Looking at the bucket of water, Keane couldn't help but notice that it was steaming, though not literally.
With a towel over her arm, her gray eyes locked onto Keane's with a flicker of intent.
'Warm water again?' Keane thought, intrigued but happy, since it means he could clean up with something soothing. While that was good and all, she couldn't help but wonder why it was provided for him again, and Sylvi was the one to bring it no less. 'She's up to something.' He thought to himself.
Sylvi set the bucket a few paces from the wagon, offering privacy, then held up the towel, her gaze steady, insistent.
"I've got it," Keane said, stretching a hand to receive the towel, but Sylvi shook her head calmly, stepping closer, her silence somehow conveying her intent. 'She's not backing off.'
After staring in silence for a bit, he smirked, peeling off his tunic to reveal a chiseled frame, muscles honed by his stats it appeared. "Alright, your call," he said, his voice low, inviting. Sylvi's eyes remained the same, not a crack in her detached facade, but secretly Keane's grin deepened.
She dipped the towel in the water, her hands steady as she began with his back. Her touch was deliberate, the cloth gliding over his shoulders, tracing every ridge of muscle. 'Firm grip,' he thought, noting her quickening breath, even if just a little, and the subtle tremble in her fingers. The warmth of the towel contrasted the night's chill, igniting a heat in his core. She moved slowly to his chest, her gray eyes darting to his. Her touch lingered, the towel brushing his abs, slowly and purposefully.
As she reached his waist, her hands slowed, the towel grazing his skin with a teasing edge. Keane's pulse raced in beats as her hand grazed him below his stomach, he seemed to be rather reactive unlike usual. She dropped the towel, her fingers tracing his hips, then lower, as her hands slid into his trousers, caressing his member with a boldness that caught him off guard.
'Damn,' he thought, his body responding instantly.
Slowly, he began to grow below, morphing into a more active form. Sliding off his trousers, Sylvi set them aside, never averting her gaze while she did.
Once his member was on full display, Keane couldn't believe his eyes… he had grown larger and longer than he remembered being on earth. He wasn't the only one who was impressed, as it drew a flicker of awe in Sylvi's cold eyes as well.
'Is this part of the Player's body perks?' he thought, smirking. 'No woman's saying no to this.' He thought to himself, resisting failingly as his abdomen shivered in response to Sylvi's caress.
Sylvi's fingers explored, her touch hungry yet hesitant. She knelt, her lips brushing his erect member carefully, soft at first, then bolder, licking with a slow, savoring intensity, as though tasting honey.
Her inexperience was raw and unpolished, with no practiced moves, just pure, primal want. She grabbed on it with both hands, unable to stop herself from licking with her tongue and sucking partially gently with her lips on his tip. Her tongue swirled around the tip, occasionally sucking on it before her lips attempted to envelop it, her gray eyes half-closed in a trance.
'She's lost in it,' Keane thought, his pleasure building, as he held back a moan. He was feeling rather aroused, more than he normally would be. He wasn't sure if it was because of the new body or Sylvi, but the occasional electric shivering that ran across his crotch to his abdomen was proof of the building pleasure.
Slowly but surely, Sylvi sucked on him as though possessed, her tongue swirling in different motions as she couldn't get enough. Even though her lips never went past the base of his tip, her soft palms never remained idle as they caressed his length deeply.
Unable to hold back anymore, the sensation crested, and Keane let go, releasing into her mouth with a low groan. Sylvi paused, letting the warmth drip down her chin. She touched it with her fingers, watching as it formed a connective link between them when she pulled her fingers apart, before rinsing with water from the bucket, her movements calm but her eyes alive with hunger.
Just then, Keane's shock hit as he was already hard again, his 99 Constitution erasing any recovery time. 'This body's a machine,' he thought, grinning. He would normally need at least an hour of rest before he was ready to go again, but this was more like he had not even nutted yet.
Sylvi's hands returned almost immediately, caressing him with a lover's touch, her fingers tracing his length as if memorizing it. 'She wants more,' Keane thought to himself, sensing her craving, her gray eyes pleading for another taste.
She wasn't alone, as Keane now wanted more than just her hands and lips, but before he could act, a gruff voice shattered the moment, the old man calling from the campfire. "Food's ready! Sylvi, Keane, get over here!"
Sylvi froze, her hands lingering, her gaze torn between Keane and the camp. 'Worst timing,' he thought.
He leaned close, his voice a husky promise. "We'll finish this later," he said, his eyes locking with hers. Sylvi's lips parted as she hesitated, holding back words, but her desire clear. She pressed forward, pressing a hard, almost desperate kiss to Keane's mouth, her lips warm and fierce, tasting faintly of him. Lingering for a bit, she stood, her robe swaying as she walked toward the encirclement of the wagons.
'Hell of a start,' Keane thought, his grin wolfish. 'Who would have thought she'd be first?'
Just then, as Keane looked at his now lonely friend below, his system pinged, words flashing before his eyes.
[You have gained 150 EXP!]
…
[SYSTEM]
Name: Keane
Level: 2
Class: None
EXP: [██████████]
[STATS]
Strength (STR): 99
Dexterity (DEX): 99
Constitution (CON): 99
Intelligence (INT): 99
Wisdom (WIS): 99
Charisma (CHA): 99
HP: [9902 / 9902]
MP: [9902 / 9902]
Resistances: []
[Skills]
None
[Sub Skills]
Charm (Level 10)
Seduction (Level 10)
[Distributable Points]
Stat Points: 10
Skill Points: 10
Mastery Points: 10
…
Keane couldn't belive what he just read. 'EXP for sex?' he thought, amused. 'This system's my kind of game…'