I stared at the glowing screen, still reeling from everything I'd just read. My brain was doing backflips trying to figure out what kind of twisted fever dream I'd wandered into. I had literally summoned a lust demon. From a magic book. In my attic. Using a horny spell.
And now she was standing in my room, half-dressed in shimmering black latex that clung to her curves like a second skin. Her tail flicked lazily behind her, like a cat that had just cornered its prey.
Lilith leaned in closer, her glowing pink eyes locking onto mine with a kind of hunger that made my spine shiver.
"You're processing it all pretty well," she murmured, voice smooth like silk dipped in sin. "Most mortals would be stammering by now. Screaming. Or passed out."
"I'm... good under pressure," I said, though my voice cracked halfway through like a pubescent gremlin.
She laughed, low and sultry, and trailed a finger down my chest. Her nail was just barely grazing me through the fabric of my shirt, but it felt electric.
"Good," she whispered. "Because you're going to need stamina for this next part."
My mouth went dry. "Next part?"
Another screen popped up beside us:
> Lust Resonance Initiated
Touch Threshold: 0/50
Forbidden Knowledge Unlocked: 1%
Physical Control: Passive Mode – In Training
Objective: Heighten summoner's threshold through sustained arousal without climax.
"That... sounds like a weird achievement," I said.
"Oh, it's more than that," Lilith purred. "Think of it like foreplay—on a spiritual level."
She stepped around me in a slow circle, dragging her clawed fingertip across my back, over my shoulders, and up to my neck. I shivered. It wasn't cold. It was like her touch buzzed with something deeper—something magical. My whole body reacted.
"Your body is part of the ritual," she said, now behind me. "But so is your restraint. This system? It doesn't reward the quick and mindless. It rewards hunger. Control. Desire that burns slowly."
She whispered the last word directly into my ear. I flinched as her breath ghosted over my skin, heat crawling down my spine.
Then, I felt her arms snake around me from behind. Her hands slid under the hem of my shirt, her fingers cool but firm as they explored up my torso—slowly, deliberately. My breath hitched.
"That's it," she said, "Feel it. Let the craving build."
> Touch Threshold: 8/50
"Do not release until directed."
"You've got to be kidding me," I muttered.
Lilith giggled. "I'm many things. Kidding isn't one of them."
She pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside like it offended her. Then she walked around in front of me again, eyes drinking me in like she was assessing a meal.
"Sit," she commanded, and I sat on the edge of my bed without even thinking.
Lilith climbed into my lap, straddling me without shame. Her skin was warm, her presence overpowering. Her latex barely covered anything, but somehow that made it worse. Better. Both. Her tail flicked behind her, teasing the back of my hand.
"You're doing well," she said, running her hands along my chest again. "But let's test your focus."
She leaned in, lips inches from mine… and then turned away at the last second, instead letting her tongue slowly drag along the curve of my neck. My fists clenched the sheets beneath me.
> Touch Threshold: 21/50
Lust Energy Building…
"You smell like curiosity and suppressed dreams," she murmured against my throat. "Mmm… delicious."
Her hips moved ever so slightly against mine—just enough to make me gasp, not enough to satisfy anything.
I was burning up.
"Lilith…" I growled.
She pulled back slightly, smirking like she owned every inch of me. "Say 'please.'"
My jaw tightened.
"Say it."
"…Please."
She smiled wide. "Good boy."
She leaned in again, and this time her lips brushed mine—soft, teasing, almost loving. But she pulled back before the kiss could deepen, and I let out a low, frustrated groan.
> Touch Threshold: 35/50
Warning: Approaching Edge.
System lock will auto-trigger on failure to resist.
Lilith looked at the screen and then at me, eyes glowing brighter. "You're close. I can feel it. One more push…"
She leaned forward again, this time letting her fingers trail downward, slow and deliberate—but just before it became too much, she stopped.
Everything stopped.
She climbed off my lap like nothing had happened.
"Wha—?"
"Lesson one," she said, lips curling into a wicked grin, "Control is the first step toward true mastery. You don't get the full taste until you've earned it."
> Threshold Reset.
Reward: +1 Lust Bond with Lilith
New Skill Unlocked: Temptation Resistance [Passive]
I sat there, breathing hard, sweat on my brow, everything throbbing in protest.
Lilith turned her back to me and walked toward the window, hips swaying like a slow metronome of desire. She looked back over her shoulder, eyes glowing soft pink now.
"Sleep tight, Master. Tomorrow, we test emotional arousal."
She vanished into a pink puff of mist.
And I just sat there.
Hard.
Frustrated.
And very, very aware...
...this system is going to be the death of me.