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booth in the corner and discuss it in private? That, along with a job I have for you that I think you’ll want to take.

    Oh my. Ume looked around her living room with a guilty blush. It didn’t matter that she lived alone. She still felt a little like a teenager about to do something she knew she shouldn’t. Suddenly getting back to the battle right away didn’t seem so important. Nor did the computer glitch that had sent her here. She was curious. And there didn’t seem to be any harm in satisfying that curiosity. She sent her character to the booth, and the warrior who called himself Sinner followed.
    Ume took a sip of her soft drink to soothe her dry throat, then began to type once more.

    What is this job? I’m curious.

    Sinner’s reply appeared in the window.

    It’s something I know you want. Something everyone wants. A treasure no one in this world has ever gotten close to. But first, *I slip my hand under the table and you can feel my fingers trace a line up your thigh, gliding between your legs* I want to know why you’re here. Why I’ve never seen you before.

    “What the—” Ume looked down, lifting up her laptop and the blanket beneath it. Nope. Nothing there. But she’d felt it again. Those rough, masculine fingers between her thighs. She still felt them. And her body was responding. Heating.
    Maybe it was time to lower the dosage of her pain medication.
    Maybe you should just go with it , the devil on her shoulder whispered. Ume raised her eyebrows. This was a fantasy, wasn’t it? And there was no way for anyone to know who she actually was. But then again, there was no way for her to know who he really was either.
    She settled in once more and bit her lip before responding.

    I was in the middle of a battle. I’m not sure why I’m here. And I’ve never seen you before either. How do I know you aren’t trying to set a trap? That you aren’t working for the demons?

    “That you aren’t a teenager with braces and acne?” She mumbled out loud, trying to splash a little cold reality on her overheating libido.

    *Shakes his head at your distrust* I work for no one but myself. I can take you to the Demon King’s lair to retrieve his most sacred possession.

    Wait a second…had he said what she’d thought he said? The Demon King’s lair? Saint’s lair? No one had ever been to that level. Ume had heard the stories. The game was a labyrinth of levels, always changing, adapting to each player’s skill. The end result for most serious gamers was to get to Saint’s lair. To retrieve his treasure and end the demon attacks once and for all. There were always rumors, but no one had ever gotten…she lost her train of thought as the hand she shouldn’t feel between her thighs heated her skin.
    Her heavy-lidded eyes focused on the screen again and she typed without thinking.

    Why do I think you’ve used that line before? Not that you’d need it.

    She covered her eyes with one hand, groaning. She was flirting. There was no denying it. Talk about desperate. Ume peered through her fingers as he responded.

    *Takes your hand and places it on my hardening cock* It’s not a line. I can prove it to you if you let me. In fact, I can do more than that .

    She moaned. Was this happening? Could she really feel the metal of his weapon? The scratchy fabric of his pants? The thick erection beneath? She curled her fingers and shivered. It felt real enough. Wonderful and forbidden and real.

    A ding of sound alerted her to a new window popping up above their conversation. The words there made her gasp.

    The warrior has propositioned you. Do you accept? Y/N

    “I know I’m going to regret this.” Ume hesitated, but clicked yes before she could talk herself out of it.
    A new cutscene began to play. The characters Sinner and Plum were in one of the bedrooms above the bar, facing each other.
    “Lovely. Animated porn.” Ume snorted, but she couldn’t peel her gaze from the screen. These were superb