Ethan blinked, the system screen still hovering in front of him.
[System Notification]
[Attraction to player recognized]
[New Harem Sub Task Initiated]
[Target: Mira — Please her]
His brows furrowed. "A sub task?" he muttered under his breath, waving the translucent screen away as if that would erase the ridiculous message.
He leaned back against the couch, head tilted slightly. "Why the hell did I get a new task when I haven't even completed the one with Aria?" he thought aloud. "And what does please her even mean exactly…?"
A moment passed before he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"...Damn system."
Still, he couldn't lie to himself. Mira had always caught his eye—from the first time Sophia introduced her, quiet and reserved with eyes that rarely met his.
She didn't flaunt herself, but the way her clothes hugged her soft curves, her small, shy voice, and that godly body—full breasts, round ass, slim waist—she was a walking temptation. And now the system had just handed her over on a silver platter.
A dangerous smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Of course you'd throw her at me now," he muttered, voice low.
"Guess you really want me to take this harem thing seriously."
Ethan snapped out of his daze and immediately turned to Mira, who sat on the edge of the couch, her hands clutching the fabric of her skirt.
Her eyes were wide and startled, clearly reacting to his earlier outburst.
"Sorry," Ethan said, chuckling awkwardly. "I didn't mean to yell like that. Just… saw something weird, that's all."
Mira nodded slowly, still tense, eyes darting to the side.
"You okay?" he asked, scooting a bit closer. "Didn't scare you, did I?"
"N-No," she stammered, rubbing her hands together nervously. "Just surprised…"
There was a pause. Her gaze stayed glued to the floor, and her body language screamed nervousness. But Ethan could also see the blush that hadn't faded from her cheeks since earlier.
She was a bundle of shyness, and it was only pulling him in deeper.
"You always act like I'm gonna eat you," he said with a grin, leaning slightly closer.
She gave a shy smile and glanced at him briefly before immediately looking away again.
Ethan tilted his head, amused. "Still can't even look me in the eyes, huh?"
Mira's blush deepened. "I… I can, just… not when you're this close…"
"Is it my face?" he teased, moving a little nearer. "Too handsome for you?"
"N-No!" she squeaked, flustered. "It's not that…"
He chuckled softly and reached out, gently brushing a few strands of hair from her face.
His fingers lingered, caressing the silky strands before tucking them behind her ear.
"I like this," he said quietly, "your hair… smooth"
Her breath hitched, and she swallowed hard.
Then, without rushing, Ethan placed his fingers under her chin and slowly guided her head up to face him. Her skin was warm—no, hot.
Her eyes finally met his, and in that moment, he was stunned. So wide. So pure. Her pupils slightly trembling, her lips parted just slightly. Her whole body was giving her away.
"You're really something, Mira…" he whispered, his tone shifting—deeper, sultrier. "You've got this innocent little thing going on, but your body... damn, it's built to ruin a man's discipline."
Mira bit her lip, her face now burning red, and instead of backing away, she subtly leaned in. Her lips hovered near his, unsure but inviting.
Her body didn't scream confidence, but it wasn't resisting either. She wanted it—he could see it.
Ethan didn't wait.
He closed the space between them and pressed his lips against hers, firm and hungry. Her breath caught in her throat before she melted into it, responding slowly but eagerly.
Ethan's hand slid to the back of her head, deepening the kiss, and his tongue slipped between her lips, tasting her, claiming her.
Her soft moan vibrated against his mouth, her hands gripping his shirt tightly as her body leaned into his.
The heat between them grew rapidly, like a dam breaking.
Ethan deepened the kiss, tilting his head as his tongue moved more confidently inside her mouth. Mira responded with soft, shy movements—hesitant, but not resisting.
She clutched his shirt tighter, her breathing growing unsteady, her lips parting further to let him explore. Her own tongue shyly brushed against his, and Ethan felt a small smirk rise through the kiss.
She was nervous, but she wanted this.
One of his hands remained firmly cupping the side of her neck, his thumb brushing her cheek as he kept her close. The other moved down slowly, finding its way over her chest.
Her body flinched slightly at first, but she didn't pull away—instead, she gasped into his mouth when his hand fully grabbed her breast.
Soft.
Softer than he expected.
He gave it a gentle squeeze, then another, and her moan came light and shaky each time. The sound drove him further. She was so reactive, her body so responsive to even the slightest touch—it was addictive.
Still locked in the heated kiss, he pressed her body more into the couch cushions, now fully in control of the moment. Her eyes were shut, her face flushed a deep red as his hand continued to tease and grope.
Finally, Ethan broke the kiss, a small thread of saliva still connecting their lips before it fell. Mira blinked up at him, her chest rising and falling quickly with her breath.
He glanced down at what she was wearing—an oversized cream-colored hoodie and a soft skirt. That hoodie had to go.
Without needing to say a word, he reached down and tugged gently at the hoodie's hem. Mira instinctively lifted her arms slightly—slowly, shyly—as if unsure, but giving silent permission.
Ethan pulled it off her in one smooth motion, tossing it aside.
And there she was, wearing only a light grey bra underneath. Her skin practically glowed under the room light, and those perfect breasts he had been feeling were now fully visible, barely restrained. His eyes roamed for a moment, appreciating every inch.
She tried to look away, her hands twitching as if to cover herself, but Ethan gently caught her wrist.
"Don't," he said softly, his tone deep but not rough. "Let me see you."
Her body tensed for a moment, but then relaxed slowly under his gaze.
And Ethan leaned back in.
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