The effects of the Lust Fruit weren't just lingering—they were in full force.
Kazuya, trapped in the room with four gorgeous women who were clearly under the fruit's spell, could feel his willpower slipping away.
Sylvara approached first, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. "Kazuya," she whispered, her voice low and inviting. "We've been through so much together. Don't you think it's time we stopped holding back?"
Before he could answer, Mika wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. "Don't worry, hero. We'll take good care of you."
Nerissa, ever the tease, leaned in with a wicked grin. "Unless, of course, you'd prefer to run away again?"
Lyria, the shyest of the group, blushed but stood her ground. "I-I want this, too…"
Kazuya's brain screamed at him to stop, but his body had other ideas.
Sensual Chaos Ensues
The night turned into a whirlwind of heated kisses, soft touches, and breathless laughter.
Sylvara took the lead, her confidence and grace undeniable. She pressed Kazuya against the bed, her lips claiming his in a passionate kiss.
Mika wasn't far behind, her hands wandering with curiosity and mischief. "You've been hiding this side of yourself, Kazuya," she teased, her eyes gleaming. "Time to let loose."
Nerissa, ever the performer, played a sultry tune on her lute before setting it aside. "Music's great, but this is better."
Lyria, despite her nervousness, found her courage. "I-I've never… but I want to… with you…"
Kazuya, overwhelmed by the attention, could barely form a coherent thought. "This… this is insane."
Sylvara smirked. "Maybe. But you love it."
And he did.
The rest of the night is filled with passion, laughter, and a fair amount of accidental comedy—like when Fergus, still under the fruit's spell, tries to join in by smashing through the door.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" everyone yells.
"I THOUGHT WE WERE HAVING A PARTY!" Fergus declares.
"GET OUT!"