It was after two and a half hours after the first game, both Amelia and Anthony were resting since there was not much to do. There was no access to the TV, and they were also a little tired from all the searching they did. It was at this moment that the TV suddenly buzzed.
Ttring!
[The Second Game will now be announced!]
It came; both of them have the same thought.
They were anxiously waiting for this moment since it was the only way to get food and, ultimately, to get out of this place. Well, there were also expectations of what kind of shameful thing they were going to do this time.
They did not have to wait for long to satiate their curiosity.
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[Games of Ecstasy—Game#2]
Name: Fulfilling Temptations
Description: Anthony has been staring at Amelia's breasts with fascination since the start. It is time to act on your thoughts. Fulfill your fantasy by fondling them and kissing them with love for at least ten minutes.
Time Limit: 20 minutes
Reward: Food Ingredients
Penalty for failure: None
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[Your time starts now!]
"..."
"..."
Well... They were not expecting to see a reveal alongside the challenge.
'This... so awkward.'
"Cough, what do you say about this game? This will be more revealing for you. If you are uncomfortable, we can skip this since there are no penalties." He hastily said some words and waited for her reply.
Surprisingly, Amelia looked at him with firm eyes instead of the meek and shame-filled eyes from earlier. But the question that came from her was not one bit pleasant.
"Were you... staring at my breasts?"
How should he answer this question? Anthony was troubled. It was obvious that anybody would be fascinated by her boobs, not only him. He secretly resented the one who wrote such a description.
"Yes..." He came out clean. There was no denying it, and if he were to reject it, it would only show his dishonesty, and the sense of trust that was built until now could be damaged.
"Oh... I see."
'Will she distance herself from me?'
Truthfully, it was already a form of torcher to live with a beauty like her alone in a locked room while suppressing his hormones. It couldn't be helped that he looked at her body every now and then. It was just a normal instinct, and he was still faithful to his desires.
"Can I ask you something?" She asked out of the blue.
"It is no problem."
What was that? He didn't expect her to question him like this, so he was a little baffled.
"Can I... trust you?"
The question that was asked was a heavy one, and it baffled him even more. But unfortunately, the time spent between them was short, and the meaning was not conveyed to him.
"... I don't understand."
"I..." At this, Amelia paused for a moment and thought about what she actually wanted from him. It didn't take long, and she opened her mouth to say, "Will you forget about me and abandon me after this? Will I be able to lean on you for even a little in the future?"
She looked straight into his eyes and waited for his response with a baited breath and a shaky mind. She tried to look strong, but the still budding and immature courage could not hide her moment of weakness.
"Sorry, but I can't guarantee this."
"Right..." What was she expecting? That he would take care of her rest of his life. She realized that she was being selfish and did not show any disappointment. But it still stung her heart, until his next words came out.
"I can't guarantee the future. What will become of us? It is uncertain. But your question denies my efforts." He seemed sad as he uttered those words.
"What do you mean by that?"
Was he rejecting her? Or something else. Amelia couldn't understand.
"I want you to become independent and not beg for anyone to rely on in such a way. And, even if you want help, it should not be like this. And." He said confidently, "I will guarantee that."
Badump.
Her throat contracted, and her heart swelled with emotions at his words. Wasn't it even greater than what she was expecting?
"Why...?"
Why do so much? Why for a woman like her?
"Well, um, let's say that I like you. I just hate seeing you so weak."
Even blood could betray itself. In this selfish world, an act without any ulterior motives didn't exist. Amelia was painfully aware of this. But she didn't question the motives of Anthony. She couldn't do it because it was the first time someone showed so much trust in her. She wanted to believe in him, and that's it.
"I want to trust you."
There was an unusual strength in her voice. Anthony calmly listened to her in silence.
"So, let's do our best in clearing the games and escaping from here."
"..."
"And let's forget and enjoy ourselves. Please don't ask for my opinion every time. I want to do it. Though... please take care of me."
It was a confession. From Amelia to Anthony, who respected her boundaries, it was her way of saying that she would gladly take part in the games. She didn't want him to ask her every time about her permission, but instead, wanted to enjoy this time where she was freed from the worries and insecurities of the world. At least here, she could forget herself and be what she wanted without any shame or burden.
"I understand. Then..." How should he respond to her conviction? She showed her heart, and it was time to show his. "When should we start? Time is ticking."
He did not ask if she was uncomfortable or not with the task, but bluntly showed his own eagerness a little.
"Through the cloth or without?"
"Umm..."
He closed the distance and looked at her.
"It is still too early. Let's start slow. I will blindfold myself while doing this. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"
He didn't wait for her answer and quickly took out a handkerchief and covered his eyes with it.
"Guide me. I will follow your lead."
"..."
"We don't have much time. If we fail this, we will not have eating to eat tonight."
The perplexed Amelia regained her spirit and belatedly realized.
'He is still looking out for me. I should also show some spirit.'
Slowly, she started guiding him towards herself, into her heart, gradually peeling away at her loneliness.
It was the start of something even more lovely and sweet than the kissing they shared some time ago. It was bound to be raunchy, and... special.