Lust Meter System: Conquering Beauties-Chapter 118: House Call 2

Liam looked at the two options floating in his vision.

He selected an option.

Time resumed.

Daisy’s tail continued wagging. The ceiling fan spun. The cicadas outside picked up their song again.

Liam leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees. "I won’t say that," he said, his voice calm. "But I’m good with my hands if you’re ready to get your treatment started."

Grace blinked, her face going from pink to red in about half a second. "W-what?"

"Your back pain," Liam said, keeping his tone casual. "You mentioned it before at the station. I can help with that."

Grace’s mouth opened, then closed. She looked down at her lap, her fingers twisting together nervously. "You... you really want to help with that?"

"Yeah," Liam said. "I offered, didn’t I?"

Grace bit her lip, her eyes still focused on her hands. "I mean... I appreciate it, but..." She trailed off, glancing up at him with a doubtful expression. "Do you actually know what you’re doing? Like, really?"

Liam nodded. "I know some techniques. Pressure points, massage, that kind of thing."

That was partially true. He didn’t really know what he was doing beyond basic massage stuff he’d picked up caring for his mom when she was sick. But the system seemed to think he could pull this off, so he’d figure it out as he went.

Grace’s expression was still skeptical, but there was something hopeful underneath it too. Like she wanted to believe him but wasn’t sure she should. "I’ve tried massages before and they barely helped. I don’t know if..."

"Then what do you have to lose?" Liam said. "Worst case, it doesn’t work and you’re right back where you started."

Grace was quiet for a moment, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

The movement made her breasts shift under the thin tank top, and Liam caught another glimpse of her nipples pressing against the fabric, the pink outlines visible through the white material.

She looked up at him, biting her lip. "Okay. I guess... I mean, I’m willing to try. It’s just been hurting so bad lately."

"That’s all I’m asking," Liam said.

Grace paused, then lifted her eyes to meet his directly.

Her expression shifted slightly, and she opened her mouth. "Just so you know, if you try anything—"

"—you can handle yourself," Liam finished, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "I remember. You’ve mentioned it before."

Grace’s eyes widened for a second, then she let out a soft, embarrassed laugh, her blush deepening. "That’s right. Thank god you know."

Liam nodded, keeping his expression calm. "I’m just here to help with your back. That’s it."

Grace held his gaze for another second, searching his face like she was trying to decide if she believed him.

Then she looked away, her blush deepening again. "Okay. So... how does this work?"

Time froze.

A new notification appeared in Liam’s vision.

[Option 1: "You should remove your tank top so I can work directly on your skin. Turn around and I’ll look away while you get settled." +3 Lust Points]

[Option 2: "We should move to the floor. You need a flat surface for this to work properly. You’ll need to remove your tank top too." +5 Lust Points]

Liam selected option two.

Time resumed.

"We should move to the floor," Liam said, standing up. "You need a flat surface for this to work properly. The couch is too soft."

Grace looked at the floor, then back at him. "The floor?"

"Yeah. It’ll help me apply the right amount of pressure," Liam said. "And you’ll need to remove your tank top so I can work directly on your skin."

Grace’s face went even redder. "Oh. Right. Um..."

"I’ll turn around," Liam said, already turning his back to her. "Just let me know when you’re ready."

He heard her stand up, heard the soft rustle of fabric. Then a quiet "Okay."

Liam turned back around.

Grace was lying flat on her stomach on the hardwood floor, her arms folded under her head.

Her tank top was off, lying in a small pile beside her. She was still wearing her pink shorts.

The hardwood floor was cool against her skin, and she shifted slightly, getting comfortable.

From where Liam was standing, he had a perfect view of her.

The curve of her bare back, skin pale and smooth.

The way her breasts were pressed flat against the floor beneath her.

The way her pink shorts hugged her ass, the fabric stretched tight across the curves.

Her legs were long and toned, stretched out straight behind her.

Liam walked over and knelt beside her.

Daisy’s tail wagged slowly, her eyes tracking Liam’s movements as he settled down next to Grace.

"So," Grace said, her voice muffled slightly by her arms. "What do I do?"

"Just relax," Liam said. "And tell me where it hurts the most."

Grace was quiet for a moment. "Lower back. Right above my hips. It’s always the worst there."

Liam placed his hands gently on her lower back, feeling the warmth of her bare skin beneath his palms.

Grace tensed slightly at the contact, her shoulders going rigid.

"Relax," Liam said again, his voice softer now. "If you’re tense, this won’t work."

Grace let out a breath and tried to loosen up, her body sinking slightly against the floor.

Liam started pressing gently, his thumbs working in slow circles over the area she’d mentioned. He could feel the knots in her muscles, tight and hard under his fingers.

He wasn’t entirely sure what he was doing. He was just trying things. Pressing here. Rubbing there. Seeing what felt right.

Grace let out a soft sigh, her eyes closing.

"That feels good," she said quietly.

Liam kept going, applying more pressure as he worked his way up her spine. His hands moved slowly, deliberately, pressing into each spot and holding for a few seconds before moving to the next.

Grace’s breathing started to even out, her body relaxing more with each press.

Daisy shifted, lowering her head back onto her paws but keeping her eyes on them.

"This is nice," Grace murmured. "It feels like the massages I’ve gotten before. Just... normal, you know?"

Liam nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. "Yeah. Just the basics."

Another notification appeared.

[Recommend Immediate Action: activate Pulse Tease at marked locations for enhanced effect.]

Liam frowned slightly, his hands still working her back.

Purple spots lit up on Grace’s back, glowing faintly against her pale skin. Only visible to him.

Five of them. Scattered across her lower back and spine, pulsing softly like they were alive.

Liam stared at them, his hands frozen mid-press.

’This is new, so that’s where it’s hurting her.’

Grace shifted slightly beneath him. "You okay? You stopped."

"Yeah," Liam said quickly, his hands starting to move again. "Just... making sure I’m doing this right."

But his eyes were still on the glowing spots.

Another notification appeared.

[Apply palm pressure to marked location then activate Pulse Tease.] 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Liam hesitated for only a second.

’Crazy to think I could use it like this’

Then he placed his hands on her lower back, right over one of the glowing purple spots, and pressed down.

The moment his palm made contact, he activated it. A faint tingle of electricity running through his hand and into her body.

Grace gasped, her whole body jerking slightly.

Daisy let out a sharp bark, startling both of them.

Liam and Grace both turned to look at the dog, who was now sitting up straight, staring at them with her ears forward.

"It’s okay, girl," Grace said breathlessly, still recovering from whatever she’d just felt.

Daisy tilted her head, then settled back down, resting her chin on her paws but keeping her eyes on them.

"What... what was that?" Grace breathed, her voice shaky as she turned her attention back to Liam.

"Uh... pressure point," Liam said, trying to sound confident. "It hits different sometimes."

Grace let out a shaky breath, her body trembling slightly. "That felt... really different. Not like before."

’So it works.’

Liam moved his hands to the next purple spot, pressing down again. The electricity flowed from his palm into her skin.

Grace’s body jerked again, and she let out another soft gasp, her legs shifting slightly against the floor. Her hips lifted just a fraction before settling back down.

"Oh god," she whispered, her fingers digging into the rug beneath her. "What are you doing? That’s... that’s not normal."

"It’s a different technique," Liam said smoothly. "It stimulates the nerves directly. That’s why it feels stronger."

Grace’s breathing was getting heavier now, coming in short, shallow bursts. "I’ve never... I’ve never felt anything like this before."

Liam kept going, moving from one glowing spot to the next.

Each time he pressed down, the electricity pulsed through his palm. Grace’s reactions got stronger.

Her breathing got heavier.

Her hips shifted against the floor, pressing down like she was trying to find relief. Her fingers gripped the rug so tight her knuckles turned white.

"Liam," she gasped, her voice shaky and breathless. "This is... this is too much. I can’t..."

"You’re almost there," Liam said, his hands moving to the fourth spot. "Just a little more."

He pressed down, letting the electricity flow.

Grace let out a low moan, her back arching slightly off the floor. Her whole body shuddered, and her legs pressed together tightly.

Daisy yawned and stretched out on her side, apparently losing interest in the scene.

Liam moved to the fifth and final spot, pressing down firmly. The strongest pulse yet traveled from his palm into her body.

Grace cried out, her body trembling violently. Her hips ground down against the floor, and her breathing turned into desperate pants.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," she whispered, her voice barely coherent.

’Alright. All the spots are done.’

Time froze.

Another notification appeared.

[Note: Current session will provide 2-3 weeks of relief before symptoms return. Repeated sessions recommended for sustained results.]

Liam read it and felt a grin tug at the corner of his mouth.

’So she’ll need me again. Nice.’

Another notification popped up.

[Option 1: "Alright, that should do it. You’ll feel better now." +0 Lust Points]

[Option 2: "There’s one more step. Sexual release. It’s the only way to complete the reset.". +5 Lust Points]

Liam selected option two.

Time resumed.

He sat back on his heels. "There’s one more step."

Grace turned her head to look at him, still lying flat on the floor. Her eyes were half-lidded and unfocused.

Her face was flushed, strands of hair sticking to her forehead with sweat. Her bare back rose and fell with each heavy breath. "What step?"

"A full release," Liam said. "Sexual. It’s the only way to actually finish this, otherwise—"

"Wait, what?" Grace’s eyes went wide. "No. No, I can’t—that’s not—"

"Just listen for a second—"

"I don’t do this," Grace cut in, shaking her head against her folded arms. "I can’t, it’s been years since I—I mean, I barely even know you and you’re just—"

"I know, but you felt what just happened, right?" Liam said. "That wasn’t normal. That wasn’t like anything you’ve had before."

Grace bit her lip hard, looking away. "I mean... no, but that doesn’t mean I’m just gonna—"

"All that energy’s still sitting there," Liam continued. "You walk away now and you’re gonna be up all night thinking about it. Trust me."

"That’s—" Grace stopped, her fingers twisting in the rug. "God, this is insane. You’re telling me I need to have sex with you or I’ll what, be frustrated?"

"Pretty much, yeah."

"That’s the most ridiculous—" She cut herself off, pressing her thighs together. "I can’t believe you’re even saying this."

"You’ve been holding onto this for how long?" Liam asked. "And your body finally has a way out, and you’re just gonna—"

"Don’t," Grace said quickly, but her voice was shaky. "Don’t make it sound like... like I need this or something."

"Don’t you?"

Grace opened her mouth, then closed it. She looked at the floor, her face burning red. "I... I don’t know. This is crazy."

Silence stretched between them. Grace’s hands were trembling where they rested beneath her head. She was still lying flat on her stomach, her breasts pressed against the hardwood floor, her bare back exposed.

"I don’t even..." she started, then trailed off. She looked up at him, her eyes conflicted. "If I—and I’m not saying I am—but if I said yes, you’d have to... I mean, you’d need to go slow. Really slow."

Liam’s hand moved to cup her face gently. "Yeah. I got you."

Grace stared at him for another long moment, clearly still fighting with herself. She was still on the floor, looking up at him from where she lay.

Then she lifted her head slightly, leaning forward.

Liam leaned down and kissed her.

Grace’s eyes went wide for a split second.

Then she melted.

Her lips parted and she kissed him back desperately, one hand shooting up to grab his shirt while the other braced against the floor.

Liam’s fingers slid into her hair, pulling her closer as the kiss deepened.

Grace moaned into his mouth, her bare chest pressing against the floor as she arched up toward him.

Daisy whined softly, tilting her head as she watched them.

But neither of them noticed.