Villain Ch 242. Command and Ragged Breath *
In the throne room, Allen and Shea were engrossed in their scandalous intimacy. Their bodies entwined in a provocative embrace, they seemed oblivious to the world around them. Allen sat on the ornate throne, exuding an air of confidence as Shea straddled him, her legs interlaced with his. Their intimate connection was palpable as her arms coiled around Allen's neck, drawing them closer together. And her sweet hole swallowed his whole erection. Both of them were naked.
The room reverberated with the symphony of their ragged breaths and the rhythmic collision of their flesh. It was a scene that defied convention, a moment of clandestine passion unfolding in a setting of power and authority.
"C'mon, is that all that you got?" Allen teased, his words punctuated by his uneven breathing. A mischievous smirk played upon his lips, challenging Shea to rise to the occasion. But beneath his taunting facade, his seductive expression filled his own deeper desire.
"You sure know how to push my button," she whispered, her words riding the waves of air. It was a teasing confession, a declaration of the effect he had on her. And in response, she didn't shy away but instead intensified her movements. Her hips gyrated with increasing fervor, a testament to her unyielding desire to please him.
What once seemed like a conventional dynamic had now undergone a transformation. Allen had reversed their roles, casting Shea as the one who was meant to fulfill his every demand. It was an unexpected twist, and yet, it thrilled Shea to her core. The exhilaration of being under someone's control, surrendering to their orders and commands, heightened every sensation she experienced.
Every word that escaped Allen's lips ignited a fiery rush within Shea. Each command he issued, like a seductive melody, fueled her excitement. It was a peculiar sensation, for within this virtual fantasy world, the sense of helplessness stirred something deep within her core.
Allen's voice, a mere whisper, sent delightful shivers down Shea's spine. His thin chuckles, laced with a mix of dominance and playfulness, reverberated through her being. There was an alluring power in his presence, an irresistible magnetism that drew her closer, binding her willingly to his will.
And what brought her immense joy was the way Allen acknowledged her efforts. Whenever she performed a task skillfully, his praises cascaded like music to her ears.
"Good girl," he groaned, his voice resonating intimately in her ear. It was a phrase that held immense power, causing her heart to explode with a heady mix of satisfaction and anticipation. It was a reward that stirred her soul, a validation that made her smile radiantly, a testament to the connection they shared.
Time seemed to blur as their bodies moved in perfect harmony, embodiments of their wildest desires.
As their pleasure reached its crescendo, a surge of euphoria coursed through their veins. A shared gasp escaped their lips, a testament to the magnitude of their release. In that moment of culmination, the world seemed to stand still, a suspended universe where only the echoes of their pleasure remained.
The pulsating waves of ecstasy gradually subsided, Shea found herself nestled in Allen's embrace. Her head rested gently on his chest, feeling the reassuring rhythm of his heartbeat against her cheek. The aftermath of their passionate encounter left them both in a state of blissful exhaustion, their bodies entwined in an intimate closeness.
With a tender touch, Shea's hand lazily swiped across her virtual surroundings, her fingers deftly navigating the digital interface. Her gaze fixated on the translucent screen before her, revealing her character's status.
Curiosity piqued, Shea eagerly scanned the attributes and rewards she had gained from their steamy encounter.
"Let me guess. Did you acquire something related to your Agility status?" His voice carried a playful edge, a mischievous glint evident in his eyes. As if mirroring Shea's actions, he, too, opened his own status screen, his gaze fixed intently upon the attributes he had acquired.
A surprised smile played upon Shea's lips as his words hit the mark. "Yes, how did you know?" she replied, her voice laced with curiosity.
Allen's gaze remained fixed on his screen, his brows furrowing slightly. "It seems the game's mechanism rewards us with attributes based on our actions," he mused, his voice tinged with a hint of excitement.
[Defense +2]
He earned it since all he did was sit and hold Shea in her position. So, from the start, he guessed what he got was either related to his defense or vitality.
In contrast, Shea had been the one in motion, her agility and speed evident in every sensual movement. It was only logical to assume that she got that as her reward.
"I see..." Shea muttered, her voice laced with a mixture of intrigue and realization. Exhaling softly, she contemplated the implications of this new discovery. "So, they transformed your simple request into an exercise, allowing us to acquire specific additional attributes," she concluded, her tone tinged with fascination.
Gradually disentangling herself from Allen's lap, Shea rose gracefully to her feet. She opened her status screen, and without hesitation, she re-equipped her armor. Allen mirrored her actions.
"It seems so," Allen affirmed, his voice filled with a newfound sense of enthusiasm. "This is good news for us. With this mechanism, we can actively shape and mold our attributes to align with our needs," he explained, a note of satisfaction underscoring his words. They had stumbled upon a hidden advantage, a means to tailor their characters according to their individual strengths and playstyles.
Shea nodded in agreement, her curiosity piqued by the possibilities that lay ahead. The revelation of their newfound ability to shape their attributes had ignited a spark of ambition within her.
"Anyway, I want to take the equipment quest after this," Allen announced, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. A glint of determination shone in his eyes as he revealed his intentions.
There was a specific piece of equipment that had captured his attention from the very beginning, and he was eager to bring it to fruition. However, he was well aware that the requirements for this particular endeavor were demanding specific players.
A mischievous smile curled across Shea's lips as she responded, her voice filled with determination. "Count me in! We'll need top-tier equipment for tonight's event," she declared, her words resonating with unwavering resolve.
Allen's brows furrowed with curiosity as a thought crossed his mind. "Are they going to create an urgent event to lure the new players to several dungeons again?" he pondered aloud.
Shea's response, however, dispelled his assumptions. "No, actually, this will be another grand event," she revealed, her voice tinged with excitement.
"Another big one?" Allen repeated, his voice laden with astonishment.
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