Dungeon crawl, p.23
Dungeon Crawl, page 23
When her body spasmed around my fingers, and she moaned, “Oh, Link. Oh God,” over and over, that sent a new rush of desire over me.
I continued to bath her pussy with attention until her entire frame shuddered, and she jerked away from my touch. Then I crawled up her frame to kiss her. To let her taste what I had, and share the experience with both her and Elliot.
Fallyn pressed a hand to my chest, and I thought she was stopping me. Instead, she nudged me onto my back. “I want to taste you,” she said. Her face was pink, and she was smiling and gorgeous.
I had to prop myself up on my elbows to watch her crawl between my legs. Most. Stunning. Sight. Ever.
When she dragged her tongue up my shaft, a shudder of need raced through me. When she took me in her mouth, I let myself get lost in the sensation. I gripped her braids in my fist, and fucked her face while she lavished my cock with attention.
Young Link never could’ve imagined this kind of acceptance. This kind of peace. The job was great, but the people were incredible. Especially these two people. My people. I couldn’t imagine a world without Elliot and Fallyn, and I didn’t have to.
This was perfection. Right here with me.
36
elliot
Watching Link and Fallyn together was my new favorite porn.
But I’d missed them both so much, watching wasn’t enough. I needed to be a deeper part of this connection. Fallyn’s ass was in the air, and her legs spread just enough to give me a teasing glimpse of her gorgeous pussy. I knelt behind her, and slid my cock inside her, while she sucked Link off.
She felt so incredible wrapped around me. Tight. Slick. I wanted to grip her neck, tease her clit, and make her come hard while I spilled inside her.
I also wanted this to last longer than thirty seconds. So I built to a slow, even pace. Sliding almost all the way out of her before plunging back in, and feeling how she tightened around me at each new penetration.
Link’s grunts as she lavished him with attention added to the atmosphere. The entire bubble around us was an addictive shell of desire.
I knew from the sounds Link made, from the energy in the air, when he came. His grunts and the jerks of his body were familiar, but still incredible to witness.
When Fallyn pulled away, and Link’s dick slipped from her lips as he shuddered, my restraint snapped. I needed to experience more. I pressed my fingers to her clit, stroking and teasing orgasm from her. And when her cries hit that peak, when she clenched around my cock the tightest, I plunged inside her as deep as I could.
Link sat up, pushing Fallyn into me, trapping her between us, as I fucked her hard. He crushed his mouth to mine.
I wanted to capture him, too. To hold him here. But I couldn’t let go of her. I gripped her hips tight and slammed harder. Faster. Losing myself in the rhythm and letting pleasure overtake me.
Need tightened in my balls and coiled through my entire being, until I couldn’t hold back. I came hard, spilling inside Fallyn, biting Link’s lower lip, and feeling the passion that consumed all of us.
We collapsed together, all three of us, in a pile of breathless satisfaction.
I was so lucky to have this, to have Link and Fallyn. I’d almost given them up, and I never would’ve forgiven myself for that.
It sucked that I had to dial back my participation at AcesPlayed, but I was still a part of it. I got to be involved, see things grow with both the game and the company.
But life without Fallyn and Link…
Fortunately, I didn’t have to face that consequence.
We did have to deal with something else, though. “I should’ve brought King with me. He misses you,” I said.
Fallyn looking flushed and content was one of my favorite sights. “I missed him too. I probably would’ve come back just to see him.”
“I’ll remember that next time I need to surprise you with a plane ticket,” I said dryly.
Link chuckled. “I think you’ve used that trick up.”
“I’m just lucky I have you as bait, too.” I nudged him playfully.
“Damn right you are.” With a reluctant groan, Link pushed himself into a sitting position. “But I think that’s Elliot’s way of saying we need to go back to his place.”
“It is.” I forced myself to climb from the bed, and tugged Fallyn to the edge. “But once we’re there, we can lose the clothes again, and not leave the house for days.”
Fallyn seemed to consider this. “Sounds like a fair deal.”
It took us a lot longer to get dressed than it should have, since we kept stopping to kiss and grope and tease each other. We finally finished, and I agreed to meet the two of them back at my place, and that I’d pick up food on the way.
When I reached my house, Link’s car was already out front. I’d missed that sight. Inside, Fallyn and Link had already made themselves comfortable on the couch, and I wasn’t surprised to see King had claimed Fallyn’s lap.
The puppy barked when he saw me, but he didn’t get up until he realized I had food. Over the last week, I’d already lost the fight when it came to not letting him beg for table scraps. It was just easier to make him his own plate, so he’d be occupied while we ate.
This felt right—the three of us sitting next to each other, in a single spot, doing something as simple as enjoying fajitas. The arrangement also forced me to face some realities. Fallyn was only visiting, she may not be able go back to her job, and mine would never be the same again.
“I hate to ruin the mood, but what does the future hold for Fallyn’s Phallusies?” I asked.
She picked at loose vegetables on her plate. “I don’t know. I can’t go back to what I was doing, but I don’t want to stop.”
“You could do what Grayson does.” Link wouldn’t have suggested it if he didn’t mean it, but I saw the flaw in the idea.
“Grayson is a shill,” Fallyn said.
About the response I expected, but not in those words. I didn’t try to hide my mild surprise.
“Sorry.” She shrugged. “I have a lot of respect for what he does, but he gets paid to love games.”
“No. He loves games, and he’s figured out a way for that to pay,” Link corrected her.
I understood where they were both coming from. “One implies the money changes his opinion, and the other means that he enjoys the games regardless of the paycheck. Similar to you. But I get it.”
It took Fallyn a moment to finish chewing her food. “The world already thinks I’m a fraud. If I go on to review games, I’m like everyone else, but I’ve turned my back on my brand. I wish that weren’t the case, but tell me I’m wrong.”
“You’re not wrong.” A week ago, I would’ve jumped at the chance to say the opposite, even if she was right, but it was the last thing I wanted now.
Fallyn set her mostly empty plate aside. “Do you have a better solution for yourself, Elliot? To go from conquering the world to part time… Are you going to dedicate your time to raising Puppy?” There was no derision in her question.
I’d been asking myself the same thing over and over, and kept coming up blank. King was fun, but I needed to get back into coding. Creating. “I don’t know.”
“What do you love most about the job? Besides the people,” Link teased.
Despite rolling my eyes, I did love the people I worked with. “I love being there from the start. From the point of conception, if you will.”
“Okay, so… we’ll hire you out as a breeding stud, and you can fuck a few servers and see if they have game babies,” Link said.
I had to admit, it was both an amusing and disturbing visual.
Fallyn snorted with laughter. “All right boys, I knew this day would come. That’s not how baby video games are made.”
“Oh yeah, smart lady? How does it happen, then?” I pushed the teasing challenge into my voice.
“Oh. Oh, that’s good.” The way Fallyn responded was both sensual and nothing like what I expected.
I shifted my position to get a better look. “Is Link fingering you and I can’t see? Are you ready to go again already?”
“You’re such an ass.” There was no malice in Link’s reply.
“An incubator,” Fallyn said.
Was she having a different conversation than I was? Or multiple different conversations? “That’s how baby chickens are made.”
“That’s also how some baby apps are made.” Now Fallyn was sliding into a lecturer voice. “Think about it—you have this massive house that you ramble around in. What if you turned it into a game incubator?”
I could make a joke, but her idea was too tempting to let slip away. “That is good.” An incubator, in this case, was where ideas went to become more. Frequently, someone with money and extra room—me—provided a place for developers to stay, so they could develop their ideas into salable products, and not have to worry about things like rent in the process.
“Ooh, oh, oh!” Link waved his hand.
It was ridiculous. The whole mood in here was light and fun, and thank God.
“If you do that, what if…” Link paused and screwed up his face. “Fallyn said she was tired of seeing developers make the same mistakes over and over again.”
“I did, and I am.”
“And your videos, where you make the super powerful characters—Jarlett Scohansson—are some of your most popular,” Link said.
Where was he going with this?
“So what if Fallyn was part of the process early on, and instead of breaking those games, she showed the developers what to avoid, and then streamed the final product, including the ultimate character build-outs.”
Look at us, being all smart and idea-filled and stuff.
“That might be fun.” The way Fallyn said the words, it sounded like she believed anything but. “But even if Elliot opens the doors tomorrow, the first game is years off from being able to stream, and I doubt he wants me doing that.”
“Are you kidding?” Wow, I’d been such an ass. “You’re not just good at what you do, you’re incredible at it. Besides, you can do it for other games. Avoid AcesPlayed for a while, if it helps. Don’t demolish who you are, shift your focus. Instead of finding the cock-ups in games…”
Fallyn grinned. “I’m showing people how to get a bigger cock.”
“That sounds so wrong.” Link laughed. “I love it.”
The way Fallyn studied me made me nervous. “I could even tell my haters fuck you by having ET Howard on the show occasionally.” It sounded like more of a question than a suggestion. “I mean, that would probably lead to telling people we were dating. Would you do that? Either and both?”
A sliver of hurt formed inside that she’d think otherwise, but I didn’t blame her. I still needed to prove myself. “I would. I don’t plan on keeping us a secret, and where am I going to get my being in the public eye fix, if not from your show? Unless you need to keep all of us being together a secret.”
“No. Fuck no.” Fallyn looked relieved. “I’m tired of secrets.”
“It’s about time.” Link tilted up her chin and kissed her hard.
I knew what both halves of that kiss felt like, tasted like, and I loved watching it. But I wanted one of my own, too. I tugged Fallyn’s hair, and stole her away for a kiss of my own. Even brushing my lips over hers was an experiment in the electric. “I tried to fight this, tried so hard to ignore it, but that was stupid of me. I love you Fallyn. Kittie. Mistress of all that’s unholy. Whatever you want me to call you. I love you intensely and deeply and completely.”
She giggled against my mouth, and kissed me back. “I love you too, ET Howard, first of your name, and saver of puppies and lost kitties.”
“You’re not lost.” Link kissed her on the top of the head.
She leaned into him, taking me with her. “Not anymore, I’m not,” she said.
And I wasn’t either. I’d spent so long keeping people out by building walls, all in the name of trying to protect myself. In doing so, I almost lost two of the best things that ever happened to me.
I was grateful I’d figured the truth out before it was too late. Grateful…
For all of it. I couldn’t imagine a better life than one with Fallyn and Link in it. This was perfection.
epilogue
sixteen months later
elliot
I sat at the table in the breakfast nook, across from the latest applicant to my incubator. The April sun was on the other side of the house, leaving us with a shaded view of the spring trees here.
This was my third time talking to Harper, and today was basically a formality. She’d already earned the spot that opened up when the first of my developers reached the point where their game was successful enough for them to move on.
Her ideas were fantastic, and I was excited to give her a chance. We were to the do you have any questions for me part of the interview.
“Is it true?” she asked.
I searched my brain for a point of reference in the recent conversation. “Is what true?”
“You and Fallyn…” Harper flushed and trailed off.
I hoped that wouldn’t be a problem. Fallyn, Link, and I didn’t hide our relationship, and while we weren’t fucking around the house, not when I had several other people living here, the fact that we were together was pretty in-your-face. “Is it true that we faced each other in mortal combat and fought to the death?”
“That’s what mortal combat is, yes. But no, that’s not what I heard.”
“It’s true.” As if summoned, Fallyn walked past the doorway. “Do you want to meet her?” I called Fallyn’s name.
She joined us, a tiny smile on her face. “What’s up?”
“This is Harper. She’s deciding if she wants to live in the guest house,” I said.
Fallyn grinned and extended her hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you. I hope you say yes. The place is recently remodeled, and it’s actually really comfy.”
“So you two are actually together? It’s not just for show?” Harper asked as she shook Fallyn’s hand.
“We actually are,” Fallyn said.
I grabbed her wrist, tugged her into my lap, and rewarded myself with a long kiss.
Fallyn pressed her palm to my chest and pushed me away, but she didn’t stand up. “You’re going to give your guest the wrong idea.”
“No. This is the very right idea.”
Fallyn rolled her eyes and turned back to Harper. “I’m sorry about him. He really does know better.”
“I really don’t.” I shook my head.
Harper didn’t look bothered by any of it. “It’s wonderful to meet you. I mean, you’re the Fallyn.”
fallyn
Once upon a time those words would’ve made me ill. It took me months to be okay with even streaming again, and a lot of that was thanks to the support I got from Elliot and Link. They told me repeatedly that I was amazing, and while I thought that was a bit much, they also stepped in with anyone who was an asshole.
I gave Harper a short bow as I moved into my own chair. “At your service.”
“No, I’m at yours.” Harper watched me with wide eyes. “Seriously, you’re the reason I got into this. I used to watch your Phallusies videos and think I could do better on all the games you broke.” She looked at Elliot. “I can’t believe you get to… I would totally…”
What? Elliot had told me he was really liking this developer, but he hadn’t mentioned anything about this. “Get to what?” I asked.
“Fuck you.” Leave it to Elliot to be direct. “She can’t believe I get to fuck you, and she totally would too if you weren’t taken.”
Harper ducked her head. “Not how I was going to phrase it.”
“Be nice.” I smacked Elliot playfully in the arm.
He gave me a withering look that didn’t hide the affection underneath. “You forgot who you were talking to.”
No. I never did. I knew exactly how lucky I was to have Elliot and Link, and I never forgot it.
Elliot slid Harper a house key. “You’re welcome to move your things in whenever you want. As a reminder, I require progress reports, but I’m not worried that you’ll produce great work. Everyone here is available to ask for help. That includes me. And Fallyn.”
Harper blushed and took the key. “Thank you.” She shook both our hands again. “I’ll be back this weekend to move my stuff in.”
“I’ll show you out.” I walked her to the door, wished her good luck, and told her it was nice to meet another fan of quality games.
After I closed the door behind her, I spun away, and when Link was standing right there my heart lodged in my throat.
He cupped my face and backed me into the wall as he kissed me. His mouth on mine still stole my breath after all this time.
“I have a present for you,” he murmured without letting me go.
I teased his half-hard cock, where it pressed into my belly. “Is it in your pocket?”
He grabbed my wrist with a rough laugh. “Not unless you decided not to stream this afternoon. Or you’re changing your content.”
“I should probably stick to the schedule.” My sigh was exaggerated.
One of the changes I’d made to my channel was that Elliot and I had taken our rivalry live, as much as our relationship. We gamed together, and we drew in lovers, haters, and everyone who either wanted to see us together or was waiting for us to crash and burn.
“I was hoping you’d say that.” Link handed me a post-it note with a code scribbled on it. “That’s our first expansion area in the game. Doesn’t go live for a week, but that will get you onto the test server.”
No shit. Exclusive access? Live? “Are you sure?”
“I have it on good authority that their development manager signed off on it,” Link said.
I threw my arms around his neck, tugged his head down to mine, and kissed him hard. “Thank you.” I kissed him again and again.
