My Life In A Fantasy, Women-Dominated World-Chapter 58: Time Pass

A numb shoulder woke me up from a dream.

A dream about some monsters and fighting, while protecting my team of gorgeous beauties.

Though, I forgot most details about it the moment my eyes opened up.

The vision was glassy and hazy, but still, the first view was worth it.

Claire was still sleeping on my shoulder while facing me, her mouth was slightly open and a small trail of saliva dripped down her mouth on my shoulder.

She looked so much at peace, that I couldn’t resist taking a few clicks of her pic while she was asleep.

Though I had to take only the face’s pic, or else this picture would be termed as a nude, and I would be termed as a creep.

Despite the numbness of my shoulder, I didn’t disturb Claire, watching her with casual eyes until I dozed off again.

***

I was shook off my sleep when I felt some movement against my shoulder.

Claire, who finally awakened, was trying her best to move off my shoulder and lay on the mattress instead.

Shifting properly into the position, she extended her left arm and grinned at me, "You can take revenge for your sleeping arm."

I scoffed, "Oh yeah? And where? On your bandages?"

Claire scoffed, challenging me that I was too light to cause any issue to her wounds.

But regarding the wounds, my threat of reverse senses always worked, as time began to pass naturally between us.

During this time, we decided to order our food as I had no intention to cook and neither had that awesome skill, while Claire was in no condition to cook.

I smartly left the decision to her by making an excuse to take a short warm water shower.

And returning out, I found her on the bed, this time sitting with her back against the headboard and smoking a thin cigarette.

Clouds of white smoke trailed out of her delicate lips as she gazed at me with a smile.

"I ordered a pizza and losanga for you." she informed.

"And for yourself?" I asked back, having no clue what the hell losanga was supposed to be, but not asking about it either.

"The same. I don’t discriminate." she said sagely.

I chuckled back in response while sitting beside her.

She offered me the cigarette and I took it gratefully, taking long drags as I felt the smoke trail down my lungs refreshingly.

It was surprising, more than therapeutic.

There was no burning flavour of tobacco or the light suffocation in the lungs, the smoke rushed in my veins as if it was a tonic rather than a harmful thing.

I looked at her in surprise as she grinned mysteriously.

"Eva got them for me, they are made out of herbs with healing properties. Good for health, surprising, I know right." she said excitedly.

"That’s great!"

"Though I still miss tobacco ones..." she sighed, "But I am only allowed to have those once I am healed."

"So sad."

We both continued to yap, Claire told me many stories and then offered to watch a movie as we spent time together, smoking, eating, talking... touching, all the normal couple stuff.

Her friends told that Jaq and Katie were busy at night, and hence they will be dropping by in the morning for breakfast and discussion, thus a mere eye contact was enough for me and Claire to get it on once again.

The position was the same as before, her tightness was still unmatched and the passion was even higher.

Yet, her melodic screams were nowhere to be found as I was not foolish enough to cause her pain by using the skill once again.

I asked her for it, but she seemed reluctant to go for it.

No doubt, she would have said yes if I had asked this question after making her orgasm at least once, or when she was hazy and operating on a single brain cell.

But I wanted to ask her when she was feeling normal, not willing to cause her needless pain just for a boost in pleasure.

Not like I couldn’t make her orgasm and finish without using any skill.

***

Once again, I felt as if my arm was sore and asleep.

But this time, the cause of my awakening was my lover’s dear ragtag bunch of friends.

Friends... friends...

I shot awake, looking all around the bed with twitching eyelids.

The food packets were tossed around, clothes torn and scattered along with ash trays and herbal cigarette butts on the floor.

It looked less like a room and more like a mess.

"Claire, your friends are here."

*Ding Ding Ding*

"OPEN IT ALREADY!" Eva’s loud voice pierced through the door as she knocked, "Wake up, ughhh!"

Claire shook, yawning with a lazy smile on her lips.

"Can you pass me my clothes please?" She asked with a blink of her eyes, looking even prettier.

After asking her about the mess all around, she simply shrugged and said that we can hire a robot maid to get it all cleaned later, and I should just open the door without worry.

So I did just that, dressing up in a normal tshirt and pyjamas, I swung open the door, coming face to face with the annoyed faces of Claire’s friend group.

"Heya, sorry to keep you all waiting. We just woke up." I smiled, laughing at the sight of their forced smiles.

"It’s okay... I liked the cold air outside." Eva was the first to throw a hidden jab, walking in casually.

"No worries, beauty sleep is important." Jaq winked playfully before skipping inside.

"It’s cool." Lia nodded with grace, walking inside with ease.

"Not your fault. It must be Claire’s. Don’t worry." Katie thumped her chest and proclaimed, closing the door behind herself as she went towards the bed.

I followed after her, inwardly laughing when her footsteps slowed, her eyelids twitching at the sight of the mess our room was in.

"Yep... definitely Claire’s fault." she grumbled under her breath.

Was she feeling salty for the loss of her boyfriend?

I do feel regret and disappointment for him, but contrary to my expectations, I didn’t get any particular feeling of guilt from it.

It was my first kill. A human kill, but it was also self defence.

If I didn’t kill him, I would’ve died.

So, it was either me or him, and I wasn’t selfless enough to endanger myself for a stranger.

"Well, Jaq, what did you decide about the mission? In or out?"