Chapter 65

At least my sex life wasn’t a mess anymore.

I knocked on the door and waited. A few minutes later, instead of Jasmine, Tessa opened it. She gave me a warm smile and stepped aside, the smell of shampoo and pizza grease already in the air.

"Hey," I said, holding up the boxes in my hands like a trophy. "Brought pizza."

"Your shift ended finally, huh?" she said, stepping back to let me in.

"Yep," I said, brushing a raindrop off my jacket. "So, what are we watching? You girls decided yet?"

"We’re still deciding," she said, already turning toward the living room. "Come in."

I stepped inside, my shoes sinking slightly into the worn carpet. The place smelled like fabric softener and candle wax—cleaner than my own apartment, at least.

In the living room, Jasmine was sprawled on the big couch in front of the TV, a thick blanket wrapped around her shoulders like a cocoon. Another couch sat across from her, a folded blanket at one end—Tessa’s, probably. The third couch in the corner had a blanket, too. Looked like they’d set that one up for me.

"Cozy," I said, closing the door with my foot. "Pizza, anyone?"

"It’s so cold," Jasmine groaned from under her blanket. "I don’t wanna get out. Can you get me two slices, please?"

"Sure," I said, heading toward the small kitchen nook. "Can you give me a plate, Tessa?"

"Here."

Tessa pulled a still-warm plate from the drying rack and handed it over. I flipped open the pizza box, the smell of cheese and tomato hitting me full force. I slid two slices onto the plate and passed it back. Tessa took it, padded over to Jasmine, and held it out to her friend before returning to the kitchen.

"I got each one of us a pizza, though," I said. "You guys not hungry?"

"Jasmine might not be," Tessa said, opening the fridge. "But I am. I’ll eat her share as well."

"Go nuts." I smiled.

I grabbed my own box, carried it to the couch they’d obviously meant for me, and sat down. The cushions were warm from the heater humming in the corner. I kicked off my shoes, stretched my legs, and laid back, the box balanced on my lap.

Biting into my first slice, the crust cracked perfectly.

Tessa came in a moment later with three beers—one for me, one for Jasmine, one for herself. She set them down on the coffee table, then flopped onto her couch with her own slice.

"Picked a horror movie for us," Jasmine said with a smirk from under her blanket. "If you feel scared, feel free to join me on the couch, Evan."

"Do I have to be scared to join or..."

"Ha-ha." Jasmine gave a sarcastic little laugh.

"Turn the lights off," Tessa said, mouth half full of pizza.

Jasmine tapped something on her phone, and the main lights dimmed out, leaving the room washed in a low, red glow—like something straight out of a horror trailer. Outside, rain pattered softly against the window, a steady rhythm under the movie’s opening credits.

Two beautiful women. Warm blankets. Pizza and beer. Red lights and rain outside.

This system was a gift from the heavens.

The movie came on and we began watching it.

This was good.

No smashing. No dirty talk. No... nothing. Just chilling. Hell, before that stupid woman—the one that straight up ate my eyeball and stuck me with this system—my life was kinda miserable. But now? I was doing okay.

Of course, I messed things up with Mendy. I got greedy and ruined her life. I definitely had to make it up to her somehow.

"Mm," Tessa muttered. "This pizza is good. Like goooood good."

Things went quiet for a second. Then I turned back and saw Tessa looking at me, probably waiting for me to say something. But my head was so full I barely processed her words.

"Hmm?" I asked.

"Pizza," she repeated, still studying me. "It’s good."

"Oh, yeah. Got it from one of my favorite places."

"Mm." She nodded, then tilted her head. "You feeling okay?"

"Yep," I said. "Just... tired."

"You should find another job," she said. "Or get a car or something. Riding the bus alone would tire anyone."

"Yeah," Jasmine added from her blanket. "Not a car, though. Traffic’s miserable here. Get a motorcycle."

"I downloaded the pizza place’s app and signed up just to get a five-buck discount," I chuckled, eyes still on the movie. "Those things are... kinda tough for me right now."

"Hey," Tessa shrugged. "Five bucks is five bucks. Worth it."

I smiled. "Hell yeah."

We all grabbed our beer bottles and lifted them for a toast. But since we were too far from each other, we just raised them a little and drank.

Yeah.

This was good.

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"Evan."

I blinked awake. The ceiling wasn’t mine, and the blanket smelled faintly like strawberries.

"You up?"

"Hmm?"

Jasmine was leaning over, shaking my shoulder. Morning light filtered through the curtains, and scrambled eggs drifted in the air. Behind her, Tessa was setting plates at the dinner table.

"Man..." I muttered, rubbing my eyes. "I fell asleep?"

"Yep." Jasmine smirked.

"The chick... the one with blue eyes," I asked groggily, thinking about the movie. "She die to the killer?"

"No." Tessa shut the fridge with a grin. "Plot twist. She was the killer."

"Damn," I said, pushing myself upright on the couch. "That’s a good twist."

"Come on, wash your face." Jasmine gestured toward the bathroom. "Breakfast is ready."

"Hmm. Sorry for crashing here." I stood, stretching.

"No worries," Jasmine said.

"I thought you’d rearrange our insides yesterday," Tessa said casually. "So I brought some toys. But we all knocked out."

"Jesus," Jasmine muttered, shooting her a look as she carried silverware. "Don’t say that while we’re about to eat."

"Sorry, sorry."

I walked to the bathroom, shut the door, and let out a long piss. Flush. Wash. Then I leaned closer to the mirror, wiping water off my chin.

"Huh... looking good. Thank you, Charm."

I stepped back out into the hall.

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Quest Available

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Title: Nom Nom Nom

Task: Make Jasmine or

Tessa give you a blowjob

while you eat.

Reward: 45EXP

Mystery Chest

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Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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My god. My fucking god. This was beyond perverted. They’d absolutely hate me if I even hinted at something like that. Getting a blowjob while eating breakfast? Couldn’t lie, it sounded hot as hell—but real life wasn’t a porno.

I swallowed hard and walked into the kitchen. They were laying out forks, plates, steaming eggs.

Did I really... have a chance of pulling something like that off?

I cleared my throat. "So... uh..."

"Mm?" Jasmine asked, glancing at me with that eyebrow raised.

"You know..." I rubbed the back of my neck. "It’s... I mean, I would... you know."

"I... do not know," she said, arching one eyebrow higher. "What happened?"

"There’s this thing..." I muttered, shaking my head like I could push it away. "Nah... you know what, forget it."

"Just tell us. Don’t make us beg, sheesh," Tessa leaned forward, one hand on the table, her eyes pinning me down.

"Let’s say, hypothetically speaking," I began, heart thumping like a drum. "If we... I mean, let’s say we’re eating, right? And—"

"Fucking hell!" Tessa interrupted. "Just spit it out!"

"I... I always wanted a woman to give me a blowjob while I eat," I blurted, my voice shaking as I finally admitted it. "I was wondering if we..."

My words died in my throat. I didn’t even finish the sentence. I actually said that. Out loud. To them. Fuck. The system’s quests were un-fucking-hinged. Absolutely insane. And the EXP? Jesus. It was tempting as hell.

Jasmine and Tessa exchanged glances, then back at me, then at each other again. I could feel my face heating up, my palms sweating. Tessa let out a long exhale and dropped her head into her hands, shaking it in disbelief.

"He is just a big pervert, isn’t he?" Jasmine asked, smirking.

Tessa threw her hands up. "He is! I mean... a blowjob while eating? What the hell is that even?"

"I’d understand most kinks," Jasmine said, still smirking. "But this... this is next level."

"Sit down, you big ol’ baby," Tessa said, straightening up. "I’ll do it. Let’s get your fantasy off the list, huh?"

"Really?" I asked, blinking in disbelief. "You... you’d actually do that?"

"You didn’t hear me?"

"You should eat first," I said. "I don’t want to ruin your meal with... you know, my climax first."

"Such a thoughtful little creature," Tessa said, voice hardening. "Now sit the fuck down."

I obeyed immediately, dropping into the chair like a nervous idiot. My legs were shaking. Tessa crouched, slid under the table, and stopped between my thighs. She looked up at me with that smirk, tongue flicking at her lips.

"Well?" she asked. "Unbuckle your damn pants."

"Oh... uh, yeah, yeah. Sorry."