Her breast milk spilled continuously, like a relentless river pouring across the table, as Adrian kept mercilessly squeezing her breast, each motion forcing more to spill over her body.
As the warm liquid flowed softly down her skin, she gasped, "Adrian… you should stop, this is… oh."
By now, her face was completely flushed, a deep red spreading across her cheeks as the overwhelming pleasure coursed through her.
She gasped softly. "This is too much, Adrian…"
Adrian's voice came low and steady. "If it's too much, then tell me… should I stop?"
But she didn't answer. She couldn't. Her body refused to obey her, locked in place as if it no longer belonged to her. A tight moan slipped from her lips as he continued.
Her fingers curled against the counter, gripping it harder and harder, as though it was the only thing keeping her standing while Adrian kept squeezing her.
Then his voice came again, almost teasing. "Don't you like how your boy is cleaning the stain off your chest? Or what… am I doing it wrong?"
Just as she was about to respond—
A creak.
Both of them heard it.
The front door slowly opened, swinging inward as if someone had just stepped inside.
Adrian immediately pulled back, putting space between them. His head snapped toward the sound, his thoughts spiraling.
'What was that? Someone just stepped in… but we were alone. I was at my desk, going through those memories. Everyone else should be at work… except Leaila. No one likes staying in the house. So why the hell is someone back this early? It's still 10… it's still fucking 10.'
Celine, however, didn't hesitate.
Her hands moved quickly, grabbing her bra and shirt, pulling them up in a rush to cover herself. She snatched the rag Adrian had been using—now lying on the counter—and hastily wiped the traces off her skin. Her fingers tapped her cheeks lightly, trying to steady herself, before she hurried out of the kitchen, almost like she was running from him.
Adrian instinctively reached out, as if to stop her—but held himself back.
'No… this is exactly what I didn't want.'
His expression darkened, his jaw tightening.
'Who the hell is that…?'
He stepped forward—
—and then he saw her.
Laila.
"Mom, I'm back with the groceries," she said, her voice casual as she stepped in, a bag hanging from her hand.
Celine rushed to her side almost immediately. "Oh—yeah… you're back already? That's good…" she said, letting out a soft, slightly forced chuckle.
Laila paused, her eyes lingering on her for a moment—before drifting past her.
To Adrian.
Standing at the kitchen entrance.
Her brows slowly furrowed. "Why are you all so…?" she began, confusion creeping into her voice. "Am I missing something?"
Adrian met her gaze, his eyes narrowing faintly, something dark flickering beneath the surface.
'For this… I'll make you scream.'
'I'll make you scream when it's your turn.'
"I swear it.... I'll never forgive you for this, Leila. When your time comes, you'll be begging me to stop fucking you," he muttered to himself.
Then, almost immediately, he turned toward her, a smile playing on his lips—innocent, harmless, deceiving.
"Ah, don't worry, nothing's going on… right, Ma?" he said, glancing casually at Celine.
Celine paused.
For a brief moment, her eyes flickered, taking everything in. Her gaze dropped for a second before returning to Leila. Then she reached for the groceries.
"Let me have that," she said, snatching the bags from her and hurrying back into the kitchen.
Adrian lingered for a moment, his eyes following her, taking in one last disappointed glance at Celine's figure as she walked away, hips swaying slightly. Then he turned, moving past Leila, brushing by her as he made his way toward the office—and finally back to his room.
"Damn it…" he muttered under his breath.
He closed the door behind him and stepped further inside, running a hand through his hair before sinking into his chair. Leaning back, he exhaled deeply.
"Man… I had the chance to fuck her right there…"
His eyes fell on his hand. He raised it, noticing the tiny drop of milk still clinging to his skin.
"Now I want to taste it from the source… I'm going to taste it from the damn source," he thought, a dark smirk tugging at his lips.
He paused, considering his options.
'Should I just wait until Leila gets into her room…?'
But he shook his head.
'Nah… she was making so much noise when I was… when I was squeezing her breasts. That's the power of the skill. It pulls so much pleasure from her she can't even control herself…'
A low chuckle escaped him as he sank further into the chair, letting his mind wander.
'How's it going to be when I actually fuck someone? I hope they don't die from pleasure or something…'
He chuckled again, a quiet, dark sound, leaning back as he let himself drift into his twisted thoughts.
He thought to himself, 'Well… if I worked on Ruby and then on Mum, then what's next?'
Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, he continued, 'Hmm… that's a hard choice to make… or maybe I should just stop overthinking and go with the flow.'
'I mean… the Ruby incident was… interesting, but I do like the idea that I could do it with just anyone—especially since I could do it with Mum. Maybe I should just wait until tonight… yeah, I'll strike again tonight...on whoever I deem fit.'
'...Or maybe I could just strike again right now…I mean, why not?'
He tried to activate the skill, muttering inwardly. '… submit…'
A system notification immediately popped up:
[Error. Skill has already been used!]
[Time until skill can be used again: 02: 58: 44 seconds.]
He rubbed his chin again. 'Ah… so the system does have a cooldown. Three hours, huh? Not bad, not bad.'
Curious, he opened the menu to check his Taboo balance. [+5 taboo points.]
He frowned slightly. 'Only five taboo points? So… I get nothing extra for squeezing her and making her spill her milk all over the place?'
'Hmm… that doesn't seem right. The main difference between this and Ruby's incident… is that I satisfied Ruby, made her cum. But this time, I only made Celine spill her milk. Maybe that's the difference.'
'So… to fully complete the taboo, I need to make the stable target ejaculate completely. Well… isn't that a lovely interface?'
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