"On the contrary," Zerra purred, leaning closer, her breath warm on Vegia's ear.

"This is tactile analysis. We're assessing the structural integrity and, more importantly, the 'squish factor' of prime Hero-distraction material."

Her fingers continued their gentle manipulation, circling the base of the breasts, then moving upwards to cup them fully.

Vegia whimpered, a soft, involuntary sound. The sensation, while undeniably teasing and annoying, was also… strangely intense.

Her nipples, even through the gown, felt tight and sensitive under Zerra's playful assault. "You're a menace!"

"A delightful menace, wouldn't you say?" Zerra countered, her grin unwavering.

She leaned down further, her short green hair tickling Vegia's cheek. "Now, for the next phase of our study. We need to evaluate the 'reveal impact'."

Before Vegia could protest, Zerra's hands moved with surprising speed. One hand shot to the hem of Vegia's simple gown, and with a swift, decisive tug, she yanked it upward.

The fabric slid upwards, bunching around Vegia's neck, trapping her arms.

Her large, round breasts, a deep, earthy red, sprang free, jiggling with the sudden movement.

Their generous curves, tipped with prominent, dark pink nipples, were now fully exposed to the room's soft light and Zerra's appreciative gaze.

Vegia gasped, her eyes snapping shut, her face a mask of mortification. "Z-Zerra! You fiend!"

Zerra let out a low whistle, a sound of genuine admiration.

"Whoa," Zerra breathed, her voice uncharacteristically quiet.

Her hands, which had been teasing, now rested gently on the exposed flesh, her small fingers splayed wide to encompass as much as she could.

"My dear, these are... magnificent. Truly, truly magnificent." Her thumbs began to stroke the sensitive skin around the nipples, a slow, hypnotic motion.

"The texture… it's like warm velvet. And the softness… oh, the softness!" She pressed lightly, feeling the deep, yielding cushion of flesh.

Vegia's breath came in short, ragged gasps. Her eyes remained squeezed shut, but a shiver raced through her body as Zerra's touch grew more deliberate, more focused.

"Hero would go absolutely wild for these," Zerra murmured, her voice thick with genuine approval.

She gave a gentle squeeze, then another, her fingers mapping the contours of the generous mounds. "He wouldn't know what hit him. He'd be a puddle. A complete, babbling puddle."

Her fingers brushed over the hardened nipples, making Vegia suck in a sharp breath. "Look at them! They're practically begging for attention."

Vegia squirmed, her body a battlefield of embarrassment and unexpected sensation. "Stop saying that!" She choked out.

"These, my dear, are sights to behold." She leaned down, her lips brushing against the soft skin of Vegia's cleavage. "So warm. So inviting." She inhaled deeply, a soft, her scent filling her nostrils, teasing her mercilessly.

Then, with a sudden, decisive movement, Zerra pulled her own simple gown over her head. Zerra's small frame, taut and wiry, was revealed. Her breasts were modest, a stark contrast to Vegia's generous curves. Her hips, however, were surprisingly round and shapely, a gentle swell beneath her flat stomach.

Zerra's hand, still cupping one of Vegia's large breasts, now brought her other hand to her own, smaller chest.

"See?" Zerra said, her voice tinged with a rare vulnerability, though her eyes still held a hint of their usual mischief. "This is why I can't confess to Hero." Her gaze lingered on her own small chest, then back to Vegia's ample bosom.

Vegia, her eyes finally fluttering open, stared at Zerra's exposed chest, then at Zerra's face, a flicker of surprise and something akin to sympathy crossing her features.

The mortification began to recede, replaced by a different kind of warmth.

"S-Sir isn't like that," Vegia mumbled, her voice softer than Zerra had ever heard it.

Zerra blinked, her fingers still on both chests. "Huh?"

"I said," Vegia repeated, her voice gaining a touch more firmness, though her cheeks remained flushed,

"Sir isn't like that. If he likes you, he will not care for such things." Her gaze met Zerra's, earnest and direct.

"He sees... he sees past that. He sees you, Zerra. Your courage. Your cleverness. Your... your annoyingness." A small, genuine smile touched her lips.

Zerra remained silent for a heartbeat, her green eyes wide.

The usual spark of mischief dimmed, replaced by a thoughtful quietness.

Then, a slow smile spread across her face. It wasn't her usual impish grin; it was softer, more genuine.

Then, the grin returned, wider and more mischievous than ever.

"Oh..." Zerra purred, her eyes alight with renewed mischief.

"That's the sweetest thing you've ever said." Her hands, which had been still, now sprang back to life.

"Which means," She declared, her voice rising in playful triumph, "my 'torture' must continue! For the sake of... Resource!"

Before Vegia could even react, Zerra's hands moved with lightning speed.

She grabbed the bunched-up gown from around Vegia's neck, pulling it down, not to cover her, but to wrap it around her wrists.

With a swift, practiced motion, she tied Vegia's hands together above her head, using the sleeves of the gown as restraints.

Vegia cried out, her eyes widening in surprise and a fresh wave of panic. "Zerra! What are you doing now?!"

She struggled against the surprisingly secure bonds, her red breasts jiggling delightfully with each frustrated movement.

Zerra leaned back, a wicked glint in her eyes, admiring her handiwork. "Just ensuring optimal subject cooperation, my dear. We can't have you interrupting our crucial data collection, can we?" She chuckled, a low, throaty sound.

"Now, where were we? Ah, yes. The 'squish factor' and... the 'jiggle potential'."

Her hands descended once more, no longer just teasing, but exploring with a newfound, playful intensity.

Her fingers spread wide, cupping the underside of Vegia's breasts, lifting them slightly.

"Oh, the heft! The weight! It's truly glorious." She bounced them gently, her crimson eyes fixed on the mesmerizing sway.

"Imagine the sheer... presence these would command in a battle. Distraction level: catastrophic."

Vegia squirmed, her body a symphony of conflicting sensations.

Her nipples, already firm, grew even harder under Zerra's relentless attention. "This is... this is ridiculous!" She protested, her voice wavering. "You're just... you're just being a pervert!"

"A pervert with a purpose!" Zerra shot back, her fingers now circling the dark areolas, her thumb brushing repeatedly against the sensitive tips.

"I'm charting the full spectrum of Hero-lure. And believe me, you're off the charts." She leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the curve of Vegia's breast, just below the nipple.

"A-ah! Zerra!" Vegia gasped, her head thrashing against the pillow.

A jolt, hot and unexpected, shot through her. The sensation of Zerra's wet tongue on her skin was surprisingly intense, sending goosebumps prickling over her red flesh.

Zerra pulled back, a triumphant smirk on her face, a glint of moisture on her lips.

"Taste test confirmed: sweet and earthy, with a hint of... hobgoblin spice." She chuckled. "Now, for the 'lower distraction' assessment."

Vegia's eyes snapped open completely, wide with alarm. "Zerra, don't you dare!" Her voice was a desperate plea, but Zerra's grin only widened.

Zerra extended her hand toward her waist band of her panties. Vegia clossed her eyes

shut, whimpering.

Zerra then stopped and dropped beside her, "Just kidding." She chuckled low in her throat.

Vegia's eyes fluttered open. She looked towanervously, laid on her stomach beside her.

Vegia took a deep sigh of relief.

"Don't worry. I am not into women." Zerra said, laughing nervously.

"Mind untieing my hands first?" Vegia asked.

Zerra nodded and reached out to remove her restrain.

Then the both of them wore back their gown.

Laid on the bed, Vegia turned toward her

side, opposite to Vegia. She closed her eyes to sleep.

"Are you going to sleep?" Zerra asked.

"Shut up and let me sleep now." Vegia replied, annoyed.

"Alright, alright..." Zerra said, turing opposite to her, toward Ivy.

"He isn't like that, huh?" She mutterd under her breath, finally closing her eyes.

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Aiden sat on his chair, before his desk, sipping his cup of tea. His eyes fixed on his system's screen, looking through the rewards.

"Soul Resonance, huh?" He muttered, as he sipped his tea again.

He closed his eyes, trying to feel their presence. He saw a mental image. Their position as small points on his mental map. He saw their name tag above their head.

They were all walking together. Aiden opened his, sipped his cup of tea and asked the system, "Umm... Can you open the map I saw in my head?"

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"ABSOLUTELY!"

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The screen transitioned into a map. The map showing points with name tag on them.

"They aren't so for away. Just walking around." He muttered to himself.

Then he saw one of the point coming back. The tag above said: "Luna..."

He stared at it. She was was coming back toward his room.

"Let's pretend I didn't knew she was coming." Aiden told System.

He remained sitted on his chair, sipping his tea.

He was wearing a poet shirt. Making him look attractive and handsome.

Then he heard the soft click of the door opening. The sound was almost negligible. But as he was focused, he heard it.

He didn't even need focus. He was feeling her presence. The presence was definity Luna.

Then he felt her arms, warpping around his neck from behind, pressing her boobs on the back of his head.

"Luna..." Aiden chuckled.

"How did you know?" Her voice cute, yet their was an hint of happiness.

Aiden tilted his head slightly, a slow grin forming. "How did I know? Luna, I always know when you're near me. The air itself changes."

Luna let out a soft giggle, her breath warm against his ear. "You're the best, Master." She murmured, pressing a kiss against his cheek.

"You love it when I do," He teased, setting his cup down and sliding a hand up to touch her arm gently.

She smiled, biting her lip before slipping around him, then gracefully settling herself on his lap.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself closer until their foreheads rested together.

"So," He whispered, brushing a stray lock of her black hair aside, "What brings you back, my Luna?"

She pouted, her lips curling slightly downward. "I was feeling a little nauseous… and I missed you, Master."

Aiden's expression softened. "Missed me, huh?"

He placed his hand carefully on her belly, feeling the faint warmth there. "Our little one stealing all your energy again."

Luna's gaze glowed gently as she rested her hand atop his. "Maybe," She said, smiling tenderly. "But I don't mind. I can't wait to meet our baby. You think our baby will have your eyes?"

He chuckled. "I hope they have your smile. The world can handle only one of my eyes."

Luna's laughter was soft and melodic, like a gentle chime that filled the room with warmth. "Mmm… I don't know, Master. Your eyes are dangerous, but beautiful."

"Dangerous, huh?" Aiden tilted his head, his smirk deepening. "Then I suppose it's only fair our child inherits that danger. Someone has to keep you in check, after all."

Luna gasped in mock offense. "Keep me in check? Me?" Her pout deepened, but her golden eyes gleamed with playfulness.

Aiden leaned forward slightly, his voice dipping low, teasing. "You're getting too spoiled, Luna. Every time you sneak up on me, you expect to be pampered."

Her tail flicked behind her as she leaned closer, her breath brushing his lips. "Maybe I like being spoiled… by you."

Aiden's hand slid up her waist, tracing the curve of her side. "Oh, I know you do. You act all fierce out there, but in here…" He leaned closer, their lips a breath apart. "You melt the moment I touch you."

Her eyes fluttered half-closed, her voice barely a whisper. RThat's not fair, Master."

"Life rarely is." His tone softened, his thumb brushing her jawline as he lifted her chin slightly. "But I think you like it when I tease you."

Her cheeks flushed, her heart racing beneath his palm. "Maybe I do…"

Aiden's smile was slow, intimate. Then maybe I shouldn't stop."

He tilted his head and kissed her—gently at first, then deeper as Luna's fingers curled into his shirt.

She sighed against his lips, her body relaxing completely in his arms. The taste of tea lingered between them, sweet and warm.

When he finally pulled back, his forehead still resting against hers, his voice came in a whisper. "You really did miss me, didn't you?"

Luna's answer came as a breathless giggle. "Always, Master. Even when I'm right beside you."

Aiden chuckled softly and kissed the corner of her lips again, tender and slow. "Then stay right here for a while."

She nodded, eyes shining. "Always."

Aiden leaned back in his chair, one hand resting lightly on Luna's hip, the other idly brushing a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Her cheeks were still flushed, her breathing soft and steady.

She gazed up at him with that familiar mixture of devotion and affection — the look that always made his chest feel both full and light.

"You know," He murmured, his voice a quiet rumble, "when you look at me like that, it's hard to concentrate on anything else."

Luna smiled faintly, her fingers tracing small circles against his chest. "Then don't concentrate on anything else, Master."

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh? And what if I had important work?"

"Then I'll distract you until you forget all about it." She grinned, mischievous now.

Aiden chuckled, the sound low and warm. "That sounds like a challenge."

"It is," She whispered, her tail curling lazily around his arm.

For a moment, he just looked at her — the softness in her golden eyes, the faint curve of her lips, the way she leaned into his touch like she belonged there.

Then, with a quiet sigh that was half amusement, half surrender, he reached up and gently cupped her cheek.

"You're impossible, Luna," He said.

"Impossible to resist," She corrected softly.

Aiden's grin deepened. "You've been spending too much time around me. You're starting to sound just as confident."

She tilted her head, pretending to think. "Maybe I learned it from you, Master. Or maybe…" She leaned closer, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, "…I'm just better at getting what I want."

He laughed under his breath — the kind of quiet, genuine laugh that only came when he was truly at ease. "Is that so?"

Luna nodded, eyes glimmering. "You're already mine, aren't you?"

Aiden's fingers trailed down her back, stopping at the curve of her waist. He pulled her just a little closer, his tone teasing but gentle. "Careful, Luna. That sounds like a declaration of war.r

"Then I'll win," She said instantly, her voice confident and tender all at once.

Aiden smiled and closed the distance again, kissing her once more — slower this time, deeper, the kind of kiss that lingered long after it ended.

When they finally parted, Luna stayed close, her head resting against his shoulder.

"I can feel your heartbeat, Master," She murmured, eyes half-lidded.

"And?" he asked softly.

XIt's calm," She said, smiling faintly. "It makes me feel safe."

Aiden brushed his thumb along her arm, the corners of his lips lifting. "Good. That's how it should be."

Luna's tail swayed lazily, her voice growing softer. "Then… let me stay like this. Just for a while."

Aiden leaned down, pressing a final kiss to her forehead. For as long as you want, Luna."

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