Gon's Harem System
Chapter 49: Exhausted Gon (18+)

Chapter 49: Exhausted Gon (18+)

Gon’s ferocity knew no bounds, his rhythmic thrusting sending Elsa spiraling into a second climax, her body arching and shuddering beneath him as he continued to plunge into her depths.

Her walls pulsated around him, the tremors of her release rippling along the length of his member with electric intensity.

The slickness of her core swelled with the sweet honey of her climax, coating him with a glistening sheen that only served to heighten the carnal frenzy of their coupling.

The waves of pleasure had barely receded when Elsa felt herself teetering on the edge again, her body thrumming with a hunger that seemed insatiable.

And Gon, sensing her mounting ecstasy, began to slow his pace, enjoying the increasing tightness of her walls around him.

His rhythmic thrusts grew more deliberate, each movement calculated to bring her to the brink once more.

Her moans grew louder, her breath catching in her throat as the peak of her pleasure built with agonizing slowness.

And then, just as she thought she could take no more, Elsa tipped over the edge, the sensation of release sweeping through her like a huge wave.

She cried out, her body arching and writhing beneath Gon as he drove himself deeper, his own moan of ecstasy mingling with hers.

For a moment, they were lost in each other’s embrace, their bodies shuddering with the force of their mutual release.

But as the final echoes of their pleasure faded, Gon collapsed on top of Elsa, their sweat-slicked skin pressed flush together.

[woman conquered +20xp]

Twenty points down, one hundred and forty to go.

The thought lingered in his mind, heavy and persistent, as he panted, struggling to catch his breath.

His chest heaved with effort, his body trembling under the weight of exhaustion.

Each breath felt like fire, burning its way through his lungs and throat, and the cool air around him did little to soothe the ache.

The world around him seemed to fade at the edges, blurring into a haze that grew darker with every passing moment.

He tried to stay focused, to hold on to the thought that there was still so much more to do, but it was becoming harder to think clearly.

His eyelids felt impossibly heavy, as though they were weighed down by the exhaustion that was slowly overtaking him.

He swayed slightly, his mind fighting a losing battle to stay alert.

The noise around him faded into a soft hum, distant and unimportant, as his body gave in to the overwhelming need to rest.

The last thought that crossed his mind before the darkness consumed him was simple but unyielding: twenty points down, one hundred and forty to go.

And then, like a candle snuffed out by the wind, his mind went blank, and he fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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It was late in the night when Gon finally stirred, his eyes fluttering open to the dim, quiet world around him.

The air felt still, heavy with the silence that only the deep hours of the night could bring.

For a moment, he lay there motionless, his body stiff and sore from where he’d collapsed earlier.

A faint ache pulsed in his limbs, a reminder of how hard he had pushed himself before sleep overtook him.

He blinked a few times, his vision adjusting to the faint light filtering in from the small window nearby.

The sky outside was cloaked in darkness, the moon hanging low and silver, casting a pale glow over the room.

It was only when his eyes drifted to the clock on the wall that he realized how late it was.

The hands of the clock pointed just shy of midnight, the quiet ticking echoing softly in the stillness.

Gon rubbed a hand across his face, trying to shake off the lingering grogginess.

His mind felt cloudy, still half-lost in the emptiness of sleep, but a growing sense of urgency began to stir in his chest.

Midnight—it was later than he thought. Much later.

Time had slipped away from him without warning.

He pushed himself up slowly, his muscles protesting the movement.

The cool night air brushed against his skin, sending a shiver down his spine as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.

Gon let out a long, deep yawn, his mouth stretching wide as the remnants of sleep clung to him like a stubborn fog.

His body ached as he reached his arms high above his head, stretching until his back arched slightly and his muscles groaned in protest.

The stretch sent a faint crackle through his joints, a strangely satisfying sound that made him feel just a little less stiff.

Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, Gon swung his legs over the edge of the bed and planted his feet on the cool floor.

Without much thought, he stood up, steadying himself as his legs wobbled briefly beneath him.

Feeling an urge to breathe the crisp night air, he headed for the door, his steps soft against the ground.

He opened it quietly, the hinges creaking ever so slightly, and stepped outside.

The night greeted him with its cool embrace, the air fresh and filled with the faint scent of earth and dew.

Above him, the sky stretched wide and endless, the stars scattered like tiny diamonds against the velvet darkness.

Gon took a deep breath, letting the calm of the night settle over him as he stood there, taking it all in.

The memory of the sex lingered in his body, a faint ache mixing with the soreness from the fight.

As Gon stood outside, taking in the cool night air, he couldn’t help but feel the contrast between the soreness in his body and the quiet peace that had settled in his mind.

Both the fight and the sex had pushed him to his limits in different ways, but now, standing beneath the stars, he felt steadier—grounded, yet renewed.

Feeling the need to clear his head, Gon decided to step outside and breathe in the fresh night air.

The quiet stillness of the late hour called to him, offering a sense of calm he hadn’t realized he needed.

He made his way through the door, his footsteps light as he descended the steps and headed toward the courtyard.