NTR Rogue in the Apocalypse-Chapter 214: Adulterous Celeste *R18

Celeste crossed her arms under her supple breasts, looking annoyed.

"I’m not in the mood for your jokes. There’s nothing here. Follow me," she said as she began walking towards her dormitory.

"What happened to the grateful girl?" John teased, admiring her hips and round butt cheeks as they bounced and jiggled with each stride.

Celeste remained quiet, and John soon noticed they were walking towards an empty classroom which was now transformed into a dormitory.

"Quite cosy," John commented as he entered.

The dormitory had two bunk beds and three small desks. The smell of sweat lingered in the air as Celeste sat down on a bed.

"Hmph. Anyway, how are you so strong? You defeated that Cyclops with one attack," Celeste asked.

"It was weak, I barely had to try, but more importantly, that drink, please."

"Wipe that smug look off your face. I’m only doing it because you saved my life," Celeste scowled.

John shrugged and smiled.

Celeste stood up and opened a cabinet that contained bottled water, chips, and granola bars.

"I’d offer you more but, supplies are scarce these days."

As those words left her lips, the system’s notification chimed:

[Quest: Break Up the Childhood Sweethearts - Adultery Part II]

[Task: Have sex with Celeste.]

[Duration: 5 Hours]

[Penalty for Failure: No more quests involving Celeste and her boyfriend will be given.]

[Reward: Quiet Steps Skill Upgrade]

John’s eyes widened in surprise when he read the prompt and as Celeste poured water into a glass.

"Stop that, please, this is too sad," John said as he summoned a bottle of wine from his inventory.

"Here, I’m sure you’d prefer this to water," John said, offering Celeste the bottle.

She looked at the bottle, and then at John, and back at the bottle again.

"I..."

"No thanks, I don’t feel like drinking" Celeste replied, sounding hesitant.

"Well, I can’t drink this alone," John insisted, and he smirked when Celeste’s expression softened.

"Fine, I’ll drink it too," she relented.

She turned around and leaned down towards a box. This caused her tight, jean-clad ass to protrude and John found himself admiring her curves and the way her clothes hugged her shapely body.

’Damn, her body is insane.’

After a few seconds, Celeste returned, holding two glasses.

"I was going to use plastic cups but, I have glasses," Celeste said and handed John a glass. As she leaned down, the cleavage of her generous breasts was on display and John couldn’t help but admire their shape.

’What the fuck?’ Celeste thought, but the truth was, the look on his face wasn’t something a man would have if he saw a woman’s cleavage, but rather, he was inspecting her body from head to toe. She felt uncomfortable and she didn’t know why.

A smirk crept up John’s lips as he noticed Celeste’s expression, "are you trying to seduce me?"

A vein popped on Celeste’s forehead. "What are you saying, you pervert?" Celeste snapped and slammed the glass down onto the desk, causing a loud clinking sound to resound.

She was about to turn around and walk away when her eyes met John’s and she paused. The way he was looking at her made her blush.

’What the hell is wrong with me?’ She wondered. One second she was ready to rip him to shreds, and the next, she was blushing. She was not going to let him get under her skin, and she decided to change the topic.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

John wanted to chuckle, but he wasn’t to push his luck, "a few."

"Why? Isn’t one enough?"

"The world is different, now. No more fairy tale stories. It’s all about security and benefits."

"Then, I should say I feel sorry for your girlfriends, but it’s the opposite for me. I want someone who only thinks about me," Celeste said, her voice laced with sarcasm.

John laughed. "Is that really what you want, though?"

John teased as he remembered her monotonous life when Matt wasn’t home. He had observed for quite a while with his Web of Whispers. Perhaps the happiest he had seen her was when he brought her that tablet to watch movies, but even when Matt was home, she always looked bored and acted cold.

’She’s always cold with him, and she’s barely paying attention when he speaks to her. But then, when he’s gone, she acts like an excited puppy,’ he thought, chuckling at his own analogy.

"You wouldn’t understand, it’s a girl’s heart, not something you can understand," Celeste shot back, feeling defensive.

"There’s something I do understand, though."

"What do you understand, huh?" Celeste shot back.

"I understand your boyfriend, Matt, is never here and when he is, he might as well not be. You’re a woman with needs and you need some spice in your life."

John could feel Celeste’s anger rising, but he didn’t care. He was determined to have his way with her.

’Fuck it, let’s go for broke.’

"Why don’t you come sit on my lap, hmm?"

"What?!" Celeste’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"What do you mean? Are you insane?!" She shrieked.

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"I mean, it’s okay. Why don’t you try, and I’ll show you?"

Celeste stared at him, dumbfounded.

"And what will you do to me if I don’t agree?"

John chuckled, "I’m gonna do anything, Celeste."

’But I can tell you want it,’ he thought to himself. Her body language said it all, her expression betrayed her thoughts and her erratic breathing gave her away.

Celeste scoffed and gulped down her glass, which she accidentally dropped and it shattered.

"Woah, easy there. That’s not water."

"Fuck you."

"I’d be more than happy to fuck you."

"Argh, you fucking prick! I’m leaving."

She grabbed her bag and started to head out, but John caught her by the arm.

"Stop it! Let me go! Fuck!" She protested, but John stepped closer and cornered her against the wall.

John was tall and strong, and Celeste could do nothing but curse as she stared into his eyes.

"What the fuck is your problem? You crazy bastard! I’m leaving," Celeste was beyond furious, but her eyes betrayed her, as she kept looking at John’s lips.

"Just admit it, you want me as much as I want you," John whispered as he leaned closer, and before Celeste could reply, his lips pressed against hers.

She wanted to punch him, but instead, she kissed him back. Her soft lips parted and John’s tongue entered her mouth. Their tongues entwined as the passion ignited between them, and the kiss intensified.

John broke the kiss and his lips moved down to her neck, trailing kisses down her skin.

He looked down and the way her ass cheeks filled out her jeans made him groan. She was truly blessed in the ass department.

John placed his hands on Celeste’s firm, round butt cheeks, squeezing and massaging them.

"John...," Celeste moaned, and John unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down to reveal her ass covered by her black lace thong and dripping wet with her readiness.

Celeste could do nothing but stick out her ass towards him, begging him to take her.

She wanted him inside her, and she was ashamed of her dirty thoughts.

’No, no, no. What are you doing Celeste? Get a grip of yourself!’ she berated herself and as those thoughts raged through her mind, the front door opened, Matt waltz inside.

"Honey, I’m home."