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Trevor was pacing around his room, his mind heavy with thoughts. He had two major goals: complete his mission and somehow provide the three square meals he had promised.
He sat on his bed, lost in thought. Time was slipping away—he would need to start exploring the dungeons soon. But before that, he had to gather supplies. As he continued pacing, an idea struck him, and he quickly dipped his hand into his pocket.
"Chloe…" Trevor whispered, anticipation lacing his voice.
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Chloe tossed and turned restlessly in her bed, unable to sleep. Tonight was one of those nights—when her body burned with desire.
But this time, her fantasies weren't on just anyone. They were on Trevor.
The way he had held Levi down during the fight. The fire in his eyes when he battled. Even the simple way he tied his shoes…
The memories made Chloe shiver as her hand caressed her breast, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.
It was disgraceful, she thought. Fantasizing about Trevor—the clown of the class. Yet, after today's events, she wasn't so sure he deserved that title anymore.
And whether or not others thought he was a jerk didn't matter. That same "jerk" was making her soak her panties tonight.
Her lips parted as a small moan escaped. Her hand slipped lower,into a soaked undies rubbing, teasing, savoring her swollen tits, sparks of heat flooding her body.
Then, her phone rang.
The sharp sound cut through her haze, anger flashing in her eyes. She grabbed the phone from her bedside table, irritation written across her face.
"Who on earth is calling me at this hour?" she muttered.
Her gaze fell on the screen—an unknown number. Chloe's heart jolted. Could it be him? She had been secretly waiting for Trevor to call, but after so long, she had nearly given up hope.
Her hesitation cost her. The call ended.
Panicked, Chloe quickly tried to dial the number back—only for the phone to ring again. This time she answered without delay.
"Hello? Please, who's speaking?" she asked, her tone sharp but curious.
On the other end, Trevor's heart pounded. He had planned to call Chloe, ask when they could meet for their date, and—somehow—find a way to ask her for money. But the thought still unsettled him. He had never asked anyone for money before.
Still, he needed it. If he was going to step into the dungeons soon, he needed strength, gear, and preparation. Hopefully, the system would back him up.
But was he prepared? He wasn't even strong enough yet, but at least exploring lower dungeons could be an option.
"Hello? Please, who's on the line?" Chloe asked again, her irritation rising.
"Y-yeah, it's Trevor… the boy you gave your card to today," Trevor said nervously, his voice low. He wasn't sure how she'd react. Would he come across as desperate?
Chloe froze. He called. He actually called. Her face flushed as warmth spread through her body.
"Well, I wanted to ask… when would you like us to meet? You said I should—" Trevor began, but Chloe cut him off, her voice hurried, almost breathless.
"Tonight. We should meet tonight."
Silence followed. Chloe bit her lip, realizing how desperate she had sounded.
"I mean… if you're free, of course," she added quickly, her voice softening into a honeyed plea. "But I'd really love it if you could make it."
Trevor's chest tightened. The arrogance she displayed at school was nowhere to be found. Instead, her voice was gentle, almost pleading—and undeniably sexy.
And for the most bizarre reason it seems to be turning him on.
" But it's dangerous. There are dungeon creatures everywhere. It's nighttime, remember?" Trevor said, deepening his voice, trying to sound confident, seductive. Two could play this game.
Chloe gasped softly, sliding her hand beneath her panties again. His voice was so deep, so commanding. She couldn't wait to feel his hands on her.
"Baby boy, you don't need to worry," she whispered, her voice dripping with desire. "I'll send a government official to pick you up. You'll be safe. Just… dress sexy for me, send me your address, and don't keep me waiting."
Her moans, faint but audible, reached Trevor's ears. Heat surged through his body.
"Well… okay then. I'll be waiting," Trevor said before ending the call.
He dropped the phone onto his bed, a wide smile spreading across his face. What luck. Not only might he complete a system mission tonight, but he could also secure money for food.
"What a day," he thought. "This system is really turning my life around."
On a normal night, he would've been stuck watching porn, trying to relieve himself, or grinding away at the bread factory for mere crumbs.
But now? Things were different. He could have what he wanted—by fulfilling his deepest fantasies.
Trevor quickly got dressed, his excitement barely contained. As he waited for his ride, he decided to check on his system stats and perhaps select the next card for tomorrow.
"System, how strong do I need to be—or how many missions do I need to complete—before I can start exploring dungeons?" Trevor asked, careful with his words, hoping for clarity.
[Well, that's on you. You could begin anytime—even now. All you need to do is improve and learn to control your essence properly.]
Trevor frowned, still puzzled. He had so many questions to ask, but they could wait. For now, he needed to choose his next card. His heart raced with anticipation.
"System, I'm ready to choose my next card," Trevor said, rubbing his palms together, eager to see what fate had in store.