Rizz Leveling: A Solo Leveling Fic

As we got back to the apartment, Esther leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed. Her eyes searched mine, a mix of worry and curiosity.

"How did it go?" she asked hesitantly. "Did I… did I mess anything up?"

I set the keys down and walked over to her, placing my hands gently around her waist, kissing her nape, I said, "You didn't mess up.

Sure, you made a few small mistakes here and there, but honestly, it made everything feel more natural. Infact if you hadn't shown jealousy this all could have felt fake, as if we were just acting."

She tilted her head, still unsure. "What mistakes? Did I say something wrong?"

I shook my head, smiling softly. "It wasn't so much what you said, but how you acted—getting possessive and jealous, telling them they couldn't have me, and trying to shut down their flirting.

Luckily, I stepped in before it could go too far, and honestly, it worked out perfectly. Trust me, everything played out exactly how it needed to."

Esther let out a long breath, her shoulders dropping. "I guess… I just don't want my jealousy and possessiveness to be the reason things fall apart and become tough for you."

"You won't," I said firmly, placing my hands on her tits giving them one strong squeeze before turning her around holding her close enough to me that our bodies practically touched each other.

I lifted her chin so she could meet my eyes. "Your friends are hooked, whether they realize it yet or not. You've done your part, and now they'll take care of the rest on their own."

She frowned slightly, processing my words. "So… what happens next?"

"Nothing," I said simply, stepping closer. "We wait. They'll come to you, and when they do, we just let things unfold. No need to push or force anything."

Esther nodded slowly, her tension easing. "Okay… I trust you."

I smiled, wrapping my arms around her. "Good. You should. You were perfect tonight, Esther."

She buried her face in my chest, her voice muffled as she spoke. "I just hope it's enough."

"It will be," I promised, holding her close. "You'll see."

"Fine," Esther said with a pout, "but when this mission is over and things go the way you want, don't forget to properly compensate me for doing something so uncomfortable—like sharing you with my friends."

"Sure, sure, whatever you want, love," I replied with a sigh. "Now, come on, let's get some sleep. We've got another workout tomorrow."

"Can't I take a break for just one day?" she groaned, slumping against the couch. "I don't want to exercise."

"Nope," I said firmly, crossing my arms. "No breaks. No skipping. You know the rules. You're sticking to it."

She shot me a mock glare, but I could see the faintest smile tugging at her lips as she reluctantly nodded.

Esther slumped further into the couch, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "I'm so tired," she said, giving me a pointed look. "You should pamper me for once. Carry me to the bedroom."

I raised an eyebrow, amused by her sudden demand. "Really? You're not that tired."

"Oh, I am," she insisted, leaning back dramatically. "Come on, I deserve this after everything I've done today."

I shook my head, chuckling softly. "Fine. But just this once."

I walked over to her, bending down to scoop her up into a princess carry. She wrapped her arms around my neck, resting her head on my shoulder with a satisfied grin.

"You're so strong," she teased.

"Don't push your luck," I said with a small laugh as I carried her to the bedroom.

Once inside, I gently laid her down on the bed. "Alright, let's get you comfortable."

I gracefully slipped out the emerald-green satin dress she was wearing, the fabric pooling at her feet like liquid silk.

The dress, once a vibrant and alluring garment, now lay discarded, forgotten in the wake of her beauty.

With each movement, I shed a layer of her clothing, revealing more of her stunning form.

The delicate straps of her bra slipped from her shoulders, exposing the full glory of her breasts, their soft curves bathed in the warm glow of the room.

The soft fabric of her panties followed, revealing the smooth expanse of her thighs and the delicate curve of her hips.

As she stood there, naked and vulnerable, I couldn't help but admire the sight before me. Her skin, smooth and flawless, glistened in the soft light.

Her hair, now loose and cascading down her back, framed her face perfectly. Her eyes, filled with a mix of anticipation and desire, held me captive.

Esther watched me with a mixture of anticipation and amusement as I folded her clothes. "What are you planning to do?"

"Of course, something a good boyfriend should do." I said, grabbing her close to me building expectations of something fun happening only to remove the soft nightgown from the drawer behind her.

"Getting you dressed is a boyfriend's job afterall I don't want you to have a cold or complain about being uncomfortable later."

Esther sighed helplessly at the anticipation I built and how anticlimactic it turned out to be.

I brought the nightgown and slipped it over her head, the soft fabric caressing her skin. As I fastened the tiny buttons at the back.

I couldn't resist the urge to linger, my fingers tracing the delicate curve of her spine, her round plump butt and those huge tits that made their presence known, all in the name of making sure that the gown was perfectly worn.

"There, all set," I said, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

"Thank you," she murmured sleepily, already half-asleep.

I changed into my own nightwear quickly before sliding into bed beside her. She instinctively curled into me, her head resting on my chest as her breathing evened out.

"Goodnight, love," I whispered, wrapping my arms around her.

A soft hum was her only reply as we drifted off to sleep together.

The following days were anything but ordinary. Each of Esther's friends began to show up more frequently, armed with their own unique tactics to get close to me.

It was hard to miss the change in their behavior, but I pretended not to notice, staying calm as always.

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Karen was the first to strike, wasting no time after the ladies' discussion the previous day.

Karen was in her mid-thirties, a woman who exuded elegance and charm, making her stand out in any room she entered.

Her long, sleek black hair was always impeccably styled, cascading down her back like a dark waterfall.

She had almond-shaped brown eyes that held a warmth and intelligence, paired with high cheekbones and a smile that could light up a room.

Despite being a mother, Karen had maintained a figure that turned heads. Her hourglass shape was accentuated by her confident posture and the way she carried herself.

She wasn't overly thin but had a balanced, well-maintained physique, with toned arms and legs that hinted at a disciplined lifestyle.

Her curves, particularly her hips and chest, drew attention without being overly flashy, adding to her undeniable allure.

Her skin had a natural glow, with just a hint of makeup to highlight her features. She often dressed in stylish, form-fitting clothes that were sophisticated yet subtly seductive.

Even when she wore something as simple as a pencil skirt and blouse, the way the fabric hugged her body made people stop and take notice.

Karen had an air of maturity and confidence that set her apart. Her laughter was infectious, and her voice carried a melodic quality that drew people in.

Whether walking down the street or entering a room, she turned heads effortlessly, her presence leaving a lasting impression on everyone around her.

She arrived at the apartment unannounced, holding a dish covered with foil, her steps confident and her smile as radiant as ever.

"Hey darling, I was experimenting with a new vegetarian recipe and thought you'd be the perfect person to try it, given my husband and child never compliment my food let alone appreciate it when I try something new." she said sweetly, stepping into the living room without so much as waiting for an invitation.

Her outfit caught my eye—an off-shoulder top that hugged her figure and a skirt just short enough to make anyone wonder if she had dressed more for the food or the company.

She had clearly put thought into her appearance, from her neatly styled hair to the faint shimmer on her lips.

I glanced at the dish curiously. "That's so thoughtful of you. What is it? I would love to taste it."

"Stuffed bell peppers with a twist," she replied, peeling the foil back to reveal a colorful platter that looked as tempting as the one holding it.

As I sat down, Karen wasted no time pulling up a chair, placing herself too close to me. Her knee brushed against mine as she shifted her seat, something she didn't seem to mind, or didn't want to mind, a casual move that didn't feel so casual.

"Here, let me feed you," she said, her voice soft yet teasing, already scooping a forkful of the dish.

I raised an eyebrow but didn't protest as she brought the fork to my lips. Her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made the simple act of eating feel like something far more intimate.

As I opened my mouth, her fingers lightly brushed against my jaw, lingering there as if testing my reaction.

"It's good, right?" she whispered, her voice carrying a sultry edge.

I nodded, swallowing the bite. "Yeah, it's great."

Karen's smile grew triumphant, but she didn't stop there. She leaned in closer, her perfume—something floral and inviting—wafting between us.

"Oh, wait," she said, her voice playful as she tilted her head. "You've got a little something right here."

Instead of using a handkerchief like she always does, she used her fingers. As her fingers brushed against the corner of my lips, slow and deliberate, her touch soft enough to send a shiver down my spine but not enough to seduce me.

But instead of wiping it away completely, she brought her fingers to her own lips, licking them with a smirk.

"Mmm, this turned out even better than I thought," she said, her tone dripping with mischief.

I stayed composed, not reacting to her obvious attempts to fluster me, but I didn't need to look far to see someone who wasn't so calm.

Esther stood in the doorway, her arms crossed as she watched Karen's antics. Her brow twitched, a mix of irritation and disbelief on her face.

She took in Karen's overly polished appearance and the way she was practically draping herself over me, all in the name of letting me taste her cooking.

Karen, either unaware or pretending not to notice Esther's presence, leaned in again. This time, as she fed me another bite, her fingers brushed against my lips once more, slower and more deliberate.

Esther's jaw tightened as she saw Karen's smirk and how Karen's hand lingered far longer than necessary.

"Are you sure you're just here for the food?" Esther asked finally, her tone sharp.

Karen turned to her with a saccharine smile. "Of course! I just thought he'd appreciate my cooking."

Esther didn't respond, but her eyes narrowed slightly as she stepped into the room. Karen, unfazed, turned her attention back to me, her hand briefly resting on my arm.

"Let me know if you want more," Karen said softly, her fingers brushing against my wrist before she finally pulled back.

I could feel Esther's gaze burning into Karen as Karen continued her subtle yet deliberate display, but I maintained my composure.

Whatever game Karen was playing, it was clear she wasn't planning to back down anytime soon.

Karen eventually stood, smoothing her skirt with a satisfied smile. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. If you want, I can make more next time. Just let me know."

"Sure," I replied simply, maintaining my usual calm tone.

As she gathered her things and prepared to leave, Karen paused at the door, flashing one last playful smile. "Thanks for being such a good taste-tester. See you around."

With that, she left, her perfume lingering faintly in the room.

The door clicked shut, and before I could even fully turn back around, Esther was already standing there, her arms crossed and her expression tight.

"That didn't feel like she came here just to let you taste her food," she said bluntly, her eyes narrowing slightly as she stared at the now-empty dish Karen had left behind.

I sighed, leaning back against the couch. "It was definitely more than just the food," I admitted, keeping my tone light.

Esther's brow furrowed. "You noticed it too, right? The way she dressed, the way she touched you—those weren't accidents."

I nodded, looking at her. "Yeah, it was deliberate. She wasn't trying to be subtle either."

Esther threw her hands up, pacing a little. "I mean, come on! She practically fed you like you were her boyfriend! And the way she kept brushing your lips? That was so obvious!"

I couldn't help but smile a little at her reaction, though I quickly hid it. "You're not wrong. She was definitely pushing boundaries, but you don't need to worry, it's like I had told you, now your friends will take care of the rest."

Esther stopped pacing and turned to me, her arms dropping to her sides. "How can I not worry? It's like she's trying to take you from me right in front of my eyes."

I walked over to her, placing a hand gently on her shoulder. "I must admit although her attempt was futile, seeing her try like that was really fun."

Esther crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow at me. "Oh, so you enjoyed it, huh?" she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

I chuckled, shaking my head. "Not in the way you think, love. It's just amusing to see how far she went, all for nothing."

Esther rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the faint smirk tugging at her lips. "You're impossible sometimes, you know that? But don't let me catch you enjoying it *too* much."

I grinned, pulling her into a hug. "I only enjoy it because I know it doesn't mean anything. You're the only one I care about."

She huffed, leaning into me reluctantly. "You better remember that."

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