155: Neve's Reward, Part Three

Neve's Reward, Part Three

Their tongues danced as Ahlakan held Neve's cheeks. It was as though she feared that if she'd let go, Neve would run out of the safe zone instantly. 

A little hesitant, Neve's hands squeezed Ahlakan's thighs. She wasn't quite used to this just yet, honestly. She wasn't sure if she ever would be either. 

Their lips separated with a pop and Ahlakan then got off her. 

Suddenly, she got down and said: 

"I'd been wanting to try this out since I saw it in one of those films of yours! It seemed fun..." 

She and Ahlakan were still on that bench. Though, now, instead of straddling her, Ahlakan was kneeling between Neve's legs. There was a greedy expression on her face as Ahlakan looked down at Neve's lower lips. 

With a grin, Ahlakan stuck her tongue out and moved it up and down Neve's pussy. The healer sighed. The moment that tongue caressed her clit it was like the weight of the 6th Floor's activities began to slowly be lifted off her shoulders. 

It was one of those things where she hadn't quite understood just how stressed she'd been up until now, as her body was given the signal to relax. 

Letting her head fall against the bench's back and closing her eyes, Neve's placed her hand atop Ahlakan's head. 

"How does it feel?" Ahlakan briefly paused so she could ask. 

"Good..." Neve replied quietly. 

"Hehe... I am glad." 

[Ah... Shit, this does feel kind of incredible.] Perhaps due to that very fact, Neve felt a little bit guilty. [I'm so close to getting those bastards, though... Can I really afford to do stuff like this?] 

She was taken out of those thoughts as Ahlakan stopped and stood up. 

"There was one thing that seemed rather interesting as well," Ahlakan stated. "Though, doing it on this bench might prove difficult." 

Absent-mindedly, Neve went into the World Shop and bought a cheap bed for 200 WST. In doing so, she saw that her WST had risen quite a bit since last she'd checked it. 

WST: 91300

[Huh... More donations, I guess. Shouldn't be too long before I have 100k.] 

"Oh, this should be better!" Ahlakan declared as she took Neve's hands and pulled her up. Dragging her to the bed, she said, "lay down." 

"Okay..." 

[I wonder what she wants to try.] 

"I saw this in that 'porn' stuff you mentioned," Ahlakan told her. "The women in the film seemed to like it. Have you ever done this?" 

She then showed what she meant when she lifted one of Neve's legs and got on top of the one that was still laid out. 

[Oh. She wants to scissor?] 

"Um, I-I haven't, but I heard this doesn't really- ohhh... shit." 

As their clits kissed, Neve's toes curled. 

"Ahh... I like it!" Ahlakan stated. "Hugging your leg like this also feels rather nice..." 

As Ahlakan began to grind their pussies together, Neve bit her lip. 

All thoughts of vengeance and retribution were temporarily expelled from her mind. For now, all she cared about was rubbing her clit against Ahlakan's just a little more effectively. 

"Fuck!" Neve cried out as she adjusted her position to make the physical connection better. 

Ahlakan kissed Neve's thigh as she too put more effort into the back-and-forth swing of her hips. 

[We've only been at this for a few minutes and already it feels so nice... How pent up was I? How pent up was Ahlakan?] 

The intensity of their grinding escalated as Ahlakan gripped Neve's thigh so hard that if Neve didn't have 50 Endurance, she may have drawn blood. 

The sounds reaching Neve's ears, produced by the rubbing of their clits, were so lewd that Neve could feel her face burning. 

But that lewd feeling only made the activities all the more pleasurable. 

Steadily, they settled into a rhythm. Rubbing, and rubbing, until... 

"Aah!"

Ahlakan was the first to crack. An orgasm rippled throughout her body as she hugged Neve's leg. 

It was an exquisite sight to behold. One that promptly pushed Neve past the edge as well. 

"Mm...." 

Far more silently, Neve came and let her head fall against the bed. 

This alone exhausted her almost as much as fighting had. 

Ahlakan bent down and poked her tongue out, letting Neve catch it so they could dance yet again. 

They only kissed  for a few seconds before Ahlakan pulled away and asked:

"... Do you have time for more?" 

Neve hesitated but then answered: 

"Sure." 

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Later, the two of them gazed at the world they visited. 

They were still naked. Ahlakan's head was resting on Neve's right shoulder as they stood together, mostly in comfortable silence. 

"How much more do you have left?" Ahlakan asked. 

"Hm?" 

"Your journey," she clarified. "When does it end?" 

[When Thomas and his followers' heads are off their shoulders.] 

"Should be soon," Neve replied. "Very soon." 

Sighing with relief, Ahlakan smiled and Neve caught that satisfied expression out of the corner of her eye. 

"Good. You've been fighting so much... Even for a warrior, you must be overworking yourself." 

"Eh, it's all for a reason." 

"I understand, but... Even back home, as my people sent warriors to face the endless hordes of monsters in that temple... I saw them, sometimes," she said. "The faces of the warriors who tackled that cursed place. How the things they saw in battle showed in their terrified faces. I just don't want to see you making those kinds of expressions." 

"I won't," Neve responded confidently to that. "I just... I know what I need to do and, once it's done, that's it. I'm done. That's all." 

"Hm... Hopefully, that means we'll have more moments to ourselves soon, then. I would very much like to keep spending time with you."  1

"I know," Neve replied. "Soon, though. Soon..."

[It'll all be over in a bit.] 

Out of curiosity, Neve decided to check the player count to see just how many people she had who needed to be hunted down. 

To her surprise, she saw this: 

Player Count: 2

[Tamira...] 

"Yes, the other player is Thomas," she spoke in Neve's mind before the healer could even ask. "You two are the only ones left in the Final Challenge." 

That was it. 

She and Thomas. Only two players remained out of the 100 who'd been sent in here. 

And Neve planned to kill the other. 

"How does it feel?" Tamira asked. "To have all of humanity's hopes resting on your shoulders?"

[What do you mean?] Neve asked quickly, in turn. [The only thing on my shoulders is Ahlakan's head... Well, the only thing that matters.] 

"Is that right?" Tamira asked and Neve hated how she didn't even need to see her to know she was grinning. 

[I kill Thomas, I buy that internet service, upload the guide onto the internet, maybe do a couple of interviews with that journalist, and then...] 

"And then?" 

[... And then, that's it. There's nothing else left for me.] 

"Neve?" Ahlakan asked. "Are you alright? Your face looked quite sad just now." 

"Y-Yeah, I'm good," Neve replied. Tamira didn't say anything to her. "I'm good." 

On that unsteady note, Neve decided that her time on the 7th Floor had come to an end. 

She had gotten the IP from completing this place's Floor Quest, and the portal to the next floor had been opened. Sure, she could go around looking for loot but, really, all she cared about was getting to her enemy as soon as possible. 

Vengeance was too close not to run toward it at this point. 

The portal leading to the 8th Floor took Neve to a world that looked a lot like Earth. 

Only, this place's technology was clearly leagues past what Earth had. 

They were in a wide, back alley of sorts. It was a harsh contrast from the previous safe zone, from which Neve could see most of the 7th Floor in its entirety. Here, Neve's view was obstructed by two tall, seemingly concrete buildings, both of which carried bright, holographic, neon signs. A solid newspaper on the right displayed glowing letters that floated toward Neve the moment she laid eyes on the object and a sign on the left proudly displayed the words, "Skyline Bar". 

[... Technologically and architecturally, the 4th Floor was basically just 19th-century England. My guess is that this place is basically just Starlight City but in the future, huh?] 

"Would you like me to take all of your stuff here? Ahlakan included~" 

[Yes. Also,] Neve said, while Tamira teleported the camp to this place, [you may as well just tell me. Is Thomas on this floor?] 

"Maybe," Tamira answered. "Where's the fun in telling you that? He might be close, he might be far. All I'll say is, he's still within arm's reach. You decide which seems more likely to you~" 

With that, Tamira left Neve's thoughts. 

[Of course, you wouldn't tell me. Oh well, it was worth a shot.] Neve shrugged. [Unless this floor's somehow insanely easy, he can't have just gotten to the 9th Floor already, right? Agh... Maybe. Fuck. I just don't know how much progress he's made. And, there's no way to check... Unless I head to the boss marker right away.] 

Ahlakan appeared before her. 

"Ooh, pretty," she said, looking around. "The smell could be better, but..." 

As her eyes met Neve's, a reluctant smile appeared on her face. The healer's heart damn near broke. 

"You're going already, aren't you?" 

"Uh, yeah," Neve answered. "I... I-" 

"No, no, I understand," Ahlakan replied. "I just... I really do wish we could spend more time together." 

"We will." The words escaped Neve's lips before she could stop them. She didn't want to make a promise she couldn't keep but, at the same time, she did genuinely feel this way. Thomas was within reach, as Tamira had said. Neve just had to find him and it would be done. "We will," she reiterated. 

"... Alright then," Ahlakan said, before walking up and giving Neve a tight hug. "Good luck out there." 

"... Thanks." 

And with that, Neve went to the tent where Erin was resting and woke her up. 

It was almost time to finish this. 

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