"Ah…!"
The moment I did that, she let out a sharp cry.
It wasn't exactly a moan. Well, not yet at least.
It sounded more like a startled yelp, the kind that slips out when something catches you completely off guard.
"W-Wait, wha…? Nnn…!"
The vibration pressed right against her crotch wasn't even that strong. I had only set it to medium. At least, that's what I thought.
"Nnnn…!"
She was starting to react more visibly now, her body tensing up in a way that made it obvious she wasn't prepared for it at all.
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COMPLETED
Clara wants you to use the electric wand massager.
Use it as it 'meant to be used'.
Reward: +10♥︎ Mood, -5♥︎ Affection, +MAX♥︎ Lust
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Clara
Affection: 60♥︎
Mood: 60♥︎
Lust: 100♥︎
Status: Interested
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"Waa… nnnn, nnaaa…~"
Now she was definitely moaning.
One of her eyes was half-closed, like she was trying to hold herself together while her body was slowly giving in.
Her breathing had gotten uneven, and she was clearly struggling to keep control.
She clenched her teeth tightly, like she was trying to suppress the sounds coming out of her.
Her eyes shifted toward me.
They were glossy, filled with tears that had started forming at the corners.
But it didn't look like she wanted me to stop.
"Nghh, aaa… nnnn…~ Aaah, aaaa…~"
Her body trembled under the stimulation, small shivers running through her. It wasn't violent, but it was constant, like she couldn't steady herself no matter how hard she tried.
Combined with the way her face was flushed, and how her usual composed expression had completely fallen apart, she looked… honestly, way too cute for her own good.
It was hard to look away.
Actually, it was impossible.
Then she suddenly covered her face with both hands, like she couldn't bear to be seen like this anymore.
So cute…
For some reason, instead of stopping, that just made me want to tease her a little more.
So I increased the vibration.
"Hnnnnnn!"
The reaction was immediate.
Her body jolted slightly, and then I noticed it.
Her blue jeans had started to darken, a spreading stain forming right where the massager was pressed.
"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~!!"
And just like that, she came.
Her whole body tensed before relaxing all at once, the sound she let out breaking completely free from whatever restraint she had been trying to keep.
[+1 S-SKill]
[+1 S-SKill]
[+1 S-SKill]
[+1 S-SKill]
[+1 S-SKill]
For some reason, that was ridiculously arousing to watch.
My penis was reacting harder than it ever had before, pressing painfully against my pants like it had its own agenda and zero concern for my dignity.
"L-Leon…"
Her voice was shaky, her eyes still teary as she reached out and grabbed my arm. It felt less like she was trying to hold onto me and more like she needed something to keep herself grounded.
Otherwise, she might actually collapse or something.
Her expression was a mix of embarrassment and something a lot more indecent, and it somehow made everything worse in the best way possible.
"Are you okay, Clara? Sorry… I might have overdone it a bit…"
"Aa… Aa, nn… I-I didn't tell you to do it there…"
"Wait, really?"
I had a feeling she might have been messing with me earlier, but it looked like she genuinely didn't expect me to go that far with it.
"Nn… F-Forget what you just saw…" she said, glaring at me for a second, though it lacked any real force.
"Sorry," I said. "You told me to use it, so I just did what you said."
"Well, I was obviously trying to tease you and see what you would do," she replied, still flustered. "But I didn't expect you to go that far. Not like that."
From the way she said it, she was definitely joking earlier.
At least… partly.
"I-I didn't think you'd act that fast, without even hesitating," she continued. "As I thought, you must have a lot of experience already."
Well, if one time counts, then sure.
And it literally just happened last night.
"Not really," I said.
She smiled, a soft, teasing kind of smile.
"Fufufu, you're lying. There's no way you'd do something like that so easily if you didn't have experience. And you wouldn't be able to…"
"I wouldn't be able to what?"
"N-Nothing."
She quickly looked away, clearly deciding not to finish that sentence.
Honestly, I wasn't sure about her logic. It could just be that her body was really sensitive, and that made her react more strongly.
Or maybe the massager was just that effective.
Either way, the result was the same.
"Now I feel… really uncomfortable down there… I don't have spare pants, you know?" she said, glancing down with a small frown.
"Sorry."
"Well, it's partly my fault for teasing you and pushing things too far," she admitted. "I'll go change in the bathroom. I'm sure they have a bathrobe I can use for now."
She stood up, still a little unsteady, and walked toward the bathroom.
Well…
At least I didn't completely mess that up.
It could have gone way worse.
I mean, I brought her to a love hotel and then used a vibrator on her. If you look at it from the outside, that screams ulterior motives.
Which, to be fair, I do have.
But that doesn't mean I want her to hate me for it.
Thankfully, the system didn't seem to be setting me up for some kind of failure route.
If anything, it looked like it approved of what just happened.
Though honestly, there's no way she actually approved of that completely.
Still…
I couldn't believe I just made her cum.
My cock was still pressed tightly against my pants, showing no signs of calming down anytime soon. If anything, it felt like it was getting worse.
After a while, she came out of the bathroom.
She was wearing nothing but a bathrobe.
Seeing her like that made me pause for a second.
She was… undeniably beautiful.
Her body had a natural curve to it, her chest full and noticeable even under the robe. On top of that, there was this kind of presence about her that made her feel a little distant, like she wasn't someone you could casually approach.
But at the same time, there was warmth in her expression.
And with small droplets of water still clinging to her skin, slowly trailing down from her collarbone toward her chest, it made the whole scene even harder to ignore.
"What is it, Leon?"
"Nothing," I said.
Because really, what else was I supposed to say?
Anyone would get an erection with someone like that standing right in front of them.
"L-Leon, is that…?"
Her voice trailed off as her eyes slowly dropped, and sure enough, she noticed the very obvious bulge straining against my pants.
There was no hiding that.
"Ah, well…"
Great. Out of all the situations I could have been in, this was the one where my brain decided to just stop working.
What was I even supposed to say here?
Should I just straight up tell her that I got aroused from hearing her moaning earlier? Because that sounded like the most honest answer, but also the kind of answer that could instantly kill whatever mood this was.
"You can't really blame me, can you? You've got a really cute voice."
I went with that instead.
Smooth? Not really. But it was the truth, at least.
Her face immediately turned red, and if there was ever a moment where someone's heart visibly skipped a beat, this was probably it.
"W-What should you do about that, then?"
"It'll calm down on its own," I said.
That was usually how it worked. Just give it some time, think about something boring, maybe the coming exams or something equally depressing, and it would go away.
Although… looking at her right now, that wasn't happening anytime soon.
I heard her gulp, and when I glanced at her again, she was still staring. She was not even trying to hide it.
"I-It's not going down at all. Are you sure that doesn't hurt? It looks kind of painful like that."
Well, she wasn't wrong.
It did hurt. Having a full-on erection while my pants were pressing against it like they were trying to keep it under control was not exactly comfortable. It was like my own clothes were working against me.
Before I could say anything else, she stepped closer.
And honestly, at this point, I already had a pretty good idea of where this was going.
It felt almost cliché. Like something straight out of those scenes you think only happen in fiction.
And yet, here it was, happening right in front of me.
"D-Do you want me… to help you out?"
She said it quietly, almost like she hoped I wouldn't hear it.
Unfortunately for her, I heard it perfectly.
My brain just… blanked out for a second.
"What?"
"W-Well, isn't it kind of my fault that this happened? So I should take responsibility, shouldn't I?" she said.
I mean, if we were being honest, it wasn't really her responsibility. This was just as much on me as it was on her.
Actually, it was probably more on me.
But before I could even properly think it through, the interface showed up again, like it always did at the worst or best possible timing.
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NEW QUEST!
Clara wants to help you out with your problem
Accept
Reward: 10♥︎, +5 S-SKILL
Requirements: Clara's LUST ♥︎ MAXED OUT, 40♥︎ Affection
Do not accept.
Reward: 20♥︎
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Both options had decent rewards.
But let's be real for a second. One of them clearly stood out more than the other.
At that moment, it didn't even feel like there was a second choice.
I chose to accept immediately.
"Would you mind?" I asked.
She shook her head.
"Then… please."
As soon as I said that, she moved closer.
I sat down at the edge of the bed, my feet planted firmly on the floor. It felt like the only stable position I could manage right now.
She, on the other hand, slowly knelt down in front of me, positioning herself between my knees.
That alone was already a lot to take in.
"Uh… should I undo your pants?" she asked.
Right. Of course.
She had no idea what to do after getting into position, so she asked. Fair enough.
"Please."
The moment I said that, I heard her swallow nervously.
And for some reason, I did the same.
Right now, she looked… incredibly erotic.
There was just something about the way she was kneeling there, looking up slightly.
And I was pretty sure that under that bathrobe, she wasn't wearing anything at all.
That thought alone was dangerous.
This view, as it was, already felt unreal.
Then, slowly, she reached out and placed her hands on my pants. Her movements were careful, almost like she was afraid of doing something wrong.
She pulled the zipper down.
The sound felt louder than it should have.
Then she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and gently pulled them down.
The moment she did, my cock sprang free immediately, like it had been waiting for that exact second.
"Kyaaa!"
She let out a small, high-pitched scream and instantly pulled back, covering her face with both hands.
It was honestly kind of cute.
Like she hadn't fully prepared herself for what she was about to see.
But even as she hid her face, her fingers slowly parted.
And through the small gaps between them, she peeked.
Her eyes locked onto my cock, fully erect and already aching.