Jake stared at the long list of notifications, utterly shocked.
Somehow, Grace's bond level had also increased.
He quickly pulled up her status window, curious to see what had changed.
[Name: Grace Lightborn]
[Bond: 2 Star]
[Class: Fail Gunner (Trash)]+
[Strength: Pathetic]+
[Intelligence: Average]+
[Vitality: Above Average]+
[Agility: Pathetic]+
[Endurance: Average]+
[Luck: Pathetic]+
[Skills:]
Sex Fiend (Passive) (NEW)
Basic Combat Mastery (Passive – Lv.0)+
Shaky Aim (Passive)+
Delayed Trigger (Passive)+
Wild Shot (Lv.0)+
Faulty Maintenance (Passive)+
Light Manifestation (Lv.0)+
Current Condition: Deepening Affection, Satisfied, Energetic, Mild Soreness (Pleasant), Highly Aroused.
Remark: (Hehehe… Jake has been staring at my breasts.)
Jake blinked at the status window, his eyes lingering far longer than necessary on certain lines.
Sex Fiend (Passive)
Even though he didn't fully understand its function... he was beginning to see why Grace had changed so much.
And he didn't even need the system to tell him this skill was new.
It seemed last night had awakened something deep inside her.
He tried to scroll past it, but his gaze kept drifting back to her current condition:
Highly Aroused.
And then that little remark at the bottom:
(Hehehe… Jake has been staring at my breasts.)
Jake's head snapped up and look at her.
Grace was sitting across from him with her chin resting on her hands, golden eyes curved into happy crescents.
She was clearly aware of exactly where his attention had been stuck for the last ten seconds.
The oversized shirt had slipped off one shoulder, and the way she leaned forward made her massive, soft breasts rest heavily on the edge of the table.
The thin fabric stretched so tightly across her chest that the faint outline of her stiff pink nipples was impossible to ignore.
Even thought her appearance look quite lewd and shameless, she didn't look embarrassed at all this time.
Instead, she looked playful... even a little proud as she sway her legs cutely beneath the table.
Jake quickly closed the status window and looked at Grace with a strange expression.
Grace tilted her head, still resting her chin on her hands, watching his reaction.
"Jake? You look surprised… Did something good happen?" she asked softly.
Her voice and demeanor still carried the shy tone of a young woman... but her new skill told an entirely different story.
Jake didn't know how to respond.
He cleared his throat, trying not to stare too obviously at the way her breasts strained against the buttons of his oversized shirt.
"...Yeah, it seems our theory was right," he said. "I managed to get a lot of upgrade points from our… night together."
Jake tried to look serious as he look at her and explain.
"You feel it too, right? Your body is stronger and healthier now. It's because I used a lot of Upgrade Points to boost your Vitality last night."
Despite Jake's serious tone and look, Grace's cheeks flushed a pretty pink.
She looked down, fidgeting with the hem of the shirt, which only made her chest jiggle more.
"I feel it too," she admitted shyly. "Even though we did it so many times… I'm not tired at all. My body feels warm and full of energy. And every time I move…"
She bit her lip, her voice dropping to a whisper, "…I can still feel you inside me, and it feels strangely warm and... pleasant."
Jake was a bit thrown off by how boldly she brought up the topic, but his cock twitched hard at her honest yet shy words.
The system might have labeled her with that "Sex Fiend" passive, and he was beginning to understand exactly why....
But then Jake shook his head.
There was something he needed to apologize for first.
He reached across the table and gently took her hand.
"Grace... I'm really glad you're okay. I was worried I went too far this morning. So I'm sorry I lost control again!"
Grace blink cutely at the sudden apologize and she shook her head quickly, smiling brightly.
"Don't apologize. I loved every second of it!"
Then she leaned forward a little more, her golden hair slipping over one shoulder.
"But… you keep looking at my chest. Do you like it that much?"
Despite the bold question, her face remained shy and her golden eyes filled with a mix of nervousness and hopeful expectation.
Jake froze, stunned by the lewd yet innocent combination.
'Could a woman really change this much in one night?'
He thought inwardly... unaware that Grace had been like a blank sheet of paper... abused and starved of kindness or affection her entire life.
All her life, she had been treated as trash, unworthy by her family and everyone around her.
Now, receiving Jake's affection, she began to crave more of it... his attention, his praise, his touch.
She wanted all of it.
Seeing Jake staring at her with his mouth slightly open, Grace giggled softly.
She cupped her cheek, clearly enjoying his reaction.
"It's okay. You can stare," she said. "For some reason, they feel heavier and more sensitive since last night… Maybe it's because of how much you touched and sucked on them."
She gently weighed her own breasts through the shirt, squeezing them together with a curious expression.
Then she looked at Jake and smiled brightly, as if offering them to him.
She had noticed throughout the night and morning just how obsessed he seemed to be with her chest.
"If you want to play with them… they're all yours now, Captain."
The innocent-yet-lewd way she said it nearly broke him again.
And Jake suddenly leaned over the table and let out a low groan.
Seeing this, Grace panicked.
"J-Jake?! Are you okay? Is something wrong?!"
She rushed to his side and patted his shoulder, tears already welling in her eyes as she thought he was in pain.
"…I-It's nothing," Jake muttered, embarrassed.
But Grace didn't believe him.
Surprisingly, her small hands possessed unexpected strength.
She pulled him up from his seat, only to see his face burning bright red.
"What's wrong? Is the food upsetting your stomach—"
Her words suddenly trailed off.
Grace's golden eyes widened as they locked onto the massive, obvious tent straining painfully against Jake's pants.
"Ah…" A soft, breathy sound escaped her lips.
Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink as she realized what it meant... Jake was desiring her again.
"Hehe…"
Jake cleared his throat, his voice strained.
"I-It's nothing. It's called morning wood. It happens to guys all the time. Just… ignore it."
But Grace didn't ignore it.
Her fingers slid slowly down from his shoulder, tracing over his chest as she leaned in closer.
"Morning wood…" she repeated softly.
The Sex Fiend passive was clearly working overtime.
Her breathing had grown heavier, as her golden eyes seem to shone slightly.
"It looks... really big. And painful. Like it's trapped."
She bit her lower lip, eyes shimmering with that playful-yet-shy expression.
"Captain… can I help?"
Jake's brain short-circuited for a second when she called him "Captain" again while offering to help.
The word was so arousing that his cock twitched hard, but he hurriedly replied,
"Grace, you don't have to—"
She was already kneeling between his legs before he could finish.
Her small hands rested gently on his thighs as she looked up at him with those bright golden eyes.
Her golden hair was slightly messy, her cheeks flushed, and her massive pale breasts were barely contained by the oversized shirt as the deep cleavage fully exposed as she leaned forward.
The sight nearly made him lose control again.
Jake was torn.
Part of him desperately wanted to feel that incredible pleasure once more, but another part didn't want to act like a mindless beast who could only think about sex.
They had barely talked about anything, and here they were... about to lose themselves again.
Seeing the conflicted look on his face, Grace smiled softly.
"Captain, this is to help relieve your pain... and to repay you for all the Upgrade Points you used on me. Enjoying this should help regain those points, right?"
Hearing this, Jake blinked at her words.
...It actually made some sense.
Technically, this would just be a way to gain points so they could become stronger... not just mindless indulgence.
Seeing him lost in thought, Grace began unbuckling his pants.
The moment she pulled them down, his heavy, thick cock sprang out, veiny and throbbing as it towered over her face.
"O-Oh..."
Grace stared at it with pure awe and worship in her eyes.
After all, it was proof that Jake truly desired her.
'Ah… I saw the maids do this with their mouths…'
She had once secretly watched a maid pleasuring her brother this way and knew a woman could bring pleasure with her lips and tongue.
She wanted to do everything possible to make Jake feel good.
Grace's golden eyes sparkled with innocent determination as she leaned forward.
She gently brushed a loose strand of her silky golden hair behind her ear, then opened her soft, small lips wide.