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The Over-Break System

Chapter 433 Beauty And The Beast (1) **R-18**
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**WARNING, THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER CONTAINS SMEXY TIME ACTS! If you don't want to read it, feel free to skip it, all you are missing when it comes to MAIN PLOT is two new skills for Cynrik, but their descriptions will be in the next chapter. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED #DOWNWITHNNN **

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-All your Tier-1 Theif Skills have been merged into the Tier-3 Umbral Blade-Dancer Skill Tricks of the Trade.-

-Your Tier-2 Rogue Skills, Uncanny Dodge and Danger Sense have been merged and Evolved into the Tier-3 Umbral Blade-Dancer Skill Sixth Sense.-

-Your Tier-2 Rogue Skill Luck of the Rogue has evolved into the Tier-3 Umbral Blade-Dancer Skill Lucky Advantage.-

-You have learned the Tier-3 Umbral Blade-Dancer Skill Dance of Blades.-

-You have learned the Tier-3 Umbral Blade-Dancer Skill Disorient.-

With the last notification, Cynrik groggily opened his eyes and felt very…warm. Looking up at the metal beams high above, he realized that not only was he currently lying on his back, but he was under a blanket, with a pillow propping his head up, and the pleasant smell of plum blossoms filled his nose.

Recognizing the scent, Cynrik smirked for a moment before slightly lifting the blanket, which covered his body to his neck, and there he saw the pale nape he knew very well. Suddenly a lewd expression plastered across Cynrik's face as he swiftly ducked under the blanket and took in the fantastic sight of a barely clothed Selene.

Exhaling shakily, Cynrik slithered his arm around her waist and ate up the site of the absolutely stunning beauty attached to his body in a beautiful, expensive set of lingerie.

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Thanks to his Dark Vision, Cynrik could see every fine detail of the frilly silk black bra and panty set that left nothing to the imagination. He could feel his body heating up, especially little Cyn, who was already standing at attention since, at some point, a pale and delicate hand had snaked its way into his shorts and was lightly gripping him.

'Little Vixen, you have pushed me too far this time,' Cynrik thought as a creepy smirk caused his lips to curl up. It took him half a second to realize that the beauty pressed against his body was still processing her Class Promotion, so using his free hand, Cynrik expertly found the clasp of her bra. In one experienced motion, he unhooked the trim strap, causing a slight clicking sound and freeing the newly enlarged mounds of flesh.

Next, his hand slithered down Selene's skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake as his fingers danced around her smooth skin and her ribcage. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Cynrik, his fingers made their way to the base of the bra cup and snuck under before finding his target, the soft, hidden bud.

Although he had never been able to do what he was at the moment, Cynrik knew Selene's body as well as his own, thanks to the extensive conversations and smexy time texts they regularly sent each other.

With his breath quickly turning ragged, Cynrik rolled Selene's nipple a few times before getting a nice handful of spongey breasts while his other hand trailed down her back again and found its way into the lacy black panties to explore further.

At that moment, he felt the young woman in his arms tense up for a split second, followed by a specific delicate hand making a slow piston motion while wrapped around little Cyn.

"Nggg, ah, Darling, you decided to have fun without me," Selene panted softly while leaning up and stealing a passionate kiss from her beloved.

"Did I? Because the way I see it, a certain someone decided to dress in my favorite nightwear. It is as if you are trying your damndest to get devoured, Ma Petite." Cynrik whispered as he broke off the kiss and shifted Selene onto his chest, their bodies melting together as Selene squirmed anxiously.

She could feel every movement Cynrik's hand made as it gracefully slid from one lower cheek to the next under her panties and finally resting on her inner thighs, where Cynrik found himself molding the soft and tender flesh like clay.

Between the use of her special nickname, Ma Petite, which he only used when they were alone, and his actions, a shiver spasmed through Selene's entire body as she forced down a moan that would have been loud enough for anyone awake to hear.

Although Cynrik seemed to be getting caught up in the moment, several colored particles swirled in his eyes as he activated [Mana Sight] to spy on the other Members of MyrkLys. Once 100% convinced that Benny, Melody, Brance, and Gabby were still out of commission, he made his move.

Cynrik walked the index finger of his left hand up to the moist treasure den that was Selene's honey pot to search the tender and warm cave hidden from everyone except him.

Feeling the tight muscles clench around his finger, Cynrik exhaled slowly and shifted Selene slightly as he buried not one but two fingers into the delicate and fierce beauty, making her tremble in excitement.

Realizing her Darling was going farther than ever before, Selene picked up the speed of her hand and suppressed her moans as her plump lips pressed against Cynrik's collarbone.

The pleasure the two experienced was like no other before as time seemed to slow down. Selene and Cynrik had high Dexterity Stats, so the subtle yet expression-filled movements they could achieve seemed otherworldly compared to the memories they shared from Earth.

It only took Cynrik two minutes to bring his lover to her first climax at his hands, and as he did, a shower of nectar spewed from Selene's lower half, soaking not only the two of them but the blanket and sleeping mat as well.

Racked by violent spasms, Selene slipped off her bra and panties while hungrily pulling down Cynrik's shorts and boxer briefs, exposing the throbbing member hidden beneath.

'Fuck the rules; I need him inside of me,' Selene thought as she sat up slightly, slid down her Darlings body, and angled the leaking with pre-cum little Cyn toward her moist cave.

However, just as Little Cyn's head pressed against Selene's damp kitten, Cynrik removed his fingers from inside her. Gripping her waist with both hands, he stopped Selene from making the final movement that would allow them to experience the highest form of pleasure and send them both into ruin.

"Not now, Ma Petite," Cynrik whispered in a haggard and bestial tone. Meeting her heated and anxious gaze, Cynrik could practically taste the disappointment, anger, and sadness he was seeing.

Without hesitation, he scooted up slightly, allowing Selene's ass cheeks to rest on his thighs while Little Cyn stood at attention, pressed against her abdomen.

"Trust me, I want to fuck you just as badly as you want me to rail you into oblivion, but we can't, at least not here." Drawing small circles on Selene's hips with his fingertips, Cynrik watched as she reacted to his touch.

"F..f…nggh, fine, but I won't be the only one getting anything today." Selene found herself falling into pleasure by the simple touch of her beloved and wanted to reciprocate what she had just received.

Wiggling her body, Selene used her elbows to spread Cynrik's legs enough so she could get between them, tucked her hair behind one ear, and slowly lowered her face toward little Cyn.

"If that's what you want, I won't stop you," Cynrik's words betrayed his thoughts; he wanted to throw Selene down and fuck her until she couldn't walk for four days. Luckily, he wasn't the kind of man to be driven by pleasure, so, with a bit of restraint and a lot of help from his Will Power Stat, Cynrik held himself back.

Propping up his head with his right hand, Cynrik watched with a hungry expression as Selene lowered her head and puffed a breath of warm air onto the tip of Little Cyn's head, making it twitch.

Seeing this, Selene couldn't help but smile as her heart rate accelerated and her body heated up further; then, she made her move. Leaning forward, she gently kissed the crown of Little Cyn's head while looking up at Cynrik to see his reaction.

Spotting the heated gaze she was being given, Selene's tongue left her mouth, and her left hand gripped the base of Little Cyn's shaft before she trailed her tongue from top to bottom and back up, leaving a slick trail of saliva behind.

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The sensation was enough to make Cynrik shiver, so to control himself, his left hand slid along Selene's ribcage up to her breast, and he gave it a firm squeeze, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of her newly enlarged D-Cup.

However, before he could start playing with her further, Selene opened her mouth, took in all of Little Cyn's head, and expertly rolled her tongue around the glans drawing small circles as she did.

This little action caused Little Cyn to swell to its maximum size, and for a second, Selene even thought she would bring him to climax. But when she didn't taste the warm sticky fluid, she turned up the heat and took all of Little Cyn's way above-average length and girth into her mouth and down her throat, causing her to release a soft and wet gagging sound.

This time, Cynrik really had to concentrate because Selene's mouth felt so good that he believed if he lost his focus for even half a second, he would brick instantly.

For several minutes, as the temperature continued to rise, the only sound that could be heard under the blanket was the soft GLUCK GLUCK of Selene's professional-level blowjob and the occasional muted grunt from Cynrik.

"I'm almost there, Ma Petite," Cynrik grunted after several heated minutes of internal combat. He had nearly nutted so many times that he had lost count, but knowing time was short, and the others could wake up from their Class promotions at any second, Cynrik gripped the back of Selene's head and began forcefully thrusting his hips. He was effectively fucking her face with enough force to make Selene's eyes water.

Still, if you looked carefully and ignored her glazed-over eyes, you could see an intense look of pleasure. Plus, when Cynrik started this action, Selene's right hand found the soft lower pearl down below, and she speedily began massaging it along with the tempo Cynrik was putting out.

Clenching the muscles of his back, Cynrik thrust forward, shoving his member as far down Selene's throat as it would go, and with a feral yet quiet grunt, ejaculated the largest load of his life at the same time as Selene spasmed and showered the mat again with her nectar.

Feeling the liquid gush out several times, Cynrik released Selene's head and allowed her to take over and finish, which she happily obliged. Smiling like a succubus that had eaten a hearty meal, Selene moved her head a couple more times while sucking with all her might to ensure nothing was left over before making a popping sound as her lips left Little Cyn's head.

"Fuck, that just may have been the best blowjob I've had in both my lives, my love," Cynrik said with a level of warmth he wasn't used to using as he pulled Selene toward him and rested her body on his chest.

"Un, well worth the wait, Darllling~ also, my god, you taste fucking delicious," Selene replied with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Hm, well then, let me get a little taste myself," Shooting her a toothy grin, Cynrik forcefully moved Selene, bending the flexible young woman by catching her hips and bringing her lower body to his face.

With both of Selene's legs on either side of his head, Cynrik dove in with an 'itadakimasu' and began licking every square inch of her moist den of wonders. In no time flat, he quickly brought Selene to her third and final climax of the evening.

Unlike many guys he knew in the past, Cynrik enjoyed going down on a woman, even more so when the woman was his soulmate. After having his fun, Cynrik quickly cleaned himself and Selene up with BlackFire before making his woman get dressed. Their timing couldn't have been any better either because as Cynrik was storing away the mat, pillows, and blanket, he heard a fearful whimper coming from Brance. Less than a second later, his brother, wearing a panicked expression, emerged from under the blanket, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.

[[Oh, did someone who HAPPENS TO HAVE WINGS get the shit scared out of him.]] Cynrik teased as he watched Brance's eyes franticly dart around the surrounding area.

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