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Hearing the voice from outside, the familiar tone made Caitlin's body stiffen abruptly. Her swaying waist suddenly bent, and her once delicate and juicy body became extremely stiff.
To this, Fain simply placed his hand comfortably on the policewoman's buttocks—this kind of sudden surprise always brought Fain genuine joy, no matter how many times it happened. It wasn't just physical stimulation; the dramatic emotional shift also brought Fain heartfelt pleasure.
Looking up somewhat flusteredly, Caitlin glanced at Fane with tense and uneasy eyes and said, "I...we need to stop!"
"Why did you stop? Wasn't it comfortable?"
Upon hearing Caitlin's question, Fine chuckled and gave a couple of light taps. Already tense, her body exceptionally sensitive and taut, Caitlin, whose face was still contorted with nervousness, couldn't help but tremble. As she lost her balance, her breasts bounced, and her eyes darted about, a mixture of tension and unease washing over her.
Wei's arrival clearly stirred more complex thoughts in Caitlin. Previously, although her body temperature had risen and she was panting from the constant lovemaking, now, on top of that, Caitlin was covered in a fine layer of sweat. If her sweat glands were like this, the fluids secreted from other areas were even more abundant. And with the tension and increased temperature, this extra fluid provided ample lubrication, increasing the level of stimulation by at least 30%, according to Farn's physical tests.
"I...I love you. I, I am yours..." Caitlin, trembling, clung tightly to Fane as she spoke haltingly and laboredly, "But...but Vie is my friend...You can see my soul and my thoughts directly, you can see them, and I know, you certainly know that I've already considered myself yours..."
"Then why are you still so nervous?"
Fine gently placed his hand on Caitlin's smooth back, thrusting relentlessly into her deepest point while softly saying, "Since you have no feelings for her, why are you so nervous?"
“I just didn’t want to hurt her…” Caitlin explained breathlessly, her eyes filled with a fascination that had captured her with pleasure. She was almost incapable of thinking, explaining purely on instinct, “She’s a good girl…she’s the first…friend I’ve ever met who I hope will be good to me…”
Farn was not surprised to hear Caitlin's words.
Just as Caitlin said, she had been marked with the mark of pleasure. Caitlin's thoughts were open and transparent to Fain's gaze, and knowing the memories and secrets in Caitlin's mind was just a matter of a thought. However, Fain rarely pried into other people's minds directly—and in return, Caitlin had more than once proactively opened her mental defenses, letting Fain know her thoughts of wanting to be treated as a toy by Fain, to be humiliated and manipulated without limits, and to enjoy this feeling of being completely enslaved, devoid of the dignity of a Number Four.
Similarly, for Caitlin, Vi was a special person. Growing up amidst fierce competition, Caitlin had no friends—or rather, no true friends. In Caitlin's mind, everyone—whether her own family members or from other families—was a competitor. And both her mother and the elders in her family were constantly focused on her thoughts about responsibility, identity, and competition.
Growing up under such pressure, Caitlin found Vi, with her carefree demeanor and seemingly tough exterior but soft heart, quite different… And because Vi genuinely wanted Caitlin to be happy, Caitlin, in turn, genuinely wanted Vi to be happy. At the very least, Caitlin didn't want to hurt such a good person… or her friend.
Sensing Caitlin's thoughts, Farn nodded, but his movements didn't stop or slow down. Instead, he softly said as he continued to penetrate her, "But by avoiding Vi like this, aren't you also hurting her?"
Upon hearing this, Caitlin didn't speak, but simply listened to Wei's increasingly closer shouts and footsteps, her breathing becoming more and more rapid.
"You tried to suppress your physical and mental desires through NIO, which made NIO realize its true feelings. But immediately after that, you avoided seeing her at all times. Isn't that also a form of harm?"
Thinking this, Fain scooped up Caitlin and turned to enter a small cubicle just before Vi entered. The space inside was small, but enough for Fain to press Caitlin against the wall with her back to him. However, due to the limited space, Caitlin could only slightly raise her buttocks before being unable to make any further movements.
195·Breakthrough
Limited space severely restricted her movement. In a confined environment, this restriction often makes one's senses exceptionally acute. Just like now, she could tolerate it somewhat when she was outside, but as Farn carried her into the small room, and with another round of penetration, the feeling of wanting to move but being restricted made Caitlin's breathing increasingly rapid.
It was at this moment that Vi pushed open the door to the lounge. Looking at the chaotic scene, she initially didn't pay much attention. But soon, she noticed something amiss… Beside the table, leaning against the cabinet, if she wasn't mistaken, was what appeared to be Caitlin's service pistol?
Vi recognized the gun; it was a Hextech Crystal Powered Rifle that Jess had personally commissioned for Caitlin as a way of repaying the Giramanen family for their continued investment and for Caitlin's encouragement during her lowest point. Besides its astonishing accuracy and rate of fire, it boasted a wealth of luxurious accessories, ranging from rope nets to large-caliber armor-piercing rounds—perfectly suited to Caitlin's professional role.
Caitlyn cherished this weapon greatly; in Vi's memory, even when she slept, Caitlyn would keep it within easy reach when she opened her eyes. And now, it's just lying carelessly on the floor?
As they stepped forward, even someone as oblivious as Wei had already keenly sensed that something was amiss.
The sofa clearly showed signs of recent use, and its condition didn't match Caitlin's usual sitting posture. There were also many signs of rubbing and a lot of water stains on the floor in front of the sofa. Moving closer, Wei could even clearly smell a faint, indescribable odor lingering in the air.
Wei seemed to vaguely recognize these smells, but couldn't quite place them. She only felt a strange familiarity, which caused her heart to race slightly…
This feeling... is it the happiness factor?
Thinking this, Wei subconsciously frowned.
To be honest, Wei wasn't very familiar with "happiness factors." She only knew they were popular in Zaun (a Chinese online community for people to experience happiness), a harmless extract that allowed people to more clearly perceive their own emotional happiness, boosting their spirits and improving various physiological states.
Although that's what they say, to be honest, Wei doesn't believe it.
In Wei's view, this was nothing more than some of the glimmering variants created by Hilko, only the side effects were not as obvious as those of glimmering. But in essence, it was still an alchemical potion with terrible addictive properties and side effects—and there were quite a few people in Piltover who thought the same thing.
Caitlyn is aware of the negative effects of the Glimmer, so she would never easily come into contact with or try it. The problem is, not long ago, Caitlyn was taken to Zaun by Fain and held hostage for a considerable period…
Could it be that during that time, Caitlin was forced by them...?
Thinking this, Wei couldn't help but clench her fists, and a strong anger flashed in her eyes.
While Vi was filled with rage—listening to the sound of the door being pushed open and Vi approaching step by step, Caitlyn's guilt and vague sense of transgression pushed her to another peak at this moment.
Large amounts of water dripped down her legs and even down Farn's stick. The dual satisfaction of mind and body made Caitlin lose all her strength for a moment, and she didn't care that she was in a confined environment. Her sore legs immediately lost their support and slid down.
Realizing her predicament, Caitlyn's eyes flashed with terror as she was about to burst through the side door of the cubicle. Fortunately, Fane came to her rescue, catching Caitlyn and lifting her up. But then, he held Caitlyn face-to-face in his arms, and continued his attack in his "train bento" form.
Having just gone once without any rest, the second round began. Feeling the feedback in her body, Caitlin couldn't help but widen her eyes, but dared not resist, instead suppressing the urge to scream and clinging tightly to Fane. Unfortunately, no matter how tightly Caitlin held on with her upper body, her weak and sore lower limbs had little strength left to resist. She could only watch as each of Fane's thrusts stirred up waves of flesh on her legs and buttocks, her mind and body uncontrollably climbing towards new heights under the surging ripples.
Almost incapacitated, Caitlin instinctively straightened her back, but forgot that her lower body was already a mess and she didn't have enough strength to maintain her balance. Her delicate body slammed against the door beside her with a slightly dull thud. Even with good soundproofing, this still caught the attention of Wei, who was half-squatting on the ground trying to figure out what had happened to Caitlin.
Looking at the inconspicuous side door, Wei rushed over without hesitation and pulled the door open.
In the small, cramped room—used only for temporarily storing cleaning supplies and daily necessities—Farn and Caitlin were huddled together. Their law enforcement uniforms were soaked with sweat, their skirts tucked into their waistbands, and their pink mounds, clearly meticulously groomed, were displayed without any hair obstructing their view, showcasing their smoothness and pinkness for those who needed them to appreciate and use.
Her entire body was flushed an unusual red, her eyes were filled with tears, her body was twitching and spasming slightly, saliva was still dripping from the corners of her mouth, and her brows were full of tension, unease, and intense obsession and pleasure.
In contrast, Fine held Caitlin tightly in front of him. His upper body remained largely unchanged, but below his waist, the defined muscles were clearly visible to Vi. Because one of Caitlin's legs was across his waist, her full form wasn't clear, but even so, just by observing the rhythmic shifts in Caitlin's eyes as Fine swayed his hips, Vi was certain that even now, Fine hadn't stopped; he was still humiliating Caitlin!
"Hello." Fain greeted Wei with a slight pant.
"You guy!!!"
Seeing this, Vi's face also showed a strong anger. Under the influence of this anger, Vi even forgot the huge difference in strength between her and Fain, and instinctively clenched her fist and raised it towards Fain.
196. How obsessed!
Seeing that Vi was already itching to start punching, Fain hadn't reacted when a voice came from in front of him: "What are you doing? Stop!"
Although the voice was trying to tell Wei to stop, it didn't actually convey any dissuasion. Instead, it was filled with a deep, visceral weakness, as if the person had just finished a grueling task. Yet, despite this weakness, the voice also carried a palpable sense of satisfaction, even happiness. This was unbelievable to Wei, but she managed to suppress her anger and stop punching.
Even if Vi loses control, Fain won't be affected at all—just standing here, Vi could break Fain's defenses and cut off his O'Shiller's head on the spot.
Okay, even with O'Shiller half-crippled, Fane is definitely no match for him in a head-on fight. But O'Shiller can't get out, and Vi can't break through the defense either.
“Caitlyn!”
Looking at Caitlin, who was leaning on Farn's shoulder with teary eyes, Vi felt a pang of heartache. She took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what happened in the process, but I know, Caitlin, this definitely wasn't your intention! No matter what, I will—"
"What would you do?"
Looking at Vi standing before her, even clenching her fists to confront Fain for her sake, Caitlin realized that she wasn't as conflicted or in pain as she had imagined... because Caitlin knew very well that, no matter what, Vi had absolutely no chance of defeating Fain.
Especially during this period, I witnessed firsthand Fane's power, abilities, and even some of his thoughts. Although his personal morality is somewhat difficult to judge, compared to the power Fane possesses, the things he is doing now, which don't even qualify as minor evils, seem insignificant.
Moreover, she herself was even the beneficiary... and both cities were brought onto the right track as Caitlin had envisioned.
Even though she was exhausted from doing oral gymnastics with Zeli during the meeting today… Caitlin still believed it was the right thing to do. Because everyone was striving for improvement and competing with each other, instead of the previous one-sided exploitation and oppression of the weak by the strong. Even though the Giraman family had been beneficiaries in the past, Caitlin still didn't approve of this behavior.
Compared to Fain... Vi is indeed a good person, but that's about it.
Just like now, Caitlin looked at Vi, whose face was full of indignation, and interrupted after a moment of silence: "What can you do about it?"
That's just how some things are. Before facing them, you feel nervous, uneasy, and torn. But when the moment actually arrives, what life-or-death situations or nauseatingly melodramatic plots are there? Because when these things actually happen, the person involved quickly realizes that they have no other choice but to face them.
When there are no other options, all problems become exceptionally easy to solve.
Thinking about this, Caitlin couldn't help but recall what Farn had told her before.
I've been avoiding discussing these issues with Wei. Is it because I genuinely care about her, or am I simply running away from the problem...?
Realizing this, Caitlin's previously tense thoughts gradually calmed down, and her eyes also gradually cleared from their previous complexity.
But this clarity, as seen through Wei's eyes, manifested as indifference. This left Wei somewhat bewildered. She opened her mouth, then asked with a strained voice, tinged with disbelief and confusion, "You... Caitlin, what... do you mean by that?"
“It means exactly what it says, Vi.” Caitlin pursed her lips, meeting Vi's gaze. After a brief silence, her expression returned to calm as she leaned on Fain's shoulder and said, “Actually, when we calm down, we both know that Vi and Fain's strength is invincible…”
“This isn’t about whether we can win or not!” Upon hearing this, Wei shook her head seriously and gritted her teeth, saying, “It’s the happiness factor, right? It’s because of the happiness factor! I know, I just felt it, that feeling that gradually invigorates the body!”
Vi clenched her fists and said, "If this were truly your choice, I certainly wouldn't interfere. But this is the same as that guy Hilko! That guy controlled the past Zaun through the Glimmer, and now this guy is using the Happiness Factor to control you, forcing you! No matter what, I will—"
"It has nothing to do with happiness factors; these things just make me more aware of certain things."
Upon hearing Vi's words, especially when Vi connected the Happy Factor with Glimmer, Caitlyn couldn't help but frown. Because when Caitlyn and Vi were working side-by-side to investigate Zaun and Glimmer, they had repeatedly delved into Glimmer's background. Caitlyn's initial wariness of Fain stemmed from the fact that the Happy Factor's characteristics, particularly in physical enhancement, were remarkably similar to Glimmer's.
But having experienced the effects of the happiness factor firsthand, Caitlin knew very well that these two seemingly similar things were completely different in their underlying logic.
Thinking about it, Caitlin also knew that she needed to make Wei more aware of some things.
With that thought in mind, Caitlin said, "I am the head of the Giraman family."
"...Why are you suddenly saying this?" Wei looked at Caitlin in front of her, somewhat at a loss, after hearing Caitlin's words.
Caitlyn simply shook her head and said, "I am the head of the Giramanen family and have been raised with the best resources available to me since childhood. I am well aware that no matter how hard I try, a large part of my achievements today come from the family's resource allocation. This is a responsibility I was born to bear. Similarly, I hope that Piltover and Zaun can return to the right track of history—at least to the right track in my heart."
Upon hearing Caitlin's words, Wei's mouth dropped open as if she realized something. But she quickly followed up with a question: "Then...and what about you? Is it just for ideals, or for family or something like that?"
“These things are very important to me.” Upon hearing Wei’s question, Caitlin shook her head, then took a deep breath and said with a slightly complicated expression, “And for me personally… you haven’t experienced it, so you can hardly imagine how addictive it is.”
197·Gap
Looking at Vi beside her, Caitlin didn't know how to react to her current feelings. But one thing Caitlin was certain of was that Vi had absolutely no idea what was going on—let alone truly understand what she was trying to say.
Thinking this, Caitlin took a deep breath and suddenly understood what Farn had told her before—that concealing and escaping things might be understandable to others, but for Vi…
Thinking about it, Caitlin sighed helplessly. This caught Vi's attention, but Caitlin had just said those words, and Vi didn't know how to comfort her or ask her anything.
Caitlin didn't seem to care, but glanced at Farn and sighed, "I should have listened to you..."
“There’s nothing we can do; everyone sees the world from a different perspective. Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective.” Farn said casually, not particularly surprised by the problems Caitlin was facing.
Upon hearing Fain's words, Caitlin nodded, then took a deep breath after a moment of silence, and struggled to sit up. The instant Caitlin stood up, in Vi's view, the kind, aloof, noble, and intelligent Caitlin in her memory began to gush forth a thick, turbid white life essence from between her legs.
Feeling Wei's gaze and having accepted the current reality, Caitlin didn't feel too shy. Instead, a strange feeling of shame and immorality welled up in her heart.
Although it was a strange feeling, Caitlin could sense that while the feeling was special, it wasn't entirely unique... She had felt a similar sensation when she and Zeli were serving Farn together, and Zeli had taken the initiative to kiss her.
First came bewilderment, then panic, and finally, incomprehension. Only at the very end, when he felt the nutrient solution Zeli offered him, did he understand that Zeli was sharing with him. While happy, he also felt a profound sense of depravity at the sight of this act, and a powerful pleasure that followed his awareness and acceptance of it.
And now, showing Vi the favor she receives... perhaps Vi can't yet understand how intense the feeling of Farn being inside her is, but it still gives Caitlyn a strange impulse.
Humans cannot avoid impulses, and the judgment of a person should not be based on impulses, but on whether they can control them—that is, the so-called gentleman judges by actions, not intentions.
Caitlyn is undoubtedly a person with strong self-control. Even though she felt this subtle sense of transgression, Caitlyn was still able to suppress her inner impulses and looked at Vi seriously, saying:
"In fact, I am very happy...and relaxed."
“How could this be…” Wei shook her head in disbelief.
Caitlin didn't stop there, but looked at Vi and said, "You may not know the others very well, but you should know Zeli and Salafine, right?"
“…I know.” Wei swallowed hard and nodded belatedly.
It's safe to say that everyone in the Twin Cities knows them now—Ze Li, of course, needs no introduction; she's practically considered the future mistress of Zaun. And regarding this status, not only others, but even Vi herself has no doubts. Ultimately, everything Ze Li has done has been too brilliant. After Fain set the tone, he rarely interfered in Zaun's affairs… or rather, he didn't care at all.
In this situation, Shuona also wanted to teach her daughter how to fight for her own interests. Perhaps Hilko could try to seize the future leadership of Zaun? Unfortunately, seeing Zaun's current stable and positive state, Hilko gradually stepped back from the front lines, focusing on assisting, only handling the problems left over from the Alchemist Baron era and providing advice when Zeli and Shuona encountered difficulties.
In this situation, let alone being a child raised in Zaun, Vi's personality alone makes it impossible to deny what Zeli did.
Seraphine was the same—though she wasn't as trusted or loved as Zeli in Zaun. But since returning from Zaun, Seraphine's voice seemed to have been unlocked; a few soft hums were enough to captivate a large crowd.
At first, Vi worried that this ability might lead to a large number of fanatical, cult-like individuals appearing in Piltover. However, after experiencing it firsthand, Vi was almost certain that Seraphine genuinely wanted the two cities to reconcile... And after gaining immense popularity, Seraphine didn't use this opportunity to make a quick buck. Instead, through free performances in the central plaza, she helped the people of both cities empathize with each other's pain, understand each other's thoughts, and embrace each other's ideals...
Perhaps some people see Salafine's actions as betrayal? As an insult to Piltover's past glory?
But Vi couldn't care less about all that... Vi was a child of Zaun, and seeing Seraphine's desire for harmony between the two cities, and having listened to Seraphine's melodies, Vi could sense that Seraphine had no ulterior motives. If she had to put it in a way, it was because Seraphine's parents were also from Zaun, and she wanted to find a good home for herself and for both cities.
“So, do you understand now? I don’t feel any pain in this…” Looking at Vi, who seemed to have realized something, Caitlin said earnestly, “It may sound strange, but they all share the same ideals as me. Even though Fane’s personal ethics are questionable, our relationship is still very good. After a game, we even lie together in Fane’s arms discussing and dreaming about the future of Zaun and Piltover…”
“But…but wasn’t your debate with Zeli very intense today…” Wei’s expression seemed somewhat distressed.
“We’re not afraid of disagreements…because we’re all doing what we can for both cities in our own ways,” Caitlin said. “It’s competition, healthy competition. In fact, even when we have such heated discussions, we’re still good friends by the evening.”
As she spoke, Caitlin looked at Vi with a complicated expression. She knew that this still wasn't enough to make Vi let go of everything in her heart. So, Caitlin simply stepped aside, allowing Vi to see the difference in size more clearly.
198. The Cruel Truth
Although Vi witnessed the intercourse between Fain and Caitlyn, Caitlyn had previously either draped her legs over Fain or stood directly in front of him. Vi's attention was entirely focused on Caitlyn, so she didn't have a precise understanding of the size and scale Caitlyn was referring to.
Now, as Caitlin stepped aside and looked at Fain behind her, Vi's eyes narrowed visibly, until they were filled with disbelief, as if she had seen something astonishing.
Could that thing really grow on a human body? Vi instinctively felt disbelief—as a warrior, Vi, while not entirely knowledgeable about human anatomy, knew its limits. And Fain's size, merely a semi-erect engorgement, would have been enough to cause anemia and unconsciousness in an ordinary person, wouldn't it?
Lost in a brief moment of speechlessness, Wei simply stood there, her mouth agape. Fain nodded sheepishly. Then, under Wei's increasingly incredulous gaze, little Fain shyly raised his head.
Seeing this, Caitlin said helplessly, "I've been there three times already, and you just finished releasing, so why are you up again..."
It's not entirely Caitlyn's fault for doing this. The reason she stepped aside to let Vi see clearly was because, compared to Fahn in his full state, Fahn, who had just finished a round and was in the recovery period, while astonishing in size, was at least within the limits of human comprehension. But who would have thought that, despite having just gone, not to mention the sheer amount, Caitlyn could now feel her lower abdomen gurgling warmly, as if it were filled with water or yogurt.
“This…this can’t be right, can it?” Vi opened her mouth, then swallowed and looked at Caitlyn, saying, “This…this is impossible. This can’t even be considered human anymore—I know, was it enhanced through Zaun’s alchemy? Or was it simply transplanted from a donkey or a horse? No, absolutely impossible. If it were really like what I saw, you definitely wouldn’t be able to stand it either, Caitlyn.”
Upon hearing this, Farn scratched his head helplessly: "You're using donkey and horse all at once, I don't know if you're praising me or insulting me..."
"That's a size that no human could possibly have!" Wei retorted, unable to resist glancing again at Fain's enormous manhood, her brows furrowed with disbelief and shame as she said, "And just that dark red color looks abnormal! There's even steam swirling around it; this is simply not something a human could have!"