The Heart System

Chapter 99: Chapter 99

I walked to the fireplace, the embers barely glowing, the room chilly despite the heat we’d generated. With the cigarette still between my lips, I crouched down, grabbing a couple of dry logs from the stack and tossing them onto the grate. I crumpled some newspaper from the basket, tucked it under, and struck a match, the flame catching quick. I blew gently, coaxing the fire back to life, the crackle growing as the logs started to burn, casting a warm orange glow across the room.

A thunderclap shook the cabin, loud enough to rattle the windows, and the girls gasped in unison.

“Jesus fuck,” Kim said, sitting up on the blanket, her tits bouncing as she hugged her knees. “I hate weather like this.”

“Who loves this kinda weather?” Tessa quipped, lifting her head from the couch, her dark hair a mess. “It’s like the sky’s trying to kill us.”

Jasmine pointed at me, grinning. “Our melancholic detective over there probably likes it.”

“Har-har,” I deadpanned, rolling my eyes as I stood, taking a drag from my cigarette. I walked to the coffee table, dodging empty glasses, and grabbed the remote, flicking on the TV. The screen flickered to life, landing on a news channel, a polished anchor in a sharp suit filling the frame.

“…current storm persist for approximately three days,” the newscaster said, his voice crisp and professional. “Heavy rainfall and high winds are expected to continue across the region, with potential for localized flooding. Residents are advised to stay indoors, avoid unnecessary travel, and ensure adequate supplies until conditions improve. Updates will follow as the situation develops.”

I clicked the TV off, tossing the remote back onto the table. “Welp, there goes our little holiday,” Kim said, groaning as she flopped back onto the blanket. “I swear, I’m so unlucky.”

“It’s fine,” Tessa said, rolling onto her side, her pussy still glistening with my cum. “There’s… still plenty of stuff to do, right?” Her eyes flicked to me, a teasing glint in them, her lips curling slightly.

“Yep,” Jasmine said, sitting up on the couch, her phone still in hand but her attention on us. “I brought board games!”

Jasmine stood, her legs shaky, cum still dripping from her pussy as she moved toward the bags piled near the kitchen. I leaned against the counter, beer in one hand, cigarette in the other, watching her with a smirk. As she crouched to dig through a bag for the board game, her pussy overflowed, a thick stream of cum gushing down her thighs, sizzling onto the floor in a sticky, glistening puddle.

“Fuck, sorry, Kim,” Jasmine said, slapping a hand over her pussy to stem the flow, her fingers slick with my cum. “Someone filled me up to the brim. I’m fucking leaking everywhere.”

I coughed, taking a sip of beer. “No regrets.”

Jasmine laughed, still rummaging through the bag, but her elbow caught something, knocking it over. A dildo—skin-toned, sleek, about seven inches—sprawled onto the floor with a thud. My dildo, bought for that damn quest.

“Oh, sneaky, sneaky, Tessa,” Jasmine said, picking it up with a grin. “I didn’t know you brought your dildo.”

Tessa looked over from the couch, eyebrows raised. “Nah, mine’s yellow.”

“Kim?” Jasmine asked, turning.

“Nope, didn’t bring any toys,” Kim said, sitting up on the blanket, her tits bouncing.

“Well, this isn’t mine,” Jasmine said, holding it up, her eyes narrowing. All three pairs of eyes in the room swung to me. “Evan?”

Well, well, well. Shit.

I exhaled a cloud of smoke, giving a strained smile as I raised my beer. “Yeah… no regrets.”

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The clock on the wall read 9:00 PM, the night dark beyond the cabin’s windows, the storm still roaring outside, wind howling and rain pelting the glass.

The living room glowed with firelight, the coffee table now the center of our little world, surrounded by blankets draped over Jasmine, Kim, and Tessa, their bodies clean after a quick shower, wrapped snug against the chill. I sat cross-legged on the rug, beer in hand, cigarette long gone, the board game spread out before us—Monopoly, Jasmine’s pick. That black dildo from my quest sat suctioned to the board’s edge, its base stuck firm, wobbling slightly when someone bumped the table, a ridiculous reminder of my “lucky” purchase.

I rolled the dice, the clatter loud in the cozy room. “Yes!” I said, grinning as I moved my pawn, the little top hat, to the last unclaimed city. “Guess I’ll take that one, Kim.”

“Ah, shit,” Kim groaned, leaning back, her blanket slipping to show a glimpse of her tanned shoulder. “I was gonna put a hotel there. Ugh, I hate this game.”

The storm rumbled outside, thunder shaking the cabin, but we were warm, wrapped in blankets, the fire crackling. I glanced at the dildo, still stuck to the board, and smirked. Earlier, when they’d grilled me about it, I’d played it off—said I brought it hoping to get lucky, which, well, I fucking did. When they asked why I didn’t use it, I mumbled something about being shy, and they bought it. No way I was telling them about the floating HUD, the system, the quest that pushed me to buy it. They’d think I was crazy.

Kim grabbed the dice, her blanket shifting as she leaned forward, her skin glowing in the firelight. She rolled, landing her pawn on my city, now stacked with houses. “Fuck,” she muttered, checking her cash. “Three million? You’re killing me, Evan.”

“It’s ’only’ three million, your poor woman.”

She shook her head, tossing the colorful Monopoly bills my way, her lips pursed. “Take it, you greedy bastard.”

“Thanks,” I said, grabbing the stack with a grin, tucking it into my pile.

Jasmine snatched the dice next, her blanket slipping to her waist, her pale tits bouncing as she shook them in her hand. She rolled, and her pawn landed on another of my cities, this one loaded with a hotel. Her face fell as she counted her money, coming up short.

“Shit, Evan, I’m broke,” she said, pouting, then leaning forward, her cleavage fucking sexy. “If I flash these, will you let this one slide?”

I leaned back, smirking. “Nice try, Jas. Pay up.”

She grinned, undeterred, and leaned closer, her voice dropping low and filthy. “What if I let you do anal? My tight little ass, Evan—yours for the taking.”

I froze, putting a finger to my chin, pretending to think it over, my cock twitching faintly in my jeans despite the exhaustion. Kim and Tessa burst out laughing, their blankets shaking as they doubled over.

“Oh, my God, Jasmine!” Kim said, wiping her eyes. “You’re so desperate!”

Tessa cackled, pointing at me. “Look at him, he’s actually considering it!”

I smirked, leaning forward, locking eyes with Jasmine. “How about you pay me up, and I still get to fuck that ass later?”

Jasmine’s shoulders slumped, her laugh half-exasperated, half-playful. “You’re ruthless,” she said, tossing her last few bills onto the board. “I’m out. Broke as fuck. All my cities are yours now, you bastard.”

Kim and Tessa groaned, throwing their Monopoly money onto the board in mock protest, the bills scattering.

“You cheated, Evan!” Kim said, pointing at me, her blanket slipping to show her thigh. “No way you got all that by luck!”

“Yeah, total bullshit,” Tessa added, grinning as she tossed her cash. “You rigged this game, magic boy.”

“It’s all luck, ladies,” I said, laughing as I started packing the game back into its box, the dildo wobbling as I bumped the table. “Don’t hate the player, hate the game.”

Jasmine stood, her blanket falling to the floor, her clean body glowing in the firelight as she stretched. “I’m hungry,” she said, heading toward the kitchen. “Gonna throw some frozen pizzas in the oven.”

“Fuck yes,” Kim said, pulling her blanket tighter. “I’m starving.”

“Same,” Tessa agreed, sitting up, her hair a mess. “Pizza sounds perfect.”

I nodded, stacking the Monopoly box on the coffee table, the dildo still suctioned there like a trophy. “Pizza it is,” I said, taking a swig of beer, the storm still raging outside as we settled into the next part of the night.

I leaned against the table, beer in hand, the storm still howling outside as the girls busied themselves. Jasmine was in the kitchen, sliding frozen pizzas into the oven, the smell of pepperoni already creeping into the air. Kim and Tessa were rummaging through their bags near the couch, pulling out snacks and chatting about the Monopoly game, their blankets slipping as they laughed.

The dildo still sat suctioned to the coffee table, wobbling like a silent taunt. With everyone occupied, I flicked my eyes to the HUD, pulling up the system to check for new quests. Might as well see what the universe was throwing at me next.

The first quest popped up, glowing in my vision.

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Quest Available

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Title: You Awake?

Task: Text Delilah

Duration: 2 Hours

Reward: +30 EXP

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Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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Only texting? Hell, I could do that, no problem. Just a quick how are you to Delilah, and I’d get 30 EXP? That’s a steal. I smirked, mentally hitting [Yes] to accept the quest.