[Ding! You have received 1 Mind Point!]
[Ding! You have received 2 Mind Point!]
[Ding! You have received 2 Mind Point!]
[Ding! You have received 1 Mind Point!]
[Ding! You have received 3 Mind Point!]
[Ding! You have received 1 Mind Point!]
[Ding! You have received 1 Mind Point!]
[Ding! You have received 2 Mind Point!]
Amon stared at his screen that popped up with multiple notifications that were extremely hard to ignore. Coincidentally, all of them appeared right in front of Nyx's eyes.
As someone from modern earth, he was used to women pushing him away when he got too close to their personal space so he was expecting a Mind point from extreme annoyance.
'…. that's too much.' he thought as he cleared all his notifications with a single thought and moved his gaze from her eyes back to her succulent lips. He fought back his urges while the cat pulled him closer.
He didn't know when it happened but her hands had grabbed his shirt.
The corners of her lips were back to normal but Amon couldn't move his eyes away. He silently watched as she bit her lip slightly and finally closed the gap between them.
Her touch shook ever so slightly, not from fear but from the breathless anticipation of what Amon might do next. Images of him pushing her away flickered in her mind, but the man before her remained utterly still, as if carved from stone.
Both of them lost all sense of time once their eyes met. Nyx only became aware of just how close they were when she felt the sudden hardness pressing against her toned belly. Her breath hitched, heat rushing to her face as she realized what it was.
She tore her gaze away in embarrassment—only for her heart to freeze a second later.
A familiar figure stood at the doorway.
Mike stared, mouth half-open, an expression of raw disbelief etched into his face. The longer he looked, the heavier the silence became.
Nyx's embarrassment twisted into fear, her hands slipping from Amon's shirt. Seeing the shift in her expression, Amon sighed quietly, already guessing that the guy had come back.
"Talk about bad timing…" He muttered and clicked his tongue as he turned to look at Mike. Nyx felt her cheeks burn hotter than ever before when she heard his complaints.
The realization of her moment being stolen dawned upon her and she couldn't help but glare at Mike for the interruption.
"Bad timing?!!" Mike yelled hysterically as he raised his hand and pointed at the two of them, "You… you… ugh!!"
Mike expression warped from disbelief to jealousy and then jumped to confusion before settling on anger.
"You would have killed her with that thing of yours!! I'd say that I came in at the right time to save my teammate!!!" he yelled as he pointed at Amon's huge erection.
As someone who had already felt the heat of Amon's little brother through her clothes, she couldn't stop herself. She tried to steal a glance and look away but the moment her eyes captured the huge tent, all hope of looking away was lost.
'That's…. way too big…' she thought as she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
'More than fifty Mind points in just five minutes? Ten minutes? Ugh, I don't know how much time passed but fuck it. I've farmed a good amount.' he happily thought as he walked towards the door but his mood turned sour pretty quickly.
He knew that Mike wasn't wrong. Most girls couldn't handle his size and those that could, were women who didn't care about him at all. They treated him like he was just another toy, a small part of their daily job.
Amon's mood switched yet again as he felt extremely depressed.
'I think I genuinely like Nyx… maybe a bit too much. Haaa… fuck this shit. Piss ass system that gives me the ability to steal skills by fucking bitches but I have a dick that makes the girls run away in fear. How the fuck am I supposed to even make use of this? Go for monster girls like giants? Nah they'll just use my entire body as a dildo.'
He didn't even consider buying slaves and making use of them. Amon didn't wish to subject anyone to the things he experienced.
As he stepped into the kitchen, he let out a soft sigh. He felt like giving up entirely until…
Nyx suddenly darted forward, her bare feet light against the floor. She threw her arms around him from behind, the force of her run pushing them both a step forward before he steadied them. Her warmth pressed against his back, soft and unyielding. For a moment, he couldn't move — no, he didn't wish to move.
"Why…" she whispered against his shirt. Her voice was quiet, but the tremor in it told him she'd felt every drop of his despair. Cats could always sense moods—and as half-cat, she was no exception. She could feel everything he did for some reason that even she did not know.
Sensing emotions wasn't consistent but Nyx did feel the emotions of those around her as long as their emotions reached a certain threshold.
Her heart trembled as she recalled what she felt a moment ago. It was despair and hopelessness on a level she had never experienced, one that made her want to end herself. She felt an indescribable shame and also — Wrath.
Hidden deep inside, was suppressed rage waiting to be released from it's shackles.
Amon stood silently as he basked in her warmth while Mike stood on the side, fighting his own inner battles.
"Why do you have so much sadness within you? Or should I call it despair…" Nyx whispered as she hugged him tighter, sniffing loudly as she tried to stop herself from crying due to the overwhelming influx of emotions that confused her mind.
Amon didn't wish to talk about his experience in the porn industry. Even if he did, he knew that Nyx wouldn't be able to get it.
Instead he looked up at the ceiling, "Well… would you want to be with a guy who has a ten inch dick that's thicker than normal?"