Rocking the Attic

John blinked the sleep from his eyes and brushed the feather off his nose as he sat up. He glanced over at Aeolia’s empty bed and then at the ceiling.

‘Why’d Aeolia go up there?’ he thought, slowly working his brain into gear. ‘The only thing up there is the loot.’

John’s first instinct was to head up after her, and his sleep-addled mind wasn’t operational enough to consider that barging in after her was a possibly dangerous idea. He shrugged off his covers, stood up and reached for the ceiling, vanishing into the Barrier with a trigger of his skill.

The bright light of the eternally on bulb burned John’s eyes as he popped in, forcing him to wrench them shut. In his self imposed darkness, he heard moaning, a sound he was familiar with thanks to his consumption of erotic media. He opened his eyes and was greeted by the sight of Aeolia propped up on her borrowed pillows, wings flared out behind her, legs spread open as she pleasured herself, exposing her bare pussy. .

Her left hand groped her right tit, long fingers massaging the modest sphere of pliant flesh in time with the digits of her right hand as they toyed with her wet pussy. Her eyes were closed as pleasurable shudders coursed through her body, adding enticing jiggles to her unknown display.

John remained transfixed as he participated in the unexpected peep show, erection tenting his shorts.

‘Am I dreaming?’ John thought as Aeolia’s light moaning spiked in volume when her abs contracted and spasms caused her boobs to quiver enticingly. ‘This is just… I should go right? This is a private thing, and I really don’t want to screw things up with Aeolia.’

John’s weight shifted slightly as what rationale he could muster wrestled against his Libido based enjoyment of the spectacle before him. The replicated wooden floor creaked, causing John’s eyes to widen in fear and Aeolia’s pleasure closed ones to open, hands still working towards her peak.

For a second, her lust clouded yellow eyes locked with John’s, recognition beginning to replace her amorous glaze. Then, her orgasm hit, causing her hips to buck. Her legs quivered as they snapped shut and a sharp squeal tore through her throat.

She heaved, breast shaking in time with her breaths and her legs relaxed, slowly opening to reveal slick fingers and thighs. Her eyes, now glassy, regarded a paralyzed John for a moment, her expression unreadable to the Gamer.

“Um,” John began, trying to explain away his unintentional voyeurism session, though fear of ruining their relationship and sheer arousal directing computing power away from his brain left him unable to articulate beyond single-syllable utterances. Aeolia didn’t wait for him to string together some kind of excuse, shaking off her post-orgasm haze and deftly leaping at John. She grew to her full height in the space between her pleasure pillows and John, crashing into him and forcing him to the floor.

-2 HP

John grunted as Aeolia’s weight settled on him, not enough to truly pin him, but her bare, warm and wet pussy pressed into his groin and perky tits just below his line of sight served well as a deterrent to movement. Still, despite the erotic distractions, John managed to look at Aeolia’s face, where instead of righteous fury, she looked aroused. More aroused than she had before she realized she had an audience.

“That...” she heaved, “was the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had.”

Blinking owlishly, John tried to **** his brain to respond to that unexpected statement, but Aeolia leaned down, bringing her face closer to his, the shift in her position drawing out a groan as her wet pussy pressed harder on his obscured dick.

“I’m still really horny,” she whispered into his ear, causing a shiver to run down John’s back. “And I don’t think my fingers are going to cut it anymore. Want to lend a hand?”

Her question echoed in John’s head, the Gamer not believing what his ears heard. Then, a popup manifested in the space between him and Aeolia.

New Quest: You heard the lady.

It’s not nice to leave a lady hanging. Why don’t you show her some of the things you learned when you should have been studying for school?

Rewards: 1 Orgasm: +1 Inch to Penis Length.
2-5 Orgasms: 35 Exp per Orgasm.
6+ Orgasms: Rare Item.

The display vanished and John, spurred on by Gaia’s teasing text, lifted his arms towards Aeolia’s chest. A sultry smile graced the winged woman’s lips as John’s hands cupped her tits, squealing as dexterous fingers sank into her sensitive flesh.

Aeolia’s positive response encouraged John to continue his ministrations, failing to hide a look of awe as he toyed with his first pair of boobs. Aeolia’s hard nipples dug into his palms, and the slightest movement drew out further throaty moans from his partner as she arched her back, increasing the pleasurable pressure.

Growing bolder, John began to sit up, the increases to his Strength and Agility making the action more fluid than what he could have managed yesterday, hands never stopping in their explorations. Aeolia smoothly shifted along with John, though now seated in John’s lap, her weight pressed harder into his erection. He groaned as she began to rock against it, the sensations slowing his hands.

“Keep going,” Aeolia breathed into John’s ear, gently humping against John. “Hmm, that feels good.”

Her encouragement furthered John’s endeavours and he bent his head towards Aeolia’s neck. He began to lightly nip at the junction where her neck and shoulder met, eliciting a surprised mewling as he found a sensitive spot. The noises Aeolia made aroused John more than the erotic sounds in porn or h-games had ever done and a detached part of his mind wondered if it was because they were coming from a real person or because he was the one causing those wonderful sounds.

Aeolia’s fingers began to claw at John’s back, nails bunching around the cloth of his shirt as her grinding began to increase in tempo. Then, she let out a sharp cry as her orgasm hit. Her fingers clenched John’s shirt as she rode out the pleasurable wave. John grit his teeth as her light spasms rubbed against his length, erratic enough to not quite push him over the edge.

The tension left Aeolia’s body as her orgasm ended, though her arms remained wrapped around John. She teasingly ground her pussy on John’s dick, evidently still up for more.

“Hmmm,” she cooed. “Guess I’ve been a little greedy here. How about you get a little more comfortable and I’ll repay the favor?”

She untangled herself from John, both shivering from the loss of the warm contact. Aeolia retreated towards her pillows, bending over in an alluring fashion, displaying her taut ass as she lightly touched the pillows, willing them to triple in size.

John felt his erection grow painfully hard at Aeolia’s display, and fumbled as he peeled off his shirt and damp shorts. He had barely gotten his legs free of his lower garments when Aeolia took hold of his wrist and dragged him over to the pair of expanded pillows, together now closer in size to a mattress, and lightly pushed him down upon them.

Fully bared, John’s lust was dampened when he saw Aeolia’s eyes snap down to his cock. Old teasings from school locker rooms over his less than impressive length caused a spike of anxiety to grip his heart, and now exposed before a partner, those old taunts rang in his head.

Aeolia didn’t show any indication of disappointment regarding his cock as she fell to her knees, straddling John’s thighs and taking his dick into her hand. John swallowed a groan as he experienced his first handjob, her hand slowly moving up and down; the calluses born from her martial training sent odd but pleasurable ripples through his length as she lightly flexed her warm grip. It wasn’t like his own self explorations, which were more driven to reach his climax, but somehow her feathery touch was far better at driving him towards the edge.

“How does this feel?” Aeolia asked huskily.

“Really good,” John grunted out, resisting the urge to jerk his hips to increase the pleasing friction.

“Good,” she smiled as she continued her lazy pumping, “then you should really like this.”

She steadied her hand and, without releasing John’s dick, inched her way forward until her pussy was only a few centimeters from John’s tip. His breathing hitched as she guided him into her, then groaned as his dick slowly sank into her wet velvety embrace.

Aeolia let out a hum of satisfaction as she pressed down until she fully enveloped John’s dick. Then, she began to rock forwards and back, occasionally lifting up slightly before dropping back down.

John was lost in a sea of pleasure as Aeolia rode him, the sensation far eclipsing his own fantasies. And while the physical feedback was exhilarating, the sight of Aeolia atop him, her breasts shifting in time with her hips, her wings twitching as her face contorted in pleasure, it all added something that John felt was going to leave a more lingering impression.

Wanting to add more to the experience before his own orgasm, John willed his arms from their prone position at his side and brought his hands back to Aeolia’s breasts, massaging them like he did before. His erotic actions drew out more cries of passion from his partner, her bouncing growing more intense as John’s fingers and palms added more stimulation.

“That’s it,” she cooed breathlessly, her core flexing around John’s member as her third climax approached. “Just like that!”

Sadly, Aeolia’s nearing orgasm proved too much for John and he let out a restrained grunt as his hips pressed upwards, painting Aeolia’s walls white as he released his cum within her. Thankfully for his pride, Aeolia’s orgasm followed soon after, and she let out a satisfied sigh as she fell down on John, her breasts squishing onto his lean chest.

For a moment, only the sounds of recovering breath filled the Barrier, the pair enjoying the afterglow. The calm silence couldn’t last forever and Aeolia was the first to break it.

“Well,” she breathily said, tilting her head to better look at John. “Not how I expected to burn off the edge. But…”

She was cut off as a popup fazed into existence.

Quest Complete: You heard the lady.

Way to go, Mr. Man. 1st sexual encounter and you scored two runs. Didn’t know you had it in you.

Rewards: +1 inch to penis, 33(2) EXP.

John paled even as he felt an odd tingling sensation run up and down his deflating penis. He dismissed the displays and slowly looked to Aeolia, dread settling like a weight in his gut. That feeling evaporated when he saw her expression wasn’t one of indignation or outrage, but amusement.

“Guess I owe Gaia a drink,” she joked, laughing lightly. “Never expected to have the most powerful goddess ever be my wingwoman, but I’ll roll with it.”

“I thought you might be mad, or something,” John admitted.

“Why?” Aeolia asked. “Ain’t nothing wrong with getting a little bonus for something you were going to do. Unless you were thinking of not taking responsibility for barging in on me?”

“I wasn’t really up for thinking,” John responded bashfully to her teasing. “The quest did sort of knock me out of it. But, I mean, if I didn’t get it, I would have, you know, responded. Eventually.”

Aeolia let out a tired chuckle, letting her weight settle more onto John’s chest. “If it’s worth anything, those were some of the best orgasms I’ve had. Think you’ve got a natural talent.”

“Or I watched a lot of porn to get ready for it,” John said honestly.

Aeolia shrugged. “Either way, wouldn't mind a repeat performance, especially if you keep getting upgrades from the best goddess ever. Put that new skill of yours to the test. But, we can do that later. I think I’m all ready to sleep.”

“Yeah,” John agreed, the idea of a repeat performance making him more nervous than he was before the first. The pair stumbled to their feet from the sweat-soaked pillows, a small amount of their mixed fluids dripping from Aeolia’s pussy.

“Uh, you can take my bed,” John offered, as he surveyed the dirty cushions. “Don’t think they’re going to be comfortable to sleep on anymore.”

“What?” Aeolia asked as she readied to exit the Barrier, her discarded sleepwear gathered in her arms and a cocky smile on her lips, “and spend the night all alone? Don’t think so! You're just going to have to deal with a bedmate tonight, I need a replacement pillow.”

She vanished back to his room, leaving a stunned John alone. Shaking himself back to a functioning state, he gathered his clothing and followed after the tease, idly wondering if his rest would be better with a bedmate.