Your first night alone with Paige

Sleep wouldn't find you and you tossed and turned in bed. It was hard. It was your first night alone with Paige. You stare over at her form in the darkness, still facing away from you. Your eyes felt heavy but your heart was beating heavily inside your chest keeping you very much awake.

Checking your phone, you felt like you couldn’t just use the AMA to help you out if Paige didn’t want to, right? But out of nerves and boredom, you had nothing else to do and believed in the wrongful myth that somehow a phone screen would help you fall asleep.

You checked your logs and status pages on the AMA.

Matt Jones – 23

Occupation – Store Clerk/Reality TV Show """Star"""

Relationship – It’s complicated, and I’m stupid

Body – B (^)

Looks – B (^)

Money – D

Fame – B (^)

Some of your statuses have changed. Your looks improved, and your body also improved. The most significant improvement was your fame. Was the show doing really well outside? You remember the Revelation Video where the producers did say the ratings were through the roof. You supposed the AMA helped the show retain viewers, with them growing attached more and tuning in to cheer you on. It was a vain thought, but you attributed it more to the AMA than any qualities of entertainment value you possessed.

You decided to check on Paige’s status page.

Paige Green – 22

Occupation – Model/Influencer

Relationship – It’s complicated.

Interest in Matt: 85

Interest in Jamie: 20

Affection: 95+-10 (-10 Jealousy debuff) (I genuinely care about your happiness but you are annoying)

Love: 70+10 (+10 Jealousy buff) (Tell me I’m the only one)

Lust: 70+10 (+10 Hideaway bonus)(I need you right now)

19:03 – Paige’s lust score has increased by 10 – Paige finds out she is going to hideaway with you

22:23 – Paige’s lust score has increased by 10 – Paige realizes she is alone with you in the hideaway

23:39 – Paige’s lust score has increased by 10 – Paige touches herself

Your eyes widen at that log. You look over and can see her form moving up and down in motions.

A new log appeared at that moment.

00:42 – Paige’s lust score has increased by 10 – Paige touches herself thinking about you

00:42 – Paige’s lust score is in overdrive.

“Paige, are you okay?” You whisper, looking over at the figure “sleeping” near you on the huge hideaway bed.

Her body movement suddenly remains still. It’s clear she was pretending to sleep. Silence filled the room.

A moment later, she coughs and then says, “Yeah… I just need a cup of water.”

“I’ll get it for you,” You respond and get up off the bed.

As you got up, you felt movement on the bed and you feel a damp hand tugging your hand and holding you back.

Turning back to face the snare, you see Paige who was holding your hand and keeping you from going too far from the bed. In the dark, you can make out her tousled red hair tied up, her freckled skin and fragility you never have seen on her usually confident face.

“Don’t leave me like this,” Paige whispers and her face getting even redder than before, shying away from your glance. “Don’t leave me.”

“I’m right here,” You whisper back and get back into bed. “Is everything alright?”

A long silence followed as you stood there, tied to Paige with your hands.

“Can we cuddle?” Paige asks and breaks the stillness.

You nod, hoping she would make it out in the dark. You laid on your side and waited for her to come towards you. Her body drifted towards you dragging the sheets. She rests her body into yours, sheltering her body with yours, her head resting against your chest. You can feel her breathing get more substantial and the stiffness between your legs pushing against your sleeping shorts.

A faint whisper came from Paige, who moved her lips and pressed it near your ears, “My mom watches this show. I promised her I wouldn’t on screen.”

“We don’t have to. Don’t feel like you have to,” You whisper back.

“I can’t take it anymore,” Paige whispers in a way that sounded like a shriek, pleading at you to make it go away.

“Do you want me to help you out?” You ask her.

You feel Paige's head move up and down in a nodding motion while it was buried in your embrace. You try your best to pull the blankets over you to cover both your bodies and heads. Paige takes your hands and slides it down between her legs and up her long shirt and under the waistband of her panties. Your hand reaches out and feels her soft hair brush against your palms, and your fingertips feel her impending warmth and wetness. You reach into her and caress her womanly bits, your fingers probed gently into her pussy. Faint gasps come out of her like small cracks in a dam, dripping into your shoulders as she buries her head there and her body quivered. Her fingers clawed the back of your shoulders as your own fingers prodded inside of her.

Paige looks up towards you, her eyes filled with a deep hunger. Her thighs clamp your hands, her body was grinding and rocking over your arms and clinging to it and crashing into your fingers with yearning. As she stares up at you in need, you bent down and devoured each other. The two of you fighting to wrap your tongue and mouth over the other. Her hand crawled down your shorts and caressed your manhood, sliding it up and down and moistening it with your precum, the sensation of with sent chills in your spine and made your arc your back.

Your arms were in a cross, both arms bridging your sexes to each other. She fought to relieve your passion as you fought to relieve her. Sweat and fog from your breath and bodies covered below the sheets that were hiding you from the gaze of others.

"Matt, I'm... Matt, I'm... Don't... don't... Oh my god... Oh my god...." Paige echoed half-completed thoughts into you as you nuzzled her neck, a sound is so faint that it could only be heard shared inside both your heads as one body.

You fed each other with your mouths and leeched each other’s sexual fervor beneath, grabbing and thrusting and pushing and throbbing and stroking and tenderly caressing until she erupted in pain and joy keeping back her “oh god” wailing muffled into your body as you erupted into her hands in turn.

When it came, she convulsed on the bed and you throbbed in her hands. Afterward, you allowed her to taste your fingers and then you shared the taste through a kiss and she rested her head on your chest and you finally allowed the outside air to seep in as you uncovered the blanket over your head.

You lay there with her arms still wrapped around your body with your sweat and other bodily fluids and aroma mixing between you and breathed a long sigh in unison.

Slept found you later that night after a trip to the washroom, and you both drifted off. Her arms were wrapped around your waist and her head firmly placed underneath yours. The last thing you saw before you closed your eyes was a smile, a genuine smile. Not the one the girl you were holding could pull off effortlessly at will but one that came from deep inside of her. The same one that you saw plastered on her face when she watched those fireworks that day that now seems so long ago.