Room 007…
Rose's keys jingled as she approached her apartment door. She slid one key into the lock and turned it, then repeated the process with a second lock.
Finally, she placed her thumb on the small screen beside the third lock, and the door unlocked with a beep. With a pleasant click, she pushed the door open, allowing them both to enter the flat.
Deimos' gaze moved throughout the apartment as he looked all around.
The large hall had brick-patterned walls and a group of sublime white sofas arranged around a black antique table.
The TV rack was extravagantly decorated, and a large mounted TV was prominently displayed.
A well-furnished open kitchen was visible through an opening in the wall.
"Your flat is really beautiful," he commented.
"Thank you; make yourself comfortable; let me change, and then I will cook some pasta."
"Sure, take your time."
Deimos sunk into the sofa, his gaze locked on the Panda Coin app, which he was using to check his balance. He had 550 coins, a modest sum that is sufficient for him now.
He weighed his options: he could always resort to robbing and killing others for more money, but there was another way to earn coins. He could hunt and kill monsters, selling their corpses for a tidy profit.
As he mulled over his choices, Rose returned, now dressed in comfortable clothes.
Rose had changed into a pink t-shirt and black shorts that hugged her figure, and she tied her pink hair into a ponytail. She walked into the kitchen and started gathering ingredients to prepare pasta for both of them.
Meanwhile, Deimos was in deep thought after seeing. When was the last time someone made him food? His life on Earth has always been filled with danger. He never had anyone in his life, but now here in Xthar, everything was different.
He had a system that could make him more powerful, a beautiful pink-haired lady with a great figure who even knew how to make food. Maybe he can change for the better by living a happy life with Rose.
"What the fuck are you, babbling author? I am thinking about what positions I should try, and after seeing her ass in that short and ponytail, I can't think of anything else hihiehehe…"
Rose worked her way around the kitchen, expertly preparing a steaming bowl of pasta for the two of them to share.
She placed the bowl on the dining table and deftly arranged the plates and utensils.
Deimos rose from the sofa and took a seat at the table, while Rose carefully served him a generous portion of the pasta and some garlic bread.
She then served herself and took a seat across from him, a slight grin on her lips as she watched him take the first bite.
"Wow, incredible. This tastes so good; I really haven't eaten anything like this before"
Deimos savored every bite of the pasta and garlic bread as if it were the best meal he had ever tasted.
His eyes closed in pleasure, and a faint smile played on his lips as he relished the flavors. The aroma of the food filled the room, and Rose couldn't help but smile as she watched him eat with such gusto.
"I have decided," he spoke.
"What have you decided?" She replied, looking confused.
"You belong to me now."
Deimos swept Rose off her feet and carried her in his arms like she was a delicate flower.
He rushed quickly towards her bedroom, the fire in his eyes uncontrollable. Rose couldn't stop laughing as she gazed up at his face, feeling like a princess in his arms. It was evident that Deimos had lost control of his desire.
"Wait Deimos, let me give you the pleasure this time," Rose said with a mischievous grin.
"Yes, my queen,"
Without wasting any time, he took off his shirt and laid down on the bed, eager for what was to come.
Meanwhile, Rose approached him, unbuttoning his pants and removing them, followed by his underwear.
Little Deimos was already hard and bulging, ready to go to war.
Rose approached Deimos with a mischievous glint in her eyes, and as she swiftly removed her t-shirt, her big breast bounced tantalizingly.
Her rosy nipples were already erect, begging for attention. With a playful grin, she cupped her breasts and brought them closer to his dick.
She slid his dick between her breasts and began to move them up and down in a seductive rhythm.
With each deliberate motion, her chest rose and fell, and Deimos's dick grew harder, pulsing with anticipation.
Ahhh…yess…
Deimos let himself be carried away by the moment, settling back against the plush cushion and closing his eyes. As he felt the warmth and pressure of Rose's breasts enveloping his dick, his body thrummed with pleasure.
As she began to move with increasing speed, he moaned softly, lost in the depths of ecstasy.
The sensation was unlike anything he'd ever felt before, and it only intensified as her movements became more frantic.
Why didn't he cum yet? Is he really that manly?" Rose thought.
Rose spread her lips and took his dick into her warm mouth, continuing to move her breasts in rhythm. The mix of sensations was overwhelming, and Deimos battled to keep his cool.
He could feel himself teetering on the verge of release as she increased the intensity of her movements.
Despite the tremendous sensations racing through his body, he remained in command, loving every instant of Rose's exquisite pleasure.
"Hehe Rose, you can't make me cum yet."
"Is that so, then what about this?"
Rose rose up quickly, then proceeded to remove her shorts with a slow and sensual wave. She tempted Deimos with the sight of her curves.
Deimos felt a wave of desire coursing through him as she dropped her panties, showing her gleaming pink pussy in its full glory.
He couldn't help but be drawn to her; every inch of her body was asking to be stroked and explored.
"Now let's see if you can handle this, Deimos."