Returner Fantasy

"—And that's everything that happened between me and Nubia-senpai," Jeff said, tightening his embrace around Jess as they sat on his bed—not only out of lustful desire for her, but also in an attempt to restrain her impending rampage.

"Did you cum just from listening to my story, Jess?"

As much of an idiot as he was when it came to the girls he loved, that teasing remark acted like a spark igniting the gallons of fuel building up inside Jess, causing an explosive fire of rage.

"Idiot, moron, jerk, stupid bastard—You Freaking PERVERT!"

There were so many reasons why Jess lashed out in anger and started beating Jeff—kicking and punching him all over his body, even in the face, though she spared his manhood.

First, Jeff had spent more than twenty-four hours at Nubia's place and only came home the following night. That alone took away almost twenty percent of the remaining time they could spend together before Jeff had to leave and return to the Capital City.

Second, even though Jeff kept sending her updates about what was going on with him and Nubia—like having lunch with Kris and Marc, or going on late-night shopping trips with Nubia (excluding their intimacy)—it only made Jess feel more jealous each time she received a new message from him.

Third, Nubia and Jeff did it without protection. Even though Nubia took birth control pills, the fact that Jeff kept cumming inside her only annoyed Jess further as his story went on.

Fourth—and including everything else—despite her anger and jealousy, Jess undeniably felt thrilled, excited, and aroused while listening to the details of Jeff and Nubia's intimacy.

She had, in fact, climaxed twice. First, when Nubia licked Jeff's rod and balls, both drenched in his thick, rich, and viscous cum. Second, when Jeff ravished, devoured, and dominated Nubia right after coming out of the shower.

The question of how she could feel such arousal while listening to the story of the man she loved being intimate with another woman kept echoing in her mind—even as she vented her swirling emotions on Jeff, using him as her punching bag.

And the answer came to Jess as she fell to her knees on the bed, her eyes on the verge of tears.

She must truly be a hopeless pervert.

Seeing Jess in emotional pain—almost heartbroken—Jeff got up, tightly wrapped his arms around her, and gently pulled her down to lie on the bed.

He kept caressing her back with one hand while patting her head with the other, trying to calm her down as she silently cried into his chest.

His touch and embrace never failed to soothe her. Once she had calmed down and began explaining how she felt to Jeff—

"Ptff—"

"Don't you dare laugh, bastard!"

Jess lashed out again, thinking Jeff was making fun of her. She didn't beat him up this time, but instead dug her claws into his back—something Jeff, of course, enjoyed.

In Jeff's defense, he wasn't making fun of her—he was simply trying to ease her worries. After all:

"Even I would get aroused if you told me an intimate story between you and Nubia-senpai."

That wasn't exactly the point, but Jess understood what he meant. Since he was her boyfriend and Nubia was going to be her girlfriend, there was nothing wrong with her getting aroused by their story.

"Pervert..." Jess muttered, trying to hide that she'd been convinced by Jeff's reasoning.

Teasing her further might've triggered another outburst, but Jeff just couldn't resist.

"I'm your pervert boyfriend, after all," he whispered into her ear.

"Convenient pervert boyfriend… idiot," she said, still holding onto her resentment toward Jeff for ignoring her for four years and demanding that he make amends until she was satisfied—just so he would give in and she could get more attention from him.

Although Jess had already calmed down from her emotional outburst, she still had another problem to deal with.

After accepting Jeff's reasoning, she was once again getting aroused—remembering the details of his intimacy with Nubia.

"Want to do it, then?"

"Idiot!"

Despite her growing lustful desire, Jess refused out of fear they might be overheard again by everyone in the house.

"If it'll help you calm down, you could tell me what happened on your date with your mom."

His suggestion made her both anxious and flustered.

Anxious because her check-up revealed she had a weak womb, making pregnancy dangerous at a young age; and flustered because her doctor had advised her to reduce intimacy with Jeff—but to still let him cum inside her during her safe days so her womb could gradually get accustomed to his seed and strengthen over time.

Jess wanted Jeff to comfort her worries, but she still felt embarrassed—especially since she'd secretly taken his cum for testing.

"No... Tell me something else to calm me down."

"Then what if I tell you that you have a scheduled photoshoot tomorrow?"

"Ehh?...!"

Not only was Jeff going to be hired as her manager, with Jess as a model, but they also needed to find her a personal photographer and assistant manager. The details of Jess's employment at PoruMerc's Women's Division—which Jeff and Nubia had discussed yesterday—also included a scheduled photoshoot tomorrow.

"You should've started with that, idiot!" Jess exclaimed, breaking free from Jeff's embrace and sitting up on the bed in surprise and panic.

"Ptff—Hahaha..."

"Stop laughing, you bastard! How can I go modeling with puffy eyes after crying so much? It's already past midnight, so I'm definitely going to have eye bags tomorrow... I'm not even sure I can sleep tonight—"

As much as he loved teasing Jess, letting her panic wouldn't help—neither now nor tomorrow.

Jeff sat up on the bed to face her, spreading his arms in invitation.

"I could always help you calm down and sleep, Jess."

Even Jess couldn't deny that it was exactly what she needed—but she had a better idea.

"Take off all your clothes."

"Huh?..."

"I said get naked, perv!"

Without asking further questions, Jeff removed his black shirt and trunks, exposing his muscular body and massive erect rod in front of Jess.

Jess did the same—she took off her white camisole and mini shorts, leaving only her white bra and panties before throwing herself into his arms.

"Do I have to tell you what to do?" Jess said before wrapping her arms around him, digging her claws into his back, and sinking her fangs into his shoulder.

Jeff understood what Jess wanted. He relaxed, sitting back against the wall, savoring the warmth and softness of her body, the alluring scent of her skin, and the pleasurable pain of her claws and fangs as he held her tightly—just as she asked him to.

Jess, meanwhile, let herself be intoxicated by his comforting embrace—the taste of his blood, the masculine scent of his body, and the throbbing pressure of his massive erection pressing against her belly—until she slowly drifted off to sleep.