08/12/2026 Ruka & Asa - G-host

“I wish I could really fuck you and put a baby in your womb. A kid you will raise with all your love, someone who will stay with you longer than I am…” A woman speaks with a very weak voice.

She must be suffering so much that she let a tear drop down to her cheeks and onto the dirty old pillow she had.

The scenery, the state of their emotions, I can already tell what's happening.

She's dying.

“Poor lady— Wait… who are they?” I don’t recognize them, nor have I seen them even once.

“I love you.” The woman she was talking to responded. She got a tight grip on her hand and looks like she won't let it go.

“I love you too, so much…” The dying lady said, as they kissed after it.

The last kiss of life.

“Love doesn't have a gender; it exists inside us.” What a beautiful scene, and I'm glad to witness it.

Two women in love, they're like love swans.

“...”

Smooch. Smooch.

“Wait… is this a dream— WOAH! Wait a damn fucking minute! Girls!” They were being dramatic, yet they got their tongues tangled without hesitation, sucking each other’s souls maybe for one last time.

Maybe? But the other girl just fondled the dying girl’s tits.

“Remember! She's dying!” You shout, but no matter what you say… They can’t hear me for some reason.

I am forced to watch a lesbian couple sucking tongues, intertwining them like a ribbon knot, and moving like a slimy eel.

“Good for you…” I can turn around if I want to, but those two actually looked so hot. I wished I could join them—

Shing!

“Huh? What the fuck!? WHY AM I GLOWING!?” I suddenly lit up like a bulb, blinking like a Christmas light out of nowhere!

What a weird combination, a shining, shimmering guy and a lesbian couple making love in a medieval house— right! Now come to think of it, the house looked so old, like something I could only see in movies like Hansel and Gretel.

“I’m so glad there are no witches here… just two lesbo who’re eating each other while the other one’s dying.” I resumed watching the two, the stronger one actually stripped out her top and left her underwear. The dying woman got stripped right after it, except for her laced bandage? A dying woman with medieval-type lingerie? What a dying taste.

“Oh God…” I fished out my dick in the open… I know! It’s disgusting, but I just can’t help it. They’re way too hot. Their bodies are just gorgeous, like a work of art.

The two went deeper; it's not just their tongues entangling but also their fingers, their legs, their spit swapping became more intense.

I feel like I’m watching porn.

“I… oh god…” I started stroking, I don’t care if it’s a dream or how messed up my bedsheet will be once I wake up.

“Haaa… Asa, you’re so wet even when you’re dying… hmm.” The freaky lively woman started to finger the dying lady named Asa…

GIRL! SHE’S DYING!

“That must be the finger of death.. God…” My shaft hardened like a bottle as my palm worked as a shining rag going up and down. I admit it, I must recognize my thing, which I can call a fetish.

“Ruka… my time is near… yes, right there…” Asa had to remind her, but also got to tell the woman named Ruka she’s doing great, stimulating her.

“Ahhh… so they’re Ruka and Asa… are they Japanese?” I'm busy stroking myself, but still, I’m curious who these two ladies I’m fapping to are.

“Ahh… is this the spot?” Ruka let Asa’s lips go just to ask that thing.

“AHH! Yes…” Asa responds, and now they're going at it, Ruka’s hands went on a piston blur. Poor Asa, screaming for her life… or is it moaning? I can’t think straight anymore.

“D-damn… she used a lot of force to let that moan out, how many of those did she leave?” You looked over, trying to get a good look at Asa… and damn, she’s fine.

Asa arched her back and pushed her hips to meet Ruka’s hand thrusting—

“Is she really dying? She got a lot of libido for a dying woman— d-d-damn!” I exclaimed, I almost gripped my dick tighter and hurt myself when Ruka slid her panties down.

“Oh my cakes.” She definitely had it, the smooth cake fresh off the wet bakery. It’s not actually just a cake, more like a cheesecake– no, a pudding! It’s so smooth, looks buttery. 

“I wanna taste it.” I gulped and can’t help but drool with it— oh shit… she shifted— fuck! I’m so close to peeking her slit…

Wait…

It’s a dream…

I can do what I want, right?

“A little closer won’t cause any harm, right? Besides… they don’t see me.” I took a step, still stroking myself. As I move forward, their figures become clearer.

Ruka is the definition of a fit girl, elegant, and her striking eyes complement her body frame very well. While Asa is paler than Ruka, her body didn’t disappoint. Asa’s build is something you want to look at every day; she’s refined and god damn… that sultry face can cause war between nations, something worth fighting over.

“Oh god… they’re so fine.” That’s an understatement; there are no words enough to describe how graceful they are as they finger each other—

Asa’s not really dying, is she?

“Ahh… Ruka… I can’t anymore—” Asa’s eyelids slowly closing, but Ruka must’ve tweaked something inside her pussy that caused her to let her jaw drop, eyes wide open, and together with an audible moan.

She’s really dying, and Ruka’s keeping her alive.

“T-that’s true love– oh…” My stroking intensified as I watched both of their hands play with each other’s cave.

“I’ll help you cum before you become a lurking ghost…” She whispered, but you clearly heard it.

Lurking ghost? Most people wish their loved ones to be in heaven… that’s weird.

“Why do I have to bother? They’re already weird in the first place… ughhh… touching each other while one of them will be dead soon… fuck.” My muscles cramped, and my arm stiffened; this dream felt too real.