Co-Op Gaming with Despedida... (Time -1)

To create an opening that would allow you to get closer to Despedida, you needed to spend as much time with her as possible. You'd been doing that... and that meant a lot of video gaming. You'd been pummeled to a pulp in more fighting games than you could name or remember. You'd been shot in your virtual head so many times that you half expected to find a hole in your real life one. You'd seen your carefully constructed civilizations fall to all manner of monsters and aliens. You'd been hit with countless purple shells.

You'd thrown your controller in frustration, before seeing Despedida's reaction; she'd placed her hand on your shoulder and offered a silent smile so malicious that you suspected she might become the murderer herself if she saw you throw another one.

You'd lost all confidence that you were going to ever defeat her in a competition, but there was a ray of hope: every now and then, you'd be graced with the opportunity to play a cooperative game. In these moments, you had a bit of breathing room and time to learn. Without the vicious menace that was an enemy Despedida, you could learn and contribute. She even proved to be a pretty decent teacher when her own victory was at stake. As such, you'd upped your abilities in certain games further than you ever suspected.{if Weakness for Video Gaming = 1} Of course, you'd always considered yourself quite a hand at video games before you were made to see that this twisted, upper echelon of play existed.{endif}

You knew your route to victory. One day, during a gaming session, you asked the Goodbye Girls' tech expert and resident hacker if there was any co-op game that she was actually unable to beat.

"Ha! I can beat most holding a controller in each hand. Pay attention who you're talking to, Ciao!"

You conceded, then rephrased the question: were there any she thought were especially difficult to beat with a human partner?

"Hm... How about... Helldivers with just two people? That seems pretty fucked up... It's not the kind of game you 'beat,' per se. It goes pretty deep."

You'd watched her play it before. It looked like a pretty tough one to master, but you asked if you thought she'd like to play it with you as her wingman.

"Yo, that's a kinda interesting challenge, now that you mention it. Let's give it a go!"

Over the course of the rest of the day, you and Despedida were dragged through hell. More accurately, you suffered at every turn as Despedida attempted to carry you through the difficult game. The game was designed for a full party of four players, not just two... you found surviving against the enemies as brutal a challenge as surviving in any combat zone you'd ever deployed into.

However... Despedida didn't give up on you. Absorbing her harsh lessons made you better and better, until you slowly realized you'd become what she referred to as a "Newtype." In fact, you began to wonder whether you could match her in fighting games and shooters, if she'd just give you the same tutelage in those that she did for this Helldivers game.

In the late stages, you found yourself with sweating palms and bulging eyes, navigating in and out of enemy attacks and firing your character's gun. Despedida and you had both grown quiet. You were both completely enthralled in the **** challenge that the game posed for a two player party.

Even a gamer with the pedigree of Despedida wasn't infallible. As the stage dragged on, her character fell... by some twist of fate, you'd been left alone. Her voice sounded miles away as she attempted to instruct you through the level... enemies attacked and you evaded them. As new enemies appeared, you mowed them down. In the end, however, it was useless... Your character met the same fate as hers. However, you'd taken down hordes upon hordes of baddies... You were one among the truest Helldivers there had ever been.

As you turned to apologize to Despedida, you were surprised to find her full, red lips locking over your own. The bill of her cap hit your forehead and tilted the hat upward on her head awkwardly, as she leaned in closer placing one hand upon yours on the controller.

You didn't know what to make of it. As she drew back slightly, wearing an expression as though she'd surprised herself, you asked if the game had really made her that horny.

"Ha ha ha... Well... Maybe." The agent curled her locks around one index finger and smiled, a somewhat lusty grin. "Come on, Ciao... You spend so much time in here. About 90% of the time is you gettin' your ass kicked. You think I didn't know what you wanted?" She scooted even closer, practically sitting in your lap now as she hugged her arms around your shoulders; the softness of her breasts touched you through the comfy cotton of her anime-print t-shirt. "If you're trying to trick me into anything, you failed, buddy. Cause this is me comin' at you the way I want to..."

You accepted her affection and returned her embrace, wrapping your arms around her slender belly and shamelessly moving one hand to her lower back, while returning the surprise kiss from earlier. You saw her reach out her hand to clumsily turn off her streaming camera, which had probably just broadcast a moment of alarming passion to what was now sure to be an extremely irate fanbase.

As you hooked both hands beneath her t-shirt, she bit her lip and giggled. "Yo, come on... This stuff is all valuable merch. If you tear it, I'm gonna be pissed as hell..."

Moments later, the gamer cave looked like even more of a messy sty, with clothes thrown all over it. It was large enough for two people sitting down, but with each of you now laying, your shoulders and up were **** to spill out from behind the curtains. You took a moment to admire Despedida's body again... for a woman who spends all her time sitting in one place, she was absurdly fit and slim. Her caramel-colored skin and hourglass figure was perfect for belly-shirts, but even better in the nude. Right now, you were observing her lower body specifically, looking past a dark brown patch of pubic hair towards her waiting, upside-down slit.

Of course, it was upside down because you'd remembered what she told you: she wanted to sixty-nine with a guy she liked. As such, you'd mounted her from the top, with your penis now aimed somewhere at her head and your own head and shoulders down between her legs.

"Damn, Ciao... You move fast. But remember, we gotta finish this together, okay? No dead weight..."

Rather than waste words promising her that you wouldn't be dead weight, you decided to prove your usefulness, using your tongue to boldly stroke the line of her slit. She bucked her hips immediately, then tried to control herself and return the favor... although you couldn't see it, you could feel her hands grab your shaft, followed by her mouth. Soon enough, she was swallowing your cock like a champ, while you eagerly inserted your tongue. A true co-op maneauver!

Things seemed to be going well, until strangely, you felt her palm tapping up and down on your ass. You tried to retract your cock from her mouth as well as you could, in order to allow her to speak. "Yo! Yo, Ciao, you can't let me squirt on my gaming rig! I'm about to squirt!"

You hadn't realized she was so close. It was true that this position had been poorly thought out; her lower body was facing straight towards her machine. Eager to follow her instructions, you finished her off with your fingers, then held your palm over her pussy to try and catch all of the liquid. The messiness of it was kind of exciting, which helped, in this case; you needed to finish too. As you groaned, reaching an orgasm of your own, you unloaded your semen. Unfortunately, she'd had to take your dick out of her mouth to talk, so you ended up going all over her face instead of inside of her.

"Damn! This is like playing Splatoon back here, dog!" Her laughter was playful; she didn't seem to mind the mess you'd made.

Finally, you rolled onto your back, sighing happily. It had taken a lot of work, but getting to share this kind of moment with Despedida was worth it. If you hadn't been playing video games for the last untold number of hours straight, so much that your eyes were red and your hands were shaking, you might go for a second round... Instead, you decided to table it for next time.

"Hey, Ciao?" Despedida repositioned herself to lie next to you, with her brown hair falling around a charming, affectionate smile. Her beauty was only slightly offset by the generous smattering of cum you'd left all over the bridge of her nose, her lips, and her hair. "I guess I'm pretty glad you became our handler after all. I don't think any of those other dudes could'a done what you did in Helldivers, or just now, frankly. I mean, it sucks for them, but... you get what I mean? I like you better. That's all I'm sayin'."

You nodded, smiling and enjoying lying beside her for a while, before you began to clean and redress yourself. That good feeling lasted for only a little while longer before you remembered how dead tired you were. You would be lucky if you didn't collapse on your way to the mission control room...