The Heart System Nov Chapter 65

Chapter 65: Chapter 65

At least my sex life wasn’t a ss anymore.

I knocked on the door and waited. A few minutes later, instead of Jasmine, Tessa opened it. She gave

a warm smile and stepped aside, the sll of shampoo and pizza grease already in the air.

"Hey," I said, holding up the boxes in my hands like a trophy. "Brought pizza."

"Your shift ended finally, huh?" she said, stepping back to let

in.

"Yep," I said, brushing a raindrop off my jacket. "So, what are we watching? You girls decided yet?"

"We’re still deciding," she said, already turning toward the living room. "Co in."

I stepped inside, my shoes sinking slightly into the worn carpet. The place slled like fabric softener and candle wax—cleaner than my own apartnt, at least.

In the living room, Jasmine was sprawled on the big couch in front of the TV, a thick blanket wrapped around her shoulders like a cocoon. Another couch sat across from her, a folded blanket at one end—Tessa’s, probably. The third couch in the corner had a blanket, too. Looked like they’d set that one up for .

"Cozy," I said, closing the door with my foot. "Pizza, anyone?"

"It’s so cold," Jasmine groaned from under her blanket. "I don’t wanna get out. Can you get

two slices, please?"

"Sure," I said, heading toward the small kitchen nook. "Can you give

a plate, Tessa?"

"Here."

Tessa pulled a still-warm plate from the drying rack and handed it over. I flipped open the pizza box, the sll of cheese and tomato hitting

full force. I slid two slices onto the plate and passed it back. Tessa took it, padded over to Jasmine, and held it out to her friend before returning to the kitchen.

"I got each one of us a pizza, though," I said. "You guys not hungry?"

"Jasmine might not be," Tessa said, opening the fridge. "But I am. I’ll eat her share as well."

"Go nuts." I smiled.

I grabbed my own box, carried it to the couch they’d obviously ant for , and sat down. The cushions were warm from the heater humming in the corner. I kicked off my shoes, stretched my legs, and laid back, the box balanced on my lap.

Biting into my first slice, the crust cracked perfectly.

Tessa ca in a mont later with three beers—one for , one for Jasmine, one for herself. She set them down on the coffee table, then flopped onto her couch with her own slice.

"Picked a horror movie for us," Jasmine said with a smirk from under her blanket. "If you feel scared, feel free to join

on the couch, Evan."

"Do I have to be scared to join or..."

"Ha-ha." Jasmine gave a sarcastic little laugh.

"Turn the lights off," Tessa said, mouth half full of pizza.

Jasmine tapped sothing on her phone, and the main lights dimd out, leaving the room washed in a low, red glow—like sothing straight out of a horror trailer. Outside, rain pattered softly against the window, a steady rhythm under the movie’s opening credits.

Two beautiful won. Warm blankets. Pizza and beer. Red lights and rain outside.

This system was a gift from the heavens.

The movie ca on and we began watching it.

This was good.

No smashing. No dirty talk. No... nothing. Just chilling. Hell, before that stupid woman—the one that straight up ate my eyeball and stuck

with this system—my life was kinda miserable. But now? I was doing okay.

Of course, I ssed things up with ndy. I got greedy and ruined her life. I definitely had to make it up to her sohow.

"Mm," Tessa muttered. "This pizza is good. Like goooood good."

Things went quiet for a second. Then I turned back and saw Tessa looking at , probably waiting for

to say sothing. But my head was so full I barely processed her words.

"Hmm?" I asked.

"Pizza," she repeated, still studying . "It’s good."

"Oh, yeah. Got it from one of my favorite places."

"Mm." She nodded, then tilted her head. "You feeling okay?"

"Yep," I said. "Just... tired."

"You should find another job," she said. "Or get a car or sothing. Riding the bus alone would tire anyone."

"Yeah," Jasmine added from her blanket. "Not a car, though. Traffic’s miserable here. Get a motorcycle."

"I downloaded the pizza place’s app and signed up just to get a five-buck discount," I chuckled, eyes still on the movie. "Those things are... kinda tough for

right now."

"Hey," Tessa shrugged. "Five bucks is five bucks. Worth it."

I smiled. "Hell yeah."

We all grabbed our beer bottles and lifted them for a toast. But since we were too far from each other, we just raised them a little and drank.

Yeah.

This was good.

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"Evan."

I blinked awake. The ceiling wasn’t mine, and the blanket slled faintly like strawberries.

"You up?"

"Hmm?"

Jasmine was leaning over, shaking my shoulder. Morning light filtered through the curtains, and scrambled eggs drifted in the air. Behind her, Tessa was setting plates at the dinner table.

"Man..." I muttered, rubbing my eyes. "I fell asleep?"

"Yep." Jasmine smirked.

"The chick... the one with blue eyes," I asked groggily, thinking about the movie. "She die to the killer?"

"No." Tessa shut the fridge with a grin. "Plot twist. She was the killer."

"Damn," I said, pushing myself upright on the couch. "That’s a good twist."

"Co on, wash your face." Jasmine gestured toward the bathroom. "Breakfast is ready."

"Hmm. Sorry for crashing here." I stood, stretching.

"No worries," Jasmine said.

"I thought you’d rearrange our insides yesterday," Tessa said casually. "So I brought so toys. But we all knocked out."

"Jesus," Jasmine muttered, shooting her a look as she carried silverware. "Don’t say that while we’re about to eat."

"Sorry, sorry."

I walked to the bathroom, shut the door, and let out a long piss. Flush. Wash. Then I leaned closer to the mirror, wiping water off my chin.

"Huh... looking good. Thank you, Charm."

I stepped back out into the hall.

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Quest Available

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Title: Nom Nom Nom

Task: Make Jasmine or

Tessa give you a blowjob

while you eat.

Reward: 45EXP

Mystery Chest

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Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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My god. My fucking god. This was beyond perverted. They’d absolutely hate

if I even hinted at sothing like that. Getting a blowjob while eating breakfast? Couldn’t lie, it sounded hot as hell—but real life wasn’t a porno.

I swallowed hard and walked into the kitchen. They were laying out forks, plates, steaming eggs.

Did I really... have a chance of pulling sothing like that off?

I cleared my throat. "So... uh..."

"Mm?" Jasmine asked, glancing at

with that eyebrow raised.

"You know..." I rubbed the back of my neck. "It’s... I an, I would... you know."

"I... do not know," she said, arching one eyebrow higher. "What happened?"

"There’s this thing..." I muttered, shaking my head like I could push it away. "Nah... you know what, forget it."

"Just tell us. Don’t make us beg, sheesh," Tessa leaned forward, one hand on the table, her eyes pinning

down.

"Let’s say, hypothetically speaking," I began, heart thumping like a drum. "If we... I an, let’s say we’re eating, right? And—"

"Fucking hell!" Tessa interrupted. "Just spit it out!"

"I... I always wanted a woman to give

a blowjob while I eat," I blurted, my voice shaking as I finally admitted it. "I was wondering if we..."

My words died in my throat. I didn’t even finish the sentence. I actually said that. Out loud. To them. Fuck. The system’s quests were un-fucking-hinged. Absolutely insane. And the EXP? Jesus. It was tempting as hell.

Jasmine and Tessa exchanged glances, then back at , then at each other again. I could feel my face heating up, my palms sweating. Tessa let out a long exhale and dropped her head into her hands, shaking it in disbelief.

"He is just a big pervert, isn’t he?" Jasmine asked, smirking.

Tessa threw her hands up. "He is! I an... a blowjob while eating? What the hell is that even?"

"I’d understand most kinks," Jasmine said, still smirking. "But this... this is next level."

"Sit down, you big ol’ baby," Tessa said, straightening up. "I’ll do it. Let’s get your fantasy off the list, huh?"

"Really?" I asked, blinking in disbelief. "You... you’d actually do that?"

"You didn’t hear ?"

"You should eat first," I said. "I don’t want to ruin your al with... you know, my climax first."

"Such a thoughtful little creature," Tessa said, voice hardening. "Now sit the fuck down."

I obeyed imdiately, dropping into the chair like a nervous idiot. My legs were shaking. Tessa crouched, slid under the table, and stopped between my thighs. She looked up at

with that smirk, tongue flicking at her lips.

"Well?" she asked. "Unbuckle your damn pants."

"Oh... uh, yeah, yeah. Sorry."