Despite how long and lovely it feels, eventually, this deep and blissful rest must end. I wake up the following day with a thousand different thoughts swimming through my head. Only just the night before, I lost my virginity to a young and stunningly beautiful teenaged Princess who, for reasons unknown, ran away from home. Rather than awakening in a groggy, tired haze, I'm overtaken by a strange and surreal feeling, asking, 'did that really just happen?'
The answer is, sure enough, yes. That very same Princess is still here in my bed with me.
At some point, she must have fallen off me during the night, as Sam is now lying at my side instead of on top of me. Her tousled hair looks even messier than it did last night, and her mouth is agape. The girl is drooling all over the pillow, which is propping her head up, making her look even more unpolished and immature than she typically does.
I stare at my new lover in the morning light, playing back the events of last night in my head on repeat. I imagine the touch, the sensation, the thrills, and the chills... part of me can't believe I changed so much just because a girl offered herself to me. Can sex really alter a man so much? Am I really all that different now that I've promised this girl that I will no longer hold myself back?
As long as I make good on my words and never fall back into being the person I used to be ever again, I think so.
Whatever the case, I don't feel like the same man that I was the day before. Just as my seed was inserted within the girl sleeping beside me, that same girl planted a seed of hope within my heart. Relying on Sam to nurture it isn't going to be enough. I'll have to be the one to make sure that seed grows into more than just hope. I'll make my desires become a reality, and nothing will stop me.
From this point on, if I want something, it will be mine no matter what it takes. I want success. I want riches, prestige, love, and everything else this world has denied me until now. That's the kind of life I'm going to lead.
Ironically, the only thing I don't want is to deal with all that supposed magical destiny bullshit involving defeating the Demon Lord. I just learned what sex feels like. Why the fuck would I want to go off now of all times and risk my life for something that barely even involves me? It's not like I'm one of the Heroes of Light from Karnalle's history, anyway.
No, thank you.
Living a fluffy Guild life with lots of sex from now on is my priority. I'll work with Sam to repair this place and really make something of it. Who knows, maybe if I get enough powerful adventurers, I can send them on a quest to have them slay the Demon Lord on my behalf? Surely that would be good enough. I'll be Karnalle's first-ever Hero-by-proxy.
The absurd thought makes me laugh to myself a little harder than I meant it to, which ends up making Sam stir. The young, sleepy Princess grumbles a bit in a low, hushed tone. Soon after, she rubs the sleep from her eyes groggily and sits up. The covers fall off her shoulders and her breasts, large and beautiful, hang off her chest and jiggle before resting in place. Sam yawns loud and proud before stretching out like a cat, although with her hair, she looks much more like a lion than anything else.
She meets my gaze for the first time this morning, and she smiles wide like she's just as happy to see me as I am to see her. "Morning, Daddy..."
"Morning, Princess," Right after I greet her, Sam wastes no time at all in expressing our new fondness for one another. She leans in, pressing her lips to mine so that we may both share a tender kiss that lasts for half a minute.
After pulling away, the girl whispers in a soft, teasing tone, "You got some nasty-ass morning breath."
"As do you, my dear." I return her criticism with my own.
The Princess raises an eyebrow at me, saying, "Well, I wonder why that is, huh? Maybe it was dinner or something else that you made me swallow last night..."
"Best get used to it. I might have some more for you soon." The innuendo increases, as does my own ego.
"Oh, I'll get used to it, alright. Mmmn... gotta say, though, I'm really digging the newfound confidence." She licks her lips in a teasing way.
"We both have you to thank for that," I remind her.
Sam smiles before putting her hand on her cheek and thinking aloud, "It's not just me. I just helped push you out of whatever funk you were in... speaking of, Boss... I know this is moving, uh, really fast and all that, but... last night was-"
"The best night of my life." I finish her sentence for her, eliciting a cute laugh out of the girl.
"Yeah, same. Kinda weird how this works, y'know? Everything feels... kinda 'right' when I'm with you." The girl sighs like she's ashamed or perhaps worried about just how well our new connection fits.
Sighing, I tell her, "I think it's best if we just accept the bizarre circumstance for what it is."
"And what do you think it is, Boss?" She crosses her arms, tilts her head, and raises her eyebrow, all while smirking.
Half sarcastically, I ask her, "Would it be cliche if I said love at first sight?"
We both sort of stare at each other before laughing hard.
"I dunno if I'd go that far," She blushes, averting her eyes and brushing a few strands of hair out of her face. "But I guess it's pretty damn close."
I reach out and grab Sam by her wide hips, roll her over and look down at the surprised look on her face as I hover over her body. "I'd go that far."
"Goddesses above and below, I've created a monster, haven't I...?" She looks up at me with an even redder face, perhaps excited by my forwardness.
"You say that like it's a bad thing..." I press my body down against her, giving her a taste of my morning wood.
With a smirk, Sam shoves me in the chest just hard enough to push me off but not hard enough to hurt. "Chill for a bit, I'm still tired... you really put me through the wringer, heh. Hug?"
"Hug," I repeat, smiling and wrapping my arms around her as she settles into the fabled little spoon position. Sam rustles the blankets while curling her body up to me and yawning.
We lay there, basking in the morning sunlight coming in through the curtain for several minutes. The warmth of the spring glow feels lovely, and I enjoy our closeness until Sam breaks the silence saying, "You seem a lot different already, Boss..."
"Well, I FEEL a lot different. I hope that's not strange to you, is it?"
"Nah, I like it. It just proves I was right... there was something inside of you looking for a way out, and you just needed a swift kick in the ass to get it together. Don't lose sight of it again, you got that?" Sam's voice loses its playfulness, and I get the feeling that I would hurt her deeply if, after everything she's done for me, I were to somehow revert back into who I used to be.
Leaning in towards Sam's ear, I whisper, "I don't think that'll be a problem. I've finally tasted what it means to truly be alive, and I'm hungry for more."
"That so? Well, it's your first day as the new you... what do you wanna do with it?" With a playful smirk upon her face, the Princess scoots out of our cuddle position, turns around, staring me in the eye. I can feel her expectations rising.
"I'm looking right at her," I run the risk of being cheesy with my confidence, but Sam seems to be the type who likes that sort of thing, so I go for broke.
"Smooth. Do you really just wanna sit around all day and fuck me, though? Really? I mean, I know I'm hot as hell, but..." From the way the girl bites her lips and from the lusty look in her eyes, I can tell she's far from against the idea.
"Really. Fuck everything else. The Guild has waited for ages for proper management- it can wait another day or two while I indulge in fulfilling years and years of unfulfilled fantasies. I may be a Guild Master, but first and foremost, I am a pervert." I lean in closer to Sam, smiling warmly as I say, "What do you say the two of us take a few days to get to know each other even better, Princess?"
Sam closes her eyes, deep in thought, before opening them and smiling right back at me. "That sounds like one hell of a quest, Boss. Sign me up."
And so, for the rest of the day, we carried on indulging ourselves and learning plenty more about one another's bodies.