The pale blue light of a smartphone was the only lamp in the small, quiet dorm room. Kaito Tanaka, a first year college student living alone on a tight budget, was slumped on his single bed. His eyes were heavy, glued to the final, climactic lines of his favorite web novel, Chronicles of Eldoria.
...And with a cry that could shatter darkness itself, Elara of Eldoria, the Maiden of the Sacred Blade, met the Shadow Lord's charge. "For the Light!"
His last thought before sleep claimed him was how incredibly lucky a guy would be to ever meet a woman like the heroic, silver haired Elara. His hand went slack, the phone dropping onto his chest as the room faded to black.
Something soft was touching his dick.
In the hazy twilight of sleep, Kaito's brain sluggishly processed the sensation. It was a pleasant pressure, warm and surprisingly real. A dream? It had to be a dream. A very, very good dream.
He shifted slightly, a faint smile on his lips. The softness shifted with him, nestling more firmly against his groin. Yeah, definitely a dream. He was dreaming that a beautiful girl was sleeping right on top of him...
His sleep addled mind began to supply details. Long hair... it would be silver, like Elara's. And it would smell like moonlight and snow...
He took a deep, contented breath.
His nose didn't fill with the scent of his cheap laundry detergent and instant noodles. Instead, a faint, elusive fragrance filled his senses like morning dew on a flower petal.
His eyes fluttered open.
The room was dark, but a shaft of moonlight fell across his bed. And across the long, shimmering strands of actual silver hair that were fanned out over his blanket. His gaze traveled upward, his heart beginning to hammer against his ribs.
There was a head on his chest. A person. A girl.
She was sound asleep, her face peaceful and ethereally beautiful. Her features were delicate yet strong, with long silver eyelashes resting on her cheeks. And she was wearing... armor. Magnificent, ornate silver plate armor that gleamed in the moonlight.
Kaito's brain short circuited.
Hallucination. I've finally cracked from stress. This is a sleep paralysis demon. A really, really hot one.
He lay frozen, not daring to breathe. She was real. The weight of her head on his chest, the warmth of her body, the soft sigh she let out in her sleep it was all terrifyingly, undeniably real.
His eyes, wide with shock, traveled down from her face, past her armored shoulders, to where her body lay across his. Her hip was pressed firmly against his crotch. That was the "soft thing." The intricate, surprisingly padded hip of her divine armor.
The reality of the situation hit him like a truck.
KAITO
HOLY SHIT.SHE'S REAL. THE GIRL FROM THE WEB NOVEL IS IN MY BED AND SHE'S TOUCHING MY DICK WITH HER ARMOR.
A strangled squeak escaped his lips.
The sound was enough. The girl Elara stirred. Her silver eyelashes fluttered, and then her eyes snapped open.
Brilliant, sapphire blue eyes, clear and sharp, locked directly onto his.
For a single, eternal second, there was only silence and the weight of her gaze. Her expression was one of pure, uncomprehending confusion as she looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, the cramped room, and finally, the terrified young man beneath her.
She blinked slowly. Then her eyes widened in dawning horror and outrage.
She shot upright in his bed, her silver hair flowing around her like a cape. The movement was so swift and graceful it was inhuman.
"YOU!" she gasped, her melodic voice now sharp with accusation. She looked down at herself, at him, at the room. "What vile enchantment is this?! What have you done to me, you... you perverted warlock!"
Kaito could only stare, his mouth agape, as the goddess from his phone screen pointed a trembling, gauntleted finger at his face.
His quiet, lonely college life was officially over.
To be continued.....