The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

"What the hell! A decade? Are you serious? Has it really been that long since I disappeared?"

Kaisen jumped from his seat, the seat belt the only thing keeping him from launching like a startled rocket. He unbuckled it and rushed over to Kara, gripping her shoulders, his eyes bulging like a pufferfish at a disco.

It all made sense now. If it had been a decade, then these changes were more plausible.

If it had been a decade, then Kayden might have pulled off a heist that would make Ocean's Eleven look like child's play, stealing something crucial from the Authority to fight them.

That seemed reasonable, but a whole decade? That was like trying to swallow a watermelon whole.

He had barely felt the two months that had passed in the game world. He couldn't even fathom how people had survived here after the disappearance of 800 million players.

'What about the families of the players? How did they live here for a decade without knowing their loved ones were safe out there? What about the ones who passed away, never knowing their beloved were unharmed?'

He had more questions than a trivia game show, and not a single answer in sight. But there was only one person who could answer him: Kayden.

In the midst of his inner conflict and turmoil—more tangled than a plate of spaghetti—he heard a small, suppressed giggle from above.

He paused his barrage of questions and slowly tilted his head up, where Kara was looking at him with her eyes glittering like mischievous stars.

"Why are you laughing?"

"You are really cute when you're all worked up and serious, you know that, babe?"

Kara replied, her smile as wide as a Cheshire cat's.

Kaisen released his grip on his myriad thoughts and straightened his back, feeling like a pretzel in a jet too small for his serious musings.

He understood what she was saying—oh, he understood that well, alright. He slowly stood up, his back bending a bit as he navigated the cramped space.

"So it was a lie," he asked with the seriousness of a detective revealing a crucial clue in a noir film.

That did it. Kara lost it completely, laughing out loud like a hyena on helium.

"HAHAHAHA!!! You are really cute, babe! It's not a decade; it's just been 2 months. You're too easy to fool!"

Kara laughed so hard that tears streamed down her cheeks, and she clutched her stomach as if holding in her hilarity.

It was too cute seeing him all serious, like a stern schoolmaster with a heart of gold. It made her feel like he genuinely cared about this world and, even more so, about his brother, Kayden.

But Kaisen, on the other hand, was as angry as a bull seeing red. Oh, he was pissed off, alright.

"Man, you should have seen your face—mhpfhhh!"

Kara started, but Kaisen didn't let her finish. He grabbed her head and shoved her face straight into his crotch, where she had to fight for her life against his semi-erect cock and balls, smothering her like an over-enthusiastic puppy.

She should be grateful he didn't whip out his cock and plunge it into her mouth, fucking her face raw.

"You stupid bitch, thinking you can lie to my face like that, huh?"

Kaisen pressed her harder, his semi-erect cock pushing into her mouth and nose like an insistent door-to-door salesman.

Desperate for air, she opened her mouth and licked his balls through his pants, her tongue flitting about like a fish out of water. Kaisen groaned slightly as her tongue turned his balls into a slip 'n' slide.

"Apologize," he demanded, his voice a gravelly growl.

"Mhpfff, sorryyyy~"

She mumbled with his balls in her mouth. Shit was getting too real. Even though he still had his pants on, she found a way to suck his balls, and the feeling was too real.

Kaisen was losing his composure, and he had to let her go, or he'd end up cumming in his pants—a level of embarrassment he wasn't ready to face.

Already, he had been just moments away from an explosion back on the ground, like a firework ready to go off at the slightest spark.

Any more stimuli, and he'd be a goner, but right now, he did not want to stain the only pants he had.

"Try that again, and I swear I will fuck your brains out, in public, for all your people to see. Got it?"

He released her and stomped back to his seat with a huff, like a storm cloud trying to cool down.

Kara took short breaths, looking at him with a new light. Her face brightened, and a rare smile spread across her lips like sunshine breaking through the clouds.

"So, you really can be manly, huh, babe? I like that energy. Wish I could get that from your stupid brother, but well, I suppose I can play with you meanwhile."

Kara licked her lips dangerously, looking at him like a cat eyeing a canary. Kaisen didn't meet her gaze; he was too angry and aroused for that.

Her words echoed in his mind like a taunting chorus.

Wish I could get that from your stupid brother?

'What does that mean? Does that mean that she likes Kayden? What the hell is her play here?'

Kaisen had a mountain of questions, as vast and treacherous as Everest. There were people in this castle he wanted to see, people he wanted to talk to, and some he really wanted to punish. But all in good time.

"It's time, babe. To see your brother. Don't be a stranger to him, kay?"

Kara said, putting her hands on the joysticks. Kaisen strapped his seatbelt and clutched his loot like a pirate protecting his treasure as the jet began its descent.

Once the jet touched down on the helipad, Kara hopped up from her seat and sashayed toward the back of the jet, where they'd parked the bike. Kaisen followed her, still salty from her earlier humor, his mood darker than a goth's wardrobe.

"Open the hatch," Kara commanded.

Kaisen looked at her, perplexed. "Is this a voice-activated jet?"

"...Uh...duh. Of course, it is. What year do you live in, manly fluffy cake?" She winked at him.

"Then why the fuck didn't you use that earlier, you stupid fucking bitch?!"

Kaisen's anger flared up again, like a volcano ready to erupt.

Kara smirked and sauntered closer to him, her breasts brushing against his chest like velvet cushions.

"Cause I'm a nasty bitch who does whatever I like. And if you don't like it or if you think you can't handle me..."

She grasped his crotch again, squeezing it and making him groan in pleasure. It was as if she had a magic touch, and Kaisen was a marionette, dancing on her strings.

"Then I suggest, my baby, turning around here. After all, I don't think you're going to survive me if you're going to be all whiny fluffy cake like that."

Kaisen grabbed her hand that was squeezing his crotch and released her grip from his sensitive cock, like freeing a trapped animal.

He glared at her, and she smirked, licking her lips seductively before sauntering off to the open door. Kaisen clenched his fists in frustration, feeling like a boiling kettle about to whistle.

'That bitch! She's really pissing me off. I don't think I can wait until I get her 'rewards.' By the looks of it, I think I have to teach her how to respect someone like me.'

Kaisen smiled menacingly, watching her sexy ass cheeks sway left and right like a hypnotic pendulum. Without wasting any more time, he strode forward to join her and see his brother.