Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball

Jinzo's head was reeling, his heart pounding like it might explode as he pieced together the snippets of conversation, like fragments of a puzzle he never even knew was there.

A plan? For real? From the very beginning?

Rei pulling the strings, Nash playing the hero, they'd been manipulating everyone all along. How the fuck had he missed it?

A faint rustle in the shadows took his attention away.

He narrowed his eyes at the corner, spotting Aiko curled up there, half-hidden behind a chair, her hand pressed over her mouth to muffle any noise.

Her eyes were huge, fixed on the chaos, her other hand twitching at her side, thighs clenched like she was wrestling some inner storm.

She'd been watching too? Why the hell is she here? How long?

She must've been there from the start. Maybe she'd seen the whole damn show; her face said as much.

Out of all the girls, she was the one who'd grabbed his attention. Aside from that gross moment with Nash, she seemed like an innocent thrown into a den of wolves.

Maybe she wasn't even experienced with sex, and this was her first glimpse? At least she wasn't obsessed with Nash like his weirdo girlfriend.

Jinzo locked eyes with her for a split second, gesturing subtly, waving low, mouthing "It's okay", trying to calm her without giving himself away.

He saw her as this pure soul in a rotten setup. Nash had already stolen her first kiss, but not her virginity.

And thank God, he'd unleashed his lust on Hina instead.

The thought of it being this poor Aiko on that monster dick was horrifying... and weirdly hot. But she was safe. He still had a chance.

He had to win her over before Nash could touch her.

He pointed at himself, then her, striking a protective pose, his eyes begging: I'm here, you're good.

The perfect guy, caring, gentle. Who wouldn't fall for that?

Aiko glanced his way, her face shifting as she took him in, then she deliberately turned, ignoring him flat out, her cheeks burning brighter as she zeroed back in on Nash and the showdown.

Jinzo tried again, more desperate, flailing both hands, mouthing her name and pointing to the exit like, Get the hell out!

He even risked a soft finger snap, but she shook her head just enough, eyes dodging, body stiffening like she was mentally yelling at him to zip it.

Why's she blowing me off? Come on, Aiko, look at me!

He wanted to drag her out so she wouldn't see that hypnotic dick. All the women lost it over the thing; he couldn't let her tumble too, not when his crush was hitting peak.

But she hugged her arms tighter, stare glued ahead, cheeks flushing deeper. She even looked pissed.

These virgins and their damn curiosity...

The idea ate at him, but he couldn't push it further; Rei and Nash would spot him.

The vibe was crystal clear: stay invisible, or else...

Rei leaned closer, her breath coming quicker.

"Guilty? That's your big line? You strut in here like you're untouchable, but you're just a lucky asshole. We set this trap flawlessly. You're nothing but a dick on legs with an ego."

Nash laughed, his hands kneading Hina's ass, hips snapping up into her, drawing sharper moans.

"Please, your 'flawless' trap is stuck on my dick. Ego? Coming from the chick hiding behind her girls 'cause she can't handle real cock. Look what you've turned this dumb bitch into."

Rei snarled, eyes on fire.

"You cocky shit, flipping one whore changes nothing? Guys like you are easy as hell, horny morons we snap with a smile. You got lucky once, but tomorrow? I'll smash you on the court and own your ass."

Nash's smirk grew wider.

"Horny morons? You mean Drex and Mac? Sure, against scrubs you might win, but they're disposable anyway. Your plan will fail if you can't cut the strongest link in the chain, so what's your next move? Have Hina and Kai fuck them all day? Right before the big match? Knock yourself out. Can't wait to see that backfire."

He traced a finger down Hina's spine, making her shudder.

"But... I doubt she'll be up for it tomorrow. Guess you'll have to try cocks again."

Rei jerked back.

"You filthy pig! Step up to cock? I'd rather die. This ends tomorrow. And since you're so confident, let's bet it all, no tricks, no cheap play. Loser becomes the winner's toy."

She leaned in, eyes blazing.

"Hope you've got lube, 'cause my strap-on's longer than your dick, and I can't wait to ream you in front of your team."

Nash thrust harder, Hina's moans spiking to screams.

"You'll eat those words, dyke. Deal, and when I win, I'll fuck the lesbian outta you... or let Mac and Drex double-team ya."

Rei's eyes bulged.

"You wouldn't, you twisted fuck. Tomorrow, you'll choke on it, on your knees."

Hina whimpered louder, hips grinding wild.

"Mmmh... can I get it too?... ahh..."

That snapped Rei's patience.

"Enough crap. Hina, get off him, you stupid slut!"

She lunged, snatching Hina's arm and hauling her up with shocking force.

Hina yelped, arms flailing as she popped off Nash's cock with a slick, wet sound, sticky strings snapping between them.

"Y-You... Unhand me! Unhand me at once, vile lesbian creature! Hands off!"

Nash lounged back, chill as ever, his slick, rock-hard dick bobbing in the air like a giant fuck-you, cooling in the dim light.

Hina staggered, legs jelly, cum trickling down her thighs, but Rei dragged her to the door without mercy.

"My perfect cock... Do something... butt bandit... don't let the dyke split us..." Hina called back to Nash like a lovesick fool, half-giggling, half-crying, as Rei yanked her out. "This isn't over, I'm always open for you... literally..."

Rei fired one last death glare at Nash.

"Tomorrow, on the court. Don't drop your balls, dickhead."

She slammed the door, Hina's whines echoing down the hall.

The room fell dead silent, Nash apparently alone.

He stretched out on the sofa, arms behind his head, his still-throbbing cock gleaming proudly in the low light.

"Well, getting chilly now," he muttered with a smug grin. "But hey, revenge tastes sweet."

He shifted, mulling the match ahead.

Rei's pissed, but predictable. They used this strategy because they aren't the best on the court. If I play it well, I can win it. I've got enough skills for that.

Jinzo, still lurking, jumped at the chance to signal Aiko again, waving like mad, mouthing "Aiko! Bail!", but he bumped a spoon, sending it clattering softly.

Nash's head whipped up, eyes turning toward the kitchen.

"What the—?"

Jinzo clamped his mouth, frozen, pulse hammering.

Aiko shot him a killer glare, eyes yelling You idiot! before looking away.

Nash chuckled, leaning forward.

"Okay, I killed that show. But if you're creeping, at least tip, especially girls. I could go for another round, so come out... Kai."

He tensed for Kai's appearance; she was the second seductress of their team, so if Rei was there, Kai should be there too.

He knew at least that someone was there, so there was no point hiding anymore. Aiko sucked in a breath and stepped out, shoulders squaring despite her blush.

Nash blinked once he saw her.

What the... her?

Among all the possibilities, this might have been the worst. She, who he was supposed to befriend, seeing his darkest side again.

She stopped a few feet from Nash, arranging a stray lock of hair behind her ear, her fingers trembling slightly.

Nash blinked, caught off guard, his eyes widening briefly as he sat up straighter.

The room fell into an awkward silence, Nash's exposed in the center, and Aiko's gaze fixed determinedly on his face, though her peripheral vision focused on something else.

Finally, taking a deep breath, she spoke.

"N-Nash Blaze... I... I've seen you now. In your t-true light."

Nash blinked once. Aiko kept going, her blush deepening.

"You're... you're not just some cocky player. You're tough, r-really tough. I underestimated you, thinking you were all talk, but... but after what I just witnessed, the way you played them... it's clear you're really dangerous. To my friends, to every woman."

Nash blinked more. What the hell was she talking about? True light? Underestimate?

The poor guy came here to be a friend and got manhandled so badly that he developed a resistance to alcohol just to avoid living with that humiliation. What about being a danger to women? He innocently seduced them through suspicious ways, but at least he was rarely the one engaging the pounding.

Then, he noticed some details on her body: the deepening blush, the way her gaze kept flicking back to his dick, her thighs shifting subtly.

Was she...

She was a complicated character, but he had noticed earlier a strange duality in her actions and desires. He quickly checked her stats.

Affection: 25%

Lust: 65%

Trust: 20%

That was surprising.

She had little affection or trust toward him, but her lust was always through the roof.

She was playing tough, but her moves and words were those of an amateur, and she couldn't even look away from Nash's cock.

So, you don't like me, but I excite you? You're a real enigma...

At least, not everything was lost; if he could play it smart, there was a way to get through her, and with her system at his disposal, she was practically in the palm of his hand.

He met her gaze evenly, his tone shifting to genuine warmth, treating her as an equal rival, just what she needed.

"Aiko, that's an insightful, sharp observation. You're right; I don't show all my cards up front. But you saw through it, didn't you? You're really the most interesting person in your group, I've underestimated you."

Aiko blinked, caught off guard.

"W-Well... yeah, I mean, it's obvious now. The way you... um... flipped the plan... It's not just brute force. You're... calculated. I expected that from you."

Nash nodded, leaning in slightly.

"Oh, aren't you the secret genius of your team? Always spotting the angles, outthinking everyone. I've seen it in your matches; you anticipate moves before they happen. Underrated, but not by me. You're the one who could really challenge me, push my limits like no one else."

Her blush deepened, eyes widening in surprise, but she puffed up a bit, falling for the flattery.

"D-Don't think buttering me up changes anything. I... I see through that too. You're just... lucky. Anyone could see through that mess."

He's... praising me? He's really praising me?! No one's ever called me the standout before... Uh... wait, stupid, don't let it show... don't smile... I know, I'll just won't look in his eyes...

She tried to look away, only for her gaze to land on his exposed, veiny cock, glistening with remnants of his earlier conquest.

She shifted her weight, thighs pressing together subtly.

Why's it so... big? And hard? What kind of weirdo get hard in front of someone? At least cover yourself...

Nash kept going, voice smooth as silk.

"Lucky? Maybe. But you're the genius who spotted it first. Underrated brains like yours? That's what wins championships. I'd love to pick your mind sometime, learn from the best."

Aiko huffed, turning her head away to hide the growing flush, but her gaze darted back.

"S-Stop saying that! I'm not... the best or whatever. You're just trying to butter me up."

Nash nodded, leaning in with a genuine smile.

"Butter you up? Nah, it's the truth. You're the secret weapon of Baby-Boom, I can see that, the one who sees the plays before they unfold. Rei might lead, but you? You're the brain powering it all. How do you do it? Spot those weaknesses so fast?"

Aiko faltered, her wall cracking as she uncrossed her arms briefly, then recrossed them tighter.

"W-Well... it's not that hard. I just... pay attention. Unlike some people who charge in blindly."

Wait... he's really interested? In my stuffs? No one's asked me that before... is he serious?... That... thing... so huge... Oh come on, stop staring!

Meanwhile in his darkness, Jinzo's panic spiked, his whisper barely audible.

Oh please, please! Not her, not this one too! Someone, anyone, please stop him!

But his pleas were dying in darkness. Nash chuckled softly.

"Pay attention? Understatement. You're a step ahead, always. Like in that last match against the Vipers, you called that fake-out perfectly. Impressive. Makes me want to test myself against you more."

Aiko's blush deepened, a shiver running through her as her eyes dipped again, lingering longer this time.

"Y-You watched that? It was... nothing special. Anyone could've... Aah no, no, no! Pause! Stop flattering me when you're... you're sitting like that. Put some clothes on, you pervert! It's... it's indecent!"

Nash blinked innocently, glancing down at himself.

"Clothes? Yeah, about that, I can't exactly get up right now. We're talking, and it'd be rude to just bail mid-convo. Besides, my stuff's scattered somewhere, probably in that room back there, where Hina... well, you know. Gotta go hunt for them."

Aiko's eyes widened.

The room? Alone? Is he... inviting me? To... Oh my god...

She gulped, staring at his muscular, veiny dick, still glistening menacingly.

"Y-You mean... go in there? With you? That's... that's suspicious! Pervert!"

Nash raised his hands defensively, smirking gently.

"Whoa, relax. I didn't ask you to come. I know it's hard to believe, but I'm a pretty inoffensive guy."

Aiko gulped harder, her thighs clenching involuntarily as she eyed his "inoffensive" cock, thick, veiny, unyielding.

If it had arms it would have surely crossed them.

"W-Why are you still so... hard, anyway? It's weird! Put it away or something!"

Nash chuckled.

"Ah, that? Once I'm up, I stay up, until I crash out or decide to wrap it up. I think I could go non-stop for a whole day if I wanted."

Aiko shivered visibly, pressing her thighs together tighter, her blush turning her whole head red.

A whole day? Non-stop? That's... insane. And hot... No-no-no! Stop thinking that!

She huffed, crossing her arms.

"Y-You're such a weirdo! Fine, whatever, I'm out. Going to my room to sleep. Alone."

Nash nodded, all understanding.

"Cool. Goodnight."

But Aiko stayed a second too long.

"It's... end of the hall, third door on the left. Quiet spot, no one bothers me there. Bed's comfy, door locks solid... I'll... sleep like a rock."

Nash smirked.

"Sounds good. You can sleep safe, no one will bother you at all. Promise."

Aiko's face flamed, for some reason, she seemed flustered by his answer.

"W-Whatever! Goodnight, idiot!" She stormed off, door slamming behind her.

Nash looked at the door, smirking inwardly.

Hoping I'll show up and do you? Nah, your affection's too low for that; I can't risk being just a quick fuck... or a creep. But maybe after we become good friends.

Nash crossed his arms behind his head, leaning back with a contented sigh.

The ice was finally broken, now he could reach her and build that bridge to friendship.

On the opposite, Jinzo slumped against the counter, breath ragged, the silence deafening.

Fuck... she's slipping away. I gotta act fast... before he ruins her completely.