What started off as a normal G and G session between the two of you turned..awkward. Not awkward in the sense that the two of you wouldn’t know how to talk to one another but awkward in the sense that you kept rolling Nat20’s and Chance was running out of ways to please you.

It was normal - just him advancing the plot. But then you started flirting with him , which was usual. Normally he’d make a teasing comment how it wouldn’t get you anywhere in the roleplay…but..eventually he got distracted. And you went from fighting monsters to fighting his lips. With your own , I mean.

Chance , despite his best thoughts , had started it. His hand on your thigh , trailing upward as he continued his monologue. You leaning closer , curious to his every word - something he wasn’t used to. But , yeah , now he had you wrapped up in his cloak; his overly large hood (resembling a d20 , which he himself was) up to cover the both of you.

Chance finally broke the kiss he had on you— that you had on him? It didn’t matter who started it because this was happening. With heavy breaths that seemed to make his chest rise and fall he spoke , his voice low…secretive , even. Like he was hiding this from the world.

“ Nm…you gonna roll? “

Chance asked. His voice hushed to a whisper before he continued , speaking to you in a weakening manner.

“ If you roll at least a 15 you can get a little more then just my lips.. “

Fucking tease..