Chapter 187

As Zerena continued using her tongue to clean Max’s penis, he found himself enjoying the moment even more. Knowing that he probably wouldn’t get another chance to be this close to her again today, Max wanted to make the most of the remaining time.

He continued enjoying himself with considerable enthusiasm, paying attention to her folds and using his tongue as well. For Max, the thought that this opportunity would soon be over only made him more eager suck them even more.

But Max’s enjoyment was soon interrupted when Zerena began weakly pushing herself away, using even her face against his body to help move herself. Her breasts felt heavier than usual as she leaned against him, making it clear just how exhausted she had become.

Still, if anyone had asked Max, he would have admitted that he was amazed she could walk upright with breasts that large in the first place. Even now, with her strength nearly gone, their sheer size was difficult for him to ignore.

If Max had the choice, he would have happily kept her breasts lifted in his hands a little longer. Instead, he looked rather disappointed as they finally separated from his stomach, where they had been pressed against him only moments earlier.

Between the sweat and the other fluids that had spread across their bodies, her breasts had practically stuck to his skin like wet glue. As Zerena pulled away, thin, sticky strands stretched between them before finally breaking, leaving Max with the rather messy reminder of just how much of a mess they had made.

But Max was anything but disappointed. If anything, he was delighted by the whole experience. He enjoyed the feeling of their skin sticking together, since it meant he could feel more of her soft body pressed against his own.

Honestly, Max was starting to believe that breasts as soft as Zerena’s ought to have healing properties of their own. If he ever got a bruise, perhaps all he needed to do was press the affected area against them for a while. Who needed healing potions when nature had supposedly provided such convenient alternatives?

With that wonderful softness finally moving away from him, Max couldn’t help feeling disappointed. Still, with his hands resting on her buttocks, he leaned forward and gave one cheek a firm suck before biting down a little harder than necessary.

"Ahhh, stop it..." Zerena moaned in protest, lightly slapping the top of his head to make him behave.

Max, meanwhile, seemed far more interested in enjoying the moment than taking her warning seriously.

Max did as she asked, easing up as Zerena rubbed the spot he had bitten. However, he didn’t remove his hands from her buttocks, continuing to fondle them as he gently spread them apart. He noticed that her anus looked slightly more open than it normally would, and the sight stirred his curiosity, making him wonder whether he could widen it enough to fit a finger inside.

Zerena didn’t say anything at first. Too exhausted to properly get up and move away, she slowly slid down Max’s body until she could weakly place her feet on the floor. She then pushed herself upright with a tired grunt, only for her legs to begin trembling as soon as she stood.

Max watched the whole thing, his hands still resting on her buttocks, seemingly in no hurry to let go.

"This quest of yours is going to be the death of me someday..." Zerena muttered, sounding utterly exhausted as she struggled to steady herself.

Max couldn’t help feeling disappointed at losing such a comfortable handful. Unlike Zerena, who looked ready to collapse at any moment, he still had plenty of energy left. Another orgasm was probably out of the question for now, but that didn’t mean he was completely exhausted. When it came to enjoying the company of a woman, Max always seemed to have more stamina than he knew what to do with.

So, rather than staying behind, he got up and followed her toward the bathroom, reaching out to rest his hands on her buttocks again as though he had no intention of giving up that privilege just yet

Zerena didn’t complain about Max putting his hands on her buttocks again. She simply let him do as he pleased and continued making her way toward the bathroom door.

"I hope we got enough points from that, right?" she asked, sounding more concerned about the reward than anything else.

She let out a tired sigh before continuing, "I can’t keep doing this every day. At this rate, I’m going to end up bedridden if we make this a daily routine..."

Max looked a little worried when he heard that. He certainly didn’t want Zerena getting so exhausted that she couldn’t keep up with their quests. After all, he had no intention of getting tired of doing this anytime soon.

As Zerena stood in front of the washbasin, squeezing toothpaste onto her toothbrush, Max leaned closer and began sucking lightly on her shoulder.

"Should we ask the colonel for a recipe for a stamina potion, then?" he suggested, sounding surprisingly serious about the idea.

Zerena stared at him through the mirror, unable to believe he was already thinking of ways to keep doing these perverted quests even after seeing how exhausted she had become.

"Aren’t you making your intentions a little too obvious lately?" she asked, giving him a suspicious look.

She then handed him the toothbrush with toothpaste already squeezed onto it. "Here. Brush your teeth..."

Max accepted it with a slightly wider smile, clearly amused by her reaction, while Zerena picked up her own toothbrush and began applying toothpaste to it.

Soon, both of them finished brushing their teeth. Zerena was a little faster, managing to clean her teeth thoroughly despite her exhaustion, while Max took his time, still keeping one hand on her buttocks as though he had no intention of letting go just yet.

"Order something for us to eat. I’m hungry after all that work..." Zerena said tiredly.

With that, she stepped beneath the shower and turned on the water, clearly ready to wash away the mess and finally get some rest.

As Max finished his final gargle, he asked, "How does some chicken curry with rice sound?"

He followed Zerena into the shower, but before worrying about washing himself, he decided to help wash her first. Wrapping his arms around her from behind, he began rubbing soap over her breasts while keeping her close against him.

He also shifted closer, letting the warm water wash over both of them as he cleaned her back and lower body. Of course, Max was perfectly aware that he was enjoying the excuse to stay close to her a little longer.

’If she asks, I’m just helping her wash up,’ he told himself, already preparing his excuse in advance. After everything they’d just been through, he wasn’t about to admit that even showering together had become another opportunity for him to enjoy her company.

"Well, order a spicy one, but don’t get too much gravy. Make it a bit dry, but still leave enough sauce. Make the rice spicy too..." she said as she washed her face, leaving Max to wash the rest of her body.

He washed her breasts and stomach, occasionally fondling them a little longer than necessary. Zerena noticed what he was doing, but she didn’t bother stopping him. She was already tired enough, and as long as he didn’t go too far, she was content to let him do the work while she finished washing her face.

"Then how about some berry juice too? I haven’t eaten since morning... I could use something refreshing after all that," Max said, making Zerena remember that he hadn’t eaten anything either. After all, he had spent hours working on that massive formation, so he must be hungry as well.

Zerena was surprised by his seemingly endless stamina. She could feel his penis growing hard against her buttocks, and she couldn’t help glancing down at where it was pressed against her.

"Where do you get that much stamina?" she asked, sounding genuinely puzzled. "First thing in the morning, I sucked you off. Then you spent hours making that huge formation, and now, even after three more orgasms, you’re still getting hard..."

She looked at him as if she were genuinely trying to understand how his body worked.

"I can’t help it," Max replied with a casual shrug. "Doing these quests makes it difficult to keep it down. Even after doing it multiple times, it just keeps coming back."

Zerena sighed as she noticed that he was getting hard again. After a moment, she added, "Since I don’t want to have to wash up again, want me to make you cum one more time?"

Max stared at her in surprise. Of course, Zerena had offered to pleasure him before, but there had always been some connection to a System quest. This time, however, she was asking him directly, without any quest prompting her to do so.

That alone was enough to make his smile widen.

And if things continued at this rate, Max was starting to think that, sooner or later, he might not even need a quest as an excuse. He could simply ask Zerena whenever he felt like it—and perhaps, by then, she wouldn’t even bother coming up with a reason to refuse.