"I know," Art said quietly, his voice low and tense. "Arguing won't fix anything. We need to focus. Work together. Whatever that was… it's probably our first time facing something like it. Monsters like that don't exist in my world…"
"Oh yeah?" Emery snapped, stepping forward, her eyes blazing. "Maybe that's because you're the monster!"
Her words hit like a slap, slicing through the tension with cold finality.
Silence fell. Heavy. Uncomfortable.
Art's jaw clenched. His narrowed eyes locked onto Emery's, but he didn't speak. Instead, he stepped forward, grabbing her by the chin—firm but not harsh—and without a word, he kissed her.
Emery's eyes shot open in shock. "Mmmh—!" she tried to pull away, hands pushing against his chest—but then froze. Her body stiffened, then slowly relaxed. Her hands clutched his shirt as her eyes fluttered shut.
Everyone around them stared in stunned silence, expressions ranging from disbelief to discomfort. Ivana and Raphael both turned red, their eyes wide and uncertain.
After several long seconds, Art finally pulled away. Both he and Emery were breathing heavily.
"W-what the hell was that?!" Emery stammered, her face burning red.
Art shrugged casually, wiping the corner of his mouth. "If I didn't, a quest might've popped up."
"You kissed me… to stop a quest?!" she shouted.
"It worked, didn't it? Doing something distracting alters the system's focus. Messes with how it reads intent," he muttered, half to himself.
A faint ding echoed.
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[Welcome, Subject #020]
[Main Mission: Survive the Trials]
[Desire Detected: Lust]
[Desire Quest: Get Pounded by Art.]
[Reward: +50 Desire Points]
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"…Well. Later, maybe," Art muttered, barely reacting.
"You—You bastard!" Emery shouted, swinging a punch.
Art caught her fist mid-air, grinning. "Chill."
"Dummy…" she grumbled, cheeks blazing, looking away in frustration.
Kret cleared his throat loudly. "Ahem."
"Oh, right. My bad." Art chuckled.
He glanced at Raphael and Hans, who were awkwardly giving him two shaky thumbs up. Then, a tall man in scholar robes stepped forward, adjusting his glasses as he offered a hand.
"Solomon," he said calmly.
"Art." They shook hands firmly.
"I guess we're moving on, then?" Art asked.
Kret stepped in, serious now. "You should deal with Emery first. That quest might have a timer—we can't afford to risk it."
Art sighed. "Fine. Just don't watch."
"Don't worry, we'll go—but not too far. Just… try not to be too loud, y'know?" Kret said with a teasing grin.
Art flushed, flustered by the implication. "Haha… I know, okay? Just don't go too far!" he replied, waving them off.
Kret nodded, and the others began moving down the path, leaving Art and Emery alone.
A smirk tugged at Art's lips as he turned to her. "Now… what should I do with you?"
He shrugged off his black coat and began unbuttoning his white dress shirt. Emery's legs quivered, and she dropped to her knees, her breath catching.
"You should probably start with my belt," Art murmured, brushing his hair back with one hand, eyes glinting with mischief.
Emery began unbuckling Art's black pants, slowly releasing the buttons until she reached his boxers. The warmth of his massive bulge pressed against the fabric as her fingers brushed against it. With a mischievous smile, she pulled his boxers down, revealing his impressive cock. A gasp escaped her lips as she took in its size. She leaned closer, inhaling deeply. "It's so manly," she whispered, a teasing tone in her voice. She then proceeded to lick the shaft, her tongue tracing its length. "You haven't washed it at all; it's so stinky," she teased.
Art's expression hardened. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head down forcefully onto his cock. A muffled moan escaped Emery's lips as she struggled to breathe. He released her after a moment, and she gasped for air, her eyes tearing up. Art knelt, unbuttoning her short skirt and pulling it down, his fingers exploring her intimately as she leaned against a glass wall. "I hope no one sees us," she thought, breathless. Art stood, a grin spreading across his face as he positioned himself behind her, his massive cock pressing against her warmth. A sigh escaped her lips; the feeling was intense.