Chapter 134: Breaking the Glass

Jaz finally pulled back, shirt dropping, her boobs bouncing free for a second before she fixed it, nipples still hard and visible through her shirt.Nash leaned back, grinning inside.

I had doubts before about this game... but all things considered, I’m enjoying this a lot.

The tension in the room was hotter than ever.

Sarra immediately slid closer to Nash, her hand possessively gripping his thigh.

Rei cleared her throat, her voice regaining its smooth composure, though her cheeks held a faint pink tinge.

"Well. That was... enthusiastic." She spun the bottle again. "Next!"

The bottle landed with a clatter, pointing directly at herself.

Rei smirked, leaning back against the couch cushions.

"Dare."

Nia grinned wickedly.

"Fake an orgasm. Make it believable."

Rei arched an eyebrow.

"Child’s play."

She closed her eyes, letting her head fall back slightly against the couch.

A soft sigh escaped her lips, breathy and low. Her body shifted subtly, hips lifting off the cushion just a fraction.

"Mmmh..."

Her fingers trailed down her own throat, over the swell of her breasts beneath her elegant top.

"Ohh... yes..."

Her breathing hitched, becoming shallow and rapid. Her thighs pressed together, shifting against the fabric of her skirt.

"Ah... ah..."

Her hips began a slow, sinuous roll, undulating against the air. Her back arched, pushing her chest forward.

"Fuck... yes... right there..."

Her voice dropped to a throaty moan, rough and desperate. Her hand slid lower, pressing flat against her stomach, then dipping suggestively towards her lap.

"Harder... oh god... don’t stop... I’m... I’m..."

Her entire body tensed, muscles coiling. A sharp gasp tore from her throat.

"Ah! Ahhh!" ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ????????????????????·????????????????·????????????

Her hips bucked violently once, twice, then shuddered, collapsing back onto the couch. Her chest heaved, breath ragged. She let out a long, trembling sigh, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as she slowly opened her eyes.

The room was utterly silent. Faces stared, flushed, mouths slightly agape. Even Miko looked stunned.

Hina whistled low.

"Damn, Rei... didn’t know you had that in you."

Rei smoothed her skirt, regaining her composure instantly.

"Practice. And observation. Most men’s efforts are... underwhelming. They rely too much on size and the girls have to fake it."

Hina leaned forward, eyes gleaming.

"Oooh, I see, I see... Hmm? But Nash’s looked huge! When he was with that woman."

Alicia nodded eagerly, forgetting her earlier embarrassment. "Yeah! First time I saw it... couldn’t believe it. Had to prep forever just to get it inside."

Nia snorted, grinning at Alicia.

"Still gotta prep a lot, right? Takes you forever to make it fit "

Alicia flushed crimson.

"Shut up, Nia! Not everyone has a cave down there!"

Rei flinched almost imperceptibly each time Nash’s prowess was mentioned, her carefully constructed composure cracking slightly at the edges.

Her gaze flickered towards him, showing a bit of something strange, perhaps irritation, perhaps reluctant curiosity, before she masked it again.

The game was far from over.

Hina spun the bottle again. It whirled rapidly, slowing... slowing... and landed on Aiko.

Aiko froze. Her eyes widened like saucers, face draining of color before flooding red. She shrank back into her beanbag, pulling her knees up defensively.

"N-no..."

Hina clapped her hands, a wicked grin spreading across her face.

"Oh, this is perfect! Truth or Dare, Aiko-chan?"

Aiko swallowed hard. This game had been a real problem from the beginning. It was famous for its sexual tension, and it didn’t fail to serve tonight.

She could pick truth. That was the smart move. Safe. Predictable. Nobody would laugh, nobody would dare her into something that made her heart pound like this.

It’s just a question... I’ll say something small and they’ll move on. That’s it...

But as she sat there, biting her lip, she saw the others, Hina glowing, almost pink with excitement, Nia and Alicia, more engaged with her friends than herself, even Rei, usually so calm, looked extremely engaged, and something in her twisted.

Truth was safe... but safe felt boring, small, like being the only one standing still while everyone else jumped off the edge.

Her fingers fidgeted with her skirt hem. Her chest rose and fell too fast.

She hated how much her pulse thrilled at the idea of doing something reckless, scandalous even.

Maybe she just didn’t want to look like a coward. Maybe she wanted to see what would happen.

"D... Dare." She finally murmured.

Hina’s smile widened.

"Oh... Aiko-chan... I’m so proud of you."

She leaned forward, eyes sparkling.

"Kiss someone. A boy."

Aiko recoiled as if stung.

"W-what?! No! Absolutely not!"

Her voice cracked, high-pitched with panic. Her eyes darted wildly around the room, avoiding Nash altogether.

Hina feigned innocence.

"Come on! It’s just a kiss! Pick someone!"

Aiko shook her head violently, twin-tails whipping.

"No, no, no, no, NO! I... I can’t!"

Hina sighed dramatically.

"Fine. If you don’t pick... the bottle shall pick for you!"

Aiko panicked, but it was already too late. Hina reached out and gave the bottle a sharp spin.

It whirled again, the glass glinting under the lights.

Aiko watched the bottle like it was a guillotine blade descending. Her breath hitched.

Time seemed to stretch; her heart pounded painfully. A thousand thoughts raced through her mind.

What if it landed on someone she didn’t like? Like one of those two perverts who tried to make Hina drunk? What if she had to feel his lips? Her whole body shivered.

She imagined the chosen one laughing, her face burning forever in humiliation of giving her first kiss to someone like that.

The bottle slowed down; it became easier to predict the outcome as its speed diminished. It was definitely slowing towards Mac...

Mac sat up straighter, a hopeful, eager grin spreading across his face as the bottle wobbled towards him. Drex leaned forward, eyes narrowed. Jinzo watched impassively.

Aiko’s hands clenched, her chest rising and falling too fast. She could hear her own heartbeat in her ears. The idea of kissing someone like Mac, among anyone, terrified her.

She had never done it, not once, and the thought of it being with him made her want to sink through the floor. But another, smaller voice deep inside whispered something else: there’s a better option.

"No!" The word burst out of her. "I... I choose!"

Her gaze snapped towards Nash, then flickered away instantly, her face burning as if she’d touched fire.

"...Him."

She pointed a trembling finger vaguely in Nash’s direction, breathless, her whole body trembling.

Mac’s hopeful grin shattered. Drex froze for a beat, then exploded, springing to his feet.

"Bullshit!" he barked, face red. "Always him! Every damn time! What kind of rigged game is this?!"

The room went still for a moment, everyone flinching from his outburst. Even Hina blinked mid‑giggle, while Jaz and Miko exchanged shocked looks. Jinzo’s drink paused halfway to his lips, his eyes flicking between Aiko and Nash.

It was supposed to be a funny game, an intense moment, but somehow even this had become a show of Nash’s power.

Sadly, it was pretty simple; this game wasn’t rigged. The problem was simply the fact that they had a choice, and all were interested in the same person.

Mac let out a pitiful groan, dragging both hands down his face and collapsing deeper into the couch.

Nia rolled her eyes.

"Relax, Drex! It’s her choice! When it lands on you, you can pick whoever you want! Mac, Jinzo... whatever floats your boat."

Mac and Drex glared daggers at Nash, showing pure, unyielding rage. Their chests heaved, eyes full of jealousy and disbelief, while Nash just avoided their looks with calm amusement, thinking.

Sorry, guys, it’s not my fault. Seriously. Then he looked at Aiko. But this could help the quest.

Aiko stood up slowly, her movements stiff and awkward. She walked the few steps towards Nash like she was approaching an executioner’s block.

She stopped directly in front of him, hands clenched at her sides. She took a deep breath, puffing out her chest slightly, trying to summon her usual tsundere bravado.

"Hmph! Don’t get the wrong idea, idiot! This is just... fulfilling the dare! It means nothing!" Her voice was loud, but shaky. "Be grateful I’m even lowering myself to touch you!"

She leaned down abruptly, grabbed his face with both hands, tilted his head up, and pressed her lips clumsily against his cheek. It was quick, dry, and awkward. She immediately pulled back, turning away, her face scarlet.

"There! Done!"

Before she could retreat, Hina laughed.

"Hold on, you virgin little smartass. That barely counts as a kiss if the tongues don’t touch."

Nia chimed in, grinning.

"Yeah! A real kiss needs tongue! Otherwise, it’s just a peck!"

Aiko froze mid-turn. Her shoulders tensed. Slowly, she turned back to face Nash, mortified. Her Lust spiked, and Nash saw it hit 82%.

"Fine!" she snapped, her voice tight. "You want a real kiss? You’ll regret asking!"

She grabbed Nash’s face again, harder this time, fingers digging into his jaw. Her eyes blazed with flustered fury. She pulled his face towards hers and mashed her lips against his.

It was forceful, almost painful at first. Her lips were surprisingly soft, slightly cool, trembling against his. Then, hesitantly, her tongue darted out, tracing the seam of his lips.

Nash parted his lips slightly. Her tongue plunged inside, hot and insistent.

The taste was faintly sweet, like strawberries, mixed with the sharp tang of whatever soda she’d been drinking.

Her tongue moved clumsily at first, probing, then gained confidence. It slid against his own, exploring the contours of his mouth, twirling with surprising strength.

She pushed his tongue back, dominating the kiss now, her movements becoming frantic, almost desperate.

Her small hands tightened on his face, holding him captive. Her breath came in hot, ragged bursts against his skin. She tasted every corner, every centimeter of his mouth, her tongue swirling, probing, claiming him.

The girls watched, mesmerized. Hina’s mouth was slightly open. Nia grinned. Alicia bit her lip, Sarra gulped. Jinzo looked away, disgusted. Once again, the girl he had his eyes on jumped on Nash.

Aiko finally broke the kiss with a wet, gasping sound. She stumbled back a step, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, her face impossibly red, chest heaving.

"There!" she panted, pointing a trembling finger at Nash. "Burn that into your memory, idiot! That’s... that’s what a real kiss is!"

She tried to look triumphant but her voice cracked. Nash tilted his head, a teasing grin spreading.

"Not bad," he murmured, licking his lips, "You’ve got a lot of talent... for a virgin."

Aiko froze mid‑step, turning crimson to the tips of her ears.

"W‑Wha—?! Y‑you... shut up!" she sputtered, stamping her foot and hiding her face behind her hands. "I‑I only did it because of the dare!"

Laughter burst around them again as she spun on her heel and fled back to her beanbag, collapsing into it and burying her face in her hands. Her shoulders shook slightly, caught between frustration and embarrassment.