Jack woke up groggily. As much as he loved sleeping around, he had never been so careless in his life. Honestly, it was all the system's fault. If it hadn't made him rush, he could have been careful.
Not like any of it mattered anymore.
I'm getting tired of asking this, but where am I?
Jack expected to still be in the hotel room or in a hospital, but he only saw pitch black darkness around him.
He tried getting up, but realized his hands and feet were bound to a chair and he was still wearing his birthday suit.
"This bitch! She kidnapped me—?"
"That's no way to talk to your benefactor, is it?"
Jack heard a familiar voice as a pair of delicate hands hugged him from behind.
"Fortuna—?"
Fortuna clicked her tongue before forcing his head up from behind so he could see her.
"That's Goddess Fortuna to you, boy," she said, letting him go.
"Right… and here I thought we were friends."
"We are, are we not?" She said, walking to his front. "What do you mortals call it? Friends with benefits?"
Jack scoffed. Honestly, having a FWB relationship with Fortuna wouldn't be so bad if she wasn't a crazy bitch. Not that he was going to tell her that.
However, it seemed he didn't need to.
"Don't forget I'm a goddess, boy. Mind reading is one of many things I excel at."
"…of course."
Jack wasn't even surprised. After everything that had been happening to him, Fortuna's mind reading ability was the least surprising thing.
"Um… apologies if I'm being rude, but what exactly am I doing here?"
"Aren't you a curious one?" Fortuna chuckled, tracing fingers across his chest. "I'm here to check on you. What else?"
As much as Jack wanted to hear what she had to say, her touch was all he could focus on. There was a certain gentleness in it, mixed with a strange feeling he couldn't quite express, but he enjoyed it nonetheless.
Fortuna seemed to notice it and smiled before sitting between his legs. Jack's head went blank for a moment as he looked down at her.
Despite all his dig bick energy, a part of him wanted her to touch his mini-me. But alas, the goddess had no intentions of granting his wishes, as she stood right back up after reading his thoughts.
"Tsk, you rowdy dog. You didn't hear a thing I said, did you?" Fortuna frowned. "What will I ever do with you?"
"I can think of a few of things—"
"I'm sure you can."
Just as suddenly, she flopped onto him, making herself comfortable on his lap, facing him this time. Their sudden proximity startled Jack. It was the first time he had seen her eyes that resembled swirling galaxies.
"Hm… I rarely regret my decisions, but watching you like this… makes me think about some things."
Fortuna leaned in, her arms resting on Jack's shoulders.
"Maybe I shouldn't have given you a chance and just dragged you to my bed," she whispered in his ear. "But then… it wouldn't be a punishment, would it?"
Jack gulped down his saliva, restraining himself. No woman had ever made him feel like this… like he just wanted to jump her. But the worst of all was that Fortuna knew it and kept teasing him.
"Would you look at that?" She said, looking down. "Something is poking me. That's not right."
Just like that, Fortuna jumped off him, dusting off her clothes like he was something dirty.
"I guess this is enough."
"What? You're going to leave me like this—?"
"Hm… maybe I can make an exception. Just this once," she said, leaning in.
Jack held his breath in anticipation, his eyes never leaving her vast cleavage as her hand slid between his legs. Jack closed his eyes, hoping to draw out the pleasure he was about to feel.
As much as hand jobs sucked, he couldn't wait to experience a goddess's touch. Unfortunately for him, Fortuna had other plans as she whispered something in his ear.
"Give it to me…"
The words, coupled with a flick of a finger to the glans, sent him over the edge as Fortuna chuckled.
"What the hell—?"
"You really thought I would pleasure you?" Fortuna scoffed. "It's way too early for that, boy. Hope you enjoyed your ruined orgasm. See you around."
Jack was about to yell, but Fortuna snapped her fingers again, disappearing into thin air.
"You fucking bitch!"
***
Thump! Thump! Thump!
"Huh…? What's happening?"
Jessica woke up to someone banging on the door. It took a moment for her to remember anything, but the strange sensation between her legs jogged her memory.
"What the hell!?"
She jumped up, staring at Jack. She couldn't understand how his member ended up inside her.
"No, no, no! This wasn't supposed to happen! What will I—wait, is that...?"
Jessica squatted down, staring at the condom around Jack's member. Something was drizzling out of it.
"…"
Once again, the banging on the door snapped her back to reality. She rushed out to get the cryotube and carefully transferred the condom's contents into it.
Jessica didn't want to think about anything else. She got what she wanted, and it was time to leave. The only issue was the people outside. A neat escape wasn't possible anymore.
"Let's just get this over with."
She quickly got dressed and opened the door, only to freeze in shock.
The receptionist was there, along with cops.
It wasn't strange, considering they hadn't answered the door for over three hours. Although the receptionist was paid off, he couldn't just ignore the troubling signs when she didn't respond for hours, and called the cops.
Jessica panicked, looking behind her. The man was still knocked out and if the cops saw him in that state, her life would be over. Her only saving grace was that no one mentioned him.
"Ma'am, can I ask what you've been doing in there?" a cop asked, only for his superior to sigh.
"Trainee, where we are now?"
"In the entertainment district, sir!"
"What do you think happens here?"
"…"
"Dumbass."
The superior shook his head before turning towards Jessica.
"Ma'am, we received a complain from the management regarding your unlawful stay. You paid for three hours but stayed for six. This isn't how you should treat a business."
"I'm terribly sorry, officer. It's just that the time flew by and—"
"I don't care about it!" the receptionist barked. "I almost lost my job because of you. You better pay for the extra hours, not to mention the water tank you emptied."
"Water tank…?"
Jessica smacked her head. No wonder she was drenched. She had passed out without turning off the shower.
While she was lost in thought, the receptionist handed her the bill. Jessica's eyes popped out of the sockets when she saw the final amount.
"Three thousand dollars!?"
"Yes! This is a premium lounge. Everything we provide is of the top quality, including the condoms you bought."
"But—"
"Please, miss. You've already caused quite a scene. Just pay the bill and get going," the officer chimed in.
"R-Right—"
Jessica reached for her company card, as it was the only thing she had on her. Billing the company for a hotel stay wasn't out of the ordinary, but the type of hotel was a problem.
She sighed. It wasn't the time to think. Besides, it wasn't like she had a choice in the matter.
Let's just pay the bill and run out of here. I don't want that man to wake up while I'm still here.
She handed the card to the receptionist and was about to walk out when a voice stop her in her tracks.
"What's going on?"
She turned around and saw Jack standing there, rubbing his head.
"…damn it."