The Hero's Rival
The first time they met—when was that?
If it counted as a faceless, virtual encounter, it had been before she ever arrived in Elyunar.
Almiraj had been an outstanding student even in her original world. Whenever something piqued her curiosity, she would hunt down the knowledge herself and master it until her interest was satisfied.
Then she fell into gaming.
The trigger had been trivial stress relief. She could no longer remember what had caused it. All she knew was that she had touched a game for the first time in her life and become completely absorbed.
After that, she played many games for fun rather than stress relief. The one she enjoyed most was a bullet-hell shooter whose awkward title roughly translated to “I’m Not Ashamed of My Custom Character.”
Despite the half-hearted name, the controls were brutally difficult. You had to switch between first- and third-person perspectives while deflecting waves of projectiles. First-person made it easy to swat bullets but hard to see distant threats; third-person let you scout ahead but made precise deflection nearly impossible.
Surprisingly, the game had solid story content, and many players enjoyed it. Almiraj had been the undisputed number one.
Until he appeared.
One day she lost the top ranking she had held for so long. She brushed it off and tried to reclaim it, but within hours the new number one’s score began climbing exponentially. The account had only been created a few days earlier.
Her competitive spirit ignited. Almiraj abandoned every other schedule and poured herself into beating him.
In the end, she never did.
Then one day his ID vanished. While the company was contacting her as the former number one for feedback, she had asked whether he had been using hacks or bugs.
He had not.
“He wrote in the deletion reason that he didn’t realize it was an online game?”
[Yes. The character has already been deleted.]
That bastard had won and run away. She had wanted to mock him as a loser and a coward, but when she saw the score he had achieved through solo play, she could not bring herself to laugh.
Even when she later received the offer to come to Elyunar, even when she learned about the gods’ game, even when her powers were confiscated as a penalty, she remembered him. Then, while living as the Stranger Killer, she forgot. Until she met him again.
More precisely, until she met him directly.
And now that same man was overlapping his body with hers.
“Haa… haa…♡”
She could hardly believe the sounds coming from her own mouth. She had always maintained her beauty as a woman’s weapon, yet she had never once acted overly coquettish. Now every moan that escaped her lips was dripping with sweet, pleading affection.
At first she had forced the sounds out on purpose, but now she simply had no room left to pretend.
Too… good…
It was her first time. Dre’s cock was enormous. In her original world she had never been interested in men because of work, but she had seen plenty of explicit media. During her time as the Stranger Killer she had occasionally ambushed men in the middle of sex and killed them, so she had seen male anatomy before. Dre’s was in another league entirely—larger than anything in adult videos, regardless of race.
Even though this body belonged to a Stranger and had once lost all its stats, becoming almost ordinary, she had expected pain. Instead there was only pleasure. Happiness so pure it felt unreal.
“Ang♡ ang♡ ang♡ ang♡ ang…♡”
“Huff, huff, huff, huff.”
Slap, slap, slap.
Creak. Creak.
The wet, obscene sounds were intoxicating. The bed’s rhythmic creaking only fueled her excitement.
Realizing how pathetic she sounded, she tried to regain some composure.
“Huu… mmph♡”
Dre refused to allow even that. He sealed her mouth with his own. Their tongues tangled in the air; his saliva poured into her.
“Aah…”
It felt so good she wanted to drink him forever. Noticing her expression melting, she pushed herself up and straddled him in cowgirl position. While licking his nipples she rocked her hips, creaking the bed. The pleasure of his cock stabbing her womb became too much; she straightened her back, stuck out her tongue, and let out a beast-like moan.
“Ooh♡ ugh♡ ooh♡”
Dre grabbed her full, elastic breasts and teased her nipples. His rough touch sent sparks of pleasure through her. Almiraj moaned blankly.
“Ang, ahang♡ ang♡ ang♡ ah…♡ ahah…♡ ah…!♡”
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
White foam bubbled where their bodies joined, the lewd wet sounds echoing. She could not take it anymore. She felt she would lose if this continued. Almiraj tried to use visual effects to push Dre over the edge—grabbing his hair, raising his arms—when Dre suddenly sat up.
“Fuck, you’re seriously fucking hot.”
“Ah…”
He seized her arms and dragged his tongue into her armpit. The spot was embarrassing, yet the pleasure she knew he would give her made her anticipate it. Even then her hips never stopped; her sweet moans continued.
Slurp.
“Aah…!♡♡♡♡♡”
The sensation was far more intense than she had imagined. His tongue lapped and sucked at her armpit; Almiraj cried out in a high-pitched scream of ecstasy.
“Aaaaaah…♡♡♡”
She quickly covered her mouth. She could not let him see her completely undone.
“U-uhuu…♡ Pervert♡”
“Your armpit being this lewd is the real problem.”
Her flawless, lightly muscled body with its bronze skin made Dre want to lick every inch.
Almiraj unconsciously stuck out her tongue. The moment she realized what she had done, she tried to pull it back, but Dre caught it and sucked.
“Suck♡ lick♡ suck♡ ha♡ ah♡ slurp♡”
He hugged her tightly and thrust deep, over and over.
“O-oh♡ ah♡ aah…♡♡!”
She could still allow these moans. But she refused to let out the truly animalistic ones. She did not want to be seen as an easy woman.
…Woman.
Ever since I resolved to live through hardship, I had half-given up on acting like a woman…
“Huff, huff, huff.”
“Ah, ah, ah…!♡”
Thrust, thrust, thrust.
“Sluuuurp.”
“Aah, there… feels good…♡”
While Dre sucked hard on her breasts like a baby, Almiraj could only moan those words. His pistoning grew faster. His tongue licked up every bead of sweat on her chocolate skin. Without thinking, Almiraj asked,
“D-does it taste good?”
“…Yeah. Delicious.”
“How much?”
“Fucking delicious.”
“……♡”
Thrust♡ thrust♡ thrust♡ thrust♡
His words made her happy. Her pussy clenched tighter around his cock in response. Almiraj felt her mind burn with pleasure and let out an aroused moan.
“You taste amazing too♡”
“You bitch…! Don’t say shit that turns me on!”
Thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust thrust.
Creak. Creak. Creak.
Dre suddenly lifted Almiraj and placed her on the table that stood in the hospital-like room. When she raised her hips and shook them seductively, as if begging for his cock, Dre obliged, pounding into her with wet, rapid thrusts.
“Huu, hok.”
While letting out vulgar moans, she suddenly looked ahead. A mirror.
Reflected in it was her own shameful figure: on all fours atop the small table, hips raised, drooling from her mouth while greedily taking his cock—like a female in heat.
“Haa, haa, haaaaaa.”
Shame and a strange, twisted pleasure surged through her; her excitement refused to subside. Thanks to their repeated sex her stamina had improved, but even that had limits.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
The sound of penetration grew faster. Then, the largest load yet erupted inside her.
Spurt spurt spurt spurt.
Splash splash splash.
They climaxed together. The only difference was that Dre had pulled out at the last moment and painted her body instead. Normally she would have found it unpleasant, but because it was Dre’s, she felt no disgust—only a faint question.
“At this point… isn’t it too late?”
“No, I just… wanted to see it on your skin once.”
“…Pervert♡”
“….!”
Just being called a pervert made his cock twitch back to life. He really was a pervert.
“No, wait… what’s your name?”
Now that he thought about it, he had never heard Almiraj’s real name. “Raz” probably was not it.
“…I’m not telling you.”
“Tell me.”
“…Nooo…♡ Ah, ah♡”
“Still not gonna say it?”
“Ang, ang♡ ah… aah…♡ huu, haa… haa…♡ ha. I-I don’t want to…”
“Say it.”
Kiss.
The way this man kissed her elbow was unbearably sweet. She almost blurted out her name without thinking. But she could not. If she did, she felt she would fall completely for him.
She had never known love or romance in her entire life. In Elyunar she had seen too many filthy sights and suffered too much; such thoughts had seemed like a luxury she neither wanted nor needed.
Yet now… and with the man she had once considered her game rival, the man who had ruined her plans… she felt herself falling. If she gave him her name here, she would never be able to leave. So she held out until the end and did not tell him. They climaxed together once more.
She had no idea how much time had passed, but Almiraj wished this moment would never end.
Her thoughts turned into action. Even while resting on the bed soaked with sweat and love juices, their bodies remained connected.
They did not separate even when they needed water. When Almiraj drank on all fours, Dre pounded her from behind like a madman. When Dre drank, she straddled him and shook her hips until her ass burned.
Eventually even that became too bothersome, so they fed each other water mouth-to-mouth while having sex. The contrast of cold water on their burning bodies felt wonderful.
Almiraj’s bronze skin had turned more than half white from Dre’s semen.
Does this guy have an infinite supply…?
Or did it mean she was that attractive to him?
Almiraj felt an unfamiliar emotion.
There was a saying about a woman’s happiness. She had always thought it ridiculous. How could being loved by a man possibly satisfy one’s self-esteem? Yet right now, feeling joy from this man who kept demanding her was an undeniable fact.
She trained regularly, but her muscles were still lacking by her own standards. Even so, no other body had ever given her this sense of fulfillment. Being held by Dre’s solid frame made Almiraj feel genuinely happy. Dre, in turn, found holding her lithe, leopard-like body extremely satisfying.
But… they had to stop here. She had come with that intention from the beginning—to leave behind one last good memory. She had stayed here longer than planned, but continuing any further would ruin everything she had worked for. Yet right now…
“Suck, lick, lick.”
“Haa, ha, ang, aah… ang. Suck… touch my breasts… Dre…♡♡”
“Got it.”
For now, she simply wanted to lose herself honestly in pleasure.
What brought them back to their senses was a single chime.
Beep beep beep beep.
Dre and Almiraj stopped, wearing puzzled and startled expressions respectively.
“That?”
“Yeah. It’s an alarm artifact…”
“Why?”
“I-I was going to finish my assistant work.”
“That busy?”
She was not particularly busy, but since she would soon be gone, she had wanted to at least complete what she could. Almiraj spoke without showing those thoughts.
“I definitely set the reservation for yesterday, though… What time is it now?”
“Hasn’t it only been about three hours…?”
“Two hours, right?”
It had not. A full day had passed.
“……”
“……That.”
“I’ll handle the work, so just do it.”
“But… mmph.. haa, lick.. ♡ haang…♡ huut…♡”
Her resistance was futile. Her expression melted under Dre’s kiss, and they began thrusting against each other again.
Dre recalled spending an entire night with Laiet. If Laiet had not fallen asleep from exhaustion and if Holland had not shown up, they might have kept going even then.
Almiraj’s stamina surpassed Dre’s; if she set her mind to it, they could probably have sex for the rest of their lives. That kind of life might actually be happy. But he thought Almiraj would hate it—and, coincidentally, Almiraj was thinking the exact same thing. She held herself back for fear that Dre would dislike it, yet she wanted to stay like this forever.
Five hours before Kaits’ warned deadline of two days.
Only then did the two finally stop and head into the bathroom together. They had intended to wash off the semen and sweat, but while cleaning each other Almiraj kept stimulating Dre’s cock with her hand.
“Come to think of it, you were just inexperienced at first, huh.”
Almiraj frowned cutely at the remark, remembering her own clumsy movements.
“Got a problem with that?”
“It’s seriously fucking hot.”
“Mmph…”
Dre kissed her. In the end they had sex in the bathroom too. After three more climaxes they finally finished bathing.
Only three hours remained. Dre lay down on the carpet instead of the damp bed.
“Then I’ll go back to my room…”
“Sleep here and leave later. No one will complain if you say you were nursing me.”
“…What about the smell?”
“Ah, I can use cleaning magic roughly. You know that too, right?”
“I… now… um… that was limited…”
“Oh?”
Dre pulled her arm and drew her into his embrace. Thump thump. Almiraj tried to calm her wildly beating heart and looked at Dre’s profile.
“Sleep.”
“..Okay.”
With her head resting on his shoulder, still damp with sweat, Almiraj’s chest was filled with satisfaction. Dre gently stroked her hair. Then he made a surprised sound.
“You… I came inside you so much. Are you okay?”
Almiraj grinned mischievously.
“You’ll take responsibility, right?”
“Eh.”
“I don’t want to be interfered with, so just pay child support.”
“Were you a gold-digger? How much?”
Almiraj burst out laughing at Dre’s attitude.
“It’s a lie. Originally, Strangers and people with unique Runar have a hard time getting pregnant.”
“Really?”
“Besides, I came prepared with contraception.”
“…That.”
She did not say she had come intending to have sex from the start. Dre simply looked happy, and Almiraj found that Dre adorable.
Black rubber. Despite the name that sounded like something you had to put on yourself, it was a magical tool typical of this fantasy world: swallow it and contraception was automatic.
But right now she found the black rubber hateful. She tried to push the thought away. Even if she had a child, how could she possibly raise one? Dragging a baby around while living as a fugitive would be cruel to the child. Almiraj forced the thought from her mind and watched Dre’s blinking eyes.
Dre’s eyes closed. Almiraj held his hand, which was wrapped around her arm, for a long while before slowly lifting it and placing it on the bed.
It was time to leave.
Almiraj rose.
Chirp chirp chirp.
She had only slept three hours, yet she felt refreshed. Sex with Almiraj had been excellent exercise. But… the woman who had been beside her was gone.
She had expected Almiraj to leave, but she really had gone. Should he chase after her now? But wouldn’t that bother her?
Just as he thought that, the door opened. Almiraj, now changed into fresh clothes, stood there holding drinks in both hands.
“You’re awake?”
“……”
“Why?”
“No, just…”
“How boring.”
Almiraj smiled faintly and handed him a drink. Then she muttered,
“I was going to go back to my room, but your arm grabbed me.”
“Do I have a bad sleeping habit?”
“Yeah.”
“Seriously?”
He would have to be careful.
“Get changed. We’re leaving soon.”
“Right.”
First they had to tidy the bed. Following Almiraj’s instructions, Dre used a cleaning spell. It was not perfectly spotless, but the stickiness and dampness disappeared.
As she said, he only washed his face and changed clothes. All the while his eyes kept drifting to Almiraj. She wore tight short denim pants and a sleeveless top that emphasized her healthy figure.
“What? Want to do it again?”
Almiraj laced her fingers behind her head and raised her arms provocatively. The armpits he had licked whenever they had a spare moment yesterday… damn, that was hot. Seeing her naked was hot, but the limited exposure while clothed was even hotter. He was about to lick her when he remembered they had little time left. Instead he simply walked over and wrapped his arms around her waist.
“Oh my. No time…”
Without a word he lowered his head and kissed her. First a light peck, then he poked her lips with his tongue. Almiraj seemed to stiffen for a moment before she met him with her own tongue. He had planned to pull away after just mixing tongues, but once they started kissing he did not want to stop.
Soon their breathing grew rough. When he hugged her waist tightly, her massive breasts pressed firmly against his chest. God, she was hot. No matter how many times he held this elastic body, he never got tired of it. But now they really had to…
Then Almiraj looped both arms around his neck and pulled his head down. Joy and excitement surged at once. They shared a deep, passionate kiss, sucking and licking until steam seemed to rise.
…How much time did they have left? When would that busybody Kaits show up? They still had a little time, right?
…Should they do it one more time? But Almiraj would find it annoying, right…?
“…Dre.”
“Yeah?”
“Just once more?”
“…Deal.”
Knowing she wanted it too made excitement surge through him. Suck, kiss. A rough kiss. He shoved his hand into her pants and stimulated both her ass and pussy at once.
“Haaang…!♡♡”
Right after she let out that seductive moan—
“I’m coming in.”
The door suddenly opened and someone entered. It was Laiet.
“…Ah.”
Laiet’s eyes widened in surprise. Dre and Almiraj remained frozen in each other’s arms.