by Jamie Hawke
“Start digging,” he said.
“With what?” Keisha asked, glancing around.
She had a good point. They weren’t about to use their hands. When he paced around the area, considering it, he noticed the way the rocks were arranged like a triangle. He pursed his lips. Maybe it wasn’t a skeleton face after all, but a simple triangle? Going for more of a triforce effect?
He steppped over to the closest and lifted it, moving it to the center, then did the same with the next two. When rotated, they somehow connected like the triforce from Zelda games, and he laughed.
“Fun,” Esmerelda said, “but how does that…?”
She stopped as he stepped up onto the triforce and jumped, his weight enough to push it into the soil. As he’d hoped, it worked kind of like a key, breaking off that part of the hill so that the dirt broke away, exposing several loot crates in the hillside.
Esmerelda arched an eyebrow, impressed, while Keisha and Temra were already moving in to extract the goods.
Frank helped pull the first one out. They got it open and he grinned. Interesting stones that seemed to have a slight glow to them, some bent glass and small lenses, along with curved plastic, rope, chains, and more.
“Stepping up the game,” he said, realizing what some of this was. Checking it against his holographic blueprints, he started working pieces together. Nothing crazy, but soon he had put together sights and enhanced grips, shoulder supports for rifles to lower the kick, and even found a blueprint that showed the glowing stone going into a claymore he was able to make, giving it power, and a countdown mechanism that shone through the plastic.
Shit, this could be dangerous if used wrongly.
Once they were done and had leftovers in the carry sacks included, covered in dirt and grime but feeling damn good about themselves and their new arsenal, they continued on toward the shore. Still no gunshots in the distance, nor any sign of pursuit.
Before long, it became quite clear they’d need food and water.
Keisha started to shimmy up a tree, and Frank turned to her. “What’re you doing?”
“If I can get a better view of the island, I might be able to tell which one we’re on.”
Frank shrugged, watching her, enjoying the view of her ass as she climbed. She had ditched the flight suit they’d used to make it to the Space Needle, opting instead for the ninja outfit. Without the hood and mask on, she could pass for a low-level pirate in the getup. Esmerelda, he noted, wore the same thing, while Temra had on her waitress outfit and those nice leather pants. It wasn’t too out of place here considering the theme of the restaurant in the world they’d come from—a bit too posh and new, but otherwise, fine.
“I know where we are!” Keisha exclaimed, and then leaped from the tree to land on the hill beside Frank. She motioned them to follow her through the jungle. “It’s just over here. A bit of a lookout, or hideout. Whatever it needs to be.”
The atmosphere seemed to change drastically with the simple idea that they had a better idea of where they were.
19
It wasn’t long before they came upon a small hut. Frank was sure he would’ve missed it if not for Keisha’s guidance. The walls and roof were made of thatched reeds and large palms, built up against a dense area of trees and brush. White sand led from it, mixed in with scattered trees until it led to the beach and turquoise waters beyond.
“Nice work,” Esmerelda said, clapping the other woman on the shoulder. “I remember this now, but wouldn’t have been able to find it if you paid me.”
They entered, the four of them a bit of a tight squeeze, and for an awkward moment Temra stood there, eyes darting between them. Keisha indicated a corner and then kicked dirt away, revealing a floorboard that moved up to show an underground pantry. She pulled out supplies as water skins, dried fruit and meet, and more.
“Who’s first?” she asked.
Frank gulped, surprised it was happening so fast. Like this. He was about to step forward and take her, when Keisha asked, “First for what?”
“I imagine we’re taking watches?” Temra replied. “Getting some rest.”
“Oh, go for it.” Keisha shrugged. “I mean, if you want to sleep…”
“I’m exhausted.” Temra took a step back so that her back was to the wall, and lowered herself to a sitting position. Her eyes were already starting to close. “Mind if… I… doze off?”
“We’re safe here,” Esmerelda replied, but the girl was already asleep.
Keisha chuckled. “Not yet then, I guess?”
The comment made Frank shift in his stance, still not sure how comfortable he felt with this scenario. He looked forward to it, but that didn’t mean it was all coming together in his mind. The longer it took to get it over with, the more awkward and full of sexual tension the whole situation became.
“Come on,” Esmerelda said, nodding toward the water. “It’s a bit cramped in here, and we’ll be better keeping a watch from out there.”
“That so?” Keisha asked suspiciously.
“While we pass the time, I mean.” Esmerelda turned to Frank, a playful smile on her lips as she led the way. “One thing I was sure I’d miss when leaving this land was the beaches, the water, and the prospect of a nice swim with you.”
“A nice swim?” Keisha asked with a chuckle. “Nothing more?”
“Let’s test the waters for him.” Esmerelda stood on the white sand, already undoing the laces on her shirt. “Take it from there.”
Keisha licked her lips and stood, approaching Esmerelda. “The waters look nice.”
“Nice?”
“Amazing.” Keisha reached out and ran her hand along the top of Esmerelda’s breast, pulling down the shirt to take the other woman’s nipple between her forefinger and thumb, playing with it. She moaned as Esmerelda took her in a kiss, hand moving between her legs, still over the fabric.
Frank sat back, watching, feeling the pressure in his pants grow as he anticipated what came next. Esmerelda was kissing Keisha’s neck now, watching him over her shoulder. Her hands worked around back and into Keisha’s pants, then pushed down, exposing her ass as the woman took two full handfuls and squeezed.
A laugh escaped from Keisha, and now she was pulling off Esmerelda’s top completely, and Frank was ready to join in. Only, as he stood, Esmerelda held up a hand.
“Not yet.” She pulled off Keisha’s pants completely, kissing her thighs as she did so, then her top. Next she allowed Keisha to do the same for her, so that both women were completely nude on the beach.
Keisha looked to Frank, expectantly, but Esmerelda took her hand and led her to the water.
“You joining us or what?” Esmerelda called back.
He was up in a flash, stripping as he walked, watching the water lap at their legs as they went in deeper, then their hips, caressing them as he soon would be. Esmerelda lowered herself and then stood, water cascading down her breasts and abs as she pulled Keisha close. The two toppled with shouts and laughter, coming up with playful splashes and full grins.
But when they noticed Frank approaching, cock erect and breaths coming hard, they knew it was time for action. No more playing around, both women were on him in an instant, hands caressing him, washing him. Keisha ran a hand down, cupping water and using it to clean his cock, then lowered herself to kneeling, head just out of the water so that she could take him in her mouth.
Esmerelda lifted a leg for Frank to hold, and Keisha turned, stroking Frank as she ran her tongue along the woman’s pussy. A playful flick along her clit, and then Keisha moved back, guiding Frank’s cock into the woman.
It was an awkward position, but with the buoyancy of the water and Keisha caressing him while helping his balance, he was able to make it work. The waves continued to lap at their thighs, water splashing as bodies met, and as Frank fucked Esmerelda he took Keisha by the back of her head, kissing her. One of her hands moved between him and Esmerelda, helping to rub the woman’s clit so that soon Esmerelda w
as clutching Frank, moaning into his ear, and then fell back, into the water.
When she came sputtering up and Frank helped her stand, she laughed and said, “I’m good. Don’t help me, she’s the one who needs helping.”
He frowned, turning and expecting Keisha to be in trouble, but she leaped onto him so that he almost fell over too.
“Think you can lift me?” Keisha asked, lowering herself onto his cock.
He didn’t have a choice, but damn sure would’ve said yes if her tongue hadn’t entered his mouth. Her breasts bounced as he used his arm strength to guide her up and down on his cock, then squatted and started thrusting in what seemed a very awkward position to him, but made her scream in no time.
She leaned away, arching her back and looking at the sky as her orgasm finished. The balance was off though, so he couldn’t hold her and they both went into the water. She held him there, not letting go, and he saw the pleasure of it in her eyes as bubbles flew past his face. Finally, she released him, and they both came up for air.
“Now that was sexy,” Esmerelda said, grinning. She glanced down at Frank’s hard cock. “But we seem to have taken care of ourselves, leaving you unfulfilled.”
“It’s okay,” he started to say, but when Keisha took him with her hand, guiding him by the cock back to the other woman, he didn’t protest.
“The fun about being able to finish in the sea,” Esmerelda said as she knelt, taking two hands to stroke him long and hard as she talked, “is that there’s less hassle cleaning up afterward.”
She timed it just right, Keisha pressing her breasts to him and kissing his neck as she reached around to cup his balls, so that by the time her last word came out, cum erupted all over her face and chest. She giggled, then fell back, cleaning herself just beneath the surface while Keisha continued to gently stroke him.
“You were so fucking huge,” Keisha said, nibbling on his earlobe.
“Were?” Frank glanced down. Oh, yeah, were made sense. She was basically stroking a half-eaten roll of cookie dough at this point. Odd that seeing his cock like that made him think of cookie dough, and that suddenly he had a massive craving for peanut-butter cookies with chocolate chips.
Frank turned back to her and ran his lips along her collar bone, pulling up only when the sound of water splashing told him Esmerelda was done.
She held out her arms to show her breasts. “See, clean.”
Keisha laughed, cupping Frank’s balls again. “Then maybe we should go again?”
“You two can,” Frank said. “I’m spent.”
Keisha arched an eyebrow while Esmerelda moved in toward her, licking her lips, but then both laughed.
“Us too, honestly.” Keisha glanced at Esmerelda. “Right?”
Esmerelda shrugged, but nodded to the beach. “Sure, why not.”
Frank chuckled, leading them back toward the shore.
They spread out their clothes on the beach and laid down on them, avoiding the sand getting anywhere it wasn’t wanted, then took a moment to relax and catch their breaths.
With the clarity of what they’d just done plus the warmth of the sun and the gentle breeze flowing over their naked bodies, Frank had the craving to do more crafting. Now that they were back, and now that he’d upgraded his crafting ability, he imagined they’d be able to make even more badass weapons to use in the upcoming fight. He pulled up his compass, excitedly, to see what else they could find.
20
Frank was just finishing the crafting to patch up the weapons he and his companions had, but also putting together more ammo, extended magazines, and even a silencer on a pistol, in case a need for that arose. Next, we went to work on a sniper rifle for his grandma, figuring she’d be able to put it to good use, along with a more badass one for his grandpa.
Temra found him there as he worked on more items, and she looked over some of the remaining loot from each crafting session, nodding excitedly. “Just…” She adjusted her monocle to green, then nodded. “Try this.”
Working with him on an igniter and what he’d thought was hairspray, they made a sort of ghetto version of a mini flamethrower. He wasn’t sure if using it would be smart or result in blowing himself up, but it was pretty badass.
“Keep that one in a safe spot,” she noted, apparently having the same thought.
She pulled up the monocle. His eyes met hers and they sat like that, staring at each other for a moment. The way the light sparkled, making hers almost pink, completely pulled him in. On top of that, she was kind, smart, and a genuine badass.
“The others,” he said, his voice catching, throat too dry. “Keisha, I mean… She’s good with it.”
“It?”
“You know. You. Us.”
Temra blushed, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear with her ungloved hand. “Oh, yes. Actually, they woke me, told me to find you and… make it official.”
“I… see.” The pressure in his pants was sudden, the thudding in his heart fast. His next breath was a big one, one that he blew out slowly.
“If you’re not ready. I mean… If you want to wait until this is all over…”
He set everything aside, scooted over to her, and took her hand in his. It was rough, likely from all the clockwork and steamgear she’d worked on, but it felt comfortable in his. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Best to get it over with?” She arched an eyebrow.
“No, best to not make either of us wait for what we both really want.”
She couldn’t hide the hint of a smile that pulled at her lips, nor the way her chest rose and fell quickly. Her hand twitched in his, and then she was on him, pinning him to the ground with her tongue already in his mouth. He almost resisted, as if he were being attacked, but then was fully into it, undoing her vest and shirt, caressing her breasts over her purple bra—a color he hadn’t expected in the least—and then pulling one breast out to take the nipple in his mouth. She let out a soft moan, tearing at his pants, grabbing his hard cock in her hand, her gloved one on his ass.
“Take it off,” he said, hand going toward her glove, but she pulled back, shook her head, and he asked no more questions. The device on her shoulder was still there, too, but at least she didn’t protest him removing the monocle from where it was strapped to her head.
“I missed you,” she whimpered when his hand found her. He felt how wet she was as one finger slid between her folds to toy with her clit.
It was a strange statement, considering it was meant for another version of him. One that threatened to be a turnoff, but he decided that no, he wouldn’t take it that way. She loved him. Even if it had been a replica of him, in a sense, it had still been him. Just like Rose and Shadow hadn’t come from the same world exactly, but were every bit in love, as much as they’d always been.
In love. The thought struck him as one he hadn’t considered, even as Temra pushed him back and finished undressing him, sand scraping his ass in a way that reminded him to put his pants down so that wouldn’t happen. Even as she lowered herself to take his cock in her mouth, he wondered about love and what he was supposed to feel here with her, and with the other ladies.
He wasn’t even out of college yet, although he wasn’t exactly sure if he’d ever be returning. Was he supposed to be feeling love? There was no doubt he wanted these women to never leave his side, to always be with him. He’d die for them, and had no doubt they’d do the same for him. Trust was complete, affection, adoration, all of that—without a doubt.
But for some reason, the word love scared him.
Temra came up from his cock, red eyes staring at him, so sexy. She licked her lips, frowned, and asked, “Where’s your mind?”
He breathed deep, pulled her in for a kiss, and turned her to her hands and knees as he slapped her ass. “Right here, with you.”
She giggled. “Then stop hesitating and get in me already.”
That wasn’t something he needed to be told twice. Kneeling behind her and running his c
ock along the crack of her ass, he was astounded by how pale her skin was in the broad daylight. It was like he was about to fuck a vampire, he thought with a grin, and that turned him on even more. A silly thought, but whatever. Then he put the tip in, feeling her wet pussy as it welcomed him home. He leaned over her, cupping her breasts and loving the feeling of their bodies moving as one.
She managed to turn her head and, since he was so tall and lanky, he was able to meet her, to kiss her as he moved. A few minutes of this and some good yelps, then she pulled away and turned over, grabbing him and thrusting his cock inside of her from above.
“Make me scream,” she said, and he did his damn best to do just that.
To his relief, it happened a few minutes later. If there’d been an enemy nearby, they would’ve definitely given away their position.
He covered her mouth, laughing and saying, “Oh, fuck,” as his eyes roamed the trees.
“Stay focused on the task,” Esmerelda’s voice came from not far off. “We’re keeping watch. Just… do what needs to be done.”
“And right now,” Temra whispered as she continued to rock her hips, enjoying the aftershocks of her orgasm, “that’s cum inside me.”
The question of what that could lead to didn’t even enter his mind, although he’d wonder about it later. For now, all he knew was that he had to oblige her, that he craved that sweet feeling of her around him. He loved the scent of their sex, the taste of her tongue, and soon was pressed into her, his whole body tingling as she brought him to the point of bliss.
“That’s… the way,” she said, and he realized her metallic hand was clutching the sand, as if she was purposefully not touching him with it. When his eyes moved back to her, she looked away, seemingly suddenly self-conscious, so he left it alone. Maybe her hand was scarred under there, or not there at all. Either way, if she wasn’t ready to talk about the issue, he wouldn’t push her to.
“You’re amazing,” he said, kissing her neck, running his hand along her curves.