It took an hour for Ember to settle down. An hour!
[That was one hell of a temper tantrum]
"What temper tantrum? I'm releasing stress. There's too much coming at me from all angles. I need to de-stress."
She refused to admit that she was having a tantrum.
[Yes, yes. Not a tantrum at all. Now, can we have a conversation like civilised people?]
"You're not a person"
[That's a low blow, Ember.]
"Sorry."
[Doesn't matter. I'm really not human, and I don't mind. I am the manifestation of lust. I see it, smell it, live it, breathe it. Soaking up its very essence has made me who I am.]
"That's a little dramatic, don't you think?"
[Not really. Just matching your energy. Now, let's get on with it. As I said, this is your past life. You died and went to another world, and now, you're back. There are thousands of worlds, and frankly, anything is possible.]
"Fine," Ember said, sulking. "Tell me what I need to do. I already know this world is about to implode on itself. If I'm going to live here, I might as well make the most of it."
[Your task is to build a base. One that can help humanity survive. You need to use Lust Essence to keep it running. And before you ask, Lust Essence is basically fucking, lots and lots of fucking.]
"Are you trying to get me to build a harem, like the heroine in the book?"
[Again, it's not a book. This is REAL life. YOUR life. And whether you want to build a harem or not, that's your business. As long as you keep getting that pipe, that's all that matters.]
Ember thought about it. A lust system. I mean, the heroine was able to do it, so she should, too. The problem is, her brother is a part of the heroine's harem. If this is real life, she should be able to change the outcome.
She wouldn't die like cannon fodder in the book. She wanted to live. And if she lives, she definitely won't let her brother be a sex stick for the heroine.
If he was going to be someone's sex stick, he would be hers.
Her mind drifted to the man she saw earlier. The abs, the mermaid line, the BULGE. She could feel her body overheating.
She sighed, thinking it might be hard to get him away from the heroine.
[Task: Initiate a kiss with your brother]
[Condition: must be done in a semi-public or unexpected setting]
"What?!"
A guilty look appeared on Ember's face.
She was only thinking about him. Why would the system issue something like that?
[Don't look so guilty. You know you want to. And darling, we are just getting started. We haven't gotten to the fun stuff yet. And while we're at it...]
[Task: Please pick a base location in the next 3 days]
"How am I supposed to find a location?"
[Not sure, that's up to you. Just remember tick tock. You only have one month before doomsday. Don't worry, wherever you pick, I'll keep it safe for you. Just remember to get that sweet, sweet LE.]
Ember grumbled about the system being unfair. She doesn't know anywhere in this world. The book- this world- isn't a place she is familiar with. If push comes to shove, she will have to ask her brother. But first, she needs to survive the kiss situation.
She really hopes he won't chop her head off.
Remembering the auction Aiden mentioned, she decided not to think about it. She would just get ready and see what happens. There isn't a time limit anyway.
She spent the next two hours getting ready. She gave herself a rose scented bath, curled her hair, did her make-up, and now she just needed to put on the dress.
Honestly, that was the hardest part of all this.
Maybe because she was thinking about what he might like. Ever since that kiss mission, she had been thinking about how to do it.
The problem is that every time she thinks about how to do it, she ends up falling under the spell of her own imagination. She kept imagining him ripping off everything she wore.
Finally, she decided on a black dress. Nothing too revealing. A nice knee-length off-the-shoulder black dress. Which just so happened to show all her boobiliciousness. Not that she had a choice, these gravity defying tits were all about presence.
Walking downstairs, she found him waiting for her.
When he saw her, he stood up. His eyes raked over her body in what she swore could have been a possessive glance. But it was gone so quickly she couldn't be sure.
Internally, she shook her head. There was no way the brother who had taken care of her wanted her. Not as a sister but as a woman. She wouldn't hold on to such hopes.
She walked up to him, and her heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He looked at her as if she were the only woman in the world. Those eyes looked like they wanted to sweep her back up to the room and throw her on the bed.
At least, that's what her mind told her.
She could feel her core tightening. Suddenly, she wasn't so sure about not wearing underwear.
Chastising herself, she told herself to get a grip. This man doesn't want her. No matter how much she wants him, she only needs to be his sister. That's enough.
"You look beautiful, little sister."
That was a sucker punch. Yes, she was his little sister. Nothing more than that.
She smiled, "You really think so?"
She did a little twirl.
"Definitely," he said, as he placed a stray hair behind her ear.
She had to clutch her bag to stop herself from caressing his face.
"We'll since we're both ready, let's go. Tonight you have to buy me whatever I want."
They walked out the door and into the evening air. The car was waiting just past the gate.
She hummed and wiggled as she walked, listening to whatever music was playing in her head.
The system said this was her past life, so she didn't bother acting. If it were really her past life, then she should be about the same. No need to pretend and be tense, just go with the flow. If something goes wrong...fuck it.