The Scumbag's Guide To Heroism

Her lips met mine. Soft. Testing. Nothing like Sloane’s desperate hunger. This was controlled. Diane kissed like she did everything else—with absolute command of the situation.

My hands found her waist, feeling the silk of her nightgown under my fingers. She made a soft sound against my mouth, approval at my initiative.

"Sit," she ordered, pulling back slightly.

I sat beside her on the bed. The mattress sank beneath our combined weight, sliding us closer together.

Diane swung one leg over mine, straddling my lap in a smooth motion. Her nightgown rode up to her hips, leaving only thin lace between us. She settled her weight directly onto my erection, grinding slowly.

"Let me clarify something," she said, hands on my shoulders. "I know exactly what you’re doing with my daughter. I know exactly what you want from her." Her hips rolled forward. "But I need to know what you want from me."

The pressure was incredible. Her weight on my lap. The thin fabric between us. The fact that this was Diane fucking Fitzgerald grinding on me like a college girl.

"I—" My brain short-circuited.

"The truth, Lukas." Her hands moved from my shoulders to my face, holding me so I couldn’t look away. "What do you want?"

"You," I said simply. "Right now, I want you."

She smiled. Not her professional smile. Something darker. More genuine.

"Good boy." She kissed me again, deeper this time.

My hands slid up her thighs to her hips, feeling the curve of her ass under the silk. She rocked against me, creating friction that made thinking nearly impossible.

〘 Diane Fitzgerald – Temptation Gauge: 42% (+7%)

Status: Actively engaging, establishing dominance dynamic, testing boundaries

Recommendation: Allow subject to maintain perceived control while escalating physical contact. Subject responds positively to directness and honesty. 〙

Her gauge climbing seven points from proximity alone told me everything I needed to know about how far past professional concern we’d traveled. The System wasn’t insane. It was calculating. And right now, every variable pointed in exactly one direction.

Diane’s hands moved to my chest, pushing me backward until I lay flat on the bed. She remained on top, straddling me, her pink hair falling around her face.

"Now," she said, "about that hypothesis of yours."

She reached down between us, slipping her hand into my sweatpants again. Her fingers wrapped around me, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure.

"If physical intimacy enhances your powers," she continued, stroking slowly, "then we should test that theory thoroughly. For science."

Her hand moved steadily, up and down, twisting slightly at the top in a way that made my hips buck involuntarily.

"Look at me," she commanded when my eyes started to close.

I forced them open, meeting her gaze. Her blue eyes burned with intensity, pupils dilated with arousal.

"Tell me what you want to do to me," she said.

My mind raced through a thousand possibilities. Things I’d thought about late at night. Things I’d never admit to anyone. Things I definitely shouldn’t say to the woman who’d been raising me since I was eight.

"Everything," I said instead. "I want to do everything to you."

She smiled, satisfied with my answer. "Good. But first—" Her free hand moved to the neckline of her nightgown, pulling it down to expose her breast. "—I want your mouth here."

I leaned up, taking her nipple between my lips. She gasped, her hand tightening around my dick. I sucked harder, using my tongue in circles around the hardened peak.

"Yes," she breathed. "Just like that."

Her skin tasted like expensive lotion and salt. I moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention while my hands found her ass, squeezing the firm curves.

〘 Warning: Subject arousal increasing rapidly. Current climax trajectory: 12 minutes. Quest time remaining: 24 minutes. 〙

The notification flashed in my vision. Twelve minutes. I needed to slow down if I wanted to last long enough to complete the quest.

I moved one hand between us, pushing her panties aside to touch her directly. She was soaking wet, her arousal coating my fingers immediately.

"Fuck," she hissed, grinding against my hand. "You’ve done this before."

I hadn’t. Not in this body. But some skills apparently transferred cleanly from my previous life.

I circled her clit with my thumb while sliding two fingers inside her. Her inner walls clenched around me, hot and tight.

"More," she demanded.

I curled my fingers inside her, searching for the spot that would make her—

"There!" She threw her head back, grinding harder against my hand. "Right there."

I kept up the pressure, rubbing that spot inside her while my thumb continued working her clit. Her breathing became faster, less controlled. Small sounds escaped her throat, higher pitched than her normal speaking voice.

The System hadn’t been joking about her being close. I could feel her getting tighter around my fingers, her thighs trembling on either side of my hips.

"Wait," she gasped suddenly, grabbing my wrist to stop my movements. "Not yet."

She climbed off me, standing beside the bed. In one smooth motion, she pulled her nightgown over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her panties followed, leaving her completely naked.

Diane Fitzgerald stood before me without a stitch of clothing. Her body was perfect—curves in all the right places, skin smooth and flawless. No tan lines. Her pink hair fell past her shoulders, partially obscuring her breasts.

"Take those off," she said, nodding toward my sweatpants.

I stood and pushed them down along with my boxers, kicking them aside. Her gaze dropped to my erection, taking in the size and hardness.

"Impressive," she murmured. "Now lie back on the bed."

I obeyed, settling onto my back in the center of her massive bed. She climbed on top of me again, positioning herself over my dick without quite letting me enter her.

"Are you sure about this?" she asked, serious for a moment. "Once we cross this line, there’s no going back."

"I’m sure." I had never been more certain of anything.

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〘Traore’s Thoughts〙

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!