Taking His Offer WIP (Atelier Ryza) (Patreon)

Ryza wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting on the edge of Samuel’s bed. Nor was she sure just how turned on she was from the thought of him having his way with her, keeping her end of their makeshift deal. But she found herself getting off his bed and making her way outside to see Samuel continuing to drink like she wasn’t even there. As if he had already forgotten that she was in his home and wearing his shirt, Ryza watched him bring yet another bottle of his liquor to his lips.

And for a moment, just an instant as he pulled it away from him, she wondered if she was really going to go through with this. If she was actually going to accept his drunken offer and let him sleep with her. But as she continued to stare, Ryza found herself absentmindedly making her way out onto his porch, the sound of his front door closing behind her making it clear to both of them that she was within his reach. “Samuel, I….”

At first, Samuel stayed quiet, as if he was trying to piece together just what was going on. The man was drunk for sure, the scent of his alcohol wafting off of him making it clear this was probably his eighth bottle today. But as Ryza tried to find what she wanted to say, he didn’t interrupt her. He didn’t say a word to her, and he didn’t reach for her to yank her toward him like he had earlier. Instead, he simply say down in the lone chair he kept on his porch and crossed one leg over the other.

“I… I want to take you up on your offer. I… Don’t know how I feel about one of my best friend’s dads having his way with me… But something… For some reason, I just can’t get it off my mind…” Ryza’s cheeks flared a deep shade of red as she spoke, embarrassment and arousal both trembling in her voice as she stood there. But when he continued to stay quiet, something clicked for Ryza. She realized that he wasn’t going to do anything. He wasn’t going to make a move on her now that she was starting to take the steps herself.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ryza looked up to see Samuel meeting her with an expectant gaze. Only to then see him uncross his legs and the tent that immediately formed in his pants as a result of this new position. And without either of them breaking their gaze toward the other, she watched as he brought the bottle back to his lips. “I-I see…”

Ryza took a deep breath before starting to make her way toward him, understanding now that he was forcing her to take these steps. That he was putting her in a position where she had all of the power to run if she wanted, yet none of the power to get away from him. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stood in front of him, excitement and embarrassment both filling her. But instead of pulling away and leaving him here, Ryza instead made her way into his lap.

Of course, having her climb into his lap like she was, Samuel was quick to bring the hand that was holding onto his bottle of alcohol to her surprisingly plump rear end. All while his other hand dragged its way up her body and to the back of her head, grabbing hold of it with a surprisingly gentle grip. With her right here in his arms and on his lap, he knew that he could start things off and throw her into a world that she might not want to come out of. But as she leaned in close, clearly nervous to actually take the step to follow through, he instead waited.

Maybe it was because of just how drunk he was. Maybe it was because Samuel had seen Ryza grow up and knew just the kind of girl she was, knowing she would run or get aggressive if he forced anything on her. Or maybe it was simply the fact that him having his way with her started as a drunken joke while she was naked, with him not expecting this to come from it. But now that they were here, the reason for his action didn’t matter. The only thing that did was the fact that he took the first real action between them.

When she was so close to him that she could feel their lips brushing against each other, Ryza was determined to take this final step and throw herself onto Samuel. But when he instead took that step and caught her in a slow but heated kiss, something seemed to break inside of Ryza. Maybe it was that final straw to actually make her realize she enjoyed the way his body felt against her own. Maybe it was the nervousness and embarrassment that she felt vanishing when he caught her in a kiss. Or maybe it was the fact that, as their lips met, Samuel pushed her down so that her pussy was properly resting against his hardened cock through his pants.

No matter what the real reason was, as soon as Samuel caught her in a kiss, taking that first step himself, Ryza was hooked. The scent of his alcohol on his breath, the taste that still lingered on his tongue, and the tight grip that the hand on the back of her head suddenly gained while one kiss lead to another. All of it was overwhelming, powerful, and surprisingly addictive. Even as Ryza pulled herself away from Samuel, stopping the makeout session they were in, she didn’t want to actually leave the spot that she was in. She didn’t want to stop kissing him or get out of his lap.

Though, in the heat of the moment, she couldn’t keep herself from laughing and resting her forehead against his own. “That’s some strong beer, Samuel. You sure you should be letting someone like me get a taste of it?”

“Can’t really stop you from getting a taste when it’s all I drink, can I? I’ve just got to make sure you don’t do something stupid when you end up getting drunk.”

Hearing that, Ryza couldn’t stifle the chuckle that rumbled in her throat. “As if making out with my friend’s father isn’t doing something stupid.”

Samuel smirked and roughly smacked Ryza’s ass with the hand that was holding onto the back of her head. “As long as you’re enjoying yourself, the only stupid thing about this is not following through.”

Ryza couldn’t help but roll her eyes at his comment. How was he able to be like this while being drunk out of his mind? Was he just a natural with women? Were the stories her mother told her about how Samuel was when they grew up true? If so, why did his first wife leave? All of these thoughts went through Ryza’s mind in the heat of the moment. Though, they were quickly thrown out of her mind when their lips met once again, wiping everything from her thoughts but the feeling of Samuel’s body against her own. Especially when his tongue pushed its way past her lips and into her mouth.