Chapter 90: Experiment Log #7
"Well, you didn’t hear what I just said," Zerena replied. "You can only use them after we earn more system points."
She looked at him expectantly.
"So stop daydreaming and get to work. Think of something that’ll make that ridiculous system trigger another task."
As she spoke, she lifted one breast with each hand and gently presented them in front of his face.
"Go on," she said matter-of-factly.
"Suck on them."
Max obediently leaned forward.
He spent about a minute on each breast, giving them the same familiar attention they had received countless times over the past week. Zerena let out a few quiet, unwilling moans, occasionally pressing them a little deeper into his mouth while watching his face for any sign that the system might finally react.
Nothing happened.
After another moment, Max finally pulled back.
"I don’t think this is going to work," he said, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.
"We’ve done this too many times already."
He looked at her thoughtfully.
"How about we change things up a little?"
Zerena looked at him curiously.
Seeing her expression, Max broke into a wide grin.
Without saying another word, he took hold of her breasts, lifting one toward his own mouth while raising the other toward hers, thoughtfully aiming the nipple at her lips.
"What if..." he said with complete seriousness, "you suck on one, and I suck on the other?"
Zerena stared at him for a second.
Then she burst into laughter.
"What are you even saying?" she asked between chuckles.
She pushed his hands away before reclaiming ownership of her own breasts, giving them an amused glance as if inspecting the subjects of his proposal.
"They’re not lollipops," she said, shaking her head.
Then, mimicking his tone with barely concealed mockery, she lifted them again and added,
"I suck one, and you suck one..."
Earlier, when Zerena had been sitting on his lap, her armpits had been perfectly positioned for him.
Now, thanks to the extra height he’d gained after upgrading his bones, his face naturally rested closer to her neck instead.
It was one of the few times getting taller had come with an unexpectedly specific advantage.
"We have to try something new," Max muttered.
Instead of going straight for the obvious target, he lowered his mouth, slowly kissing and sucking along the skin between her breasts. He deliberately stayed well away from her nipples, occasionally licking across the soft skin before moving to the other side and giving it the same careful treatment.
If the system had grown bored of the usual routine...
Then perhaps confusing it was the next logical strategy.
Zerena watched him quietly, curious to see where exactly he was going with this strange new approach.
He continued wandering around her chest without touching the places he normally would’ve attacked first.
For once, her nipples were receiving the same treatment as innocent bystanders.
Only after making a complete tour of everything around them did Max finally give in and draw one nipple into his mouth.
"Mmh..."
A soft moan escaped Zerena as she instinctively pressed her breast further against his lips.
Max reached up and took both of her breasts into his hands.
While his mouth remained occupied with one, the fingers of his free hand circled lazily around the other nipple without quite touching it, teasing the space around it instead. Every now and then, he’d deliberately drift close enough to make her think he was finally going to touch it...
Only to change his mind at the last second.
Watching him made it obvious.
He wasn’t just trying to please her anymore.
He was experimenting.
"For God’s sake..." Zerena muttered in her usual tired voice, though this time the exhaustion was clearly exaggerated. "I never thought I’d end up sucking tits.."
She looked down at herself before adding with a long sigh,
"...let alone my own."
Her eyes lingered on the stiff nipple for a moment.
She hesitated.
"...This is such a stupid sentence to be living through."
Then, accepting that the system had long since buried the meaning of normal somewhere in an unmarked grave, she leaned forward and gave it a tentative lick.
It was... surprisingly awkward.
Trying to suck on her own breast felt far stranger than she’d imagined.
Mostly because Max refused to behave predictably.
One moment he’d be quietly occupied with one side.
The next, he’d suddenly suck harder, flick his tongue somewhere unexpected, or change rhythm for no reason whatsoever.
Unlike Max, she could at least control one side herself.
If he sucked harder, she could simply do the same.
If he slowed down, she could match it.
It was oddly practical.
Determined to keep both sides feeling as similar as possible, she sucked harder before running her tongue over her nipple, trying to imitate what Max was doing to the other breast.
"Mmm..."
A soft moan escaped her lips.
She didn’t stop.
Instead, she took her breasts back from Max’s hands, adjusting them herself before pressing one deeper into her own mouth while firmly pushing the other against Max’s face until nearly the entire areola disappeared into his mouth.
"Harder," she mumbled around her own breast.
If they were going to look ridiculous...
They might as well commit to it properly.
’Come on,’ she thought. ’Surely even this is weird enough for that damned system.;
She genuinely hoped it’d trigger another task.
For that reason alone, she didn’t stop Max’s hands from wandering beneath her panties.
Most of the time, they stayed busy kneading her butt from behind, his fingers shamelessly exploring every soft curve they could reach. Every now and then, they’d drift dangerously close to her anus before stopping short, only to find a new source of entertainment by hooking her panties and pulling the fabric snugly between her buttocks.
Zerena merely continued sucking on her own breast.
By this point, trying to keep track of everything Max’s hands were doing back there felt like a full-time job with terrible working conditions.
She’d long since decided to let him amuse himself while she focused on her own part of the... experiment.
What she didn’t realize...
Was that this counted as masturbating too.
Then again, how was she supposed to know?
She’d never really had a reason to do it before.