Great Journey: Whims of Fate

Seraphina's entire world came crashing down as her greatest secret and source of power was revealed so blatantly. She simply froze, mouth agape, while Bastion calmly sipped his tea.

"It's not that big of a deal, you know," he said casually. "I bet your parents knew as well."

"What? How?" she gasped.

"When you were born, your status would have included your past life's skills and mental attributes. What kind of child has Intelligence and Wisdom greater than one? What kind of child starts with the Art of Cooking at level 1?"

Seraphina's mind drifted back to when she was little. Her parents never questioned her intelligence. They simply handed her book after book, while beside her, her brother sucked his thumb and cried like a baby.

She, on the other hand, had already begun practicing magic at a young age, and her parents neither questioned it nor treated her as special. It was as if they had expected it all along.

"Oh my god. How did I never notice?"

"Probably too excited about your brand new world full of possibilities."

"How could you possibly know that? Wait… the bullet. You're one too? But that's impossible. You're exactly the same as your game version."

"Game version?" Bastion asked with a puzzled look.

Seraphina quickly covered her mouth with her hands and fell silent. It was one thing to be the official hero, and another thing entirely to give up her advantage, even for the sake of her love.

She thought about it again. The Bastion in front of her now was exactly the same as the one she had known in the game. He was mature, quiet, calm, and stoic. He never seemed fazed by anything and could take an axe to the face as if it were just another day.

Calling him emotionally muted was inaccurate. He was simply composed. His emotions were real and visible, especially in his conversations with Aurelia.

'This meant he was already reincarnated even in the game but kept it secret. How was this possible?' Seraphina thought.

"So to you, this was a game? What kind of game? Please tell me it wasn't a tragic one," Bastion said, a trace of panic in his voice.

He did not want to be part of a horror story or tragic drama. Even a dungeon crawler would have been preferable.

"Otome game," she said, exasperated.

"Oh? Given my status and appearance, I was one of the capture targets, wasn't I?" Bastion asked with a slight smile.

He was quite the catch, after all. It wasn't narcissism. It was just facts. 

"Yes."

"How did my harem route work? I'm fairly open with relationships, especially since I already have Elyra. I wouldn't mind sharing my other women if they were the promiscuous type, as long as they were worth keeping around."

"It's impossible. The only way it could happen is through a technicality."

"Then I would not have been interested in them in the first place. I imagine there would have been personality conflicts. Would you mind telling me?"

Seraphina remained silent, afraid of ruining her chances with him. The conditions for nabbing his harem route were quite strict. Given what he already knew, it might not even happen at this point.

'It's so specific and delicate that telling me would prevent her from taking advantage of it? She passes all my standards for a wife so this should be worth it,' Bastion thought.

"You want me," Bastion said with a slight smirk.

There it was. His sadistic side. He always pressed any advantage he could get his hands on. He would play the long game, remain calm and composed, but once a guaranteed opportunity presented itself, he would push until it gave way.

This was what made him the perfect tank. He would outlast his opponents, waiting for them to slip, and then strike without hesitation.

Seraphina's heart pounded in her chest.

This was the exact scene from the Bastion route. It was the moment he kissed Aurelia, sealing the deal and finalizing the path. At this point, she no longer cared about the harem route. With this option right in front of her, nothing else mattered.

She did not have to do anything.

He would come to her.

"You can have me, you know," Bastion said as he stood and walked to Seraphina's side.

'So long as I get to keep Elyra. Nothing else matters,' she predicted.

"So long as I get to keep Elyra. Nothing else matters."

Her heart beat like a drum. She was sure he could hear it through her chest. This was her dream, her greatest desire come to life. She was claiming her love.

Bastion sat beside her, came close, and stared deeply into her eyes as he took her hand in his.

'You're quite beautiful, you know. How could I resist?'

"You're quite beautiful, you know. How could I resist?"

He placed a hand on her cheek. Seraphina gently raised her own and rested it over his, as if she had always known it would happen.

'I want you to say it. Say that you want me,' she mouthed unconsciously.

At this point, Bastion knew she was reading him like an open book. This scenario had happened in her game with the main protagonist. But from the dazed look in her eyes, it was clear she was living her fantasy. Her literal dream. He would not ruin it by being cheeky. He chose to honor it.

"I want you to say it. Say that you want me."

"I want you," Seraphina said, her voice filled with all the desire she could muster in her dreamlike state.

"Good girl," they both said aloud before Bastion leaned in for a kiss.

He kissed her, savoring the sweetness of her lips. His free hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her close.

She moaned, overwhelmed by ecstasy, as her greatest dream was fulfilled accompanied by the greatest orgasm she had ever felt. Every detail, every word, had played out exactly as she remembered, imagined, and desired from the depths of her heart.

Bastion felt her trembling with pleasure from a single kiss. He was deeply satisfied, knowing someone wanted him this much.

He couldn't even justify that it wasn't truly him. Claiming it was just a game version held no weight when she read him and his dialogue so perfectly.

He leaned in closer, continuing to kiss her, gently guiding her to lean back until she lay on the couch. Hovering over her, he held her hands and brought them above her head.

"What happens now?" Bastion asked as he kissed her cheek, then her neck, then her shoulders, slowly savoring her taste.

"Fade to black," she sighed in pleasure.

"Then we can be ourselves. What do you want me to do?" he asked, his hand slipping beneath her skirt.

"I…" she hesitated.

"Say it."

"I want you inside me."

"As my lady commands," Bastion said in a knightly tone.

*Warning: Contains Sex from this point on.*

With a quick gesture, Bastion prompted Elyra to cast a contraception spell on Seraphina while she was lost in the sensation of his careful attention. She felt a warm pulse spread across her lower abdomen, but she was too immersed in the moment to question it.

Elyra meanwhile helped Bastion unbuckle his pants, freeing his cock before pulling up Seraphina's skirt and pulling down her underwear.

Seraphina, on the other hand, never questioned why more than two hands were touching her. Bastion had one hand pinning her arms above her head, while the other fingered her. Yet something else was lifting her skirt, and another unseen touch slipped her panties down.

She was in no emotional state to care. 

Bastion lined himself up before slowly pushing in. There was little resistance given her previous orgasm. He slipped right in and began thrusting while Seraphina moaned in concert.

She didn't have a hymen, likely due to training so Bastion began increasing his rhythm and force.

"Bastion… Ah, my love… I've wanted this for so long. Oh, God, more. Give me more," she moaned, eyes still closed in ecstasy while she squirmed under him.

Bastion hovered over her and whispered, "Open your eyes. Enjoy every moment."

She obeyed, opening her eyes to meet Bastion's deep blue gaze, locked onto hers with intense focus. The intensity in his eyes sent a shiver through her culminating into another orgasm. 

She felt another as he thrust into her repeatedly then another as he massaged her clit.

"Bastion! I'm so happy, Bastion… I… I can't breathe," she gasped.

Overwhelmed by the sensations, she forgot to breathe. Bastion calmly controlled the wind, directing a soft stream of air into her lungs to help her recover.

He guided her hands up around his neck, letting her cling to him as he leaned back, bringing her with him until she was seated on his lap with his cock deep inside her.

He kissed her deeply, all while subtly channeling air into her lungs and gently bouncing her on his cock.

They spent a few minutes locked in each other's embrace as Bastion gently guided her with one hand, their lips pressed together but still. He made sure she kept breathing. Then, without warning, she went limp, her full weight collapsing into his arms.

By the time he looked into her eyes, she had already fainted from the overwhelming pleasure.

"Perhaps I went a bit too far asking her to open her eyes," Bastion mused with a soft chuckle.

He laid her down gently, brushing a strand of hair from her face and pulled out of her.

Without being prompted, Elyra emerged from the shadows once more, cast cleaning spells, and proceeded to suck Bastion's cock to completion. He hadn't climaxed yet, leaving him with a throbbing erection.

Once she drank the last drop, Bastion put his clothes back on while Elyra dressed Seraphina.

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