As the blue message materialized before his eyes, a subtle crease formed on his brow, revealing his growing discontent.
Sensing his disquiet, the voice of the system interjected, its tone laced with perplexity. "What is it?" it inquired.
"I had thought this operation was meant to save the world, yet here I am, forced to contend with petty high school bullies," Eren retorted, his voice tinged with frustration and disbelief.
The system responded with calm assurance, "It still serves that purpose. By addressing the actions of these school bullies and teaching them a lesson, we create a world where resentment has no place—a better world."
Eren pondered the system's words for a moment, the weight of their implication sinking in. Gradually, a nod of understanding followed. "I suppose there is some truth in that," he conceded.
With a calculated crack of his knuckles, a sinister smile began to curl at the corners of Eren's lips"Now that I have become a messiah of sorts, it is time to deal with those self-proclaimed bullies," he declared, his voice dripping with a chilling determination.
With an unwavering smile, Eren emerged from the shadowed alleyway that bordered the school. His destination, Rowan's house, lay just a few blocks away.
Rowan was one of the perpetrators who had attacked the previous inhabitant of Eren's current body, and his residence happened to be the closest to the school.
Eren approached the front door, his hand instinctively sliding behind his back as he surveyed his surroundings. He rapped on the door gently, waiting for a response that never came.
Undeterred, he knocked again, a touch more insistently, before slowly turning the doorknob and pushing the door open.
"Hello, is anyone at home?" Eren's voice echoed through the empty living room, but still, silence prevailed.
Finding none, Eren decided to explore the rest of the house. Ascending the stairs with measured steps, he suddenly heard the distant strains of a melodic voice, a soft melody that filled the air.
A smile tugged at the corners of Eren's mouth, intrigue guiding his footsteps as he followed the enchanting sound.
He arrived in front of a brown wooden door, pushing the door open, he stepped into a bedroom. Glancing at the exquisite room for a few seconds, Eren's gaze soon moved to the bathroom where the melodic sound was coming from.
Taking a large stride, Eren pushed the bathroom door open gently and as he met the scene of a woman in a glass cubicle, his lips curved into an appreciate smile.
"Milf," He muttered with a smile on his face. "And just the way I like it." he added lust etched onto his face.
Standing before him with her back facing him was a voluptuous woman. She had long black hair that cascaded down her back, thick thighs and her silhouette, a song of curves.
it was more than just her physical allure that captivated him, it was also the mature grace that she radiated, an intangible aura that was as captivating as her physical form.
His gaze traced the path of the water droplets as they cascaded down her body, their journey made more mesmerizing by the traces of soap that clung to her skin. He swallowed, the sight igniting a familiar flame within him.
With a swift, practiced motion, he shed his clothes, his anticipation mounting with each discarded garment. The soft sound of the shower filled the room as he gently pushed open the glass cubicle, his eyes never leaving the sight of the water as it danced across her skin.
"You've returned sooner than expected my love." The woman's voice broke through the muted patter of the water. "How was your day?"
Eren's response was a knowing grin. With an air of deliberate slowness, he reached behind the woman's back. His hand traced a languid path down her bare back, coming to rest on the curve of her buttocks.
He teased the left ass cheek before shifting his attention to the right ass, a firm squeeze eliciting a soft gasp from her lips.
"Darling," she murmured, her voice a whisper in the cubicle. "After this morning, I'm not sure I can manage another round." She paused, adding, "Besides, Rowan will be home soon."
Eren's internal response was a smirk. 'Perfect,' he thought, his anticipation building.
Suddenly, Kate gasped as Eren's arm snaked around her waist, pulling her flush against the cubicle. Before she could react, he deftly separated her legs, one hand venturing towards her vagina.
A soft moan slipped from Kate's lips as Eren's finger found its mark. She leaned heavily on the glass, relying on its cold, solid surface for support as Eren skillfully navigated her body.
"So...good," she managed to breathe out, her face flushed with desire.
Eren, however, was far from satisfied. He withdrew his finger, only to replace it with two, doubling the intensity of Kate's pleasure. Her moans echoed twice as loud, her grip on the cubicle tightening as his rhythm increased.
Kate slowly spread both of her legs, allowing Eren to have full access to her cunt. The sensation overload was unlike anything she had ever experienced in her life, or even imagined as every spot he touched around her vagina was her electrifying.
Her eyes fluttered closed, her tongue peeking out between parted lips as waves of pleasure washed over her. She was teetering on the edge of ecstasy when Eren's hand found her breast, his fingers teasing her areola and sending her spiraling.
"I'm...I'm going to..." she stammered, her body quaking. Barely a moment later, she was carried over the edge, a powerful orgasm seizing her.
Her body arched, rigid and started to shake uncontrollably as her mouth opened wide and one long word escaped her lips " fuucccckkkkk."
The glass cubicle rattled under her grip as Kate succumbed to the intense pleasure coursing through her. On the cusp of collapsing, Eren's strong arms caught her, steadying her quivering form.
"Yesss, now fuck me." She said, placing her hand firmer on the glass cubicle and spreading her legs wider.
Gently, he guided her hand back to the glass, he teased the entrance of her vagina with his cock and Kate let out a moan of anticipation. As he aligned his cock and then entered her, her body convulsed, the sensation overwhelming.
"Oh God!" she cried out, her voice lost in the echo of their shared pleasure.