Kapitel 9: Allen's boldness +18

"Class, we will continue tomorrow as it seems our time is up," Amelia said, and in the next second, the bell rang, signaling the end of the class. Every student hurriedly packed their things, likely eager to go home and celebrate with their loved ones about the success of awakening their system.

"Make sure to get some good night's rest, as most of you will experience unique changes in that time span," Amelia quickly advised before the students began to dash out of the class, earning a heavy sigh from her.

At that moment, Allen passed by, and her carefree attitude immediately faltered. Her gaze hardened as she began to make theories about his existence.

"Allen Bartholomew, I wonder what surprises you might bring," she muttered silently as she watched his shadow disappear into the distance, her fascination for him increasing the more she thought of him.

"How about we go down to the restaurant to celebrate a bit?" Jackie suggested, putting his hand over Allen's neck as they walked happily out of the academy.

"Yea, that's ok. It will also give me the chance to quit, now that I'm a systemholder," he agreed as they both continued, before boarding a taxi that looked too advanced to be a taxi. However, in a technologically advanced world, it was only a speck in the dust.

Soon, the taxi began to move through intricate road constructs with undeterred accuracy, the driver making minimal efforts. The city was bustling, with occasional passing cars and high-rise buildings stretching into the clouds.

Looking into the sky, a flash of blue could be occasionally noticed, evidence of the barrier around the city protecting what was within.

"We have arrived," the hard voice of the driver resounded before the doors slid open, and Allen and Jackie stepped out the next moment.

Jackie then flashed his phone at the taxi, before it scanned a particular number on the taxi, immediately paying for the ride.

"How convenient," he thought inwardly as he witnessed how one paid for various things in the world of Elysium where physical currency no longer existed. It was something he considered very convenient.

"Now let's get something to eat," Jackie said as he gazed at the sign with multiple flashing lights: "Azure Bay Bites," a restaurant Allen had worked night shifts in for the past two years.

They entered the restaurant, which seemed a bit empty, but he considered it normal since it was still in the afternoon. It was only filled at night when people finished work and had time to relax.

After walking and finding a seat, Jackie sat at a comfortable position. The tables and chairs had neon lights lining flashing across their frames, with the lights up top a bit dim, setting a cool atmosphere that drew attention.

As Allen walked into the back, he encountered multiple people he worked with. He also wondered where Eisha was as he would have sighted her by now.

"Hey Allen, what's up?" "Allen!" "Did the awakening go well?" Many of his coworkers greeted and questioned with camaraderie, creating a warm, family-like atmosphere.

"It went well, I awakened," he replied with a smile on his face. "Where is Eisha?" he questioned as he had not found her upon his arrival.

"Oh, she'll be back soon. She went to drop out some trash," Paul replied, wearing a white apron with a hairnet covering his blonde hair. His looks were slightly above average, and with his blonde hair, his charm reached newer heights.

"Oh, okay," he said before resting his back, proceeding to take out his almost broken-down phone, which he wished he could replace at the moment, but he was too broke for such expenses. "I need money so badly," he muttered inwardly.

Just then, a familiar voice resounded, snapping him out of his whining for the need of money and It was none other than the restaurant owner, Amunet Black.

"My baby boy Barr, what brings you so early?" Amunet called out, using the nickname "Barr," though he preferred to be called Allen.

"Ha, Amunet, I'm just here to celebrate my awakening," he replied, chuckling inwardly at her teases. As she moved closer, he acknowledged her features: a curvy body with oversized, protruding proportions which resulted in a gulp, holding back his inner lustful potential.

Soon, they took their conversation to the bar section, which provided even dimmer lights, allowing for unknown activities to happen. He sat down while Amunet walked over to the display of alcoholic drinks.

"May I pour you a drink?" she suggested before picking two glass cups, carefully selecting the drinks as she poured one for Allen.

"One Dragon's Breath Brew for you, and one Phoenix Sunrise for me," she said before handing Allen his drink.

"Thanks," he complimented before taking the drink and taking a slight sip. It immediately burned his throat, leaving a hot, spicy, and smoky aftertaste which earned it the name of Dragon's Breath Brew.

"A little harsh, isn't it?" Amunet guessed as she saw Allen's expression, noticing the slight burn that cleared his throat. Sipping her own drink, she tasted a contrast; she did not immediately feel the burn in her throat, but she sensed the heat increasing as time passed.

Opening her closed eyes, she registered the rising burn in her throat. At that moment, she caught Allen's gaze, which seemed to be directed at her body.

With her wearing a tight crop top, along with a tight elastic skirt, it was nigh impossible for any man to ignore. But what surprised her was that Allen had already noticed her discovering his stare, yet he continued to stare.

"May I know what you are looking at?" Amunet asked as she moved closer to Allen, with only a few inches separating their bodies. Allen, noticing her slight tease, did not reply but only showed a smile.

He moved closer, and in a show of bravery, he moved his hands and took her waist into his embrace, with her breasts pressing against his chest before he let out an amused smirk.

Amunet, noticing Allen's action, was slightly surprised and wondered whether it was the effect of the alcohol. However, she quickly discarded such thoughts as she saw Allen's eyes and knew it was not the gaze of someone who was drunk.

"I never knew my Barry was this bold," she said as her initial surprise vanished without a trace. It wasn't like she hated his show of boldness; unable to sense any hesitation from his gaze, she felt a sense of intrigue and excitement.

"Well, it's a side of me I didn't mean to show," he said as he tightened his hold, their lips almost on the verge of touching, their gaze undeterred as the two showed absolute boldness.

"Allen, stop. We all know Eisha likes you, so I can't bring myself to do this," she said, feeling Allen's lustful gaze upon her. She naturally knew what he wanted. Though she tried to resist, her body had been in heat for far too long to hold back her desires.

"Come on, she doesn't have to know," Allen reasoned, his body in turmoil, unable to hold on any longer. He knew he had to release a bit of stress sooner or later.

"I never knew you were such a playboy," Amunet commented, but before she could continue, Allen moved closer, covering the inches between them in an instant as his lips became planted into hers.

Amunet's eyes widened a bit at Allen's lack of reluctance and hesitation, but she shrugged it off as she began to respond to the kiss.

Their kiss soon became symbiotic as their mouths began to wrap around one another, intertwining. Muffled moans of pleasure began to escape her mouth, responding to Allen's masterful use of his tongue.

Allen, noticed her lack of resistance to his actions and proceeded forward as his hands began to travel with purpose, searching for her plump ass that shook under his touch.

"Mmm~," she let out a moan as he continued like a pro. But it was more than that; it was like he acted with instincts.

One of his hands moved upwards as they traveled under her crop top, where he began to squeeze the breasts that were too big for his hands to contain, while also switching to play with her hardened nipples occasionally.

"Her breasts are so soft," he thought inwardly as he felt the warm, jiggling objects in his hands. Breaking for a bit, she pushed him into a nearby chair where she sat on his lap.

Taking the chance, he immediately took her breasts into his mouth, where he began to use his tongue to meticulously tease her.

However, she immediately noticed his tease and forcibly pushed his head onto her breast, forcing him to stop his teasing.

Allen's gaze went down for a bit, and he noticed that his dragon had woken up. He knew only something worthy could appease the rage the dragon now possessed, ready to ravage anything before it.