An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

A few minutes later, the large screen flickered to life, casting a dim glow over the cabin. The usual dramatic intro played—overly long, with sweeping orchestral music and elaborate, unnecessary visuals. Arthur yawned, already anticipating the predictability ahead.

And just as he expected, the movie opened with a marvelous scene: a luxurious royal carriage gliding through a picturesque, peaceful landscape. The princess, radiant and innocent, sat elegantly inside, her gaze drifting toward the serene horizon. But the peace was short-lived.

Suddenly, dark figures emerged from the shadows—demons, snarling and vicious, launching an attack on the carriage. Chaos erupted as the guards were overwhelmed, and the princess was dragged away, screaming, into the night.

Arthur rolled his eyes. "See? What did I say? It's the same old story. They just change the actors every time."

Alicia, still watching the screen with mild interest, smiled. "It's just the beginning. There's still a whole movie left."

Arthur leaned back, feigning a dramatic sigh. "And let me guess… the king will issue a decree if someone could save the princess, he will be heavily rewarded. Then some brave hero will swoop in, rescue her, and fall in love. Happily ever after."

Alicia chuckled softly. "Maybe. Or maybe there's a twist."

As the movie dragged on, Arthur's boredom grew. His attention wandered, and he shifted closer to Alicia, slipping an arm behind her. His hand found the curve of her waist, pulling her into a gentle cuddle.

Alicia glanced at him but didn't object. If anything, she subtly leaned into his warmth, the flickering screen forgotten for a moment.

"It seems like it's not just me who's getting bored," Arthur murmured, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Alicia shrugged, a playful glint in her eyes. "It's not my fault for expecting something different."

"I told you," Arthur teased, his fingers trailing softly along her side. Then his smirk deepened, eyes glinting with mischief. "Since we're already here… why don't we use our time for something a little more interesting?"

Alicia raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Oh? And what exactly do you have in mind?"

Arthur's gaze darkened, his voice low and suggestive. "You know exactly what I'm suggesting."

Before she could respond, Arthur closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. His hand tightened around her waist, pulling her closer, as their bodies pressed together. Alicia gasped softly against his mouth but quickly melted into the kiss, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer still.

The movie's action scenes played on, forgotten, as the real heat ignited in the intimate confines of the private cabin.

The glow of the screen flickered in the background, but Arthur's attention was locked on Alicia. His hand slid under her sundress, fingers trailing up her thigh, feeling the warmth of her skin. She shivered at his touch, her breath catching as his fingers brushed over the thin fabric of her panties.

Arthur leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Let's make this interesting," he murmured, his voice low and filled with intent.

With a quick spell, he cast a sound barrier around the cabin, sealing them off from the outside. Alicia glanced at him, her eyes filled with anticipation. He smirked, fingers already hooking around the straps of her sundress, pulling them down her shoulders. The dress slipped lower, revealing her bare breasts, soft and inviting.

Arthur cupped them, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples, watching them harden under his touch. Alicia let out a soft moan, arching her back slightly, pressing herself into his hands.

Her fingers, not idle, reached for him in return. She tugged at his shirt, pulling it over his head, revealing the toned muscles of his chest. Her hands roamed over his skin, nails lightly scratching down his abdomen, making him shudder with anticipation. She leaned in, her lips trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along his neck, down to his collarbone, tasting him, marking him.

Arthur groaned softly as she continued her descent, her kisses growing bolder, her tongue flicking over his skin. Her fingers worked quickly to unbuckle his belt, pulling it free before unzipping his pants. She eased them down, along with his boxers, freeing his hardened length. Alicia's eyes glinted with mischief as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking slowly, savoring the feel of him pulsing in her grip.

Alicia lowered herself to her knees, her eyes locked on his as she took Arthur's cock into her mouth. Her lips closed around him, tongue swirling over the tip before sliding down the length. Arthur groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as he guided her gently, encouraging her to take him deeper with each pass.

At first, it was a little awkward—he could feel her teeth grazing over his shaft. Arthur winced slightly but kept his tone steady. "Open your mouth wider," he instructed, his voice low but firm.

Alicia adjusted, her lips stretching wider around him. "Good," he praised softly, his hand tightening in her hair. "Now, use your tongue. Glide it around."

She complied, her tongue flicking along the underside of his cock, tracing the sensitive vein as she worked him with growing confidence. Her hand wrapped around the base, pumping in rhythm with her mouth. The wet, sloppy sounds of her sucking filled the cabin, each movement sending jolts of pleasure through him.

"That's it… just like that," Arthur groaned, his hips shifting slightly, pushing himself deeper into her warm mouth.

Alicia picked up the pace, her mouth moving faster, taking him deeper with each bob of her head. Arthur's breathing grew ragged, his grip on her hair tightening as he felt the tension building.

"I'm… close," he warned, his voice strained with need.

Hearing it, Alicia's movements became more determined. She took him even deeper, her throat tightening around him as she worked him harder, faster.

"Oh… yes," Arthur groaned, his body tensing. "Yesss…"

With a deep grunt, Arthur came, hot spurts of cum filling her mouth. Some of it splashed onto her face, streaking her flushed cheeks, and dripping onto her bare breasts.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Alicia pulled back slightly, licking her lips and swallowing. "You came so much," she said, her voice breathy as she wiped a streak of cum from her cheek, glancing down at the mess on her tits. "You made a mess."