Note: I forced my very good friend justforfum to write this commission for me. Definitely check out his fics since he's talented. Especially in writing sad stuff. (Curse you fum for making me cry so much in hotg and oid)

The Game Night

A high-pitched yelp echoed in the bathroom followed by the sound of fumbling in the shower stall before the shower cut out completely.

"Sis!" Elsword yelled through the door.

A muffled, but unalarmed "Hm?" could be heard waiting just outside in the hallway.

"You used up all the hot water, again!"

"Well, if you don't like it, then don't take so long in the shower," his sister replied, "Now hurry up. I need to dry my hair."

"Hurry up? I haven't finished soaping!"

"Not my problem~"

Elsword could practically see the smirk in the way she spoke. Gritting his teeth, he twisted the handle on the valve, letting the ice cold water splash against his naked body, immediately causing every part of him to shrivel.

He hastily rinsed himself off, every curse word leaving his mouth ending in a sharp exhale at the sheer cold that seemed to cut to the bone.

He twisted the valve shut and leapt out of the shower, toweling himself off the best he could while in a fit of shivers.

"Time's up, I'm coming in," Elesis said, not the least concerned about her still-naked brother doing his best to hide his body as she stood in front of the sink and began blow drying her hair.

She glanced at him, shaking her head at his miserable state before turning the dryer briefly towards Elsword to warm him up a bit.

Despite it being the dead of winter with heavy snow forcasted for the night, the young woman was dressed in a pleated skirt, with the only thing to keep her legs warm being the thick thigh-high socks and snow boots. Her green sweater complimented her long red hair and matched the green and red skirt, giving her a festive look fit for the season.

As she dried her hair, Elsword noticed a green and red hair-clip ribbon lined with gold sitting at the sink that he had never seen before.

"Where are you going…?" the little brother asked.

"To pick Rose up. Her car's radiator is frozen so I'm giving blondie a lift since I'm heading out to grab pizza, anyways."

"Ah," Elsword nodded.

"Why?"

"Oh. I was wondering since you're getting all gussied up. It's game night tonight, and you're clearly over-dressing."

Elesis shut the hair dryer off and turned to her brother, "What? Am I not allowed to look pretty?"

"Only when you actually get a boyfriend. So, no. I guess you're never allowed," Elsword snickered, passing her by. She smacked him in the back of his head and the younger sibling scurried out of the bathroom to his bedroom.

Slamming the door to his messy bedroom shut, Elsword pushed the play button on his phone and music blasted in his speakers as he got dressed. He threw on his favorite pair of sweatpants and a nice, thick, oversized wool hoodie made for lounging around at home. Knowing himself, though, the hoodie would probably come off at some point during game night with how competitive he and his sister often were.

Glancing out the window, the cloudy sky began to darken as evening set in.

"You might want to pick up the pizza soon, sis," Elsword suggested, "It's already starting to snow."

No reply.

Of course, if his music wasn't on so loud and his door was actually open, maybe his sister would actually hear him.

He turned down the volume and padded his way down the hall on the cold wooden floor to the bathroom.

He could see her long red hair flicking over her shoulder as she gave a long, despondent sigh while staring at herself in the mirror.

"Maybe I am overdressed…"

"Nah," Elsword interjected, leaning against the door frame, "The guys at the pizza shop would appreciate the eye-candy. So you do you."

"You think so?"

"Mhm."

Elesis checked herself one last time, flashing the set of gold, bell-shaped earrings that Elsword had never seen before. She gave a rather unconvinced "Hmm" in response.

"If you don't believe me, then ask Rose what she thinks."

"Blondie's the last person I'd want telling me I'm overdoing it…"

Elsword cocked a brow, "Since when were you afraid of what Rose thinks of you?"

His sister smiled, looking at him through the reflection and dismissed the topic with a shake of her head. "What time's Chung coming over?"

"He ain't coming today."

"What?!" Elesis exclaimed, "We have a four-player game and our fourth isn't even showing up?"

"He's spending some time with Eve."

"Aisha's friend?"

"Mhm. Speaking of which, she's our fourth."

"... Eve?"

"Aisha."

Elesis's brow furrowed at the mention of the name, "Is your girlfriend even any good?"

"... It's Aisha."

His sister responded with an exasperated roll of her eyes and a slump of her shoulders. "Els. We're trying to climb the ladder, not sit around babysitting your girlfriend in freeplay."

"C'mon, sis. Chung's not gonna be here, anyways. Might as well relax this weekend and just have fun. Aisha's been wanting to come over for game night for more than six months!"

"And there was a reason why I never let her! I need my little bro focused! Not distracted!"

"Again, Chung's not here anyways. We're not doing ranked without our chaser. Might as well just have fun crushing casuals in freeplay."

Elesis groaned, "Fine. But this is the only time I let your girlfriend come around for game night. I gotta get going. Pizza's not gonna pick itself up."

She left the bathroom, throwing on her winter jacket and grabbing the car keys as she made for the door.

"Drive safe," Elsword waved as his sister hopped in her little economy car and drove off.


Elsword still had a bit of cleaning to do before the others arrived. The living room was the Seighart siblings' pride and joy, afterall, and he wanted the room spotless for the mess that was sure to come for game night. He dusted the massive wall that was his television and sound system that he traded his old car for. He vacuumed the four giant lounge recliners that cost his sister her entire years worth of savings. The large coffee table, big enough to host a small Wizards and Warlocks game, was pushed aside by the small, unused fireplace and Elsword laid out soda, chips, and dip. The four controllers to their Gamestation X were plugged in and charging with the latest copy of Mortal Smash All-Star Fighters: Spec-Ops, already updated and ready to play.

Satisfied with his work, Elsword rewarded himself with a big cup of pineapple juice from the fridge which he gulped down before sitting on his favorite lounge chair to wait for everyone else.

He stared out of the living room window looking into his backyard. It was largely an empty patch of dirt save for a large brick fire pit they sometimes used for barbecues… somewhere in the middle. The snow had really started coming down and a thick layer of white seemed to level out his entire backyard save for the black metal spit hanging over where the firepit was supposed to be.

He hoped his sister was okay.

Rose lived about fifteen minutes away with the pizza shop only a few blocks from her apartment. So, given the increasingly dense snow, Elsword gave his sister about fifty minutes, at most, if she drove carefully.

In fact, now that he thought about it, Aisha was late as well. Game night started thirty minutes ago and he had not heard a word from anyone-

His phone dinged and the redhead fished the device out of the large pouch of his hoodie to find the last member of game night messaging him.


Hi! I'm here… Is anyone home?

ya

sis is getting food

sec


Elsword hoisted himself off his chair and left the warmth of the living room, making his way across the cold tile floor on the foyer connecting to the kitchen and the front door.

Through the peephole, Elsword saw nothing but a white field and a sole pedestrian dressed in a purple and white winter jacket, trudging through knee-deep snow towards the porch.

The redhead threw the door open as Aisha nearly collapsed from exhaustion at his doorstep.

"You alright?" Elsword asked as he ushered her in, brushing the snow off her thick purple snow-cap and shoulders.

Aisha, still heaving and catching her breath as she tapped the snow off her boots, nodded while removing her winter outerwear.

"The bus… couldn't make it to the usual stop… cus of snow," Aisha gasped, "So he dropped… us off further away… and I had to… walk the rest of the way here…"

As she spoke, she slid out of her boots, revealing thick striped purple thigh-high socks. It was only then that Elsword noticed she, like his sister, was also in a skirt. What were these girls thinking?

"You could've asked and I would've come out to get you," Elsword said, "I got a sled in the garage. I could've sat you on it and pulled you back here."

A thought seemed to pass through Aisha's head at his offer and the purplette seemed to shy away from it. Elsword knew her well enough not to even bother asking as, whatever weird fantasy popped up in the girl's head stayed there, never to be mentioned. Aisha shook her head as she pulled off her winter cap, both as an answer to his suggestion and to let her long purple hair fall free. "I didn't want to pull you away from the party…" Aisha glanced down the foyer to the living room at the other end and noticed how quiet it was.

"Sis isn't back yet… though she should be soon. So in the meantime, everything you're wearing from the waist down is soaked so-"

"Really?" Aisha checked herself over and, in visible dismay, saw the melted snow had practically drenched her skirt. "Ugh… I knew I shouldn't have…" she bit her lip in frustration and her boyfriend lightly flicked her on her forehead, causing her to flinch.

"Relax, will ya? This isn't a fancy dinner date. It's a little get together with friends at my place. There was no need to get all prettied up."

"B-but," Aisha protested, "I didn't want to leave a bad impression with your sister. She's never let me visit before so I thought."

"She didn't know you were coming until about an hour ago anyways."

"What? But you said she'd be okay with me coming by tonight."

"Yeah, well… she couldn't say she wasn't ok if I didn't ask."

"Els…"

"Don't worry about it, Aisha! I wanted you to hang out with us and sis wasn't being fair. So I made an executive decision and invited you anyway."

The look of concern in Aisha's face dissipated.

Elsword continued, "We've been dating for half a year and I thought it was about time sis met you. She may be competitive when it comes to games but I think meeting you face to face is more important than-"

Elsword felt a soft pair of lips peck him on the cheek. "Thanks, Els… really."

His girlfriend, who had to stand on her tiptoes to kiss him, gave the redhead a meek smile. As always, he could feel his face beginning to match his hair color whenever Aisha felt brave enough to do something like this. But it was always in private when he could genuinely appreciate her shyness, rather than doing her the favor of pretending he didn't notice. He wouldn't dare stare at her too long, though Aisha had the awful habit of regressing back into her shell whenever she felt uncomfortable.

Elsword averted his gaze, pointing down the hall in an attempt to break the moment of intimacy. She was here to game. Not to get all lovey-dovey as he was sure his sister would get really annoyed with, "Shower's over this way have a quick before you get sick and I'll grab you something to wear."

"R-right!" Aisha stammered.

Elsword led the way down to the bathroom, their paths splitting as the redhead popped into his room to grab her a pair of sweatpants and a shirt from his drawer. The sound of running water could be heard as he picked out her temporary outfit and, thinking on his options, Elsword slipped out of his oversized winter hoodie and set it aside for Aisha and threw on a simple green sweater. The thought of her wrapped in a bundle of fluff was an opportunity he could not pass up.

He sat on his bed, listening to the sound of running water until it stopped. With a fresh towel and clothes in hand he knocked on the door before opening it, hearing a mouse-like squeak from the shower in response.

"Y-yes?" the purplette asked, staring at him behind the curtain through the fogged mirror.

"It's just me, Aisha," Elsword said. Though it was true, that didn't stop him from wanting to steal a glance. Peeking around the door towards the semi-transparent shower curtain, he saw a bare shoulder and the blurred contours of her slender body. It wasn't like it was the first time he saw her naked, anyways.

"I-I-I didn't know if anyone came home while I was showering so…" the young woman stammered and noticed him staring, "Stop looking perv!"

"I'm not looking, I'm not looking!" Elsword lied, giving a half-assed attempt in covering his eyes while he set the towel and clothes on the sink. He moved to grab her wet clothes off the ground, only to be struck in the head by a nearly-empty shampoo bottle.

"Get out!"

"Ouch! I was going to put your wet clothes in the dry-" he was hit by another bottle.

"Out!"

"Okay! Okay!" Elsword shut the door behind him, narrowly avoiding another bottle to the head. He leaned against the wall next to the door, listening as his girlfriend stepped out of the shower and toweled off.

She was much more defensive than usual. Of course, it was her defensiveness that drew him to her in the first place. Aisha's bookish and timid personality made teasing her all too easy and equally as enjoyable. And as much as she liked to deny it, she liked the attention Elsword gave her. It wasn't obvious at first, and by the time Elsword realized it, she stopped trying to keep him at arms-length and… well, here they were.

"This hoodie is huge!" Aisha exclaimed through the door.

"Like it?" he asked.

"It smells like you."

"I take that as a… yes, then?"

"Mhm…" The door opened and Aisha stepped out, fully dressed in comfort clothing and carrying her soaked outfit in her arms.

Elsword extended a hand to take the clothes off her and she declined with a simple turn of her head.

"I can put them in the dryer myself, thanks," Aisha stated, making her way to the laundry room.

"I'm just trying to be a good host" Elsword chuckled, "It's not like I haven't seen your underwear before."

As they walked down the hall, he could see Aisha eyeing him at the corner of her eye before turning her head away with a slight up tilt of her nose. "Idiot."

"Whaaaaat?" Elsword groaned, genuinely confused.

"Idiot," she repeated.


"This is where the party's gonna be," Elsword said, he pulled the cloth curtain leading to the living room aside, allowing Aisha to step through. she descended the two carpet steps into the warm, well-lit gamer's den, marveling at the set up.

Four expensive looking lounge chairs lined the floor with a 3-person sofa pushed against a waist-high window to the side looking out to a backyard. At the opposing wall was an unused brick fireplace blocked off by a large coffee table with soda and snacks. The varnished walls, coupled with the magenta high-density carpet, gave the room a rather cozy feeling despite the fancy electronics like a neon bar sign and a lavish surround sound system that lined the walls. Finally, on the far end of the room, the piece de resistance, was a massive plasma screen television that defied any logic in how they managed to fit it through the door.

"Wow…" Aisha whispered.

"Yep! Welcome to our pride and joy."

Aisha approached the right-most lounge chair and was about to take a seat when Elsword stopped her.

"That's actually my seat," Elsword said, sliding into the chair before her.

Aisha pouted but quickly took her seat on his lap. "All the more reason to sit here then," she stated.

She settled in a sideways position, her legs hanging over the arm rest as she looked over at him with a cheeky smile, "You don't mind, do you? At least until the others get here…?"

"Well…" Elsword began to protest but the purplette wiggled on his lap. Whatever Aisha was doing was definitely out of bounds and Elesis was due back at any minute. It was one thing to tell his sister last minute that his girlfriend was coming over, it would be completely unacceptable if she came home to them getting a little intimate. This was game night, too. In the spirit of competition, he couldn't let himself get too distracted. To top it off, he heard the springs of his chair groan. He shook his head, signaling her to get off quickly.

"Nope," Elsword stated firmly, "You get Chung's seat next to me."

"Boo," Aisha frowned.

"The backrest on my chair is kind of broken. If you lay on it too much the backrest snaps back. I'm doing this for your safety," Elsword warned.

"Fine…" the purplette begrudgingly relented, dismounting him and flopping on the next available chair.

Crisis averted, Elsword turned his focus on the entertainment system. He stood and made his way across the room to grab two controllers from their charging port.

"Have you played MSAF, before?"

"What?"

"Mortal Smash All-Star Fighters: Spec-Ops. Or any of the previous MSAF games?"

"I used to play Mortal Smash Fighters 2 on my grandpa's Super GameBox…" Aisha said.

"Wow. Retro," Elsword smiled, handing her a controller which she clearly didn't know how to hold. "This one is… I think the 18th installment? It's changed a lot since its early days."

"Has it?"

"Mhm. The most noticeable changes from MSF2 are…" Elsword began a lengthy dialogue on the features of the latest game. He detailed the shift from two-player co-op to online-only massive multiplayer elements, the decision to lock many of the game's content between user-friendly paywalls, the combat system and how players auto-heal after not taking damage for 3 seconds, and the numerous amount of in-game currency they could win for playing rounds through random loot boxes.

After five minutes of gushing about his favorite game, he stopped himself and looked to find Aisha completely lost for words. "Sorry. You probably have no idea what I'm talking about-"

Aisha shook her head, "I don't, but it's fine. I like listening to you talk."

"Yeah?"

"As long as you're not teasing me, yes," the purplette giggled.

"Well, you're going to hear a lot of me talking since I'm the shot-caller in our team."

"Shot-caller?"

"Kind of like the team leader," Elsword said with a shrug, "Speaking of team… where's sis? She's been gone for over an hour…"

He fished out his phone and pressed the call button.

"Want any snacks?" he offered, as the line began to ring, "I have chips and dip and some cheese and sausages."

"Just a soda is fine. You know what I like," Aisha said.

Elsword stood and made his way to the snack table he set up. Placing the call on speaker, he tossed the phone on Elesis' chair, the furthest left of the set up, and began digging through the bowl of ice for Aisha's lemon-lime fizzy drink.

The ringing stopped followed by some shuffling on the other end.

"Els!" Elesis said, her voice echoing in the speaker, "I was just about to call you."

"Pizza?" the little brother asked, jumping straight to the matter at hand.

"Good news and bad news," Elesis said, her voice muffled as she very clearly stuffed her mouth with food, "Good news: I got the pizza."

"Bad news?"

"Bad news is," his sister paused to swallow and was abruptly interrupted by another female's voice on the line,

"Bad news is we eatin' it all!" Rose's voice echoed in the background indicating they were in her kitchen.

Elesis came back on, "Well, yeah. Actually that's kind of the good news for me but- It's snowing really bad out there. City's closed the main road back home so I'm stuck here at goldie's place until they clear out the snow either tonight or tomorrow morning. Whenever the snow lets up."

Rose could be heard whispering something in the background and Elesis erupted in a fit of giggles.

"Anyways, game night's going to have to be canceled," his sister continued.

"Oh. Well, I'm just glad you're safe, then," Elsword said, quietly handing Aisha her drink to which she mouthed a silent thank you.

Elesis continued, "But more importantly… Aisha's got there safe?"

"Yeah, she arrived like half an hour ago."

"Mmm…" Elesis trailed off, the silence only broken by Rose bursting out in laughter at something. "You two have fun, alright? I got food in the freezer or soup in the pantry to heat up."

"We'll manage," Elsword reassured her, picking up his phone and flopping back on his chair.

"And use a condom!" Elesis added, causing Rose to giggle even more.

"Sis!" Elsword growled, looking up to see Aisha hiding the lower half of her face in his giant hoodie.

"What? I'm just making sure you're being responsible and not getting her pregnant-"

"FYI I don't have any condoms-" Elsword fired back.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better? All the more reason you keep your hands and whatever else to yourself around that girl-"

Elsword continued, "We're not- we're just going to hang out, okay?"

"Riiiiiiight."

"I'm not stupid, sis. I know not to do anything stupid like that-"

"Uh huh."

"And Aisha is way more responsible than I am so you can practically guarantee nothing like that will happen tonight."

"Is that so?" Elesis was clearly not convinced.

"Why not ask her, yourself, right now?"

"Hah! Yeah, sure. Put her on for me-"

"We've been on speaker this entire time. She heard everything."

There was a pause on the other line as Rose could be heard stifling a laugh in the background.

"Oh gods… You serious?"

"I dunno. Am I, Aisha?" Elsword asked, turning to the purplette.

Elesis gave an exasperated sigh, "Uh… Aisha?"

At this point, Aisha's head had completely withdrawn into the giant hoodie. "Yes…?" Her voice came out as a tiny squeak.

"Uh… Gods, Um, hey. I'm, uh… Elsword's sister."

"Uh huh," Aisha replied, refusing to come out of the hoodie.

"Sorry you had to hear that."

"... It's okay," Aisha said, trying way too hard to casually laugh it off.

"I'm sure you're a lovely girl and will take care of my stupid little brother. I was just joking with him as I usually do so don't think I doubt you when he says you're the responsible one. I know from what he's told me that you're the responsible one."

"... That's… yes."

There was a moment of silence on both ends of the call until Elesis finally spoke up again. "Anyways… I'll let you two be. Just, uh, behave yourselves. I'll see you in the morning or later tonight, hopefully."

"See ya, sis," Elsword replied, hanging up the phone and stuffing it back in his pocket. He turned to his girlfriend who still had her face buried in the hoodie. "Please don't think badly of sis. She's just joking around."

Aisha gave a sound that sounded like crying, catching Elsword's attention.

"Aisha…?"

She sniffled and the redhead rose from his seat to her side.

"Aisha you alright?"

"Yeah," the purplette responded, popping her head out of the hoodie to wipe a tear from her eye, "It was just… really funny. I almost couldn't keep myself from laughing."

Elsword breathed a sigh of relief. "For a second, I thought you were upset."

Aisha giggled, "Upset? No. Embarrassed? I don't ever think I'd forget this moment for the rest of my life. But your sister sounded so awkward after she found out."

"Well, at least one of us found it funny," Elsword said.

"So… no condoms at all?" Aisha casually asked, getting a shake of the head from her boyfriend.

"Nope," the redhead replied as he pushed a button on his controller and powered on his gaming station, "You know me, I like to put off responsibilities."

"Yes, I do…" Aisha sighed.

"Besides, I wasn't really… expecting to do that stuff with you. Not after what happened last time…"

"Oh…"

"Again, I'm sorry. I know I got carried away and ended up hurting you. It hurt me too seeing you in pain so… you know," Elsword shrugged, "I thought, 'hey, if I just don't buy any, it'd give me more reason not to'... or something. You know?"

"I see," Aisha trailed off, idly tracing her finger over the lip of her soda can.

Elsword cleared his throat, "And as I've said: you're the responsible one. I have no doubt in my mind we'll make my sis eat her words when she finds out we didn't do anything bad."

"And how would we detail such a report, Elsword?" Aisha asked, before putting on her best impression of a lawyer, "As you can see in the provided footage, the defendant and his party have maintained a meter of space from one another for the duration of the stay. Neither party member had removed a single article of clothing and their conversations were that of strangers having small talk."

"Objection," Elsword interjected, "You actually sat on my lap a few minutes ago."

"Oh, right-"

"And I believe those are my clothes you're wearing."

"Oops."

"And we were just talking about the last time we got intimate. We're going to jail at this rate."

The two of them giggled before quickly falling silent and ending with a content sigh. They both stared at the TV screen, each waiting for the other to speak as the realization that they had the entire evening together slowly dawned on them.

"You know…" Aisha began, tracing the lip of her soda can once more.

"Hm?"

"It only hurt at the start…"

The lights flickered before cutting out completely. The TV shut off with an audible click as a sudden hush fell upon the room only emphasized by the purplette's audible gasp in the darkness.

The two remained unmoved for several seconds in hopes that somehow their stillness would magically bring the power back up. Unfortunately it accomplished nothing more than allowing their eyes to adjust to the pale moonlight reflecting off of the piling snow outside.

"Seriously…" Elsword groaned, finally getting up from his chair and feeling his way to the kitchen, "Just sit tight. I'll grab a torch."

"Okay."

"Seriously, of all the times the power could go out," the redhead grumbled under his breath as he felt his way through a kitchen cabinet before pulling out a dusty torch. A dim, amber beam of light cut through the darkness and Elsword dug through the rest of the cabinet for a lighter and some candles. After a few minutes he returned to the living room to find Aisha scrolling through her phone.

"Might be a downed powerline. Nothing about an outage yet on the city's webpage."

"Save your battery. I got a few candles here to light."

"Romantic."

"No dinner, unfortunately since a certain someone has our pizza and we have an electric stove."

"I'm not too hungry, anyways," Aisha shrugged.

"If you are, we're going to have to live off the snacks I set up," Elsword said, setting a candle on the coffee table and lighting another one to set by an end table in between their chairs. He gave a long sigh, flopping on his seat and causing the backrest to groan under his weight.

"What's wrong?" Aisha asked, curling up tightly in the lounge chair and watching her boyfriend rock back and forth in his seat.

"It's just… I finally had the chance to invite you over to meet the family, hang out with my friends and play the games we're into. Now we can't do any of that. I was really looking forward to having fun with you tonight, too."

"Aw, Elsword… it's okay. It's not all that bad."

"But what can we do?"

"Talk…" Aisha suggested, leaning closer, "Cuddle?"

"Yeah," Elsword grumbled, still feeling a bit miffed of having his plans dashed, "You're right…"

"Unless… you don't want to?" Aisha asked in mock dejection.

"I never said that…" Elsword defended before caving in to possibly the saddest puppy-dog eyes he had ever seen his girlfriend give, "Fine… but it'd be hard to on these chairs."

"I can sit on your lap," Aisha suggested, "Or… maybe, if you'd like… it's going to get cold anyways, so… maybe with your bed sheets-"

"I like that idea!" the redhead interjected.

"Y-yeah?" Aisha stammered, perking up as the redhead jumped out of the chair. She moved to follow but he stopped her.

"Wait right there."


Elsword puffed softly at the kindling, and the embers steadily grew into a gentle flame. Satisfied, the redhead stuffed another two logs into the fireplace before standing back at his handiwork. The flame slowly engulfed the bottom side of the dried wood, and in a matter of moments, the dim light grew brighter, casting the living room in a warm glow.

"You know," Aisha began. She was sitting on the floor, atop her boyfriend's winter blanket that he had laid out for her as she watched the flames lick at the dried bark, "You didn't have to go through all this. I would've been fine if we just cuddled in your bed."

Elsword plopped down next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and scooting up against her, "Yeah, but this is more romantic, isn't it?"

"It is… Which is surprising coming from you," Aisha agreed, giving him a side eye.

"Mean. I'm always romantic."

"Uh huh. Like during our first date?"

"The fireflies weren't supposed to escape the jar," Elsword readily defended.

"And the second date at the pier?"

"It was a learning experience. Plus we got free fish as a prize."

"Our birthday?"

Elsword gasped, "You don't like laser tag?"

"It was fun… but it wasn't romantic."

"I was romantically kicking your butt," Elsword grinned.

Aisha elbowed him in the rib, "You're not helping your case."

"Oh yeah? Well…" Elsword delved into the most obscure memories of their time together, even going beyond the time they started dating half a year ago. He picked out a few moments here and there, wanting to bring up the bouquet he got Aisha for her high school graduation and the nearly perfect box of chocolates he made for her (and their circle of friends) on Valentines day.

"Not romantic~" Aisha sang.

He grumbled, "Fine. You're right."

"I know I am," she replied smugly, "And for the record: I was kicking your butt at laser tag."

"That's cus I let you win," he reminded her.

"Oh-ho? Is that right?"

"Yes! You don't believe me?" He knew for a fact he gifted her the win.

"Nope."

By now, the fire had grown enough to warm the room to a comfortable temperature. Elsword poked at the burnt bark as Aisha's reply stirred a sense of frustration in his head. He remembered feeling so bad for her that he let himself get shot. But if she was going to have an ego about it he had to settle the score. He watched her as she gently rested her head on his shoulder. Look how cozy she was getting, thinking she won it fair and square. Her head was going lower, too. Was she moving to use him as a pillow?

After sitting there silently for some time, Elsword finally spoke up.

"Let's have a rematch."

"What? In laser tag?" Aisha cocked her brow at the suggestion. They weren't anywhere near an open laser tag arena, much less have the gear or a working power grid.

"Um… no. I guess not."

"It's fine," Aisha shrugged, nuzzling against him, "We can settle this later. For now, we can just… you know…"

Later? Elsword wasn't keen on the idea of letting her think she was better than him in his own turf. But what could he do to prove her otherwise? As she cuddled him, his mind raced for a solution.

"Board games!" Elsword blurted out as Aisha quietly rubbed his thigh, catching her by surprise.

"Huh?"

"Let's play board games," he demanded.

"N-now?" Aisha asked.

"You don't want to?" She clearly hadn't expected the suggestion. All the more reason for Elsword to push for it. In his mind, there wasn't a better show of skill than an impromptu board game that neither were ready for.

"I mean, we can. But…" She didn't look too enthusiastic. She was clearly afraid of losing to him. He got her. All she had to do was choose how to be defeated.

"I got checkers, easy money, monopoly, twister, chess… I even got cards for card games. Though you'd probably choose chess, huh?" He actually hoped she wouldn't choose that. He didn't even know how most of the pieces moved on the board. But knowing her, she'd go for a brainy game like that-

"How about… twister?" Aisha mumbled.

"Twister?" Elsword snorted. Of all the games she could've chosen, she chose the most physically demanding. "Do you know what that is?"

Aisha averted her eyes, "Maybe… why?"

She clearly had no idea what she was getting into. Elsword got up and disappeared into the hallway, returning with the box, opening it and setting it out on the bed sheet.

"You're going to lose," Elsword warned.

Aisha tilted her head, "Am I?"

"Just so you're familiar with the rules, if your knees or elbows touch the mat, you lose."

"Ah."

"You're going to be on your knees by the end of this."

"You think so?"

Elsword was growing pensive as he set up the game. Aisha was being incredibly passive in her responses. His anticipation grew when she suddenly pulled off the giant hoodie, looking up at him with a coy smile.

"This may get a bit hot," Aisha said.

It was only then, seeing her in nothing but a lacy black bra and his sweatpants that Elsword realized something: Aisha was taking this seriously and may actually be incredibly flexible.

"Well, since there's no referee, one of us will call a body part, and the other calls the color. We swap after each call."

"Right."

"Stand on the yellow and blue circle on your end of the mat," Elsword instructed, doing the same on his end. They faced each other, the two sides sizing each other up.

"You ready?" the redhead asked, pulling off his green sweater, leaving him in a tank top. He saw Aisha's eyes widen slightly before he saw her attempt to hide what he guessed was intimidation behind a smirk.

"Mhm."

Elsword was first. "Right hand."

Aisha scanned the mat. "Yellow."

Elsword dove for the yellow circle just two spots away from Aisha's left foot. Bewildered Aisha could do nothing but place her hand at the only open spot directly in front of her.

"You're turn," Elsword said, smugly.

"Um… Left hand."

"Red!"

Elsword slammed his hand on the second to the last circle on Aisha's side, leaving her in the awkward position of reaching over to her far right corner with her left hand. She squatted down, reaching as far as she could for the circle before losing her balance and falling backwards onto her butt.

"You set yourself up for that," Elsword replied, sticking his tongue out at her and standing. He offered her a hand and she took it, rising to her feet as it seemed she was trying to cope with the reality of her loss.

"Again?" the redhead asked, cockily.

The purplette scanned the mat before what Elsword determined was a competitive spark glinted in her eye.

"One more round," Aisha nodded.

"Since I won, you can call first."

"Right foot," Aisha called.

"Yellow."

The two met in the middle.

"Left foot," Elsword said.

"Red." Aisha spun around, but Elsword was faster, taking the center red on her side and forcing her to the second last red on her end.

"Right hand," Aisha said.

"Green."

Looking to force her into one side, again, Elsword moved to the second to the last green on Aisha's end.

The purplette didn't seem to mind, however, bending over and placing a hand on her only available green circle, pushing herself against Elsword's hunched over body. She did so in such a way that allowed her to raise her hips up and down slightly, rubbing her butt against Elsword's groin area as he hunched over her.

"A… aisha?" Elsword chuckled, nervously, feeling the crevasse as it rubbed against him, homing in on a certain organ before gently stroking it through the thick layers of both of their sweatpants.

Aisha looked over her shoulder at him, a soft "Your move, Els…" escaping her lips.

That was hot.

No! Elsword mentally slapped himself. He couldn't. He had to be responsible. He didn't want to hurt her, again. The redhead shoved the thought out of his head so hard he physically lost his balance. He fell on his butt, and simultaneously did everything he could to hide his arousal as Aisha stood over him, biting her lower lip as she looked down at him, finger tugging on her bra strap.

"I felt that," Aisha commented.

"Y-you didn't feel anything!"

"Oh?"

"Best two out of three!" Elsword declared, desperately trying to change the subject.

Standing on other ends of the mat, Aisha's eyes were clearly glued to Elsword's groin area.

"Th-that was cheap of you, by the way," the boyfriend stammered, trying to cram his head with the most unappealing thoughts he could think of while trying to ignore a very obvious bulge in his pants.

"There weren't any rules about that, were there?" Aisha asked, coyly.

"There is now. House rules. You break the rules you lose," Elsword said.

Aisha pouted, but that was as far as her protest went.

"You won, so I'll call it first. Left foot."

"Green." Aisha stepped forward, meeting Elsword at the halfway point, and not letting him push into her side. She was learning. No matter. Aisha continued. "Left hand."

"Yellow," Elsword called. Having to lean back, he moved to reach past her to the yellow spot by her left foot.

Aisha let him and leaned forward, snaking an arm around his left leg to the yellow spot between his feet.

Now it was Elsword's turn to find himself in an awkward position. Stretched sideways across the mat, Aisha was in a crouching position next to him, looking down as he struggled for the next move. He needed to move his right leg if he wanted to maintain balance.

"Right leg."

"Red."

Elsword adjusted, moving his right foot on the red corner, essentially leaving him belly up, giving Aisha room to casually throw her leg over his head, straddling him and practically shoving her groin against his face through the thick sweatpants.

At the same time he could feel her running her hands down his belly before sliding it under his pantline.

"Aisha! What are you-!" Elsword protested, his voice muffled against the fabric. He received a sharp intake of breath from Aisha in response as he felt her fish out his half-erect dick and running a tongue along its length.

"Hmm?" the purplette replied innocently before taking the head in her mouth.

Elsword lost strength in his legs, falling to the ground and causing his member to pop out of Aisha's mouth for only a moment.

She collapsed on top of him, taking his tip greedily in her mouth, once more, as she pushed his pants and underwear further out of the way.

"Aisha- Wait- we can't-" Elsword stammered, his objection turning into a stifled gasp as he watched her head begin to bob up and down in a steady rhythm. The soft sound of her lips smacking and suckling was all he could hear in reply. He could feel her hot, slick tongue gliding along the top of his length, taking more and more in as his increased rigidness made it easier for her to take him in.

And then she released him with an audible pop as she stared, panting, at the length of the rod that stood at attention before her.

"Wow…" Aisha whispered, resting her head on Elsword's thigh as she admired her boyfriend's dick. She ran her fingers gently from the tip of his member to his base, simultaneously tracing up from her pantline to her bellybutton, estimating how deep it would go if she took it all in-

Which they weren't going to do.

The lul in the moment brought reason back to Elsword and he spoke once he found his voice, again. "Aisha… we can't. I don't have any condoms or anything. We have to be smart-"

"I know," the purplette sighed, rolling off of him but keeping her head resting on his thigh. She was biting her lower lip and had yet to take her eyes off his dick. "I'm the responsible one, afterall. I'm completely aware. Which is why you're not allowed inside me."

"Thank goodness-" Elsword began but was cut off when Aisha began stroking him with her hand.

"Not in this part of me, at least," Aisha said, pulling down her own sweatpants and rubbing her soaking wet slit that glistened in the flickering firelight. She scooted her lower half closer to Elsword's head, kicking off her sweatpants and moving her hips in a thrusting motion, beckoning her boyfriend as her fingers spread her slit wider.

She hadn't been wearing underwear. Of course, since her panties were in the dryer. But seeing her in nothing but her lacy black bra, wordlessly asking him to eat her out, was an invitation Elsword couldn't quite resist… especially when Aisha already had half of his length down her throat, again.

Elsword adjusted himself, turning to his side and wrapping his arms around her hips. Aisha welcomed him between her thighs, raising her leg to her side as she let her boyfriend guide her lower half to his lips.

It had been a while since he did this for her, and it was only once, to begin with, but if he remembered correctly - which was hard to do with Aisha's lips distracting him - she really really liked it when he licked the underside of her clit.

Wrapping his arms behind her legs and spreading her slit, he immediately found his target and prodded with his tongue exactly where her tiny nub rested, garnering a lovely jolt in response from his partner followed by a labored moan onto his dick as he lightly flicked over her nub, back and forth, back and forth.

Aisha began to squirm, losing control of her body as Elsword continued to stimulate her most sensitive spot. Unable to focus on pleasuring her boyfriend, Aisha moaned into the ground, twisting and turning her body as Elsword refused to let her hips go.

"Els- I'm…! Oh-" Aisha gasped, unsure of what to do as she was locked helplessly in his grasp "I'm cumming! Ah! I'm… I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" She repeated frantically as she reached her peak.

No matter how much she floundered, nor how much she repeated her phrase, it only drove her boyfriend to continue the assault. She curled forward, her body shaking as her orgasm continued. She found Elsword's throbbing member once more and took it in her mouth, sucking him off with increased voracity.

It was only then that Elsword relented. Caught in his own bliss, he pulled away from his girlfriend's dribbling slit as she took over, rewarding her boyfriend as she took as much of his length into her mouth while stroking the left over length with her thumb and middle finger.

This was new. Aisha had only ever given him a blowjob once, yet here she was, doing it for the second time like a pro.

Even with her lips engaged, her tongue kept moving. She made sure not to let her teeth touch him, and she took it just deep enough for his tip to enter her throat before pulling out and swirling her tongue over the head.

Her stroking was on point, moving in time with her lips in the opposite direction before running the entire length of his shaft when she moved to licking the head.

It didn't take long for him to reach his limit.

Listening to his audible cues, Aisha picked up the pace. He placed a hand on the back of her head, guiding her up and down before pressing more firmly on her and thrusting his hips upward.

Aisha obeyed, opening her throat and taking as much of him in her mouth as possible and patiently stroking his dick with her hand, waiting for his cum.

He poured into her, catching her by surprise by the volume of his load yet she held her position, even pushing herself deeper as he came into her gut. She continued to suck, squeezing and swallowing every drop until his orgasm subsided and she pulled away, coughing. She laid back, catching her breath quietly as the two of them held hands, laying upside down to one another. Hot from their recent romp, Aisha undid her bra, tossing it aside lazily before relaxing, once more

They both stared at the ceiling, the soft crackling of the fireplace breaking the silence every now and again.

It was only when Elsword's body had settled that he turned to his girlfriend, squeezing her hand to garner her attention.

"Thanks," he said, his eyes tracing her nearly naked form.

Aisha giggled, "For…?"

"You know what for," Elsword said, propping himself up on his elbow to get a better look at her. Despite having just finished, her eyes were still glued to his cock. As much as he'd love to start another round, his post-orgasmic state had brought him back to the world of reason and his libido had been reigned back once more. "I thought you didn't like doing that stuff."

"I said it was weird… and perverted," Aisha stated, her voice getting softer towards the end, "But I don't dislike it…"

"I could tell. What you did felt… really good."

A small smile of genuine appreciation appeared in her lips as she glanced at her boyfriend, "Yeah?"

"Where'd you learn how to… do all that? I mean, when you first tried about a month ago-"

"Research," Aisha answered innocently, though averting her gaze as she spoke.

"'Research?'" Elsword cocked a brow at her.

"I may have watched an… adult video or two for reference material."

"You watched porn?"

"Only for a few!" Aisha defended, "And… maybe bought a… practice dummy as well."

Elsword laughed, "A practice dummy? A dildo?"

"Don't- don't call it that!" Aisha whined, covering her face in embarrassment, "I just… wanted to make you feel good."

"Mhm. And to make yourself feel good too, I bet," Elsword replied snarkily.

Aisha fiercely shook her head, "No! I… I didn't. Just with my mouth." Her hand traveled down between her legs and she ran a finger up and down the length of her slit. She took his length gently in her free hand, "As for this part of me…? I only want… your dick to fill this part of me."

She exhaled excitedly, leaning forward and opening her mouth to take his tip once more.

Elsword hurriedly pulled away, her hot breath tickling his loins as he stood. "Which we'd have to do next time," he declared, getting a wistful whine from the purplette who looked up at him while her fingers began playing with her entrance.

"We can't right now," Elsword reiterated, "I'm trying to be reasonable… and besides-"

He knelt down, taking hold of the game mat and pulling it out from under her, "If sis finds out we had sex on her twister mat, she'd kick me out of the house and watch me freeze to death."

"Aww…" Aisha groaned, rolling onto his winter sheets. Despite this, her fingers refused to leave her slit and she laid there, touching herself. She looked up at Elsword longingly, her hips gyrating as her purple, lust-filled, eyes begged him to join her in more ways than one. Her free hand ran up her thigh, crossing over her navel and on to her small, pert, breast, squeezing and pulling her nipple.

Elsword bit his lower lip, the temptation to give her what she wanted was almost too much to bear. Maybe if he just laid on top of her-

No!

The redhead wisely stepped away, moving to sit on his lounge chair and letting the cold cushions ice off his libido as he tried to think of the most non-sexual thing he could.

As his thoughts wandered from puppies and kittens to fly fishing at the nearest river with his friends. He was beginning to lose his rigidness in his cock when the sound of rustling caught his attention. Aisha had crawled her way to him, setting herself at his feet with her head hovering between his knees.

She had the sexiest little pout on her lips as her purple eyes stared longingly into Elsword's red. She leaned forward, kissing the tip of his dick, all the while, never breaking eye contact. She rested her cheek against his length,rubbing the palm of her hand up and down the shaft and quickly bringing vitality back to his manhood despite her boyfriend's best efforts in reigning it in.

Feeling him hardening against her, Aisha broke eye contact, licking her lips as she eyed his length once more before giving his dick another kiss as if silently thanking it for siding with her in her little dispute with her uncooperative boyfriend.

She stood, moving to straddle Elsword as she pressed her hot, naked body against him, her stiff nipples rubbing against his chest.

"Aisha… we shouldn't-" Elsword protested, his insistence sounding more like a plea at this point.

"I know…" Aisha whispered. Yet as she reassured him, he felt her hot, wet, folds press lovingly along the underside of his shaft, sandwiching it against his abdomen. She pushed her hips upward, sliding up his length and causing the both of them to gasp in unison in pleasure. "We'll just… do it like this… You're not in me so… just until… we cum?"

With the way she whispered in his ear and the slow agonizing grinding motion, Elsword could find no fault in that reason. Just until they cum.

His hands rested on her hips and Aisha drew an excited breath as she let her boyfriend take the lead, letting him guide her up and down his length.

Up and down… up and down they both moved as he watched her girlfriend's entire body shudder as she rode him. Both of them watched as his cock would disappear under her folds as he pulled her up. He could feel her warmth wrapping lovingly around his tip. And then he'd push her back down, her clit rubbing against the head of his dick and causing her to jolt in pleasure before her folds would come to rest at his base, only to repeat the journey once more.

This continued for several minutes. Each stroke was slightly faster than the last as Aisha's slick juices made each repetition all the more easier and hotter between the two. The feeling of her entrance wrapping around his head at the end of each upward stroke felt incredible. The way it almost felt like sucking his dick up into her before popping out and running down his length was both torture and bliss for the redhead.

Aisha was loving it. Especially when her clit rubbed against his tip. She began focusing more on that sensation, doubling back at each stroke, to get that surge of electrical pleasure for both of them as her walls teasingly clamped around the head of his cock.

She was close. He could hear it in her moans. The higher pitch, the hastened breath, it was enough to drive him closer to his climax as well.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Aisha threw herself on him, focused on the tip, letting the head push just a little against her waiting folds.

Precum leaked out of him. He was so close. Even after just recently blowing his load straight into Aisha's gut, she was able to bring him to the brink of another orgasm so easily.

He wanted to just throw all precaution out of the window and let desire take over. To just angle her in just a way that the next downward stroke would slide him right in.

Aisha was looking deep in his eyes. The sense of longing never left her gaze. She was thinking the same exact thing.

And then something metal snapped under them. Before both of them realized it, the backrest of Elsword's chair buckled, causing the redhead to fall backwards, taking his girlfriend with him.

Stunned after the sudden interruption and laying flat on his back on the chair's reclined position, Elsword was quick to recognize what had just happened as the sensation of hot, wet, tightness had wrapped itself around half of his cock.

He looked down at the purplette who's head rested against his chest, her body frozen and rigid.

"Are you okay?" Elsword asked, brushing back her locks only to see her mouth agape as a mix of shock, pain, and pleasure coursed through her body. He could feel her tighten even more around him as the rest of her body relaxed.

He had to get out of her. The feeling of her walls growing tighter and tighter was going to make him cum.

Elsword took her by her hips and carefully began lifting her up. Aisha gasped, moving with him, yet just as the head was about to pop out… Aisha took him inside her again, causing Elsword to moan in surprise and do everything he could to stop himself from cumming in her.

"Aisha…!" he cried as she rose up and dipped back down again, taking more of him inside of her. "Aisha… wait! I'm… I'm getting close-" Whether the last part of his plea was for her to stop or to continue was lost to the both of them.

"Yes… yes!" Aisha replied. The pain was gone in her eyes. Nothing but an animalistic lust burned in those purple orbs.

Elsword watched as more and more of his length disappeared inside her until their hips began to meet again and again at a faster and faster pace.

She leaned back, hands resting on the arm rests as she desperately rode him. Her insides tightened and she let out a loud cry as she thrust her hips downward, hilting herself on Elsword's length as her pussy squeezed him.

Feeling her orgasm for the first time while inside her, Elsword could hold back no longer. He filled her womb. Elsword grabbed her by her hips, planting her firmly against him as he filled her womb. The sensation drove Aisha's orgasm to new levels of ecstasy she never thought possible. She fervently rubbed her clit, wanting to savor this feeling as she rode out her own orgasm for as long as possible.

She collapsed on top of him as their unified high slowly settled. Both of their heart beats slowed as Aisha looked lovingly up at her boyfriend. She caressed his jawline, pulling it towards her as she met him in a deep, passionate kiss.

Their tongues danced around one another as they both became acutely aware of the dribbling sensation beginning to trickle out from where they were connected.

They looked at each other, laughing at the obvious trouble they were sure to be in before Elsword took her by her hips and slowly tried to pull out.

"Nuh uh," Aisha whispered, sliding back down his length and causing the both of their bodies to tense as the small wave of pleasure coursed through them. Elsword looked down at her, perplexed as a seductive smile appeared on Aisha's lips, "Where do you think you're going…?"


The roads were covered by an icy slush, making the trip by car all the more longer, and all the more agonizing - at least for Elsword and Aisha.

Elesis, on the other hand, had the biggest, smuggest grin on her face the entire ride to the pharmacy. Though most of her attention was on the road, every now and then she would steal glances at her brother sitting at the passenger seat, and her rearview mirror at his girlfriend sitting with her head down in quiet shame.

"So," the elder sister said after entering the highway, "did you two have fun last night?"

Neither of them said a thing, and Elsword could only see the smile growing wider on his sister's face.

"You know… it's kinda weird," Elesis continued, "I'm driving Ms. Aisha home but you wanted me to stop by a pharmacy first, Elsword… why's that?"

"We just… need to pick up something," Elsword finally answered.

"Mhm… and what is that something…?" Elesis was wiggling her eyebrows and nudging him with her elbow at this point. "C'mon. Tell me. What is it you wanted to buy? Vitamins? Cough drops?"

Elsword gave a long, drawn out sigh, "Plan B."

In the mirror, he could see Aisha bury her face in her hands in embarrassment.

"Oh!" Elesis replied in mock surprise, "Is that right? The morning-after pill? Emergency contraception? Now why would you ever need something like that-?"

Elsword punched his sister on the shoulder, garnering a mischievous cackle in return.

"Cut it out, sis. We get it. We got a bit carried away."

"A bit?!" Elesis laughed, "The second I saw how clean the living room was, I knew something was up. The place smelled like way too much carpet cleaner and air freshener for me to ignore. Everything was wiped down and spotless, which you never do, Elsword… and Aisha?"

"Hm?"

"You left your crotchless panties in the dryer."

The purplette's mouth hung open in absolute shock as she realized she had completely forgotten to retrieve her clothes from the laundry.

The reaction garnered another round of laughter from Elesis. "A 'bit' carried away. Listen lil' bro, while I'm all for you two being together, I'm hoping, when I get back home, I don't step on anything wet on the carpet."

"We'll be sure to steam clean the floor the next time we're left alone," Elsword replied sarcastically.

"Good boy," Elesis smiled, "Or be more like your big sis and keep it in your pants so we don't have this conversation, again."

"But," Aisha interjected, "Seeing as you have a love bite on your neck, I think Elsword is plenty enough like you as is."

Now it was Elesis's turn to be on the defensive. "A-wha?" she asked dumbly, covering her neck with her scarf.

Elsword perked at the mention of this and pulled at Elesis's scarf, revealing - not one, but several - hickeys on her neck.

"Well then," Elsword gawped, "So who's the lucky guy…?

"Or girl?" Aisha added.

There was a long, awkward silence now on Elesis's side of the car. She eyed her brother and his girlfriend as it was her turn to feel completely embarrassed of being found out.

"Not a peep out of either of you."

"Just drive us to the pharmacy, sis."

"Yes, sir."