Capítulo 30: Mika
A glint of curiosity danced in John's eyes as he moved his thumb and index finger towards Mika's cheek. Mika flinched as John pinched her cheek.
"Hey! What are you doing, you asshole?" Mika hissed, her whole body on guard.
John ignored Mika's existence and glanced at Edward. "Tell it to stay still," he deadpanned, pointing fingers at Mika.
"I'm not an it, fucker!" She retorted, swinging her thin arm in a punch towards John's shoulder.
Caught by surprise, John's eyebrows shoot up. Her punches felt soft. It was barely a tickle. As Mika tried to punch him again, he caught her wrist and lifted it to his eye level, inspecting her delicate hand.
"Let me go!" She yelled, squirming under his grip as she tried to escape.
"Um, sir, please... she's not what you think," Edward pleaded.
"Then, explain already. Also, why would you make a robot this annoying?" John asked as he continued to inspect Mika's wrist. Mika's eyes flared in anger. Suffices to say, she did not appreciate being treated like an object.
"She is an android, but her intelligence is real. She is sentient," Edward said.
"Yeah yeah, I'm a sentient fuck doll," Mika bombed, eliciting confused sounds and expressions from everyone in the store.
With a raised eyebrow, John stared down Mika, "a fuck doll?"
"Yeah. This loser made me so he could lose his virginity. Also, let go of me already you lunatic!"
John chuckled, his laughter echoing through the abandoned mall, "So that's how it is..."
Edward fidgeted with unease, shifting his weight uncomfortably from one foot to the other. A nervous cough escaped his lips, breaking the tense silence that hung in the air like a heavy curtain.
"Anyway, yes. That's how it is," he finally admitted, his voice wavering slightly. The cramped space within the sporting goods store seemed to close in on them as they grappled with the revelation.
John recalled the favourability notification. In a way, the system had confirmed Mika's ability to feel love. He looked at her and used his Love Meter skill.
[Mika]
[Age: ??]
[Experience: Virgin]
[Preferences: ???]
[Kinks: ???]
[Favourability: -5/100]
He chuckled at the negative favourability, but his eyes narrowed into slits. No age? He wondered, but he didn't dwell on it.
John, once firmly gripping Mika's wrist, released her with a dismissive sigh, his initial intrigue evaporating. Mika's figure was undoubtedly a work of art, but she held no value beyond her aesthetic appeal. In his mind, her charm and allure paled in comparison to the pressing concerns of the apocalypse. Maybe things would be different if she had a boyfriend.
Turning away from Mika and Edward, John addressed the rest of the group. The fluorescent lights above cast a sterile glow, illuminating the rows of shelves packed with outdoor equipment and gear, the pristine store presented a grim contrast to the world outside.
"Anyway, let's settle down for the day," John declared, his voice heavy with the weariness of their recent trials. The conversation had brought forth uncomfortable truths and unresolved questions. "It's been a long day, and Dalia needs to recover."
Nods of agreement rippled through the group. John offered reassurance that Edward and Mika could stay with them. While their immediate focus was on rest and recovery, John's unspoken determination to extract every possible tidbit of information from Edward about the invaders lingered in the background. In a world teetering on the brink of apocalypse, every scrap of knowledge was a potential lifeline, and John was determined to grasp it.
As the group decided to settle for the night, John brought the camping gear out of his inventory and coordinated with Martin to set up a couple of tents for the group. Julia and Dalia collected sleeping bags and distributed them, while August and Octavia carried a stack of collapsible chairs.
As they worked, John cast a vigilant gaze on Edward and Mika, the strange android and creator duo. John released a deep sigh. It was truly a shame to let go of such a work of art, he thought as he observed Mika. She leaned with her upper body, putting her perky buttocks on display. A perfect heart shape and nice, small thigh gap.
'If only it was just an obedient robot,' John thought. He had no desire to deal with Mika's haughty attitude.
Martin left John's side and joined Julia on assembling some portable stoves. The hiss of gas filled the air as they fired them up to prepare a simple, hot meal. The aroma of canned beans and soup wafted through the sterile store, a rich contrast of aromas and a rare sense of normalcy amidst the turbulent apocalyptic world.
Outside, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting pure black shadows that stretched though the windows. As the night closed in and the group finished their meals, John rose up from his chair.
"Someone needs to keep watch. I'll go first," John said.
"I'll take the next shift," Octavia said, flashing a sly smile.
John nodded and everyone went to their respective tents. Octavia and August shared a tent, Martin and Julia took the second and to everyone's surprise, Mika said she would keep watch on Dalia, making sure she recovers and staying close in case of emergencies. Leaving Edward to his own tent.
"I can go for months without sleeping," Mika declared, trying to supress the undertone of pride in her voice.
As the others settled down for the night, John remained vigilant. The dim glow of a flashlight in one hand and the threatening glint of his Venomlash, he sat near the entrance of the store, his eyes scanning the darkness.
The night was eerily quiet, broken only by the distant howling of some far-off monster. How the world had changed...
Should he feel guilty? He thought he must be the only person in the world who felt ecstatic about the apocalypse. However, a grim thought crossed his mind, Theodore. He also wanted the apocalypse and revelled in the feeling of everyone's despair. He shuddered, refusing to accept any parallel with that vile man.
As the flashlight's beam danced across the mall, the system's notification chimed:
[Nightly Activities]
[Quest: Have sexual intercourse with Julia Bess while she sleeps next to her husband.]
[Reward: Health Potion x3, Energy Ring]
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Capítulo 31: Night Time Activities
John smirked, this new quest was risky and downright despicable, but the rewards were useful and Martin didn't deserve Julia anyway. It's not that he was trying to justify this despicable act, no, not at all.
John turned off his flashlight and waited for his eyes to acclimate to the darkness. To his surprise, it took him mere seconds. He wondered if his unique class had played a role, but certainty eluded him.
Under the cover of night, the sound of John's footsteps vanished as he strode towards Julia and Martin's tent. He knelt down besides the tent's porch and observed the married couple.
Each one on far sides of the tent, the perfect picture of a loveless marriage. With a smirk, he crawled towards the lonely woman. Though she was still wearing the same clothes, tossing and turning during sleep tends to dishevel them. Her lifted mini-skirt allowed for prime view of her round, ample bottom.
With creepy stealth befitting a NTR Rogue, John creeped behind Julia and spooned her. His already rock hard rod sandwiched between her cheeks.
Julia's eyes snapped open, letting out a yelp, but before she could wake up Martin, John's hands covered her mouth.
"Shh, teacher, it's just me, John," he said, his tone spilling seduction. As Julia calmed down, John removed his hand from her mouth.
"What are you doing here?" She hissed. They might've had an encounter before, but this was beyond inappropriate.
"What else, teacher?" John teased, a sly smile playing on his lips, "I just missed the warmth of your flesh."
John pressed his body closer to Julia, his shaft teasing the contours of her cleft.
"Ahh—" she moaned and supressed the moans through gritted teeth, "you can't, John, not now."
Julia whispered, but it fell on deaf ears. Had she wanted to stop this, she wouldn't be just cupping his hands as he twists and turns her hard nipples.
As he slid his shaft up and down within the seam of her ass, he felt her juices pouring down, coating his cock and inviting him in, but it was not time, yet.
John thrusted up and down faster, the sound of his muscles smacking against her warm buttocks broke the silence. With practiced precision, he unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her mature breasts and kneaded them with force.
"What do you say, teacher? Do you want this student's big, hard cock?" John teased as he pressed his crest against her slick slit, threatening to part her lips with just one thrust.
Julia supressed a moan, her aching sex quivered as she rocked her hips to his rhythm. She knew she had to deny him. Her husband was right there, but all she could think about was John's massive cock, the veins around it and how good it felt inside her.
If she rejected him now, would he want to do it again? If he didn't, how long would it be until she could feel this pleasure again? Can anyone make her feel like that again?
"It's fine, I understand, teacher. You like playing hard to get," John said as he lifted her skirt even higher and angled his arm before slithering towards her sex. Julia flinched, but made no effort to stop him.
He rested his open palm around her cleft and teasingly caressed its surroundings. Julia quivered, the anticipation lit a fire inside her, her sex ached for that heated connection. She felt his breath gushing out of his lungs as it tickled her nape. Every sensation was amplified, but John just kept on teasing.
She rocked her hips to the sides, hoping that the lips of her cleft would at least graze his fingers. Her lips were empty, she needed to be filled. As the anticipation built up, her desires grew stronger.
"Ugh, please..." she whispered, abandoning any remnants of her pride.
John's shaft twitched, the power he held over her excited him and he wanted nothing more than hearing her beg for his cock.
"Please what?" John asked, but she didn't answer. She kept moving her hips and John kept on teasing, his fingers intentionally grazing her labia.
As Julia squirmed, he applied pressure, his index and middle finger next to each of her lips, separating the flesh of her cleft.
"This is what you want, no? Something hot and thick inside this needy opening," he said, applying more pressure and separating her slick heat.
"Yes..." she whispered meekly. She looked at her husband's back in shame. How low had she fallen that she did not care that her husband was sleeping right in front of her? She only cared about John's thick rod. It was all she wanted.
"Oh? Should I comply, then? Yeah, as a good student, I should make my teacher happy," John teased and reached for her clit.
Julia arched her back in pleasure, the difference in stimulation was just that great. John continued to massage her bud and Julia felt a tingling in her body. Her gaze became a haze and she grinned maniacally.
"YES!" She raised her voice while in ecstasy, but a groan from her husband shocked her.
"Shut up, woman. Let me sleep," Martin groaned and panic struck Julia's face.
Meanwhile, John smirked and made sure to hide behind Julia. In her panic, Julia replied, "Oh, um, sorry, it's just..." Julia stammered.
Her dawdling irritated Martin and he broke into a monologue, one which John decided to tune out entirely. This certainly hampered his plans, but he wouldn't leave this tent without his rightful rewards.
He reached between her legs and shoved the crotch of her soaked panties aside. Julia's eyes widened, she had thought John would leave, but here he was, vying for more.
The lips of her cleft parted as John pressured it with his wide crest. He felt her juices coating his cock as he inched closer. He covered her mouth and thrusted the full length of his shaft inside her. His rod tugged and rubbed at her tender flesh and sensitive nerves. She tossed and turned, but as her vision blurred in pleasure and she tuned out her husband's monologue, she gave in to the pleasure, rocking her hips along John's rhythm.
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