The Heart System

I slowed the car to a stop when I spotted Jasmine and Tessa by the curb, both juggling bags like overworked mules. Three more were dropped at their feet. Damn. Only then did it hit me—I hadn't packed a single thing. Five days in the same clothes? Yeah, that'd go over real well with the girls.

I parked, climbed out, and made my way toward them. Jasmine gave me a tired smile; Tessa just nodded. I bent down and grabbed the bags from the ground—holy hell, they were heavy. Maybe I should've dropped a few points into Strength.

"Hey," Jasmine said, flexing her sore fingers. "Thanks. I swear I can't even feel my hands anymore. These things were brutal to carry."

"Got here just in time, huh? Though, I still need to grab some of my stuff too," I said, popping open the trunk.

"I already picked some up from your place," Jasmine replied. "That red one's yours."

"Oh—thanks."

I had Jasmine's key. She had mine. Which… yeah, sounded way too domestic. We weren't a couple. Definitely not. I mean, I wouldn't hate the idea—but what we had was simple. Friends.

Friends that sometimes had sex.

We tossed the bags in the trunk. I slammed it shut, then climbed into the driver's seat. Tessa claimed shotgun, Jasmine sprawled out across the back.

"I am sooo tired," Jasmine groaned, kicking off her shoes and sinking into the seat. "Ugh."

"Didn't sleep?" I asked, glancing at her in the mirror.

"Nope. Knew we shouldn't have had that coffee," she muttered. "Tessa, this is your fault."

"I slept like a baby," Tessa said smugly. "You are the problem. Not our coffee."

"Ugh."

I chuckled, starting the engine.

The road stretched ahead under a pale sky. The sun hid behind thin clouds—warm enough for daylight, but the light had that sleepy gray to it. Not raining yet, but it could.

We hit the next red light.

"Got a smoke?" Tessa asked. "Left mine at home."

"I don't know if we should smoke in here," I said. "It's Kim's car."

"We'll crack the windows," she said, waving a hand. "C'mon, don't be a grandma. Just pass me one."

"Fine."

I handed her the pack and my lighter. She flicked the flame, took a drag, then handed them back.

The window rolled down a notch. Smoke drifted out into the daylight.

The light turned green. I eased forward, the hum of the engine filling the lull between us.

Jasmine was half-asleep in the back, head against the window. The sight made me smile a little. She looked peaceful.

"What's on the list?" Tessa asked after a minute.

"What list?"

"The one Kim sent. She said she texted you her shopping list."

"Oh, right," I said, tapping my phone against the steering wheel. "Yeah, she wants a lot of alcohol. A lot."

Tessa smirked, exhaling a thin stream of smoke. "How else are we supposed to party without booze?"

"Yeehaw," I said dryly.

Another red light.

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Quest Available

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Title: Eyes On the Road

Task: Make Tessa give you a

blowjob while you're driving

the car.

Reward: 90 EXP

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Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]

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Ninety EXP. That was a lot. Enough to push me close to a level-up. But the idea? Risky as hell. We were on an open road, in Kim's car. Jasmine was asleep in the back. And if Tessa shot me down, that'd be a fresh kind of awkward.

Still, the image hit me hard: Tessa leaning over, hair falling across her face, cigarette smoke curling from her lips as she took me into her mouth. Hot as sin. Dangerous as hell.

I gripped the wheel tighter.

"Tessa…" I said, my throat dry.

She turned her head and gave me a half-surprised look. "Oh my god. That tone."

"What tone?"

"The same one you used the morning you had me suck you off while you were eating breakfast." She arched an eyebrow. "You're about to ask me to do some weird fucked-up shit, aren't you?"

I winced. "No, you're right. Back then, I treated you like… like just another woman. I shouldn't have done that. It had to be humiliating for you. I used you for my selfish fantasies. I'm sorry."

"Selfish fantasies? Jesus, don't crawl into a shell now," she muttered, flicking ash out the window. "What's done is done."

"Yeah…" I exhaled. "I'm still sorry."

She gave a small smirk, eyes glinting. "So tell me. What do you want? You want me to suck your cock while you're driving?"

My head snapped toward her. I froze. She'd nailed it on the first guess. Was I that obvious?

"Oh, fuck." She blew smoke and laughed under her breath. "You really do want that. You're such an idiot. What are you even getting from this?"

"I like it when it's you," I said quietly. "You're the only woman I can talk to about my kinks. I'm pretty vanilla otherwise, but… with you it feels different."

The UI blinked in the corner of my vision:

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EVENT

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Tessa's Interest +1

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"Ugh. You silver-tongued bastard. Fine. Take your pants off."

I didn't need to hear it twice. One hand on the wheel, I shifted, unbuckled, and slid my jeans down to my knees. Quick glance in the rearview, Jasmine was still curled up, out cold.

Tessa reached over and tugged my boxers down, slow, her nails brushing my thigh. She brought the half-lit cigarette to her lips, took one last drag, then leaned close and exhaled smoke across my cock.

My dick twitched from the heat of her breath.

"Mmm," she murmured, fingers wrapping around me. "You like that, don't you?"

A low moan tore from my throat, my knuckles whitening as I gripped the steering wheel. The car idled at the red light, hemmed in by vehicles on both sides, their drivers oblivious—or so I hoped. Tessa's head was buried in my lap, her lips wrapped tight around my cock, moving with a slow, hungry rhythm that sent fire racing through my veins. The wet, sloppy sound of her sucking filled the car, loud enough to drown out the faint hum of the engine. I could feel the heat of her saliva, slick and dripping, pooling against my skin, making my thighs twitch. Every nerve in my body was raw, hypersensitive, like she was unraveling me with every flick of her tongue.

"Oh, shit." I muttered. "Feels so good… God."

"Mm…"

I stole a glance down. Her hair spilled over my lap, swaying with her movements, her head bobbing with a kind of reckless focus. She didn't care about the cars around us, the risk of someone seeing. Hell, maybe that's what drove her harder. My heart pounded, half from her mouth and half from the fear of some soccer mom in the next lane catching a glimpse. I prayed they didn't.

The light turned green, and my foot twitched toward the gas, but the traffic didn't budge. The light flicked back to red, and we were stuck again, the world outside pressing in. Tessa didn't stop. If anything, she went harder, her tongue swirling around the tip, teasing the sensitive underside before taking me deeper. A choked groan escaped me, my hips shifting involuntarily as she worked me over, the wet heat of her mouth pulling me closer to the edge.

"Fuck, Tessa," I muttered, voice rough, barely holding it together. My body was a live wire, the pressure building fast, too fast. I was close, and she knew it, the slurping sounds growing louder, messier. My hand dropped from the wheel, tangling in her hair, not guiding her—she didn't need that—but just holding on, like I was the one who needed an anchor.

The light was still red, but I couldn't focus on it anymore. The world narrowed to her, to the heat, the suction, the way her lips stretched around me. My breath hitched, a low growl rumbling in my chest as the pressure snapped. I came hard, my hips jerking up, spilling into her mouth with a force that left me dizzy. Wave after wave hit, my cock pulsing, flooding her with hot, thick release. My vision blurred, the world outside the car fading to nothing.

Tessa didn't pull away. Her head stayed there, lips still working, drawing out every last shudder until I was spent, my body slumping back against the seat. Then she sat up, pushed open the passenger door, and spit onto the pavement outside, a faint splatter against the asphalt.

"Not in the mood to swallow when I'm starving," she said, shutting the door with a smirk. Her voice was husky, teasing. "Sheesh, Evan. That was fast."

I let out a shaky laugh, still catching my breath, my heart hammering. "Yeah… maybe I got a little excited."

"A little?" She arched a brow, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. "You came in, like, under a minute."

"Minute and a half," I shot back, grinning despite the heat creeping up my neck. "Sounds better."

"Minute and a half," she muttered, rolling her eyes, but her gaze softened as it lingered on me, a glint of something mischievous in it. "Can't lie, though… I got excited too. All these cars around us…"

We locked eyes, the air between us electric, charged with the thrill of what we'd just done. I forced my focus back to the road, the light still red, my pulse still racing. Part of me was paranoid, wondering if anyone had seen, if I'd just risked everything for a moment of insanity.

"Hey," Tessa said, her voice low, cutting through my thoughts. "Pull over. Let's fuck."

I swallowed hard, my throat dry. "Oh, fuck…"

"You don't want it?" she teased, leaning closer, her hand brushing my thigh.

"The opposite," I muttered, already turning left into a side street, my body humming with anticipation. "The very, very, very opposite."

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Quest Completed

Title: Eyes on The Road

Reward: 90 EXP

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