I let out a long sigh that was half wistfulness, half frustration as I watched the door close behind gan. Before her rapid departure, the sight of her glistening, plump lips and her seeming willingness to take in her mouth had gotten my cock to half-mast.
Which was a pain as, despite the hefty load I had poured into her hand, I still felt like I could go for another five or ten rounds.
'Who would have thought being an incubus, a creature that needs sex to live, would help in the bedroom? Infinite stamina, and apparently, my cum tastes better than my cooking...not a bad deal.'
Still feeling blue balled, I hopped into a cold shower to cool myself off and clear my mind so I could think about everything else that had happened tonight. Though before I could get the image of gan's naked body out of my mind, a window popped up in the corner of my eye.
[You have lost the condition: Minor Depravity]
[You have discovered a kink for: gan Griffin]
[Alert! You have gained the condition, Minor Clarity. By relieving your pent-up lust and satisfying the needs of another, you have temporarily cleared your mind, granting increased focus and ntal acuity.]
[Condition: Minor Clarity]
Duration: 24 Hr or until the end of the Day
Effect(s):
1. The efficacy of Skills increased by 5%
2. The efficacy of Hexes is decreased by 5%
Read over the notifications, I ruefully shook my head, 'I can't believe that getting jerked off is considered optimal for minmaxing my profits.'
Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, I moved on to other pressing issues. Though I made sure to quickly review gan's profile as well.
[Profile: gan Griffin]
Status
Affection: 65/100
Lust: 75/100
Bond: Aquantience
Rank: F
Bio
Personality: Shy, Eager, ???
Kink(s): Cum-Slut
Pact: none
[Kink: Cum-Slut]
Effect: Those who possess this kink experience great pleasure whenever participating in carnal acts that involve their partners' ejaculate.
'Damn, nearly maxed out all of her ters. It won't be long before I can convert her into a thrall. And now that I know gan's turn on, I can make plans for tomorrow.'
Of course, I couldn't ignore the domino that had started the fortunate series of events.
'That quest was an unexpected but welco bonus, definitely putting those two points towards my cooking skill, as for the hex point, I don't have a clue. I've barely had to use any Hexes besides the one on Patty earlier, but that was mostly for fun...I'll probably just save it until I need it.'
Carrying out my plan, I opened my system and sank the two skill points into my cooking skill, bringing it up to the third level.
[Skill: Cooking III]
Upgrade Cost: 0/3
Effect(s):
1. 15% to the final quality of all recipes
2. 10% to cooking speed
Taking in the upgrade, I gave a satisfactory nod, 'Another five percent never hurt anybody. Sha that the clarity bonus won't last long enough for tomorrow's service. Though I should still make a killing.'
Turning off the shower, I finished up the rest of my nightti routine and stepped out of the bathroom, only to frown. Looking at the bare walls, lifeless fake wood flooring, and overall lack of soul, I couldn't help but feel a bit discontent with my living space, 'Maybe I should spruce up the place, seeing as I actually have company coming over.'
Wanting to know how much I had made, I got into bed and lay my head back on my pillow.
[Day 3 Report]
Simlife
Profits: 12,537$
Cost: -10,638$
Modifiers: Fortune I [ 5%]
Inco: 1,994$
Total: 4,854$
DateLife
Energy Spent: 1
Energy Gained: 0
Tantric Reserves: 4/5
Lust: -15
Total: 5/100
'I'll wait until after tomorrow to spend anything...I should also look into hiring a kitchen staff, they're bound to offer so powerful modifiers.'
That night, I went to bed with a smile on my face, eager for the morning and the day that would follow.
---[gan's POV]---
I was sure my heart never dropped below 100 beats per minute on my walk ho, as my depraved mind kept flooding my body with phantom sensations of Ramon's hands and mories of what he had done. To make it worse, every other minute, I would catch a whiff of his scent. His sweat and other fluids had dried up on my skin, marking until I managed to take a shower, though part of wanted to put it off just to keep the scent on longer.
'Just make sure you don't have anywhere to be afterwards.'
A heavy blush spread across my cheeks as I replayed his parting words to , 'Does that an he plans on sleeping with ? Or does he just want to use my mouth again...maybe I should buy so condoms...but do they even make ones large enough for him?'
Shaking my head, I got control of my emotions as I walked up to the front of my house and unlocked the door.
I almost half expected my mother to be waiting to ambush , but thankfully was greeted with an empty living room with all the lights turned off.
Breathing out a sigh of relief, I stepped in and closed the door behind , ready to make my way upstairs when the lights suddenly turned on without warning, nearly blinding .
"I've been expecting you."
I jumped and turned around to find my father sitting in the corner, "What is it with you and Mom lying in wait to catch off guard?!"
My dad frowned at as he leaned forward in his chair, "Well, maybe if you weren't so occupied with your little job all the ti, your mother and I wouldn't have to."
"A-all the ti? It's been two days!" I exclaid while rubbing the bridge of my nose in frustration, "But regardless, how can you criticize for working hard and making money?"
"I can criticize you because Quagmire told about what happened today!" My dad rebutted as he jabbed a finger at .
A pit ford in my stomach, and my feet went cold as I swallowed hard, "He told you what happened?"
"Yes!" My dad roared, "How could you let your boss kick out a family friend over a little misunderstanding?"
I paused for a mont in pure disbelief, then my nervousness turned into anger, "A-A misunderstanding? That perv tried to feel up, and would have if it wasn't for Ramon!"
"Oh, don't be ridiculous, g, Quagmire isn't that much of a perv," My father muttered with a roll of his eyes.
"What the fuck is that supposed to an?!" I scread, not knowing if I wanted to cry or wrap my hands around my father's fat neck and wring the life from him.
"Peter, g? What's going on? Why are both of you screaming when it's so late?"
I looked over as my mother walked down the stairs into the living room, yawning and rubbing her eyes with a nightrobe wrapped around her, "Bla dad, he's mad at because Quagmire was thrown out of the restaurant I worked at!"
"He wasn't just thrown out, he was humiliated in front of the whole restaurant and his date, who wouldn't give him the ti of day afterwards!"
"Good! I probably saved her from getting roofied or sothing!"
"Both of you, enough!" My mother spoke up with a frustrated sigh, "g just apologize to Quagmire, and that will be the end of it."
My eyes widened in disbelief as I stared at my mother, "Apologize! That creep tried to molest , and you want to apologize!?"
"An apology isn't enough! g, as of right now, you no longer work at that restaurant!" My father decreed as he crossed his arms and tried to puff out his chest to make himself look more authoritative.
I rolled my eyes with a sharp bark of laughter, "Sorry, but since you actually can't fire , I think I still do."
"I an it, g, if I catch you anywhere near that restaurant, you're going to regret it!" My father insisted as he turned red in the face, but I only scoffed and glanced at my mother, "Are you really just gonna sit there and let him talk like this?"
My mother let out a tired sigh like she was the one being bombarded and interrogated, "Peter, she's not quitting her job. Besides knowing Quagmire, he probably did deserve it to so extent."
My father grumbled, still clearly upset, but didn't press the issue any further. I let out a relieved sigh, "Thank you, now can I please just go upstairs and turn in for the night?"
No one replied, but I took their silence as approval, so I made my way upstairs, happy to distance myself. However, as I passed by my mother, I watched her entire body stiffen, and her eyes went wide as she turned and grabbed my arm, "W-what is that?"
"Can I please just go to bed?" I muttered, too tired to put up with her antics any longer.
"Not until you tell what that sll is?" My mother insisted, her nose twitching as she sniffed the air.
For a mont, I had no idea what she was talking about before my eyes widened in realization, 'I-it can't be that, can it?'
Glancing at my mother's face, I took in her alert, wide eyes, her accelerated breath, and the slight flush slowly spreading across her cheeks, 'Oh my god, it is...and she's getting off on it?'
"She doesn't sll like anything, Lois," My father grumbled, eager to argue with anyone who would entertain him.
After a mont and a few more sniffs, my mother thankfully let go of my arm, "Well...make sure you take a shower before you go to bed."
I stared at her before turning around and leaving without another word, but internally my mind was racing, and I couldn't help but smile, as I found a way to potentially get back at my mother and my father at the sa ti, 'I wonder if Ramon likes redheads.'
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