The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

Kaisen felt a shiver run through his body, like a colony of ants had decided to throw a rave in his bloodstream. He winced, clutching the spot where she had stabbed him.

The needle was long gone, but Kara's gaze was still locked onto him, like she was trying to download his entire soul through his eyes.

"What the fuck did you inject me with?!" he demanded, his voice a mix of confusion and irritation.

Kara's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Relax, naughty boy. It's just a simple medi stick. Let the chemicals do their thing, and in no time, you'll be all fixed up. Just relax and enjoy..."

As she whispered, her ass wiggled and ground against him, turning his situation from painful to painfully pleasurable.

Kaisen's brain was short-circuiting, torn between the rapid healing coursing through his veins and the erotic torment of her tight leather-clad body pressing into his.

He could barely form a coherent thought with her hot breath tickling his face. Any other woman, and he would have already flipped her over and taken control, broken bones be damned.

But this one? This dangerous, delicious vixen? He didn't dare.

"Just endure this? Easy for you to say," he muttered, feeling his body knitting itself back together with alarming speed.

'You're not the one with a dick about to snap from sheer pressure. Fucking hell, this bitch is driving me insane...'

Kara's smile widened, and she leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against his ear.

"Oh, poor baby. Can't handle a little attention?" she teased, her voice dripping with mock sympathy.

"Yes, the rumors are indeed true. You really look like him, don't you? I'd say you're actually hotter than him... same face, but different eyes..." she purred, leaning down as if she wanted to get a closer look at his eyes.

"Yours are playful and looking for trouble, but your brother's... those eyes belong to someone ambitious and cruel... so tell me, boy..."

She rocked her hips slowly, grinding his hard cock through her leather outfit, the heat from her pussy practically searing through the fabric. His dick throbbed, desperate to pierce through the barrier and plunge into her wet depths.

"...which one are you? Playful, who just wants fun, or ambitious and cruel?"

Kaisen felt the weight of her words, knowing this wasn't just a casual question. It was a test, a challenge wrapped in seductive temptation.

'Playful? Ambitious? Cruel?'

Kaisen thought, feeling the pressure of her hips and the intensity of her gaze. He was a man who lived for fun and wanted a life free of worries, unlike his brother, who was driven by ambition and ruthlessness.

But they were both different, unique in their own ways.

He took a moment, locking eyes with her, his blush fading as he held her gaze confidently. This reaction made her smile widen, clearly enjoying the game they were playing.

"Why choose?" he replied with a smirk. "I can be both. Playful enough to keep things interesting, ambitious enough to get what I want, and maybe a little cruel if you push the right buttons."

Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his skin.

"So, you want to enjoy both fruits of life, huh?" she teased, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction.

"...I prefer the term, being the devil of my own world," he said with a devilish grin.

She giggled, a sound that sent shivers down his spine. Every second with her was like an intoxicating game he couldn't resist. "Then you would be perfect. Well then, naughty boy, how about we play a game?"

She ground faster against him, her hot pussy rubbing through the tight leather, making his dick throb with need.

"That depends on what you're planning to do with me. I can assume this has something to do with my brother. If you're here to tell me to kill him—"

"Oh no no... nothing like that... why would I want my cute devil to do something like that?" She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear.

"Then?" Kaisen asked, his curiosity piqued, his hands moving towards her hips. Kara didn't stop him. His fingers rested on her hips, caressing the supple leather-clad flesh. Her smile widened.

"Your brother sent me here... to fetch you. He was worried they would get to you first since you're such a reckless fool."

The words hit him like a bucket of ice water, not out of pain, but sheer annoyance. If anyone was the fool here, it was definitely Kayden, his clueless brother who probably had no clue what kind of trouble he was stirring up.

Yet, despite the annoying little details, Kaisen had to admit, he was pretty damn glad Kayden sent this vixen to rescue him. Without her, he'd be six feet under, rather than enjoying this deliciously distracting moment.

'But why the hell did Kayden send you? I bet he's going to want something in return, otherwise, he'll use this against me every chance he gets.'

Kayden was always a damn brat who somehow always managed to outdo him, and now it looked like he was going to pay the price.

"To think my brother actually sent someone to save me... That's a twist I didn't see coming," he said, his voice dripping with ironic amusement.

Kara's laughter was like a seductive melody as she started to rock against him, her movements smooth and rhythmic, like she was dancing on top of him.

"You two are really different... Same face but worlds apart in personality. It's almost funny..." she purred.

"Well, Kayden's always been a fucking asshole, screwing up everything he touches," Kaisen replied, his tone laced with frustration.

Kara raised an eyebrow, her sensual smile never faltering.

"Then what kind of asshole are you, naughty boy~"

Her words were like the sweet promises of a siren, luring sailors to their doom, but in this particular case, Kaisen was more than ready to be robbed blind.

"I'm the type of asshole that stretches another asshole... literally and figuratively...if you know what I mean..." he said with a teasing smirk, and Kara's eyes lit up with amusement.

"Interesting. Very interesting. I like it... hahaha..."

She threw her head back and laughed, her boobs bouncing like joyful puppies in front of Kaisen's face. He stared at them with hungry eyes, barely able to keep his tongue in his mouth.

Not to mention, she started to pick up the pace on her grinding. She was swirling her hips and riding him like she was in a rodeo, really working that dick like a pro.

'Here it comes... She's going to ask me something impossible, isn't she? Always has been that way anyway.'

Kaisen thought, half-expecting her to challenge him to lasso a unicorn or something equally absurd.

"Then, how about we play a game, naughty boy? And don't worry... the prize is worth the effort..." she purred, her voice dripping with seductive promise.

Kaisen, who was already healed by the medi stick that had been injected into him, felt a surge of excitement.

He didn't even notice his body mending its own broken bones; he was too busy staring at the sexy bombshell grinding on his dick like she was churning butter in the old-fashioned way.

"Game? What type of game?"

Kaisen asked with a smirk, feeling the pressure on his cock build as Kara rode him like a jockey at the Kentucky Derby. His balls tightened; he was close to the edge.

"Oh, it's simple, you just have to s—"

Kara began, edging him closer to the brink. He was ready to cum, anticipating the sweet release and the post-nut clarity to either reject or accept her terms.

Scratch~ scratch~

A screeching sound, like nails on a chalkboard, echoed from behind the broken car. Kara stopped grinding, her slutty smile replaced with a serious expression.

'Ah, fuck, a little more and I could've fucking cummed.'

Kaisen cursed his luck. Quick as a cat, Kara leaped from on top of him to the top of the car with inhuman agility.

Kaisen wasn't fazed by the leap; in a world where you could install a wing module to fly around, with enough Credits, nothing surprised him.

"Ah, an intruder peeping on our secret conversation...tsk, tsk."

Kara's teasing voice returned, her tone dripping with mischief. From her relaxed stance, Kaisen knew whatever was behind the car wasn't a real threat.

He watched her reach out as quickly as a cat and grab something.

When she lifted it into view, Kaisen frowned at first, then burst into laughter, clutching his stomach as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world.

He knew who it was. Of course, he knew. How could he not remember?

Kara held up a small, scruffy cat with wide, bewildered eyes. "Look what we have here, a little voyeur," she said, chuckling.

Kaisen wiped a tear from his eye, his laughter subsiding into amused chuckles. "Of course, it's you," he said, shaking his head.