Gon's Harem System
Chapter 112: Orgasm (18+)

Chapter 112: Orgasm (18+)

He knew if he let his breaths run wild, let his body surrender to the rhythm of her mouth, he’d spill over the edge in seconds, and he wasn’t ready for this to end so soon.

Dina seemed oblivious to the torture she was inflicting, her focus entirely on the task at hand as she took more of his rod into her mouth, her lips stretching to accommodate him as she swallowed him completely.

The sight of her, fully impaled on his rod, her mouth stretched wide, her eyes locked on his with a fierce determination, was almost enough to push him over the edge right then and there.

Gon forced his eyes open, looking down at her through a haze of pleasure, his chest tight with the effort of holding back.

Her hair spilled over her shoulders, strands clinging to her sweat-dampened skin, and the way she held his gaze, unflinching and bold, sent a shiver through him that had nothing to do with the drafty room.

The heat of her mouth, the slick glide of her tongue, the way her throat tightened around him, it was a perfect storm, one he wasn’t sure he could weather much longer.

His fingers tightened in the sheets, his knuckles whitening as he fought to prolong the moment, to savor every second of the fire she was stoking within him.

The air in Gon’s chambers was thick with the mingled scents of sweat, cedarwood, and the faint musk of their shared exertion, the dim glow of the oil lamp casting a warm, golden haze across the room.

The rough-hewn stone walls seemed to absorb the heat of their bodies, trapping it in the small space.

The bed beneath them creaked with every movement, the faded quilt crumpled beneath their weight as Gon moved above Dina, his hands braced on either side of her, his rod buried deep in her core.

Each thrust was steady, deliberate, a rhythm that had built slowly over the past minutes, drawing soft gasps from her lips and low groans from his own.

As he moved inside her, Gon bent down, his breath warm against her cheek, and captured her lips in a kiss.

Dina responded immediately, her mouth opening to his with a passion that matched the heat of their bodies, her tongue tangling with his in a messy, hungry dance.

The taste of her, salt and sweetness, flooded his senses, grounding him in the moment even as the pleasure threatened to pull him under.

Her hands slid up his back, nails grazing his skin just enough to make him shiver, and he deepened the kiss, swallowing the soft moan that escaped her as his rod pressed deeper into her core, their bodies moving in perfect sync.

He continued pumping inside her steadily, the slick heat of her core gripping him with every thrust, a sensation that sent sparks racing up his spine.

The tension in his gut coiled tighter with each movement, the familiar ache of an impending release building like a storm on the horizon.

His breaths grew ragged, his rhythm faltering slightly as he felt the edge approaching, too close now to ignore.

Leaning down again, his lips brushed the shell of her ear, his voice a rough whisper against her skin. "I’m about to cum," he said, the words trembling with the strain of holding back.

Dina’s only response was a soft hum, her fingers tightening on his shoulders as if urging him to let go.

With a final, shuddering groan, Gon pulled out of her core, his rod pulsing as he spilled across her belly, the warm streaks painting her skin in a messy arc.

The release hit him like a wave, draining the tension from his body in a rush that left him trembling, his chest heaving as he sagged down onto the bed beside her, utterly exhausted.

The mattress dipped beneath his weight, the quilt rough against his sweat-slicked skin as he lay there, catching his breath, the afterglow settling over him like a warm blanket.

A faint chime echoed in the room, from the system

{Woman conquered, +20xp}

Gon blinked, momentarily startled, before a grin tugged at his lips.

He turned his head to look at Dina, who was still sprawled beside him, her hair fanned out across the pillow, her chest rising and falling with each steady breath.

Her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, and a faint flush lingered on her cheeks, making her look softer in the lamplight, though the smirk on her lips hinted at the fire still burning beneath.

"That was interesting," Gon said, his voice light and teasing as he propped himself up on one elbow to face her. "Your face was all scrunched up."

Dina’s eyes narrowed, though the amusement dancing in them betrayed her mock indignation.

"Shut up," she replied, swatting at his chest with a lazy hand, her fingers brushing against his skin before falling back to the bed.

Gon, however, was enjoying himself too much to let it go.

He chuckled, the sound low and warm as he shifted closer, his grin widening. "And you remember how you cried my name? You were like, ’Oh, Gon!’" he teased, pitching his voice in a high, exaggerated imitation of hers that made her roll her eyes.

"Shut up!" Dina snapped, her tone sharper this time as she reached over to smack his shoulder, the playful hit barely stinging against his skin.

She rolled her eyes again, but the smile tugging at her lips gave her away, and Gon couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up in his throat.

Still grinning, he reached out, his fingers brushing against her forehead to wipe away a bead of sweat that had gathered there.

His touch was gentle, almost tender, a contrast to the teasing edge in his voice.

Dina’s expression softened at the gesture, her hazel eyes meeting his with a warmth that lingered in the quiet space between them.

"You know," she said, her voice quieter now, though the smile remained, "we might end up facing each other tomorrow."