Shidou Here Comes The Dopamine 소설 & 이야기

Behind the invitation was a paper with just one sentence. "Target: Hitotsu Shiho, Gender: Male, get details on order 66. Passcode: Full moon and starry night in the same sentence. Good luck." (This is good, Kadachi has to go to this event too so maybe I can tag along with him and use this as a cover.)

As soon as those words were spoken, everyone’s eyes turned to us. I maintained my smile, giving nothing away, not even a hint of anger. Meanwhile, Quinn pranced around like a little dog with its tail wagging, eagerly showcasing her newfound closeness with Serena to anyone willing to notice. It was as if stepping on me would somehow elevate her standing. "That’s great, my dear Quinn! I’ve been hoping for someone to help me out!" I warmly grasped Quinn’s hand, my eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. Of course, I was thrilled for someone to take over the mess I’d left behind.

“I know.” He began to move in and out of me relentlessly. I met him thrust for thrust, making sure that I took all he was giving me. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced in my entire life. This kind of feeling was euphoric and dopamine inducing, and I never wanted it to end. Our bodies glistened with sweat. “I’m so close,” he panted, his eyebrows pulled together in deep concentration. “Baby, I…” “I’m right there with you.”

Also, I would be stuck with the inability to shift whenever I wanted. But Catalina…My cock stiffened, remembering her text about how she could still feel my lips on hers. I closed my eyes, feeling the same tingling sensation on mine. I ran my fingertips over them, imagining her still kissing me—a dopamine rush. Catalina was the drug, and I was the addict.

I look down at the bed. My cheeks flush a bright red. The pleasant memories fill my mind. Smiling to myself, I trail the lines in the sheets. Sin is something else. I've never met anyone like him. Well, indeed I've never met anyone with wings before. But there's something about him that fills my mind with dopamine. It's as though I have summoned him with my thoughts, because Sin appears by the door. ... [speak of the devil, and he shall appear] ... I feel his presence by the door. I take my time to lift my gaze, teasing him by not giving him attention. I feel more connected to him now. Soon enough, he gets tired of waiting for my attention, so he walks in, making his presence acknowledged.

“Here is what this will do bitch, it will numb you from the inside while your craving for a fuck will increase. I will watch you grovel in agony and beg me to fuck you, and if you tell anyone about this, i will make certain that you disappear without a trace.” With that, I plunged the needle containing dopamine into her vein. I released her and she kept on crying. I made for a green couch at the edge of the bed. As usual, I needed some narcotics myself to keep me active. I brought out some heroin that I had successfully packed along when I took my journey and placed them on the glass table. I started sniffing slowly and then I became more aggressive at it.

The man was literally hammering me against the headboard, ruthlessly pushing the absolute boundaries of my millimetric tightness. My eyes were starting to roll back completely from the agonizingly sharp yet fiercely burning sensation of immense fullness that set my lower belly on fire. My brain was under such a heavy assault of dopamine and oxytocin that I could no longer see straight; I could only capture a blurry, hazy silhouette of Matteo’s glistening, sweat-sheened bronzed skin and those massive, pitch-black eyes.

He was no longer a person to them; he was the source of a dopamine frequency they had never before reached. “It’s because your clarity was always artificial,” Anji whispered, his eyes locking onto Sarah’s. “You’ve spent your whole lives chasing performance, metrics, and dominance. You think that’s ‘working.’ But all you’ve done is spend decades starving yourselves of the one thing that actually makes your brains light up. Now, you’re finally eating.” He stopped directly in front of her. Sarah tilted her head back, her breathing hitching in her chest as the proximity to the pheromone source overwhelmed her ability to stay rational. She stood up, stumbling into him, her movements driven by a d