He felt her start to relax. Alvin thought he might be able to hold off longer, so he was unprepared for Becky’s second orgasm to chain off the first, her tunnel tightening down even more around his engorged shaft. With a grunt, he felt his hips start to move on their own, and knew he was done. A moment later, he flooded her with his cum, his hips slapping into her ass with abandon.
Panting as his orgasm slowly subsided, Alvin felt Becky still orgasming. Slowing his thrusts, Alvin was breathing hard as his cock began to soften. Forced to stop by his own body, he stayed where he was for a long moment while Becky came down from her own high.
“You okay, Gothy?”
“Gods, yes,” Becky murmured.
“Stay right there,” Alvin said when he finally slipped from her.
Returning a moment later with a couple of washcloths and a small bowl, he used one to clean himself and Becky. When he was done, he held the other out to Kuro. With her eyes averted, Kuro took the cloth to clean herself. Leaving the bowl next to the bars, Alvin released Becky from the stocks, then undid the spreader bars.
“Come on, lover, time to get you to bed. I’ll be back shortly to cuddle,” Alvin said, helping the dazed Becky into bed.
Becky murmured happily and did what he said. Shaking his head with smile on his lips, Alvin collected the toys, taking them back to the dungeon. Both cloths were in the bowl, and Kuro was huddled in a cocoon in the middle of her bed when he returned to the bedroom. “Night, Mousie,” Alvin said softly as he triggered the shutters to close.
Alvin crawled into bed with Becky, holding her from behind. “Night, my beautiful gothic temptress.”
“Hero…” Becky started before she paused. “You know that she…”
“I figured,” Alvin said when Becky trailed off. “I won’t be touching her, not until you’re both comfortable.”
“I’m—”
“Still worried,” Alvin said, cutting her off. Gently pulling, he got her to face him. “I know you are, and it’s okay, Gothy. When it happens, you will be there. You will be involved, and when it is all said and done, you will still be the shining star in my sky.”
Brow furrowing, her eyes sparkled with unshed tears. “Damn you, Hero. I feel like a scared little girl when I think you might leave me. Then you say stuff like this and my fears go away, and I feel like a fool. How did you make me love you so much?”
“The same way you make me love you just as much,” Alvin whispered as he kissed her forehead. “We’re just two peas in the same pod. Perfect for each other in every way that matters. A hundred thousand women could parade before me naked, but in the end, I would still pick you to take away with me.”
“Even if I wanted to bring one or two with me?”
“I’ll give you anything you want, Gothy. I wouldn’t be taking them. I’d be taking you and your toys. The relationship that we have isn’t normal, but I’ll treasure every moment of it, as long as you are there.”
Sniffling, Becky leaned her head against his chest. “I feel like I’m being unfair to you. I want Mousie with us. She helps me, and I look at her and think she’s gorgeous, more than I could ever be. I want to share her with you, too.”
“It will probably happen in time, Gothy. Even after that, Mousie will be in her bed, and you’ll be here with me. Maybe you’ll reward her by letting her sleep with us sometimes, but she needs you as much as you need her for your own conflicted psyche. If I ever feel like there is an issue with us, I will talk to you about it, and you need to do the same for me.”
“As you wish, Hero,” Becky murmured, her words slurring.
“Sleep well, my wonderful gothic temptress. Tomorrow is another long car trip,” Alvin said, kissing her head again.
A few minutes later, Becky began to snore. Alvin lay there holding her, stroking her hair and wondering if her fears were valid. When he finally bedded Kuro, would it dim his love for Becky? Would it cause them problems? Or was he right that nothing would change between them? In time, he quieted his thoughts and finally drifted to sleep.
~*~*~
Alvin shuddered as he woke up, the sensation of Becky’s mouth affixed to his groin secondary to the orgasm she had just brought him to. Panting as he looked down and saw her smiling around his cock, Alvin started laughing.
“Morning to you, too.”
Taking a moment to clean him on her way up his shaft, she finally released him from her mouth. “Sorry, Hero, but I really wanted that. You didn’t let me have any last night.”
“I’m not complaining. It’s a very pleasant way to wake up, but I wish I had woken up sooner.”
“You would have but… morning wood, and me not waiting at all…” Becky giggled as she moved up the bed and held him. “Morning, Hero.”
“We have another long trip today,” Alvin said, running his fingers through her hair. “I’m sure Mousie would like out of her cage to use the bathroom.”
“Probably,” Becky murmured into his chest. “In a minute, I want to hold you for a bit.”
“As you wish,” Alvin smiled, content to let the moment linger between them.
Minutes ticked by with the two of them content to hold each other. A gentle knock on the bedroom doors got their attention. “Sir, if you are awake, I will start breakfast,” Jarvis’ voice barely carried into the room.
“We’re awake. We’ll be out in a bit,” Alvin called back. “Looks like our wakeup call came.”
“It did that a couple of minutes ago,” Becky winked before she got out of bed. Kneeling, she triggered the shutters, making them retract. “Morning, Mousie. Did you sleep well?”
“Yes, Gothy. Thank you,” Kuro replied.
“Let’s go freshen up and get ready for the day,” Becky said, opening the door for Kuro to leave her bed.
Standing upright, Kuro stretched, and Alvin felt his body react to the sight. “Morning, Kuro,” Alvin said softly.
“Morning, Al,” Kuro said before quickly walking toward the bathroom.
Becky and Alvin exchanged a smile, then Becky followed Kuro. Maybe she’s starting to accept me after all, Alvin thought as he lay there for another minute. Getting out of bed, Alvin stretched. Best condition either of my bodies have ever been in.
“Shake it, baby,” Becky said, wolf whistling him.
With a sigh, Alvin looked at her in the bathroom doorway. “Really?”
“I like what I see,” Becky snickered. “We’re going to jump in the shower real quick… care to join us?”
Feeling the twitch below his waist, Alvin smirked. “Is that the best idea?” he asked once he got to her side.
Becky looked into the bathroom, hearing the shower running. “Just keep your hands safe,” Becky murmured. “I asked her. She was hesitant, but seemed willing, if a little skittish. Frankly, I didn’t expect her to start turning around so fast.”
“I’ll keep my hands off her,” Alvin grinned as he pushed Becky against the door frame and kissed her.
The kiss lingered for a bit before Becky nudged him, breaking the kiss. “Are we going to shower or have another go, here and now?” Her face was flushed when she asked the question.
“Shower,” Alvin said, stepping back and turning Becky toward the shower, slapping her ass. “I’m going to rub you all over.”
Alvin didn’t get to do that, though, since Kuro was waiting for her and started washing Becky as soon as she stepped into the shower. Alvin let her, moving to the other side of the bench to clean himself. When he glanced over after a minute, Becky was rubbing down Kuro, keeping her eyes on Alvin. When their eyes met, Becky’s dropped to his standing manhood, and she licked her lips.
“Again?” Alvin chuckled.
“It’s my favorite treat. You know that,” Becky replied. Turning Kuro around to face Alvin, her hands began to help sluice soap off the Elf’s lean frame. “Besides, you want someone to help you, don’t you?”
Alvin blinked, trying to get his brain to function, as Kuro’s eyes were glued to his groin. “Yes,
yes I do. I choose you Gothy, I always will.”
Alvin noted the slight furrow to Kuro’s brow as her eyes closed. “Unless someone wants to volunteer?”
Kuro’s eyes snapped open at that comment. Becky pinched both hard nipples, making Kuro gasp, and she shook her head back and forth looking almost panicked. “It looks like Mousie isn’t ready for your treat yet, Hero, which is fine. This morning was over too quickly for me.”
Becky let go of Kuro, going to Alvin and sinking to her knees in front of him. She winked at him as she took his hard flesh into her eager mouth. Alvin gasped softly; Becky knew just how to work him. A small noise drew his eyes up, and he found Kuro fixated on Becky, both hands rubbing her own body.
Becky’s mouth and the sight of Kuro pleasuring herself at the same time kicked Alvin’s libido into overdrive. Tangling his hands into Becky’s hair, he dropped his eyes so Kuro wouldn’t get uncomfortable as he began to facefuck Becky.
Becky moaned as she accepted Alvin’s treatment with glee. When she had taken him this morning, she hoped he would wake up and do what he was now. She hadn’t played with him as much as she normally would, so he had popped off too fast. Having cum not more than ten minutes ago, however, Alvin had way more stamina this time.
Basking in Becky’s eager acceptance of his treatment of her, Alvin closed his eyes and did what he wished to her. He gave her small breaks to get enough air, before going right back to forcing her all the way back to the base of his shaft.
He wasn’t sure how long he took her offered mouth, but all good things come to an end, and so did the moment. As he was about to cum, he opened his eyes and saw Kuro seated on the bench, legs spread wide as she rubbed herself. Kuro looked slightly panicked, but she calmed when she watched Alvin’s eyes dilate and his body lock up as he began to fill Becky’s mouth with his seed.
Unable to maintain the eye contact, Alvin grunted when he finally was able to catch his breath. Staggering back a step, he leaned against the wall while Becky panted from her place on the floor.
“Thank you, Hero,” Becky was the first to speak, though her voice was not as clear as normal. Turning around, Becky pushed Kuro down onto the bench and began kissing her.
Kuro resisted for a moment, then wrapped her arms around Becky and accepted the kiss. Alvin felt his groin twitch again, and shook his head. Turning off the water for the shower head he had been under, he slipped out of the shower.
“I was hoping for an encore,” Becky said from the shower as Alvin finished drying off.
“We’d never reach the capital if we do,” Alvin chuckled and handed her a fresh towel.
“Fine,” Becky sighed. She stepped aside and Kuro came into view.
“A towel for you, Kuro,” Alvin said, holding one out for her.
“Thank you,” Kuro said, not meeting his eyes, her cheeks flushed dark.
“See you at breakfast,” Alvin said as he left the room.
Chapter Twenty-three
Walking into the main room, Alvin took a deep breath. The smell of food floated on the air, mixed with the scent of freshly brewed coffee. “Jarvis, what’s for breakfast?”
“I’m putting the finishing touches on strawberry shortcake French toast, sir,” Jarvis replied. “I should have them done in a minute or two. They took slightly longer than I anticipated.”
“Happens with cooking,” Alvin said as he went to grab some coffee.
“Feel free to take the pot to the table, sir,” Jarvis said and started plating the dishes.
“That smells wonderful,” Becky said, sniffing the air as she came in.
“Thank you, miss,” Jarvis smiled. “It is about ready to serve.”
Alvin brought the pot and some creamer to the table; cups and sugar were already there. Pouring coffee for the three of them, Alvin set the pot on the warming pad in the middle of the table just as Jarvis came out of the kitchen with a tray.
“I hope you enjoy,” Jarvis said, setting plates down on the table in front of each of them.
“Are these English muffins?” Becky asked. She took a moment to appreciate the art that Jarvis had used to make the meal.
“Indeed, miss,” Jarvis smiled as he retrieved a cup of tea and joined them at the table. “They have been fried as French toast, layered with lemon sugar and strawberries, then topped with yogurt, honey, and more berries.”
“Looks and smells amazing,” Alvin said, picking up his knife and fork. Cutting a generous section off, Alvin popped it into his mouth. The merging of the different textures and flavors was perfect. He might not normally be a fan of yogurt, but Jarvis had nailed this. “Damn Jarvis, you cook like a fiend.”
“I shall take that as a compliment, sir.”
“He’s right, this is amazing,” Becky agreed, her smile slipping.
“I look forward to working with you tonight to craft an equally wonderful meal, miss.”
“Thanks, Jarvis,” Becky said, her smile not quite coming back.
“I can train you while I help, miss,” Jarvis went on. “It will take time, but you will eventually be able to do this on your own.”
“You did say that cooking is a craft,” Becky murmured as she squinted at the table. Her eyes began to track something invisible as she ate.
Alvin smiled at her, knowing she was looking over the crafting screen for cooking. Going back to his meal, he quickly demolished it. Sighing contentedly, Alvin pushed his plate forward. “Jarvis, I meant to ask you about looting. Has it changed at all?”
“Yes,” Jarvis said. “I was going to bring it up today after breakfast, but you’ve beaten me to it. It is no longer possible to opt to take individual items when looting. If you choose not to accept the loot, it will become available after an hour to anyone who comes along to claim it. A small addendum, however. If you are not in the same world as the mob when it dies, its loot becomes immediately generally available. If you are part of a group and a party member touches it, the loot is automatically sent to the bag of the person it is intended for.”
“So if I killed Lister today, I wouldn’t have been able to loot the fifty cal?”
“That is broadly correct, sir.”
“That’s a significant change,” Alvin muttered. “How does that work out for the butcher shop, if animals are needed for it to work correctly?”
“Animal corpses are part of the loot,” Jarvis replied. “Every kill will yield loot. XP tokens and items carried all have a random chance to appear. Lister might have dropped the gun as loot, but he may also have dropped any of the many keys to his vehicles.”
“No more carving up entire drakes, then?” Becky asked, looking up from her reading.
“That is correct and incorrect. There is a chance that a drake will drop its entire body, much like any cookable beast might. It is extremely unlikely, though it does have high chances of dropping hide, scales, and meat in lesser quantities.”
“Full on game mode,” Alvin chuckled as he finished his coffee.
“Indeed, sir. That is what they are aiming for at this juncture,” Jarvis replied.
“Any idea if the vehicles are done?” Alvin asked as Kuro and Becky finished eating.
“I do not know, sir.”
“Well, let’s make sure we’re good to go and head out,” Alvin said, getting to his feet. “It’s going to be a long drive again.”
Everyone went to grab any gear they needed, use the bathroom, and take care of any other small details that remained. Half an hour later, the group was pulling out of the garage in the newly upgraded vehicles.
Alvin was in awe of the new seats. It was like sitting on a fluffy cloud, a vast difference from the old seat. “Damn, these are comfortable,” he muttered, getting a nod from Kuro.
“I didn’t know seats like this could exist,” Kuro agreed.
Guards moved to surround the vehicles when they appeared in the yard at the manor, Champion Skyfall following them with a stern look on her face. “Oops, looks like she isn’t happy. Heh.” Climbing
into the back, Alvin popped the hatch and stood up. “Champion Skyfall, sorry for any distress. We were just getting things ready.” Alvin said it, but didn’t actually have any hint of remorse. “You’re in the Mustang with Gothy again today.”
She gave him a piercing glare and turned to the guards, speaking quietly before heading for the Mustang. Alvin watched her for a moment, then looked over the protective shielding around the gun. It would give the gunner more protection to attacks from the sides, but because it was open on top, it would be easy for flying mobs to cause trouble.
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