The room was quite spacious, very white and quiet. The alarm didn't go off here, and not even a muffled sound came through the door. It was as if we were in an environment that had nothing to do with the noisy mess outside.
I also noticed that the room didn't have a name engraved to indicate whose room that was. So how did Artoria know it was mine? Maybe she had been here before, and the man who previously owned this body was a lucky bastard, taking advantage of this woman and the status of Master and Servant. What man wouldn't try something with such a beautiful woman?
After entering, Artoria went to the corner of the room near a white screen with a cabinet beside it. She looked at me as if she expected an order or that I would do what I came here to do so that we could deal with the emergency going on outside.
I, however, had other plans. First, I needed to find out what was happening and perhaps get something out of this servant girl.
Don't get me wrong. Seeing her before me, in the flesh, was practically a dream come true. Maybe this is all a dream, so why not enjoy it?
I didn't intend to harass her or do anything she didn't want. I'm not that kind of guy. But maybe I could get her to talk to me. I wasn't such a lousy chitchatter in my former life, and being a streamer also got me a few girls now and then, so I knew what to do here.
The body I now have would also greatly help me in this endeavor. She might not have thrown herself at me, but her glances were very obvious.
Before going on the offense, I looked around naturally, seeming only to want to situate myself in my room. There was a large closet built into the wall with some clothes, one of the doors was open enough for me to notice the same uniform worn by the characters in the game, one white and one black.
Another cabinet in a corner, much smaller and attached to the wall at shoulder height, held books and other personal belongings. This one had no doors. Besides the bed with white sheets and metal frame, and the screen with the third closet beside it, this one I couldn't see if there was anything inside, the door in the back led to a bathroom, its door also open giving me a view of the sink and mirror inside.
The obvious thing would be for me to go over there, wipe the blood off my face, and take a shower, but I headed toward the bed, followed by Artoria's gaze.
I sat down with a long, heavy sigh, ran my hand through my hair, and made a scene of being tired and confused, someone who didn't know where to begin or what he needs to do.
"I have to confess to you, Artoria... I have no idea what's going on." I cast her a severe look, letting my hands fall on my thighs. The prominent bulge still marked the pants, but being seated hid it a bit.
"Master..." She looked wary upon hearing my words but approached me.
The woman's plump breasts swayed slightly with each step.
I know I said I was a decent guy, but the urge to pull her onto the bed increased with each step towards me. Likewise, the throbbing in my cock also increased.
"You'd better clean your face, Master. Make a bandage... I can help you." Her face was between shame and kindness, extremely beautiful.
I smiled and nodded in her direction, which made her blush even more.
"I would appreciate that, Artoria. And please tell me everything you know about what is happening here right now as if I don't know anything. My memory should come back soon, I already remember your name and what I am here in this place, but if we have an emergency and we are in a hurry, I'd better have the information soon." I thought that was a good excuse for the moment, and she seemed to accept it, too, agreeing and going to the bathroom.
Not long after, she sat down next to me with a damp cloth and some bandages that she had left on the bed. As she wiped the cloth over my forehead to remove the blood, she began to explain herself, trying to be as serious as possible. My eyes ended up falling on her cleavage, pulled by the movement she made as she wiped my face.
"I don't know much either, Master. I was summoned only a few hours before the alarm started ringing. There was a tremor, and everyone was very agitated. I heard something about a bombing in a singularity, nothing more specific. We were in that control room when the shaking was so bad that things there started to break, something fell on your head, Master, and you passed out. I'm sorry I can't help you, but..." Artoria continued wiping the cloth over my forehead; she seemed to be looking for something there.
I also felt that I had no bruise or pain in that area.
"Master is not hurt... How? I saw when the object fell on Master..." She looked confused, which was not good.
I took her hand gently, stopping her from continuing to wipe it and looking for something that no longer existed, even though this also sparked my curiosity.
" It's all right, Artoria. It's a good sign it didn't really hurt, isn't it?" I took her hands and lowered them into the space between our legs. The woman's moment of confusion seemed to diminish and gave way to an embarrassed smile.
"We must find the other servants, Master, like I said, I have just arrived. I am not strong enough to protect you." She looked disappointed and embarrassed as she said this, collecting her soft hands as if she was not worthy to touch me.
"Don't say that, Artoria, I believe you are indeed quite strong. Isn't there a quick way to help you increase your statuses?"
I thought about the cellphone in my pocket, and if the account was the same and related to my reincarnation here, I might have enough material to upgrade Artoria to the third ascension. I would have to tell her why I had that, but I think it would be worth it.
Before I could even get my hand out of my pocket, the woman in front of me acted unexpectedly. She took my face between her slender fingers, brought our faces together, and kissed me.
A wet kiss, moving her lips against mine, not taking long to invade her tongue into my mouth and search for mine. Her tongue was soft, and she made no effort to make the kiss lewd, sucking my tongue with her lips or rubbing our mouths together awkwardly and desperately.
Although I was taken by surprise with this action, I didn't think twice about it. As soon as our tongues were involved, my hands also went to her face, each one holding the sides of that beautiful face, with its soft and pleasant skin to touch.
I hurried my hands down her neck and bare shoulders, not ashamed to touch the exposed part of her breasts, her cleavage. My fingers were slow to take advantage of that soft and voluminous skin, the big tits not even fitting in my flattened hands that went down to the cloth covering the rest of that piece of paradise.
My cock was pulsating frantically inside my pants. And for some reason, the phone in my pocket vibrated, but I decided to ignore that for now. My focus was on grabbing the garment by the neckline, and with one pull, I made the plump breasts of the Ruler-class Pendragon pop out. The fact that she was a servant and who she was, made the situation more exciting.
The kiss was now less vulgar, our mouths and tongues meeting with particular affection, quite different from what I was doing with my hands. I squeezed those breasts hard both at once, provoking moans from Artoria through the noise of the sucking mouths.
The stiffened nipples touched the palms of my hands while they groped and pulled the skin of that large part, moving it to my pleasure up and down.
At one point, Artoria just pulled her lips apart, giving me a little kiss before also pulling her face away from me and giving me the sight of that beauty she had. Her whole face was reddened, especially her lips that had just rubbed against mine.
Her green eyes shone with desire, and her voice came out trembling in that well-drawn mouth, cut off by a moan since my hands were still playing with her breasts without pitying the white skin gaining a red tint as my fingers marked it.
"Should I take off my clothes, Master?"