Daniel was in slight confusion. How could such a proud girl lay so serenely before him, spreading her legs? It seemed to him that she would either prefer to die rather than agree to this or would agree only under furious pressure from Daniel. However, apparently, the desire to survive was paramount to her, and for the sake of survival, she was prepared to humble her pride.
Although Daniel expected hysteria, tears, and overt expressions of disgust from any other woman in her place, Serafina seemed surprisingly calm and even focused. Of course, slight notes of dissatisfaction flickered in her gaze, and it was clear from her face that she was not particularly inclined to this act; however, on this island, neither she nor the other players had any choice.
Daniel approached her, stood a little closer, expecting to see traces of fear and tension on her face. However, her expression was more tired and sour, highlighting how troublesome and unpleasant this activity was for her.
But her facial expression did not disturb Daniel. He mentally weighed the situation, recognizing that he had no other choice.
`Either this way, or I'll go crazy and die on this damn island. I wouldn't say that I like doing this with someone who doesn't want it, but who has a choice here?`
Daniel approached Serafina and knelt down, hovering over her slender naked body, after which he gently and carefully touched her legs. He looked at her face, which looked back at him with a weary and dissatisfied expression.
"Do you mind if the one who could theoretically be a traitor takes the top? Doesn't your pride object to a potential traitor taking control over you?" he asked.
Serafina frowned.
"I don't think that superiority in position means domination over a partner. On the contrary, it gives me the opportunity to keep the situation under control, as my back is protected, and the entire perimeter is in my field of vision. Moreover, in case of a sudden enemy attack during our interaction, you will be the first victim, leaving me a chance for salvation," she answered with a sharp and hostile look.
"We are in a Safe Zone. Monsters can't enter here," Daniel said calmly.
"Monsters can't. But we can't exclude that there may be someone else on the island. After all, the message about the generation of monsters was separate from the message about the generation of enemies," Serafina concluded. Her words slightly strained Daniel and also angered his calmness about the fact that he could be used as a meat shield.
Daniel sharply spread the girl's legs wider, causing a change in her haughty look to one of dissatisfaction.
"If anyone tries to attack me from behind, I'll react in time, and you'll take the hit," Daniel said indifferently.
Despite his harsh words, Serafina's facial expression remained arrogant and self-assured.
"This question will remain open. Fruitless discussions are taking up too much of our time. Our chances of survival will significantly decrease if we linger here. We must leave this place as soon as possible. So get on with it without any further words," she commanded.
Words could not express the degree of irritation that Daniel felt toward Serafina. She was the source of everything he did not want to encounter in people, everything that made him avoid society.
Unfortunately, however, she was right, and they needed to finish this as quickly as possible. But there was one problem.
`Ha? What's going on? Hey, you there... Are you okay? Hey? Move it, come on!` Daniel thought, agitated.
And the problem was Daniel's soldier between his legs, which stubbornly did not respond to the young man's offensive actions, remaining asleep.
Of course, this sometimes happens to many men. The first time, one can get too nervous and fail to awaken his tool. After all, though there was a naked girl in front of him, it was clear that she was not interested in him, and there must always be at least minimal chemistry between partners. But the chemistry between Daniel and Serafina was definitely zero percent.
However, Daniel felt that it was not the issue. Only now did he realize that his soldier had been dead all this time.
Of course, he had been in many stressful situations, and there was nothing surprising about that, but Daniel knew his shaft well. At least once a day, it should show some signs of life. Especially when there is a girl with such a body lying in front of him! But it was dead. His soldier had been shot, it had no pulse, and the case was hopeless.
Serafina looked at him, and her eyes stopped at the source of what caused Daniel such anxiety.
"Your companion seems to be having some difficulties. Could it be that you have some health problems?" Serafina said without particular sympathy and with a clear hint of failure, stinging Daniel sharply.
"Who knows," Daniel replied calmly. He tried to rub his sword against her flower, but still, there was no result. Daniel felt a strong awkwardness and discomfort. Everything inside him tightened with tension at that moment.
Serafina sighed heavily and frowned.
"If it will make your task easier, you can touch my body. Roughness in this situation will not disturb me if it helps move this process along."
"I can be rough? Are you sure?" Daniel wondered to himself.
"Everything is fine. Due to my particular condition, I am unable to feel any physical sensations such as pain or touch. It will not cause me physical discomfort, although I will not deny that it will hurt my pride. But I have to reconcile myself to the thought that a stranger, because of whose actions I could be in this situation, touched me..." Serafina sighed, turning away.
Daniel, of course, did not play the noble and refuse such an opportunity. Since the girl allowed it, why not take advantage of this opportunity. Maybe it will help.
He slowly and gently ran his fingers over her firm and smooth stomach, then moved up a little, feeling her waist and sides with his palms, and eventually his hands stopped on Serafina's small but exquisite and round breast.
Last time he did this accidentally when she was unconscious. But now there was an opportunity to do this with the girl's permission, right before her eyes. He firmly grabbed her breast with his fingers, pulling it slightly towards himself.
Serafina did not react to this at all. Her face remained haughty, self-assured, and slightly displeased. She did not look at Daniel but looked around, maintaining vigilance even during their intimate interaction.
Daniel looked at the soldier between his legs and again found no reaction.
'Damn it! Hell! Bastard! Why the hell did you decide to betray me?! Right now!? When this is not just important to me, my life depends on this! Maybe it's really because of stress? Hmm, okay. I have one last weapon left; if you don't react to this, then there's really something wrong with me.'
Daniel quickly removed his hands from Serafina's breasts and put them on her thighs. He squeezed them tightly, then sliding his hand along the curves of her buttocks, touched them, experiencing his personal heaven.
Daniel could hear an angelic melody ringing in his head, but his soldier still remained silent. Still!
"I need you to turn over." Daniel said coldly.
Serafina sighed and frowned. Of course, she could have told him a lot. But as she said before, they didn't have much time to chat. The girl turned over, and Daniel saw her beautiful behind.
Now he saw it so close. Those curves, shapes – everything was so beautiful. And moreover, he could finally touch them. He carefully and gently touched each of her buttocks, and in Daniel's head, this time, Richard Strauss's composition "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" began to play. The drums loudly pounded when he joyfully began to stroke her beautiful and firm buttocks. A tense melody rang out when he finally firmly grasped them.
This was definitely the best feeling Daniel had ever felt in his life. Even better than defeating those damn monkeys. But his sword! His sword did not agree with this and continued to stubbornly sleep.
`What the hell?! This is a mistake! Are you telling me, are you telling me that it doesn't react to such a butt?! This is impossible. It's a curse. Definitely a curse. System, what have you done to me, you damn scammer?! Bastard!`
"System, why is my penis in a non-working condition?" Daniel asked with a stone-faced expression.
Serafina slightly raised an eyebrow, hearing his words. A system message immediately popped up in front of Daniel.
[Players cannot begin a session aimed at reducing desire until each of them triggers their partner's fetish.]
`Oh, hell no! Are you serious right now?! Activate each other's fetishes?! So someone has to hit me in the balls!? Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey! Hey! No.`
"Did you get an answer?" the girl asked with interest.
"You can try to check it yourself."
Serafina did not waste time and asked the system the same question. Her sigh was heavy and disappointed when she got the answer.
"As expected." - The girl abruptly got up and sat down on the ground. "Of course, I would have liked to avoid this even more, but we have no choice."
Actually, deep down, Daniel knew that this would be the case. He knew that the fetish would somehow be connected with this, but he still hoped to the last that maybe the fetish would be responsible for something else, but, unfortunately, the answer was negative. This was unavoidable, and Daniel had to shove his indignation far away. To sleep with girls, he needed the girl to step on and hit his genitals. But in all this, even that was not the worst.
`My condition... How the fuck do I tell her about my fetish, with my condition?!`
"So... What's your fetish?" the girl's question was sharp and straightforward, Her gaze confidently and determinedly stared into Daniel's eyes. She looked down at him from above, while Daniel inwardly cursed his fate.