Chapter 17: The Soundproof Shed
The invisible dome of the Soundproof Ward settled over the damp wooden shed and completely severed them from the outside world.
The chirping of the midnight crickets and the distant heavy footsteps of the estate guards instantly vanished into an absolute void of silence. Leon kept Elara firmly pinned against the sturdy workbench with his enhanced strength effortlessly neutralizing her desperate struggles.
The pitch black darkness of the room heightened their other senses to an astronomical degree making the heat radiating from her voluptuous body feel like a blazing furnace against his chest.
Elara was panting heavily with a volatile mixture of pure adrenaline and deeply repressed desire.
She had come to this isolated shed fully intending to beat her stolen apron out of the arrogant floor sweeper but her brilliant plan had completely backfired the moment he easily overpowered her physical enhancement.
"You are utterly insane Leon," Elara whispered breathlessly while arching her back slightly in a futile attempt to break his iron grip on her wrists. "If anyone finds us in here the noble family will hang you from the highest tower."
Leon smoothly shifted his weight and pressed his hips firmly against hers ensuring she could feel exactly how heavily her close proximity was affecting him. Elara let out a highly scandalous gasp that echoed loudly in the perfectly silent room as the undeniable proof of his arousal pressed right into her soft stomach.
[DING!]
The crystal bell violently chimed in his skull and bathed the small space between them in a highly obnoxious neon pink glow.
[Main Target Escalation Quest Issued: Shattering the Pride]
[Context: The Head Cook is currently trapped in the dark with a man who completely overpowers her but her stubborn pride refuses to let her admit what she truly wants. Break down her final defenses and make her surrender to your touch.]
[Objective: Convince Elara to willingly unbutton her maid uniform and heavily caress her exposed chest while she begs for more.]
[Reward: +15 Strength, Skill ’Aura Sight’, 100 Shameless Points.]
[Failure Penalty: The Host will permanently lose all tactile sensation in his hands rendering all future intimate encounters completely numb and highly disappointing.]
Leon stared at the glowing text and mentally praised the absolute degenerate who had programmed this system.
Losing the ability to feel the incredibly soft curves of the gorgeous women surrounding him was a fate significantly worse than death so he fully intended to execute this quest perfectly.
He allowed the pink screen to fade away and plunge them back into total darkness before slowly lowering his head until his lips were mere millimeters from the incredibly sensitive skin of her neck.
"Nobody is going to find us Elara," Leon murmured in a deep magnetic voice that vibrated heavily against her collarbone.
He heavily utilized his forty five points of Charisma to lace his words with an intoxicating level of dominance.
"And even if they did I think you would have a very hard time explaining why you are pressing yourself so tightly against me."
"I am not pressing myself against you," she lied fiercely while her passive Lie Detector aura wildly flared with brilliant flashes of overwhelming heat and submissive panic.
Leon smoothly released his iron grip on her wrists but he did not take a single step back.
Instead he slowly trailed his hands down her arms and wrapped his fingers gently around her wide hips. The moment his skin made contact with her uniform his passive Basic Caress skill activated at maximum capacity.
A highly concentrated surge of pure electric pleasure traveled directly from his fingertips into her nervous system and completely short circuited her defensive instincts.
Elara slumped back against the wooden workbench with a soft whimpering moan as her athletic legs violently lost all of their structural integrity. She instinctively reached out and grabbed the front of Leon’s tunic just to keep herself from sliding completely onto the floor.
"If you want your apron back you are going to have to earn it," Leon whispered while slowly sliding his hands upward along her ribcage.
He stopped just below the heavy swell of her massive breasts and let his thumbs trace the rigid underwire of her tight bodice.
"Unbutton your uniform for me Elara."
The Head Cook violently shivered in the dark as her tyrannical pride fiercely battled against the overwhelming wave of raw pleasure pooling in her lower stomach.
She was a woman who commanded immense respect and terrified the lower servants but right now she felt completely helpless under the magnetic gravity of this impossible boy. She desperately wanted to curse him and run away but her trembling hands slowly moved upward of their own accord.
With agonizing slowness Elara began to undo the small wooden buttons lining the front of her spare maid uniform.
The fabric parted to reveal the incredibly soft pale skin of her deep cleavage heaving beautifully in the cool night air.
She pushed the heavy fabric off her shoulders and completely exposed her massive assets to the dark room. Her breasts were absurdly generous and perfectly perfectly shaped with highly sensitive peaks that were already rigidly straining against the cool temperature of the shed.
Leon did not hesitate for a single second. He raised his hands and firmly took completely hold of her heavy exposed chest.
The sheer softness of her bare skin combined with the magical dexterity of his Basic Caress skill created an absolute masterpiece of sensory overload.
He expertly kneaded the heavy weight of her breasts and perfectly rolled her sensitive peaks between his thumbs while sending relentless waves of targeted pleasure directly into her brain.
Elara completely shattered.
She threw her head back and let out a loud incredibly lewd moan that would have definitely alerted the courtyard guards if not for the Soundproof Ward protecting them.
Her fingernails aggressively dug into Leon’s shoulders as she arched her spine to press her heavy chest even deeper into his masterful hands. All of her fierce authority and arrogant bluster melted away into a puddle of pure desperate need.
"Please," Elara whimpered breathlessly while blindly searching for his face in the dark.
She found his lips and aggressively pulled him into a highly desperate and incredibly wet kiss that tasted intensely of sweet vanilla and overwhelming desire.
"Please Leon do not stop."
[DING!]
[Quest Completed Successfully!]
[Your hands remain highly sensitive and perfectly functional.]
[Distributing Rewards: +15 Strength, Skill ’Aura Sight’ Acquired, 100 Shameless Points.]
A sudden explosive surge of dense muscular power flooded into Leon’s body and brought his total Strength up to a monstrous forty points.
He mentally acknowledged the massive power up while eagerly returning her passionate kiss and allowing his hands to explore the incredibly soft curves of her waist and thighs.
He desperately wanted to push her down onto the workbench and take her right then and there but the system had explicitly taught him the devastating power of the slow burn.
Leon slowly pulled his lips away from hers and gently guided her trembling hand downward until it rested squarely over the incredibly rigid bulge straining against his trousers.
Elara gasped sharply at the sheer size and heat of his arousal completely realizing exactly what kind of dangerous predator she had surrendered to.
"I think that is enough for tonight," Leon whispered smoothly while gently brushing a strand of sweaty dark hair away from her flushed face.
He reached into his inventory and pulled out her pristine white apron before placing it softly into her trembling hands.
Elara stared at him in the dark with wide glassy amber eyes completely bewildered and overwhelmingly frustrated by his sudden restraint. She was entirely ready to give him absolutely everything but he was intentionally leaving her entirely unsatisfied and craving more.
"Get some rest Head Cook," Leon said with a completely unapologetic smirk before turning around and casually strolling out of the wooden shed.
He left her standing alone in the dark clutching her stolen apron with a highly confusing mixture of intense anger and profound uncontrollable arousal. The hook was set perfectly deep and he knew she would be entirely helpless the next time they were alone.
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