Curing My Loneliness by Becoming a Summoner in Another World

An Easy Date

 

Damien waited outside the inn, trying to stifle a yawn, despite it being the afternoon. He was wearing a nice shirt and pants, watching people walk by as he leaned against a beam. He glanced at the street clock, and saw he had been waiting outside for thirty minutes, which was twenty minutes after he was supposed to meet up with Feya for their date.

Maybe I should go up and see if she's alright, but I also don't want to rush her if she's nervous...

As he contemplated, he suddenly felt arms coil around him and something soft squish into his back. “Feya?”

He heard giggling behind him which confirmed his guess.

“Sorry, my hair was taking forever.”

Damien turned around. “That's okay, I wasn't...” he trailed off as he saw Feya. She was wearing a blue dress with a v-cut that exposed an ample amount of her breasts. She seemed to have re-bleached her hair, and it was done up in bouncy curls. She also had some dark-red lipstick on.

“What's wrong?” she asked, wiggling slightly to cause her chest to bounce.

Damien gulped. “Nothing. You look really....good.”

Feya grinned deviously and hugged him again, squishing her breasts into him and looking up. “Can I have a kiss to start us off?”

Damien blushed. “Out here?”

Feya giggled, then gave him a quick peck. “That's all I wanted,” she said, before starting to walk down the inn steps.

“Oh...” Damien said, following after her.

“For now,” she added, giving him a sly look. She wrapped her arm around Damien's and shoved it into the side of her chest.

Damien, deciding to try and ignore this for now, asked, “So, where are we going? You said you wanted to plan everything.”

“Yup! Don't worry, I've already got everything booked.”

“Booked?” Damien asked.

Feya just giggled again, not answering. They walked a few more paces before stopping in front of a fancy carriage.

“Are you Lady Feya?” the driver asked.

Feya nodded.

The driver hopped down and opened the door for them. Damien helped Feya up into the carriage, which she seemed delighted by, before following her through the door.

Inside, the carriage had was decked out in satin and gold. The seats were fancy, and as he sat down it felt extremely comfortable, more so than even his own bed.

“What is this for?” Damien asked after the door had been closed.

Feya giggled again. “We're going someplace out of town. Not too far, but I didn't want us to walk all the way there.”

Damien nodded. “What kind of place is it?”

Feya shook her head, smiling. “You'll see.” She then closed the windows, before sliding over next to Damien, leaning up against him and lacing her fingers around his. “Isn't this romantic?”

“Yeah, it definitely is,” Damien smiled.

Feya blushed and seemed to get excited by his response, then leaned up and kissed Damien again. Damien reciprocated this time, delicately touching tongues with her as they made out.

After a couple minutes of making out, Damien leaned back. “Sorry, I'm out of breath.”

Feya, who was red, nodded. “Maybe we should skip dinner?”

Damien shook his head. “I'm assuming you already booked dinner for us, so we should go.”

Feya blushed and looked down, nodding. “You're right.”

Damien wrapped an arm around her. “Don't worry, today is dedicated to just you.”

“To us,” Feya corrected him.

Damien smiled and nodded. “To us.”

 

The two cuddled as the carriage rolled on, until after a brief while it stopped. After a moment, the door opened, and the driver bowed, “We have arrived.”

Damien helped Feya down and they walked out into an enclosed yard. “Where are we?”

“It's an inn and restaurant combo, all-inclusive, so we don't need to bring anything, even pajamas,” Feya explained. “We can eat and drink as much as we want, and the rooms all have private patios.”

Damien's eyes went wide. “How expensive was this?”

Feya giggled, “Hehe, it's fine, I still have some money left over.”

“That's not what I-” Damien started, but Feya pulled him towards the door.

They were bowed to by a man in a butler outfit as they approached the door. “Do you have a reservation?”

“Yes, for Feya and Damien,” Feya said.

The man looked at a book, then made a check. “Very good. Dinner first? Or would you like to go to the room?”

“Dinner,” Feya said, though seemed to hesitate slightly.

The man nodded. “Please, follow me.” He led them through the door and into a fancy looking restaurant. Instead of the slightly-dingy looking inn he was used to, this area was well lit with chandeliers, and instead of having tables cramped up together, they had quite a bit of space in between.

He led them to a table in the corner, then sat a key on the table. “Please, take your time ordering, and feel free to go up whenever you'd like,” he said, before setting down some menus for them, and a key on top.

Damien looked at the menu. “What should we-” he looked up and saw Feya was staring at him, grinning. “What's wrong?”

Feya shook her head. “Nothing, I'm just so excited to finally get to do this!”

Damien sighed. “I'm happy to be here too, but shouldn't we focus on dinner?”

Feya nodded, “You're right, we can play later.”

'Play'?

 

Damien ordered a steak while Feya ordered a grilled fish. They also shared a side of dip with some crackers.

Damien dipped into it, giving it a taste. “Not bad, what is this?”

Feya shrugged, “I don't know, it just sounded fancy.”

Damien chuckled, “Well, it's pretty good.”

After they had finished their main course, Feya then ordered some wine and cheesecake.

“Do you normally drink wine?” Damien asked.

“Only on special occasions,” Feya said, giving it a sip.

Damien also gave the wine a taste, though it was a bit dry, so he only drank a single glass.

After finishing her own glass, Feya stood up and grabbed his arm. “Come on.”

Damien stood up, walking with her to the stairs. They then went up and stopped at the room that matched their key. Inside, the interior matched the downstairs. A large chandelier was in the room, and a large bed with curtains that could probably fit twelve people if they squeezed together. There was as separate bathroom with a large tub, and another tub on an enclosed balcony that overlooked the countryside.

“Wow,” was all Damien said.

Feya closed and locked the door behind him, then came over and hugged him closely. “You want me now, right?”

Damien turned around. “You didn't need to do all this just to have sex with me.”

Feya shook her head. “I wanted to have a good time with you. Are you having a good time?”

Damien gave her a kiss. “Of course.”

Feya pulled down the straps of her dress, so her breasts flopped out.

Damien grabbed and started licking them, causing Feya to giggle. “That tickles.” She then grabbed into his pants. “Wow, you're already hard.”

Damien blushed, “Of course, I knew what was coming.”

Feya seemed to get excited, and pushed him onto the bed, making out with him. “I thought you were going to stop me again.”

Damien chuckled, “I figured we could talk later.”

Feya giggled back. “Okay.” She got off of him and took her dress the rest of the way off, then slid off her panties until she was completely naked.

Damien quickly followed suit and took off his clothes.

Feya grabbed him close, making out wildly with her tongue and squeezing his member. “How do you wanna do it?”

Damien blushed slightly. “Uh...whatever you prefer.”

Feya seemed to think for a moment, then said. “Push me against the wall.”

Damien raised an eyebrow, but did as asked, gently pushing her to the wall. “Like this?”

“Now stick it in!” Feya demanded, before kissing him again.

Damien grabbed her leg up and stuck his member in, causing Feya to moan as they kissed. He slammed into her with big thrusts, pushing her up against the wall, their bodies sliding together. He then grabbed her breasts and squeezed, which earned yet another moan from Feya.

Feya stopped kissing him, leaning her chin on his shoulder. “This is amazing...” she whispered, giving a small cute moan with each thrust.

Damien smiled, whispering back “Are you happy now?”

“Of course!” Feya said, a bit of blush showing on her cheeks as she smiled back. She then gave him a big kiss, before grabbing hold onto Damien as he started thrusting harder. “Do it, give it to me!”

Cheered on by her, Damien slammed into her once more, finishing off inside her as she clasped him tightly.

After catching their breath for a minute as they embraced, Feya whispered, “Ready to go again? We're not sleeping tonight.”

Damien felt slightly worried. “Um...you want to cuddle together in the bath first? Before the water gets cold.”

Thankfully, Feya smiled and nodded, dragging him herself over to the tub on the balcony. She stepped in first, sliding in, pulling Damien in with her. Damien laid back against the tub, letting the hot water wash over him, while Feya grabbed his arm, snuggling into his chest. “This is romantic, too.”

Damien wrapped his arm around her, causing Feya to shiver slightly.

“See? Wasn't I smart to want to get with you?” Feya said, sounding a bit exasperated.

“Well, I guess, although that's a bit hard for me to answer...”

Feya giggled, snuggling into him again.

 

They soaked in the tub together, Damien trying not to get too aroused again having Feya jammed against him. Deciding to try and find something to distract him, he asked, “So...tell me about yourself.”

Feya looked at him, seeming a bit confused. “You want to know about me?”

Damien gave a confused look back. “Yeah, why wouldn't I? We're together now, so I should know more about you, right?”

Feya blushed, looking down, “Oh...” she seemed a bit unsure, then said, “Well, my name is Feya. I'm twenty-two years old. I'm a Cleric, though I use to be a Witch-class.”

Damien chuckled a bit. “Okay. What kind of things do you like?”

Feya seemed to latch on a bit more to this. “Oohhh...um, tasty food! And buying clothes. And...sex! I like sex,” she explained, snuggling into him again.

Well, I guess that's a good start.

 

After soaking for a while longer, the two made love on the bed again. Contrary to Feya's proclamation, she fell asleep after they did it twice more. Damien pulled out his scanner, and saw that Feya now had the first two bars filled, a sliver into the third (and of course the heart was now filled in). Feeling glad he seemed to have made good progress, he wrapped an arm around her and joined her in sleep.