, awkward and tangled. My hand was on her waist; her leg was over my hip. Stop thinking about it, Michael! Focus!
"I'm going to hit the shower and make breakfast," I blurted out, grabbing my shorts and practically sprinting out of the room.
The Cold Shower of Reality
(Michelle's POV)
Michelle cranked the cold water to the max. She leaned against the glass, letting the freezing spray hit her face.
"What did you do, Michelle?!" She slapped herself. Hard. Twice. "You got drunk and seduced your sixteen-year-old cousin. You were supposed to monitor him, not give him 'sex ed' lessons!"
The worst part? She remembered everything. And she remembered how much she liked it. Even now, the memory made her blush. "You're a pervert, Michelle! A failure!"
The Breakfast Proposal
I laid out eggs, bacon, and toast. I put our plates at opposite ends of the table. Space was good.
Michelle came down in a baggy hoodie and sweatpants, her hair still wet. We sat in a silence so thick you could cut it with a knife.
"It was a mistake," she whispered.
"I have to agree," I said. She looked surprised. "You were upset, you drank too much, you lost control. I was sober. I could have stopped you. I didn't. In a way, I'm more to blame."
"No, Michael. I was... I was mostly aware of what I was doing. It's my fault."
"So you're saying you... wanted me?" I asked. The look of horror on her face said everything.
"Just forget it! Please!"
"You're asking a teenager to forget his first time? With a woman who gave him the best night of his life?"
"Michael, stop!" She looked like she was about to cry.
"Maybe... we should date?" I suggested.
"What?! Are you insane?! We're third cousins!"
"I know. But we can't just pretend nothing happened. You're not just some girl from a club. You matter to me." I met her eyes. "Think about it. If you decide this never happened, then it never happened. But don't give me an answer until you've really thought it through."
I left the kitchen, went to my room, locked the door, and screamed into my pillow.
"KILL ME NOW! I'm so cringey!"
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Michelle was gripping her knees, tears streaming down her face.
"I'M GOING TO KILL THOSE BITCHES!" she growled, her mind flashing to the friends who brought the beer.
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