Page 9 of Lucky Shot
PrettyInLace:Right, right. My bad.
But I know what he means. There’s just enough cooperation from his character to make the whole ordeal run smoothly. Otherwise, mine is completely in charge. It’s… erotic. And kind of beautiful.
Again, these characters are real enough that if you’re tired and not paying attention, it can feel like you’re watching some strange role-playing porn. Unlike real people, a good online show can bring me the heated, tingling sensation of heat beneath my skin. Is it because I have a connection with my own character when I don’t share that connection with anyone in real life?
PrettyInLace:Well, fuck. Did you program that thing? I think it belongs on a horse.
I laugh out loud again.
DemiDefenseKip:No. I think yours is better. Bigger than a mouthful but you won’t trip over it when it’s hanging between your legs.
PrettyInLace:I would totally bow down to you if I wasn’t in the middle of having my entire insides stabbed with a dragon dick. Look at me! All I can do is let you fuck me like I’m a doll.
Chills race up my spine and I have the strange impulse to find a dress for this pretty mage. Biting my lip, I contemplate this. I can imagine him dressed in something simple, satiny. Sexy. With my collar around his neck.
DemiDefenseKip:You going to keep wearing my collar?
PrettyInLace:Definitely. I’m going to brag to everyone that I’m now owned by a god!
I grin.
DemiDefenseKip:Good.
PrettyInLace:Yes I am. I’m a good boy! Again, I’d dance for you or something but I’m still being manhandled.
PrettyInLace:Which I love! I’m not complaining!
A yawn overtakes me and finally, my eyelids get heavy.
DemiDefenseKip:You going to be around tomorrow, Pretty Boy?
PrettyInLace:Probably not until the night, but yeah, I usually log in for a while before I sleep. You?
DemiDefenseKip:Definitely. Maybe we can quest together or something.
PrettyInLace:You’re going to make me orgasm with that offer alone!! A god wants to quest with me!! *heart eyes*
I laugh again. This guy!
DemiDefenseKip:I’m going to let our guys finish up but I’m falling asleep. Just so you know I might stop responding after a while.
PrettyInLace:Dream of me, Demi. If my guy survives, you can bust me apart any time. But I have a feeling you’re going to literally tear him in two.
PrettyInLace:But you’re divine so I’m going to take that death as a fucking win!
My eyes close on a chuckle. And I do dream of a pretty man in lace. Dancing.
FOUR
NOAH
I wakeup slightly disoriented and it takes me a minute to recognize my surroundings. It’s the sunlight that’s reflecting off the water and nearly blinding me that does it. Rolling over to try to get away, I land on my tablet.
An unbidden smile forms on my lips and I roll onto my back again with it in hand. When I turn it on, the game is still there but timed out. I tap on the screen to wake it up and find myself alone in the woods where I’d been with DemiDefenseKip last night. But there’s a little package there.
Grinning, I have my character pick it up and flowers explode across my screen so suddenly that I jump and laugh. A message pops up.
{Good morning, Pretty Boy.}
