Reward

Chapter 99 - Reward

A sharp DING cut through the morning quiet, making Mike’s eyes snap open.

He lay on his bed for a few seconds, blinking at the ceiling as he tried to shake off the last bits of sleep. When a soft blue glow caught his attention, he turned his head and found system window hovering above him.

[Reward Available]

[Quest: Fuck May or Rem – Completed]

[Additional Reward for Fucking May]

Mike stared at the notifications, then slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position. He ran a hand through his messy hair and let out a tired yawn before swinging his legs over the side of the bed. His body still felt heavy from sleep, and he had no particular desire to get up, but the system window remained in front of him, waiting for his attention.

He rubbed his face with both hands before getting to his feet and making his way to the basin. The cold water made him flinch when he splashed it across his face, but it helped clear the fog from his head.

He picked up his toothbrush, squeezed some toothpaste onto it, and began brushing while looking at his reflection in the mirror. Everything about the morning seemed ordinary, from his uncombed hair to the familiar sounds coming from outside, yet the system notifications hovering in the back of his mind made it difficult to settle into his usual routine.

After rinsing his mouth and wiping his face with a towel, Mike returned to the bed and sat down on its edge. He brought the system window back into view and studied the available rewards, moving his finger over the first notification before tapping it.

[Reward: Doomsday System’s Last Recordings]

The name Doomsday System caught his attention immediately, and he leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees while the blue light reflected faintly in his eyes. He had no idea what the recordings contained, but they made him curious enough to find out.

He let out a slow breath and shifted his attention to the additional reward. Whatever the first reward offered, he might as well collect everything the system had given him before moving on.

Mike tapped the second notification, and another window appeared in front of him.

[Reward: Agora Usage Refilled (1/1)]

“Agora,” he muttered, rubbing his chin as he looked at the notification. He remembered what the feature allowed him to do, and seeing the usage restored brought a small look of satisfaction to his face. He had one use available again, which meant he would need to think carefully before deciding how to spend it.

After a moment, he dismissed the notification and brought the first reward back onto the screen. The title of the recording remained exactly where he had left it, accompanied by a play button that waited beneath the text. Mike adjusted his position on the bed, placing one hand against the mattress for support as he leaned closer to the floating window.

His finger hovered over the button while he considered whether he should prepare himself for whatever might come next. The room remained quiet around him, and the ordinary sounds of the morning continued outside as if nothing unusual were happening. Mike glanced at the title one last time, drew a slow breath, and finally pressed the play button.

——————————————————————————————————————————————Mike stood outside May’s door, unable to take his eyes off the wet patch on the floor.

He knew what it was. He also knew who had left it there.

A moment ago, he had caught a glimpse of Rem rushing up the stairs, her bare ass disappearing around the corner as she fled. The memory was still fresh in his mind, but it was what he had seen through the keyhole that kept replaying in his head.

May had been on the bed, her nightgown pushed up around her waist. She had been touching herself, so lost in her own pleasure that she had barely seemed aware of anything else. Her legs were spread, one hand gripping the bed for support while the other moved between her thighs.

Mike swallowed and looked away from the door.

It did nothing to help. The image remained in his head, and he could still remember the way his body had reacted when he saw her. His cock had grown hard almost immediately, and even now, standing in the hallway, he could feel the uncomfortable pressure against his trousers.

He dragged a hand down his face and took a slow breath, trying to get himself under control. He had already spent enough time standing there like an idiot. He needed to do something, even if he wasn't entirely sure what that something should be.

After another moment of hesitation, he raised his hand and knocked.

Inside the room, May froze.

She had heard the knock clearly, and her first instinct was to look toward the door. Her frown appeared almost immediately as she pulled her nightgown back into place and tried to steady her breathing. She hadn't expected anyone to come looking for her, especially not now.

She took a few seconds to straighten her clothes before crossing the room. When she opened the door, she found Mike standing on the other side.

His face was flushed, and his breathing was heavier than usual. May looked at him, waiting for him to explain why he was there, but her gaze soon dropped toward the obvious bulge in his trousers.

Her expression changed.

Mike noticed where she was looking and shifted uncomfortably. He opened his mouth, closed it again, and then looked directly at her. For a moment, he seemed to be struggling to find the right words.

May waited, one hand still resting on the door.

“I… I can't control myself,” he finally said, his voice rougher than he had intended. “Please help me.”

She stared at him, trying to work out what he meant and how she was supposed to respond. Mike didn't move any closer, but he didn't leave either. He stood there with his hands held stiffly at his sides, as though he was making a conscious effort not to reach for her.

The silence stretched between them.

May glanced down at his trousers once more before looking back at his face. His expression was tense, and he seemed to be waiting for her to say something, anything, that would tell him what to do next.

She stepped back from the doorway, allowing him to enter.

Mike crossed the threshold slowly, his eyes following her as she moved past him. May closed the door behind them, then stood with her back against it for a moment. She could still hear his uneven breathing in the quiet room.

Neither of them spoke.

May looked at him again, and this time she seemed to have made up her mind. She pushed herself away from the door and reached up to the thin straps resting on her shoulders. Her fingers paused there briefly before she slipped the straps down her arms.

The nightgown slid from her body and fell in a soft heap around her feet.

She stepped out of the fabric without turning around, leaving her bare back facing him. The light from the LED fell across her smooth skin, tracing the curve of her waist before reaching the black thong resting against her hips.

Mike remained where he was, staring at her.

May didn't turn to look at him yet. She stood still for a moment, giving him time to take in what she had done, while the discarded nightgown lay forgotten on the floor between them.

She turned.

One arm crossed over her heavy breasts. Her face stayed angled away, but her eyes flicked sideways to the hard outline of his cock.

“O-Only this night, Mike.”

The words were all he needed.

Mike closed the distance in two strides, wrapping her in his arms. His mouth found the bare skin of her shoulder, then climbed to the side of her neck. Her covering arm dropped. He pushed her back against the door, one hand sliding under her thigh and lifting her leg high against his hip while he kissed and sucked at her throat.

“Mike… let’s go to the bed,” she breathed.

He nodded, scooped her up, and carried her the short distance. He dropped her onto the mattress and stripped in seconds, cock springing free—already leaking. May’s face burned. She covered her eyes with both hands, but her legs parted anyway.

“Do it, Mike. Hurry.”

He moved between her thighs, the fat head of his cock resting against her soaked folds. Two seconds of stillness. Then he pushed forward with a low groan, sinking into the tight, wet heat of his stepmother’s pussy in one long thrust.

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