Digital Hearts- Late Night Ambitions

by Eden Redd

  Nikki rushed through the home, watching people file out. Cheers and whistles filled the night as the cat-woman made her way to the kitchen cabinet under the sink. Opening it, she pulled out cleaning supplies, garbage bags and paper towels. When she had gathered everything, she turned to see that the house was empty, the crowd outside carrying on with clapping and shouting.

  The cat-woman discreetly made her way back to the Study, arms full with supplies.

  ***

  Anya stepped out into the backyard. It was empty as almost everyone stepped past her to see what was happening in the front of the house. Making her way to the garden, she fell to all fours and her body began to change. The dress stretched slightly with her hound form. Big clawed hands began digging in the dirt beside a row of tomato plants. The earth moved easily as her hands became a blur. Tail wagging, she continued to dig a long trench, making it deep enough to hold a body.

  Thoughts swirled to Morgan, seeing the look in his eyes. He had become what she always knew was there, a hunter and a protector. Heat rushed through her body as his almost alien gaze stoked her fire. It pushed at glowing nerves, silently praying to Yir that she had found her mate.

  Digging deeper, Anya smiled sweetly as she pictured Morgan holding her.

  ***

  Morgan dropped both eyeballs to the floor and stepped on them. Fluid bursting and a squishing sound sent a rush through the player. Opening the top drawer to his desk, he placed both teeth and the handgun in it before closing it. The door to the Study rattled. Morgan stepped over and unlocked it. Opening the door, he saw Nikki with the cleaning supplies. He let her in and locked it behind her.

  The two moved to the corpse and began to work. Nikki helped put the bag over Damian’s head as Morgan took hold of the body. The corpse was heavy but Morgan managed, turning it on its side and pushing the legs up so they folded to Damian’s chest. Rigor mortis hadn’t set in yet, but the body was beginning to stiffen. Morgan and Nikki finished triple bagging the whole body and tightening it at the center. Moving it to the side, they began wiping away the blood and bits of gore.

  Morgan hummed as they quickly finished wiping away red from the floor and walls. Blood covered Morgan’s hands but he didn’t mind, enjoying the feel. Once cleaned, there was a knock at the door. Morgan made his way over, unlocked it and peered at Nikki who was in her hellhound form. Dirt caked her dress and limbs, but she nodded that the grave was finished.

  The shouting outside continued as Morgan, Nikki and Anya picked up the corpse and rushed through the empty home. When they exited out to the backward, they made a beeline for the open grave and dumped the body in. Nikki and Anya fell to all fours, burying the corpse as Morgan kept look out. After a few long minutes, the body was covered and stomped down, appearing like a new line of earth for more tomato plants.

  The three stepped back into the house, people trickling in. Drinks poured and many spoke of the three beautiful women dancing naked. Morgan went to wash his hands in the kitchen sink when Tibby appeared behind him. She took his hand and led him back through the house. Anya followed while Nikki stayed with the party and glanced out the kitchen bay window to the mound of earth outside.

  Tibby pulled Morgan along until they reached his bedroom door. The pale beauty opened it and glanced back to see Anya standing behind Morgan.

  “There is a truce tonight,” Tibby said with a razor smile.

  “There is,” Anya said with a dark edge.

  Morgan remained silent, his senses still reeling from the kill. The tingling sensation touched every pixel of his digital body and bled into reality. Demons called for more, but their appetites wanted something different. The player didn’t have to say a word, the warmth of the damaged souls with him whispered of kinship and divine understanding.

  The three slipped into Morgan’s bedroom. Anya locked the door behind her. A single lamp glowed in the corner. The heat began to rise as Tibby began to undress. Anya stepped past Morgan, her dress pulled up over her head and tossed aside. Morgan joined them, pulling clothes off and dropping them to the floor.

  When Tibby was nude, her pale, full figured form pulsated and changed. Anya’s body did the same, hair sprouting and eyes taking on a crimson hue. Tibby’s skin turned a blue-ish gray while white ran down her center. Anya’s skin took on an ashen gray. A thick tail with a fin unfurled and hit the floor while Anya crawled onto bed, her tail sprouting and fluffing out. The wereshark and werehound were in bed, eyes on Morgan as he stood, admiring their beauty.

  Blood rushed to Morgan’s member as he stepped closer. Blood still covered his hands but it felt natural, like he had earned it. Seeing the two women in their monster forms spoke to the demons under his skin, telling him he was just like them and they were just like him. Needs pushed the player into the bed, clawed and webbed hands taking hold of him and drawing him in closer. The mood, blood and dim light caused hearts to soar as they pawed and touched each other. Morgan noted, whatever differences Tibby and Anya had seemed to fall to the background as primal urges pulled them together.

  The player fell onto his back as Tibby and Anya looked down on him with love and hunger. Morgan took a bloody hand and stroked his rock-hard member, smearing blood along the shaft. The sight of red on his cock sent a shudder along Tibby’s body. Licking her lips, she wrapped her webbed hand around his base and slowly closed her lips around blood covered thickness. Pleasure bloomed and Morgan let out a warm exhale. Anya crawled up, her womanhood budding and wetness gleaming. With a bratty sigh, she kneeled over Morgan’s head. The player looked up as warm thighs touched the sides of his head before Anya lowered herself.

  The hellhound whimpered a whine as lips and tongue caressed her sensitive flesh. Hips moved, rubbing her slit along Morgan’s tongue and face. The player drowned in her wetness as Tibby increased the tempo, happily suckling his manhood. The three of them connected in their own way, pleasure ebbing and flowing like wine on a cold night. Anya closed her eyes, lost to Morgan’s tongue. Tibby closed her eyes, drinking in his scent and taste. Morgan closed his eyes, a deep understanding filling him that he was a monster and no one could take that away from him.

  Anya writhed while Tibby bobbed a little faster. Morgan’s hips moved, driving his cock deep into Tibby’s mouth while his tongue lashed at Anya’s glowing clit. Growls and moans filled the room, a primal symphony playing on. The tension thickened as did Morgan’s member. Tongue whipping, Anya whined as she touched her collar. Tibby moaned, tasting a drop of pre-come and wanting more. The dance between them turned into a frenzy. Anya’s perky breasts bounced as her hips moved with caged power. Tibby pressed her large chest to Morgan’s thighs, webbed hands on his hips and mouth suckling at his soul.

  Morgan smiled as he felt complete. Body betraying him, the siren call of release flooded his spirit. Anya took long ragged breaths as Tibby moaned louder. The three felt the connection and it bound them to this moment in time. Time stood still as the three went silent, bodies pushed to the breaking point. Heat flashed and all three shuddered in climax.

  Anya let out a long whine, her thighs shaking as wetness squirted. Nerves uncoiled as she rode his tongue and mouth, eyes rolling into her head. Tibby massaged her clit as she sucked on Morgan’s manhood. Deepthroating her lover, his cock touched the back of her throat just as it thickened. Molten seed painted her throat as her own orgasm rushed along tingling nerves. Black eyes rolled into her head, sucking Morgan’s rigid member and drawing out every last drop of his delicious seed.

  Morgan’s hips pushed up as he greedily drank down Anya’s juices. Locked in a blissful spiral, he laughed like a madman in his head, feeling he had finally found his true home. An alert touched his senses as he languished in paradise. Opening his eyes, he saw and felt what was happening.

  Three hearts appeared over Anya’s head as she continued to ride his tongue. Three hearts appeared over Tibby’s head as she continued to suck on his still rigid cock. The hearts spun until they exploded into small hearts, falling do
wn and disappearing when they touched the bed.

  The player smiled before redoubling his efforts. Holding Anya’s waist, he kept her in place while Tibby continued her masterful work. Muffled moans and gasps filled the room as three hearts blazed as one.

  ***

  The wind picked up as the party began to wind down. David and Lena were packing up the grills while at the end of the cul-de-sac, party goers said their goodbyes and stepped into waiting cabs. The sky darkened with thick clouds, the stars gone. String lights tussled in the wind as a few party people helped clean up.

  Mina wandered, her body swaying and an empty glass in her hand. She made her way over to David and Lena. The purple mutant looked to his friend, dropped the garbage bag in his hands and stepped to her. Mina’s smile was infectious as she stumbled and nearly hit the ground if David didn’t catch her.

  “I…love…you…,” Mina slurred.

  “I love you too,” David smiled.

  Mina turned her head in confusion as David helped her to stand. “Have you seen…Damian…or Morgan…or Damian?”

  “Haven’t seen them. I was here grilling food.”

  Mina gave a clumsy nod. “It’s fine. It’s…fine. Looks like it’s me and the showerhead tonight,” the witch laughed.

  David’s purple cheeks turned a slight pink. “I don’t think I have ever seen you this drunk.”

  “Love…makes you weak. Who knew I like being weak?” Mina cackled.

  “You’re the strongest person I know,” David smiled.

  Mina touched David’s big muscles. “I think you’re the strongest person here,” she slurred.

  The witch’s hand fell to the mutant’s round belly. “The gut looks good on you!”

  “Thanks,” David half-frowned.

  Mina stood on her own power and looked around. “Where’s the rest of the party?”

  “It’s over. Do you want to sleep it off on my couch?”

  Mina stuck out her arm and pointed to her house, “I live right there! Maybe...maybe I need a little help to the door…but I don’t need no stinking help!”

  David tried to stifle his laughter as Lena came over.

  “Let’s make some coffee for Mina,” David said as Mina whirled around with her arms out.

  Morgan stepped out of his front door and made his way to his friends. David looked over and smiled as the player walked to them, eyes on the twirling Mina.

  “We missed you part way through the party,” David grinned. “Did you see the naked dancers?”

  Morgan smiled as he shook his head. “I was…having a private party.”

  David nodded. “It looks like it. You’re finally letting your hair down.”

  Morgan kept his smile. “The game has really grown on me.”

  Mina stumbled over and nearly fell. Morgan caught her and held his friend.

  “Have you seen Damian? I…I can’t find him…anywhere,” the witch slurred.

  Morgan’s mind clouded with images of Damian. “Mina, I think we have to ta…,” The player was cut off by a loud grunt.

  David’s large form flexed before he fell to his knees, eyes wide. Morgan and Mina looked to the muscled mutant as he let out a harsh groan, eyes wild.

  “What’s wrong?” Morgan asked as Mina stood on her own power again.

  “I…don’t know,” David managed before he let out a hoarse cry.

  Lena was to his side as the big mutant clutched at his belly. The alien woman patted his back as David was breathing fast. Fear colored the mutant’s eyes as he let out a thick scream and flopped onto his back. Morgan fell to David’s right side while Mina fell to his left. Lena knelt down, calm as a summer pond by his head. The giant mutant spread his legs slightly and let out another harsh groan.

  “What…the…fuck?” David shouted before another pang of pain caused him to cry out.

  “It’s happening,” Lena said with enthusiastic glee.

  Morgan looked to the alien woman, “What is happening!”

  “David is having our child,” Lena smiled brightly.

  The mutant’s eyes were wide as he looked to the alien beauty, “What? How?...What? How?”

  David grunted and cried out as his thick arms shot up. Morgan took his friend’s right hand while Mina clutched his left. The three friends held onto one another as David groaned loudly in pain.

  “I’m…going to be a dad,” the mutant shouted before another pang of pain bloomed.

  “You are,” Lena grinned as she ran her long gray fingers along his cheek.

  “We are here for you,” Morgan said while trying to hold back from laughing at the absurdity of the situation.

  “Come on David, toughen up,” Mina commanded as she held his big hand.

  “I’m so happy for us,” Lena whispered.

  David looked into Lena’s oval black eyes and a small smile crept in amid the pain. “I love you so much. I’m proud to have your baby!”

  The mutant’s belly began to glow.

  “Should we get him to a hospital?” Morgan asked Lena.

  The alien shook her head. “He is strong enough to have the child here.”

  David squeezed the player’s hand hard, “Morgan, I’m a little scared.”

  “We will never leave your side,” the player smiled with wide eyes.

  “We are family,” Mina said with confidence.

  David smiled before pain screwed up his face. The groans grew louder with each passing moment. The mutant’s belly glowed and rippled. Lena watched with unblinking eyes. Morgan and Mina held their friend’s hands tight. The groans and screams came in waves before the mutant looked up into Lena’s smooth face.

  “I love you with all my heart,” the mutant said weakly.

  Three hearts appeared over the alien’s head as she stared down at him.

  “I love you, my handsome mutant,” Lena whispered.

  “I just want to be with you,” David managed to say before pain ran along his entire form.

  The three hearts above Lena’s head merged together to form a large golden heart. Morgan and Mina smiled as they saw the golden glow envelope the alien and mutant. The golden heart flashed and exploded into dozens of small yellow hearts.

  “IT’S COMING!” David shouted before he screamed.

  The light along his belly glowed and it flashed. Morgan closed his eyes, blinded by the light. David’s big hand pulled away. The player tried to blink away the flashbulbs before the digital reality started to fall back into place.

  David sat with Lena touching his shoulders. Both peered down at a bundle in his big, beefy arms. A tiny purple hand reached up and curled fingers around David’s large finger. A cooing rose up. Morgan and Mina were to their feet, stepping to either side of Lena and David and peering down at the baby. It had oval black eyes, light purple skin and an innocent little smile.

  “It’s a boy,” David said with tears streaking down his cheeks.

  Morgan and Mina hugged their friend while the baby cooed.

  “He’s beautiful,” the two said at the same time.

  Lena stepped back and touched her watch. Light flashed among the dark clouds above. David was caught in the beauty of his son as lights swirled along the clouds. Mina pressed her hand to her chest, a tear rolling down her pale cheek. Morgan looked up as a flying saucer appeared and floated down to over their neighborhood. Bright lights flashed down and centered on the mutant, friends and baby.

  “What’s happening?” Morgan shouted over the bright lights and noise.

  Lena stepped to David’s side. “David has earned his reward. We will fly to my home world and raise our child in a loving home.”

  “This is the most amazing thing to ever happen to me,” David shouted to the flying ship above while holding his baby.

  Morgan and Mina backed up as a wide light centered on David, Lena and the baby. The purple infant cooed and reached for the light.

  David turned his attention from the baby to Morgan and Mina, “You guys can have my home and every
thing in it. I won’t be needing it anymore. Have fun and I’ll see you when you both get out. I love you both!”

  Morgan and Mina stood side by side as David, Lena and the baby began to float up in the pillar of light. The bottom of the ship opened and all three held each other as one family as they ascended into the brightness. David gave them a thick thumb’s up before they were engulfed in brilliance. The bottom of the ship closed as light ran along the edges of the saucer.

  Morgan and Mina held hands as they waved to the ship. The lights along the saucer edge blinked faster with every passing second. When they spun into a blur, the ship turned to light and blasted into the dark cloudy sky.

  The light faded away from the clouds and the wind picked up. Morgan and Mina smiled as the wind howled along the cul-de-sac.

  Fourteen

  Rain and wind pelted the bay window overlooking the backyard. Dark skies writhed like a living, breathing thing, the early morning washing away in a downpour. Morgan stood, flipping pancakes while eggs sizzled in another pan. The cooking had become much easier even after only spending a little over a week in the game. Happy thoughts colored his mind as he cooked and admired the stormy day. Thinking about David and Lena, the player was happy his friend made it, winning his portion of the credit reward. Knowing David, he will upgrade to a higher level in his tower and maybe try harder when he returned to the grid wars.

  Nikki sat on the couch as classical music played in the background. The cat-woman’s eyes slowly opened and closed as she tried to fight her mid-morning nap. The smell of food was the only thing keeping her from passing out, hanging by a thread for some of Morgan’s delicious cooking.

  Morgan checked the oven before turning it off. He took out two plates from a cabinet and placed them on the island. The player turned to look out the kitchen bay window once again. Two mounds of mud bubbled and streamed as sheets of rain fell from the heavens. Memories of Richard and Damian’s last moments sent a sigh of accomplishment through the player. Morgan wished he could say he hated it, but it never occurred to him to dislike the very thing that made him feel alive. The virtual worlds had become a new society and the lines between reality and digital were blurred to the point no one cared. He wondered if he could actually take a living life in reality and the darkness crept over him, whispering its answer and he smiled.