(Stroke him, host.)
(Your health is deteriorating.)
(You should also hurry, because you wouldn't be able to fight if one of those monsters shows up here.)
"Fuck! Seriously? I'm supposed to… stroke some random guy's little brother?" Finn muttered, his voice a mix of disbelief and disgust.
5…
4…
3…
Howls echoed through the room.
"What the hell?!"
Without wasting another second, Finn unzipped the trousers of the handsome man lying unconscious on the floor. The moment he did, Finn almost choked on his own spit.
Fine… every male human has a little brother, Finn reasoned grimly, and sure, they come in all shapes and sizes but something like a ten-inch long and fat little brother?!
And wait… were those scales? On his little brother? Blue Skin scales? Finn's eyes widened as his gaze flicked nervously toward the system hovering in the air. "What the hell is going on here?" he whispered to himself, the disbelief in his voice thick enough to cut.
(Start by stroking him, host. Make sure he doesn't wake up, though.)
"Huh?" Finn asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow, letting out a weak scoff. His voice trembled, betraying the exhaustion and tension he was struggling to hold back.
(If you really want to die and end up in hell, then keep asking questions and refuse to do what you're supposed to do, host.)
"Fuck!" Finn cursed inwardly, his fists tightening. "You better be ready to explain this misery I just discovered once we're done here and where the hell the fuck I am exactly! What a rotten, twisted world I've ended up in!"
With that… he held the sleeping little brother in his hand, and just like that, Finn could see it begin to rise gently.
"Huh? It's not even at full length yet?! How the hell is it going to be when it's fully up? And fuck! Who in their right mind could handle this kind of man? Even adult film agencies probably haven't seen a little brother like this before....scales, or is it some kind of disease?"
"Whatever! I'll just trust this system and do what I'm told for now. My heart is already dropping anyway, and I don't want to die a second death without knowing what the hell is going on!" Finn muttered with a heavy sigh, still holding the little brother in his trembling hands.
(Are you just going to hold it? Don't you know how to stroke a little brother, host? If you need some oil, just let me know. You still have a few points left to purchase it, after all, for smoother movement.)
This thing is crazy! System, really? I've watched a ton of movies about systems, but does that mean… I'm in a system world?! Oh no… that's insane! Finn thought inwardly, letting out a nervous scoff. And just like he expected, a small bottle appeared beside him.
(Host is taking far too much time for just a single Dragon Prince.)
"Dragon Prince? Now what the hell is that supposed to mean?" Finn raised an incredulous eyebrow. "Dragon? Those that command fire? Is that why I'm feeling this intense heat just from lying next to him? What kind of world is this?!"
(I'll explain everything soon, host. For now… focus on your task to get yourself healed. That's some oil beside you. You know what to do with it.)
"Fuck!" Finn cursed again, his frustration mixing with exhaustion. He picked up the bottle of oil and poured it into his palm. The scent of lavender filled the air, soft but not enough to cover the lingering decay from the world.
Once ready, he began using his hand to rub the sleeping prince's little brother again.
"Hmmm~" The prince moaned softly despite his injuries, eyes still shut tight.
(Just continue. By stroking him, you're helping him recover, too.)
"Okay!" Finn whispered to himself, swallowing hard, his heart hammering. He continued stroking the prince's little brother, feeling it grow even harder and heavier in his hand. With a grimace, he shifted to using both hands now, the effort leaving him shaky but determined.
(+200 points)
"And what's that?" Finn muttered, raising a skeptical eyebrow.
(Just continue. You need a thousand points. Only then will you receive the necessary nutrients to heal yourself, and you'll also gain monetary value to purchase items from the system.)
Finn rolled his eyes in utter disdain, his jaw tightening. He kept stroking, using every ounce of strength he had, as the little brother was far heavier and longer than the nine-inch examples he had seen before.
(+700 points)
(Keep going, host. You're almost there.)
"I feel so weak," Finn murmured under his breath, his vision threatening to blur. Despite his exhaustion, he forced himself to continue, moving slower as his strength waned.
(+1000 points)
"Oh, fuck!" The prince moaned, and Finn could feel the surge as the little brother released.
"What next now?!" Finn whispered, half-conscious, teetering on the edge of passing out.
(Lick it to boost your energy.)
"What?!" Finn exclaimed, horror twisting his features. His heart raced, and his stomach churned at the suggestion.