A deafening, rousing wave of announcements, like rolling thunder carrying blood-pumping heat, reverberated under the arena dome.
"Welcome back! Next up! The final Celestial King match is about to begin!"
The entire audience's passion was ignited once more, erupting in earth-shattering cheers, screams, and shouts like a volcanic eruption, nearly blowing the roof off the arena.
"The opponents are—"
The announcer dragged out the words, each syllable seeming to carry an electric current, washing over the audience's eardrums and nerves.
"From the Star Rail, the seeded contestant, Daziel!"
"And—"
The announcement suddenly stuttered unnaturally, like unstable electricity or some unknown interference.
"From... Punklorde, the Little Duckie King!"
After a brief silence, the announcement resumed smoothly, but with a distinctly strange and awkward undertone.
"Er... this Celestial King's real name seems to be data-encrypted, displaying only garbled text..." The announcer explained somewhat stiffly, trying to cover up the sudden anomaly.
"Let's give our warmest applause to welcome both contestants to the stage!"
Deafening applause erupted again, attempting to mask the brief awkwardness and confusion.
Hearing the moniker "Little Duckie King," Daziel's mouth twitched uncontrollably. An indescribable, subtle feeling washed over him.
This... this obvious codename, anyone could guess who it is immediately, right?
And they specifically emphasized 'from Punklorde'...
Who else could it be but Silver Wolf?!
Just as Daziel was rapidly pondering this, the light at the passage entrance distorted, and a figure slowly walked out from the shadows—it was indeed Silver Wolf.
She was casually chewing pink bubblegum. With her light steps, she blew one translucent bubble after another, the pink color reflecting glossily under the lights, puffing up and out.
Finally, as she reached the center of the field and stood still, pop! - it burst crisply.
Silver Wolf's appearance was like a spark falling into boiling oil, instantly igniting the entire audience's passion.
Cheers, screams, whistles rose and fell, deafeningly loud, almost overturning the entire arena.
Countless camera flashes flickered wildly, like a downpour, locking onto Silver Wolf's figure as if trying to record her every subtle expression.
Daziel lowered his voice, turned slightly, and took a few steps towards Silver Wolf. His sharp gaze scanned her with a hint of probing and confusion as he asked quietly.
"Is this your real body? Not a projection?"
Silver Wolf glanced up at Daziel out of the corner of her eye, a lazy, casual curve playing on her lips.
She retorted nonchalantly. "Of course it's my real body. I told you I'd come see you in person. How could a projection deal with the meme body?"
She spoke lightly as if discussing some trivial matter.
Daziel's brow furrowed slightly, his confusion deepening. He lowered his voice again, his tone becoming serious.
"But your identity... is this appropriate? This is being broadcast live across the universe, countless eyes are watching. Aren't you afraid something will happen?"
Silver Wolf waved dismissively, her purple hair swaying gently with the movement, as if talking about something insignificant, even slightly laughable.
"Relax, minor issue. I hacked their security system, tampered with the entry list, and tweaked the broadcast system a bit. Basic stuff, nothing difficult."
"Right now, the live feed shows a different virtual avatar. Here on site... we just need to finish quickly. I'm also worried about being recognized, it'd be troublesome."
Her tone was relaxed, as if hacking the Interastral Peace Corporation's security system and altering broadcast data was as simple as drinking water.
Daziel clicked his tongue, his mouth twitching slightly. He was astounded by Silver Wolf's audacity and skill, but also felt a sense of helplessness.
"You've really got guts," he shook his head, a sigh in his voice, "Just to remove the meme, couldn't you have found me privately? Why make such a huge scene?"
Silver Wolf's expression remained calm. She casually retorted in her youthful, cute voice.
"That'd be boring. If you don't play at the highest level of competition, what's the point of playing this game?"
She paused, her tone shifting slightly, carrying a hint of subtle regret. "But I can't take the championship. You have to be the one to win it..."
Daziel paused, baffled, asking confusedly, "Why do you say that?"
Silver Wolf shrugged, her delicate shoulders moving slightly, hands spread wide, indicating she didn't know either. "Elio said so. Don't ask me. He told me not to win the championship. I don't know the specific reason either."
Daziel nodded thoughtfully, murmuring softly as if to himself, or perhaps to the air. "Understood. Looks like it's not just Aha, even Elio is involved..."
Silver Wolf asked curiously, "What? What are you muttering about?"
Daziel shook his head, signaling it was nothing. "Nothing. Let's start the match quickly. Every extra second you stay here increases the danger and the risk of being recognized."
A playful look entered Silver Wolf's eyes as she watched Daziel, her lips curving upwards slightly with a teasing hint.
"Oh? Didn't realize you cared about me that much. Just like old times, huh~"
Daziel pursed his lips, replying helplessly, "I just don't want to get dragged into unnecessary trouble. As long as it's not like that time with Kafka, suddenly screwing me over again, I'll consider you Stellaron Hunters allies."
Hearing this, the smile on Silver Wolf's lips deepened. She asked, with a hint of probing,
"Kafka? Seems you really can't forget her. Let me ask you, do you want to know how Kafka is doing now?"
"..."
Daziel's heart stirred, like a stone dropped into a calm lake, sending out ripples. He blurted out, with a hint of barely concealed eagerness.
"Alright, alright, gossip time is over!"
But Silver Wolf suddenly cut him off, pointing to the center of the field, signaling the match was about to start. Her tone held a mix of urging and amusement.
"I'll tell you after you win the match. Bro, turn around. Got something to do, very urgent!"
Hearing this, although Daziel was still concerned about Kafka, he knew now wasn't the time to press the issue and could only temporarily suppress his questions.
Daziel turned and went to his side of the field.
Simultaneously and with tacit understanding, they tossed their coins. They traced silver arcs in the air, flipping rapidly before landing steadily back in their respective palms.
"I was actually just confirming the identity of this mysterious Celestial King with the higher-ups, and giving the two contestants time to interact..."
Almost at the same instant, the arena announcer's voice sounded again, speaking rapidly with a hint of fluster from being interrupted.
"Er, I didn't expect the contestants to be so eager! The match is impatiently waiting to begin! Well then, let's wait and see who will claim the final victory in this Celestial King battle!"
Silver Wolf attacked first. Her fingertips danced rapidly across the virtual console.
The Aether Spirit she controlled was exceptionally swift, like an arrow loosed from a bow. Her skills linked together smoothly, flowing like water, showcasing extremely high-level gaming skill and combat technique.
Daziel could feel that Silver Wolf's strength was indeed formidable.
Her operations were precise and delicate, her awareness advanced. She was a tier above the previous 'placeholder' Celestial Kings, even somewhat stronger than the gym leaders he had encountered before.
As expected of a professional hacker, and a top-tier gamer.
Silver Wolf's Aether Spirit attacked like a relentless tide, a continuous storm, but against Daziel's Mother of Deception, it seemed lacking, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
It could only barely hold on, struggling bitterly.
Time passed minute by second. The atmosphere in the arena grew increasingly tense.
Silver Wolf's Aether Spirit actually managed to stubbornly hold out against the Mother of Deception's fierce attacks for a full three minutes!
Daziel was slightly surprised. He had thought the battle would end easily, but it had unexpectedly reached a brief stalemate.
However, just as he thought the stalemate would continue, Silver Wolf's commands suddenly became conservative. Her previous sharp offensive ceased abruptly. She even made several basic mistakes, and her positioning became sluggish.
The Aether Spirit, which had been barely holding on, instantly lost its resistance as if its backbone had been removed. Its health bar plummeted visibly, hitting bottom in moments before it collapsed weakly, dissolving into a pile of data fragments in the air.
The stands immediately broke into an uproar. The previously deafening cheers were instantly replaced by confusion and disbelief. Murmurs surged like a tide.
Anyone could see that Silver Wolf's final actions were clearly throwing the match, and the signs were extremely obvious, even somewhat half-hearted.
Daziel frowned slightly, looking at Silver Wolf with confusion in his eyes and tone. "Seriously, isn't throwing the match this badly a bit much? Even the audience can tell. If you're going to act, at least commit to it. Try to look a little serious."
Silver Wolf shrugged nonchalantly, waving her hand casually, as if losing the match and throwing the fight were trivial matters. "What does it matter? I was going to lose eventually anyway. The process isn't important, as long as the result is the same. Let's go!"
With that, she turned decisively and walked towards the passage entrance, her movements crisp, without a hint of reluctance.
Watching Silver Wolf leave, Daziel was momentarily baffled. He could only shake his head helplessly and follow her towards the passage.
The arena announcer's voice sounded again, tinged with awkwardness and resignation.
"The battle is over. Although we don't know why, the contestant with the garbled name ultimately... choked. Her fighting spirit was weak, which is regrettable."
"However... let's congratulate the winner once again—Daziel! Congratulations on winning this Celestial King match! Will both contestants please proceed..."
"Eh? How come you both left before I finished speaking?" The announcer's voice even cracked slightly here, clearly surprised by the contestants' rapid departure.
But soon, the announcer forcibly resumed an enthusiastic tone, trying to salvage the situation.
"Alright, since the competition has successfully concluded, it's time for us to fulfill our promise! That's right! We truly have no more commercials!"
"However, we do have a brand-new corporate culture promotional video! Everyone is welcome to actively apply for jobs at the Interastral Peace Corporation, experience the blessing of 996 together, contribute to the company! Do your part for universal peace..."
However, before the announcement finished, it was drowned out by deafening boos and curses. Boos erupted from the stands, surging like a tsunami. Some even started shouting curses directly, all sorts of foul language filling the air.
Clearly, the audience was extremely dissatisfied and angered by the sudden corporate propaganda and the insincere "no commercials" claim.
Daziel and Silver Wolf entered the rest room, one after the other.
Silver Wolf walked straight to the bed without hesitation, flopped down onto it casually and lazily, as if she were in her own bedroom back in Punklorde. She turned slightly onto her side, propping her head up with her elbow, looking at Daziel.
"Let's get started quickly. I'll leave once we're done." Silver Wolf's slightly indifferent tone held a hint of urgency, as if she were just carrying out a routine task.
"You haven't answered my question yet." Daziel walked to the bedside, his gaze fixed on Silver Wolf's purple eyes, pressing again,
"Kafka... how is she doing now?"
Hearing Kafka's name, Silver Wolf's brow furrowed imperceptibly for a moment, then quickly smoothed out. She slowly sat up, turning her head slightly as if hiding something, her tone laced with impatience,
"Why are you always thinking about her? Isn't that rude? The one on the bed right now is me, you know?"
Daziel was momentarily speechless, frozen on the spot. This girl, she really speaks so directly it's hard to handle.
After a moment, Daziel shook his head and chuckled, "You're certainly open-minded..."
Silver Wolf shrugged nonchalantly, "What's there to be reserved about? You're practically becoming a savior. This kind of thing was bound to happen sooner or later."
She paused, her gaze becoming somewhat distant as if avoiding something, before continuing, "As for Kafka... she's fine. You'll see her eventually anyway..."
"No, I need to find her for something else..." Daziel quickly interrupted Silver Wolf. He wasn't just looking for Kafka to catch up; more importantly, there was the mission reward for 100% Corruption Value.
Ever since the Aetherium Wars storyline triggered, the system had gone quiet, issuing no new missions, which left Daziel somewhat puzzled. He had clearly been intimate with so many women already; based on the previous mission frequency, he should have been drowning in rewards by now. But now, there was nothing.
"Find her for what?" Silver Wolf turned her head, looking directly into Daziel's eyes, her tone carrying a subtle probing quality.
"Can't you ask me? If it's about Aetherium Wars or other game-related stuff, wouldn't it be more convenient to ask me?"
"No, it's not that, it's something else..." Daziel replied vaguely, his eyes shifting uncertainly. He couldn't just admit he was after the mission reward, could he?
"Hmph, fine, don't ask me then! I don't care anyway!" Silver Wolf seemed a bit angry now. Her tone turned cold and hard as she rolled over, turning her back to Daziel and ignoring him.
However, the instant she finished speaking, a crisp, pleasant system notification sound echoed in Daziel's mind.
"Ding!"
[Scanning in progress!]
[Scan successful!]
[New Target Acquired: Silver Wolf]
[Corruption Value: 0%]
[Mission: Increase Silver Wolf's Corruption Value to 50%]
[Mission Reward: Sensitivity Modifier]
[Sensitivity Modifier: Can be used on any female target to modify their sensitivity value. Range: 0~1000.]
Daziel froze, his mind blank. He had just been complaining about the system being inactive, how did a mission suddenly pop up? Is this system deliberately messing with me? And the target is Silver Wolf, 50% Corruption Value...
"Hey, wait!" Daziel quickly called Silver Wolf's name, his tone instantly becoming enthusiastic, as if all the previous awkwardness and hesitation had vanished.
"A moment ago, I really didn't need your help, but now I do..."
Silver Wolf slowly turned back, looking at Daziel quizzically, her eyes filled with confusion.
"What do you mean? What do you mean 'now you do'? How am I supposed to help you?"
Daziel took a deep breath, his gaze becoming intense and direct.
"Basically, just let me screw you!" Concise and blunt, without any concealment or pretense.
Silver Wolf froze upon hearing this, a blush instantly spreading across her delicate face. "Tch, isn't that the same thing? It's something we have to do anyway..." Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet carried an undeniable tremor.
Daziel ignored Silver Wolf's flustered reaction, pulling out the 'fire poker' from behind his back like a magic trick. He waved it in front of her, his tone somewhat coaxing.
"No, it's different. This time, we need to use this. Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. I've already tested it on someone."
To quickly grind 50% Corruption Value in a short time, the fire poker was undoubtedly the best choice.
Silver Wolf looked at the stick glowing with an eerie firelight in Daziel's hand, her expression troubled. Her delicate face showed resistance, her eyes revealed clear fear, and her voice trembled slightly. "Wh-what do you take me for?! I don't have that kind of fetish." She bit her lip tightly, as if deeply insulted.
Daziel studied Silver Wolf with interest, appreciating her current bashful appearance, and said slowly:
"You're clearly a shut-in, could've just worn anything casual. But you wore boots, and even fishnet stockings. Tsk tsk, I think you shouldn't be called Silver Wolf, maybe Lewd Wolf instead."
Hearing Daziel's blatant teasing, Silver Wolf was instantly overwhelmed with shame and anger, her delicate face flushing crimson. She gripped the bedsheet tightly, her voice laced with grievance and a coquettish whine,
"Ngh... How could you say that?"
"Just admit it, isn't it true?" Daziel leaned in close to Silver Wolf, almost pressing against her.
Silver Wolf bit her lip, looking at Daziel with complicated eyes. Ultimately, she couldn't withstand his forceful questioning. Like a deflated ball, she slowly lowered her head, her voice almost inaudible. "It... it is a little..."
"See! Told you!" Seeing Silver Wolf finally admit it, Daziel instantly brightened up, grinning widely. He grabbed Silver Wolf's wrist and pulled her up from the bed, though without using much force.
"I really do need your help now. You just said you were willing to help, you're not going back on your word, are you?"
Pulled up by Daziel, Silver Wolf's body swayed slightly. She made a token effort to struggle gently but surprisingly didn't break free from his grip. She sighed helplessly, her eyes filled with compromise and resignation, her tone softening.
"You win. I never said I'd go back on my word. Then... then be gentle." Her voice carried an unconcealable mix of shyness and anticipation.
Hearing Silver Wolf finally agree, Daziel chuckled, his tone flippant and smug.
"Hehe, relax! This 'fire poker' is more fun than a new game. It can even teach you how to ascend—Duang!"
"There was this girl about your height before, loved playing 'Celestial Jade Tiles'—don't know if you've played that game—anyway, after she got a taste of my 'fire poker', playing tiles dropped to second place in her heart."
Silver Wolf glanced skeptically at the stick emitting the strange glow, her eyes full of doubt and mistrust. "Is it really that amazing? I don't believe it."
Daziel didn't waste any more time and pushed Silver Wolf straight onto the soft bed. The 'fire poker' in his hand moved toward Silver Wolf's smaller body, resting on her belly.
Silver Wolf's gaze followed the "fire poker" with a mix of curiosity and apprehension. The skin on her belly prickled where the strangely hot object rested. Daziel smirked, a predatory glint in his eyes. He knew that the curiosity of a gamer like her would be hard to resist, even if fear was present.
"Don't believe it, huh?" Daziel murmured, his voice hoarse and low, leaning over her. "We'll have to do a 'gameplay test,' then."
Before Silver Wolf could protest, Daziel's agile fingers were already at work. He didn't bother being delicate with her clothes. The stylish jacket was yanked up, revealing everything that mattered, followed by her blouse, revealing a black lace bra that contrasted deliciously with her pale skin. So the hacker has a naughty side, Daziel thought, a smirk forming at the corner of his mouth. Boots and fishnets... this "Silver Wolf" is more like "Horny Wolf."
"H-hey! What do you think you're doing?!" Silver Wolf tried to get up, but Daziel pushed her back onto the sheets with one hand on her shoulder, while the other was already skillfully descending, unbuttoning her shorts.
"Doing a 'hardware analysis,' sweetheart," he replied, his voice thick with lust. The shorts and the lace panties that matched the bra soon joined the pile of clothes on the floor.
Silver Wolf lay there, exposed, with only her thigh-high boots and the fishnet stockings that climbed her thighs. A furious blush spread across her face, but her purple eyes shone with an excitement she tried, in vain, to hide. The sight of her like this, a mix of gamer girl and petite fatale, was pure dynamite for Daziel's libido.
He slowly ran the "fire poker" along the inside of her thigh, over the weave of the fishnet stocking. Silver Wolf held her breath, a shiver running through her body.
"Tick-tock, Wolfie," Daziel said, brushing the hot tip of the poker near the entrance of her intimacy, still covered by the thin stocking. "Ready for the 'tutorial'?"
She swallowed hard, her hardened nipples visible beneath the lace of her bra. "This... this isn't going to get me any 'achievements,' is it?" she retorted, trying to maintain her composure, but her voice came out a little shaky.
"Oh, it'll get you 'achievements' you didn't even know existed," Daziel promised. He pushed aside the fishnet on her pussy with the tip of the poker, exposing her pink, moist lips. "Phase one: terrain reconnaissance."
He pressed the tip of the poker lightly against her clit. Silver Wolf gasped, her legs instinctively squeezing together. An intense, vibrant heat began to spread through her pelvis.
"W-what... what the fuck is this?!" she stammered, her eyes wide. The sensation was completely new, electric.
"Advanced haptic feedback," Daziel chuckled. He began to move the poker in small circles, the vibration and heat gradually increasing. Moans began to escape Silver Wolf's lips, low and guttural at first, then sharper and uncontrollable.
"Ngh... ah... stop... Daziel... this is... ahhh!" She writhed under the poker's touch, her hands gripping the sheets, her fishnets rubbing against each other with her movements.
Daziel watched, fascinated. The way her body responded, the struggle between shame and pleasure etched on her face. He wanted more. He wanted to hear her scream.
He increased the poker's intensity. Silver Wolf threw her head back, a loud moan tearing from her throat as her first orgasm of this "gaming session" hit her with the force of a DDoS attack. Her body trembled violently, her legs contracting.
[Target Silver Wolf's Corruption increased by 5%]
[Current Corruption Value: 5%]
Is that all? I need more, Daziel thought, but a satisfied smile was already playing on his lips. The poker was truly efficient.
Before she could fully recover, Daziel tossed the poker aside for a moment. "Phase two: 'manual data insertion'," he announced, positioning himself between her legs. His cock, already rock-hard and throbbing with anticipation, found her entrance, still pulsing from the recent orgasm and slick.
"W-wait! No... no 'save point'?!" she gasped, still dizzy.
"No 'retry' here, Wolfie. Only 'game over' when I say so," he growled, and with a powerful thrust, he invaded her.
Silver Wolf screamed, a sharp sound that mixed the pain of the sudden invasion with the lingering pleasure. He was thick, filling her completely. The sensation of her tight walls around him was maddening.
He began to move, strong, deep thrusts, without mercy. The bed creaked under the impact of their bodies. Her fishnets rubbed against his thighs, a delicious friction. He gripped her hips, lifting them to deepen each penetration even further.
"Ah! Daziel! More... S-slower... No! Faster! Fuck!" Her words were a confused tangle of contradictory orders, her mind overloaded by the sensations.
"Make up your mind, Horny Wolf," he teased, giving her ass a resounding slap, the red mark appearing through the weave of the stocking. "You like being 'debuffed' like this, don't you?"
"Y-you... son of a... AHN!" She tried to insult him, but a louder moan interrupted her as he hit a particularly sensitive spot.
Daziel laughed, the sound hoarse and wild. He fucked her with a calculated fury, exploring every angle, every inch. He turned her onto all fours, the sight of her ass raised high, framed by the fishnets and the still-worn boots, was pure pornography. The pale skin contrasted with the black lace and leather, a sight that would make any man lose control. Daziel was certainly losing what little he had left.
"Look at you, 'Little Queen of Ducklings'," he panted, gripping her hips firmly and resuming the brutal thrusts from behind. "All spread open for me, begging for more 'input'."
"Sh-shut up... and fuck me right, you... you 'noob'!" Silver Wolf retorted, her voice broken by moans and the impact of his cock against her cervix. But inside, Silver Wolf, already melting with pleasure, screamed in her thoughts. "Fuck your little wolf hard!"
A sly little smile appeared on Silver Wolf's face; even in the midst of that madness, her competitive spirit wouldn't die.
"Noob?" Daziel laughed derisively. "I'll show you who the 'noob' is here, Wolfie." He pulled her hair back, forcing her to look over her shoulder at him, his face contorted into a mask of pure lust. "You're going to scream my name like it's the last 'cheat code' in the universe."
He increased the speed, each thrust deeper, wilder. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the room, an obscene symphony. Silver Wolf bit her lower lip so hard Daziel feared she'd tear it, but the moans continued to escape, louder and more desperate.
He felt her inner walls contract around his cock. She was close again.
"That's it, Wolfie! Cum for me! Show me how much you want this 'exclusive content'!" he snarled, delivering a hard slap to each of her buttocks, making her cry out.
"DAZIEL! AHHH! I'M GONNA... I'M GONNA...!" Her scream was like the sound of an "operating system" crashing, on the verge of a total "meltdown." Her whole body trembled, her hips bucking against him in a frantic rhythm.
With a final, strangled, high-pitched scream that tore through the air like an urgent "bug report," Silver Wolf came. Hard. Violent. Her body arched, legs stretched and trembled uncontrollably, her crotch tightening around him in powerful spasms. A hot, pulsating wave hit Daziel's cock, her cum gushing inside her, drenching everything. It was as if a "virus" had spread through her entire system, causing a pleasure "shutdown."
[Target Silver Wolf's Corruption increased by 15%]
[Current Corruption Value: 20%]
"Fuck...", Daziel panted, the predatory grin widening on his face. This was why he did it. That level of "feedback" was insane. She was limp, panting, her head bowed between her shoulders, fishnets half-tangled on her thighs, ass still red from the slaps. But her skin gleamed with sweat, and the way she clung to the sheets showed how deep the impact had been.
He wasn't going to stop now. Not fucking likely. He felt his cock swell even more inside her, responding to her release.
"Great 'benchmark,' Wolfie," he murmured, his voice hoarse with satisfaction and the lust that still consumed him. He slid his hand under her chest, holding her firm. Silver Wolf was still mostly limp, recovering, but the tightness inside her was a "magnet" he wasn't going to let go of.
With a fluid motion, he lifted her from the mattress. Her hips were still locked with his, his cock buried deep. She let out a small, surprised moan and instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, the fishnets brushing against his pants (if he'd been wearing any, but probably not, which made the sensation even rawer).
He held her in his arms, her body against his, her ass now cupped in his hands as he carried her. She was a light weight, a slender gamer's body, but incredibly powerful in the way her "lock" fit around him. Her head rested against his shoulder or lolled back, baring her sweaty neck.
"Hold on tight," he growled, and without missing a beat, he began to take slow steps across the room, adjusting his grip to penetrate her as he carried her. Each step was a gentle but deep thrust. The sensation was different now, more intimate, her weight in his arms, her body pressed to his, his cock sliding inside her with every movement. He felt her heart racing against his chest, or her bare breasts mashing there, her hard nipples brushing.
Silver Wolf was still limp, dizzy from the last orgasm, but the new position, the swaying, his cock moving slowly and relentlessly inside her as he carried her, was too much. Her arms tightened around his neck, not in defiance, but seeking support, her body yielding.
"Ngh... Daziel... what are you... uhn..." Her voice no longer held the attempted joke or defiance. It was pure vulnerability, punctuated by moans. Her grip inside him became less spasmodic and more constant, as if she were melting around him.
He didn't answer with words, only with more movement. He paused for a moment, holding her tight, and gave a deep, slow thrust, feeling it pulse inside her. Silver Wolf's body shuddered in his arms.
"Ah... Ahh! That..." a low sigh escaped her. Her purple eyes, once filled with sparks of defiance, were now half-closed, glazed with pure pleasure. The fight in her face was disappearing, replaced by a forced surrender, a yielding to what her body was feeling.
Daziel pressed her against him and resumed his steps, picking up the pace slightly. Now the thrusts were firmer, more rhythmic. Swaying her as he walked, fucking her with each step. Silver Wolf's head lolled back, her neck arched, a continuous moan escaping her lips.
"Daziel... stop... don't stop... Ahh... Ah! Please..." The words were a confused entreaty, her hands now gripping his hair with desperate strength. She was no longer in control. Her body was just sensation, just the beat of his cock inside her, the sway, the heat.
He carried her to the edge of the bed, stopping there, still fucking her in his arms. His cock slammed deep, hitting bottom, and he held her, feeling her body curve, seeking more pressure, more depth. He tilted her back slightly, looking at her face, lost in pleasure, her lipstick smeared, eyes closed, mouth half-open releasing hot air and low moans.
"You like it, don't you, Wolfie?" he murmured, his voice hoarse. "Like being fucked like this, carried like a doll?"
A louder moan was her only answer, and she tightened her legs around him, her hips moving instinctively, trying to dig deeper.
The sight and sensation of having her completely surrendered in his arms, her body trembling with anticipation, her juices flowing inside with his every move, was the final trigger.
He felt his erection swell even more, pulsing with the need to take her to the absolute limit. The sight of her, surrendered, vulnerable in his arms, fucked with what little control he had left.
With a quick step, he reached the edge of the bed. Without unnecessary delicacy, but without hurting her, he released her from his arms, letting her weight carry her back to the mattress. His cock remained embedded, the friction of the movement tearing a moan of surprise and mixed pain from Silver Wolf.
She fell back onto the sheets, and Daziel threw himself on top of her in the same instant, pinning her with his body weight. His cock sank even deeper with the impact.
"Ah! Ngh...!" She arched her back, a cry muffled by heavy breathing.
Now, with her body immobilized beneath his, the bed providing the necessary support, Daziel began to fuck her for real. The thrusts were brutal, relentless. The sound of flesh slapping filled the room – PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! – a fast, almost violent rhythm. He gripped her hips hard, lifting them to deepen each penetration, digging his fingers into her pale skin.
Silver Wolf could no longer form words. Her lips parted, releasing only pure, animalistic moans, which soon turned into hoarse screams. Her whole body trembled, muscles contracting under his weight and assault. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, seeking support or perhaps trying to trap him inside her forever.
He felt his cock hammering against her cervix, a constant, powerful beat that made her shudder. The tightness inside her was insane, each thrust a delicious hell that brought her closer and closer to breaking. She writhed, her head thrashing from side to side on the sheets, her silver hair splayed out.
"That's it... cum again... break for me, Wolfie!" Daziel snarled, his voice distorted by lust. He increased the intensity, pounding hard and fast, giving no respite.
"AH! AHH! D-DAZIEL! GO! AHHH!" Her scream was desperate, at its limit. There was no more shame, only the overwhelming need for release.
He felt her walls clench around him, tighter than before. A wave of heat surged through his body.
With a final, deep, powerful thrust, Daziel hit the right spot. Silver Wolf screamed, a rending sound that seemed to break something inside her. Her entire body stiffened and trembled violently, her legs clamping around him with convulsive strength, her cum gushing from within her in long, incessant spasms. It was a total orgasm, one that left her completely limp, flaccid, panting beneath him.
[Target Silver Wolf's Corruption increased by 20%]
[Current Corruption Value: 40%]
Daziel gasped, feeling her wave, the sensation of having completely broken her under his touch. He remained buried in her for a moment, feeling her body relax and tremble softly beneath his. His weight kept her there, immobilized on the bed, a sweaty, panting mess of pleasure.
His cock was still hard, throbbing inside her. This was not the time to stop.
Without pulling out, Daziel propped himself up on his elbows, looking down at her face. Her silver eyes were now half-open, glazed, her breath short and ragged. A faint, almost doped smile played on her lips. Was she... satisfied? Broken? Both.
He shifted slightly, feeling his cock glide in her wetness.
"Not over," he murmured. Carefully, but firmly, he sat up on the bed, still embedded in her. Silver Wolf moaned softly at the movement, her body heavy with pleasure. He gripped her by the hips and lifted her, pulling her to sit on his lap, still completely connected to him.
Her legs, with the fishnets and boots, dangled or wrapped loosely around his waist. Her limp body adjusted to his, sitting facing him, his cock still drowned in the wet tightness of her post-orgasmic interior.
He held her by the waist, her soft, sweaty skin under his hands, and pulled her closer, her body yielding, her head resting on his shoulder or his chest. The heat between them was intense, the sound of their breathing the only noise besides the rustle of sheets and the slight creak of the bed. The feeling of having her there, limp and submissive on his lap, his cock still pulsing inside her, was a different kind of power. A total possession.
Silver Wolf was still somewhat limp, her head resting on his shoulder, her body flaccid with pleasure. But the heat between them was a furnace, and Daziel's cock still throbbed, buried deep within her, a constant reminder of what had just happened and what could continue to happen. Her breathing began to calm a little, the tremors subsiding to slight residual spasms.
Slowly, Silver Wolf's silver eyes opened. There was no more fury or panic, just a haze of pleasure and... something else. Curiosity? Recognition? Her gaze drifted down, focusing where their bodies joined. She felt the hard, warm mass inside her, his shape pulsing gently.
A slight smile, half-groggy but genuine, appeared on her lips. The haze of pleasure hadn't completely erased the gamer hacker.
"Hmm... this 'hardware' is... interesting," she murmured, her voice low and hoarse, almost a whisper. Her slender fingers, which moments before had desperately clutched his hair, now slid down Daziel's thigh, the tip of a finger brushing below her own navel where the head of his cock seemed to be.
She moved her hips slightly, feeling his cock shift inside her. Her eyes rose to meet Daziel's, a mischievous glint beginning to return, mixed with the doped sweetness of orgasm.
"Let me... let me play with this 'thick joystick'," she proposed, the phrase coming out with a slight uncertainty, like someone asking permission to test a new feature, but with a clear hint of naughtiness.
Daziel felt a wave of heat and triumph course through him. Surrendered, yes. But her essence was still there, recontextualizing everything in her world. And he loved it. That competitive invitation, in that state... it was pure gold.
He released her hips, allowing her to slide smoothly from his lap onto the mattress, maintaining the connection for an instant, his cock slipping out with a wet, heavy sound, making a distinct, sucking pop. Silver Wolf knelt on the bed in front of him, her body still a little shaky, the fishnets and boots forming an insane frame around her pale legs.
Her gaze was fixed on his cock – hard, throbbing, slick with her fluids. The gamer's curiosity about the "new hardware" was palpable. She reached out, her fingers brushing against the hot, rigid skin, tracing a bulging vein.
"Wow... it's quite... 'hardcore'," she murmured, genuine surprise in her voice.
Then, without further hesitation, she leaned in. It wasn't the technique of a "pro"; it was the exploration of a curious hacker. Her small, pink tongue emerged, licking the head of his cock. Daziel gasped, the sensation electric. She licked again, tasting him, the sweat, and a bit of her own fluids.
"Hmm... different taste," she commented, more to herself than to him, her tongue continuing its exploratory work, sliding along the slit, circling the tip. "Wonder if it'll fit in my little mouth? Well… it fit in my pussy so…" Her body, still sensitive and charged with post-orgasmic energy, seemed to vibrate with every touch.
She opened her mouth, hesitant at first, and took the head of his cock. It wasn't deep, but the tightness of her lips, the wet tongue, was maddening. She pulled back a little, then tried to swallow more, the effort visible on her face.
"Ngh... uhn..." Low moans began to escape Silver Wolf, no longer of pain or struggle, but a mixture of effort, discovery, and reflected pleasure. She bobbed her head slightly, trying to find a rhythm, her mouth hot and tight around him.
Daziel watched from above, one hand on his own cock, guiding her lightly by the head, the other stroking her silver hair. The sight of Silver Wolf there, on her knees, her face concentrated, her mouth working him, the fishnets and boots creating a perfect contrast, was an "unlock" for fetishes he hadn't known he had with such force.
"That's it, Wolfie. Testing the 'input'," he whispered, his voice hoarse.
She swallowed more, her throat working. It wasn't perfect; there were slight gags, caught breaths, but the willingness, the "naughty" exploration, transformed it into a unique experience. She looked up for an instant, her silver eyes meeting his, and a sly smile crossed her face before she returned to her work, her tongue and lips focused on making him groan.
The pace quickened. She seemed to learn fast, her movements becoming more confident. Her mouth became a hot vacuum, sucking, licking, tightening, making Daziel growl. He felt the tension building rapidly, the release imminent.
"Good girl... suck it... suck it all!" he grunted, his hand on her head now pressing her down lightly, guiding her deeper.
Silver Wolf obeyed, swallowing as much as she could, the base of his cock hitting her chin. The sound of her throat working, her eyes half-closed with effort and pleasure.
The sight of her there, kneeling, the "Horny Wolf" dominating the "thick joystick," was enough. Daziel felt the final wave.
With a loud, strong groan, he came. Spewing his hot, thick fluid deep into Silver Wolf's throat. She gagged slightly but swallowed it, her throat contracting, her cheek puffing out for an instant before she gulped it all down.
He pulsed inside her mouth for long seconds, emptying himself completely. Silver Wolf's body went limp beneath him, her head lolling forward as she finished swallowing.
With a wet sound, she slowly pulled away, her mouth glistening, a trickle of cum escaping the corner of her lips and falling onto the sheet.
Silver Wolf looked at Daziel, then at his cock, now soft and dripping, and finally at the trickle on her chin and on the sheet. A blush crept up her neck, but the "naughty" smile was still there.
"Heh... 'achievement unlocked'," she murmured, her voice a little hoarse, before falling to the side, exhausted and satisfied, lying on the messy mattress, breathing heavily, fishnets and boots still on, her body marked and fucked, but with the glow of someone who had just beaten the "final boss."
And so it went on for two hours with Silver Wolf's inexperienced blowjobs — Daziel fucking her in various positions, never tiring of her naughty body, those muffled moans, the expression on her face as she reached orgasm — everything about her was perfect.
[Target Silver Wolf Corruption Value Increased by 10%]
[Current Corruption Value: 50%]
[Mission Complete. "Sensitivity Modifier" reward has been delivered. Please check.]
[Sensitivity Modifier: Can be used on any female target to modify their sensitivity value. Range: 0~1000.]
[Please continue your efforts, Host. Now Silver Wolf has truly become Lewd Wolf!]
After an unknown amount of time, the commotion in the room finally subsided, and everything returned to calm.
Looking at Silver Wolf on the bed, clad only in sexy fishnet stockings, and hearing the crisp system notification, his lips curved into a satisfied smile.
Silver Wolf lay limply on the bed as if completely drained of strength, staring blankly at the ceiling. Her chest heaved dramatically, clearly not yet recovered from the intensity. Her delicate face was covered in glistening beads of sweat, a few damp strands of hair stuck messily to her cheeks. She looked disheveled, yet possessed a certain endearing charm.
"Alright, no problems now, right?" Silver Wolf's voice was hoarse and weak, filled with exhaustion, but listening closely, one could detect a faint hint of satisfaction and relaxation.
Daziel was in high spirits, his tone much lighter. "No problem at all! Thanks so much this time! Little Lewd Wolf."
Silver Wolf struggled to sit up, her movements slow and stiff as if her body wasn't her own. She picked up her scattered clothes, glancing at Daziel with a look combining shyness and blame.
"By the way, be careful."
"Careful of what?" Daziel asked, confused.
The shyness in Silver Wolf's eyes faded slightly, replaced by a hint of seriousness. "When I hacked their backend security system, I accidentally glimpsed the current champion's data. Her Aether Spirit... has major issues."
She paused here, a layer of worry clouding her delicate brow. "I wanted to look deeper into the specifics, but I found the core parts had extra encryption measures. Cracking it would be quite tricky and time-consuming, so I didn't pursue it further for now."
"They actually have internal records of it? That's truly intriguing..." Daziel muttered softly to himself,
"Maybe... the company is manipulating everything behind the scenes. They might have even directly helped Sparkle modify her data!" His brow furrowed, and he grew wary internally. Looks like the situation is deeper than I imagined.
As Silver Wolf slowly tidied her clothes, she said calmly:
"The amount of time I can control their system isn't long. Helping you this time was already pushing the limits. Otherwise, if I had a few hours, I could even directly modify the data in the backend for you, letting you win easily. As it stands now... you can only hope for the best."
"I understand. I'll be extra careful. Thanks for the heads-up this time." Here, Daziel paused, his tone shifting from serious to flippant, "Next time we meet, wear fishnets on both legs. Longer ones. A bodysuit would be best."
"Tsk! Dream on!" Hearing this, Silver Wolf's face flushed with shame and anger. She glared fiercely at Daziel and continued through gritted teeth— "Don't think just because I did this with you, I'll obey you unconditionally."
Before her words faded, Silver Wolf fled the room as if escaping a plague.
Daziel watched Silver Wolf's somewhat flustered retreating figure with amusement, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
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