Gathering Husbands with a System in a Game Like World [BL]

This Chapter is purely fan service and the desire to spice things up between Elias and Kai. This also determines the future of thier relationship...so borderline prep yourself for a Chapter of profane words!

Tw: Sex, pleasure, orgy and the likes!! (Rated 18++)

Kai dreamed of hands.

Large, calloused, terrifyingly strong hands that had torn orcs apart like paper. In the dream he had, those same hands pinned his wrists above his head, thumbs stroking the inside of his arms with deliberate slowness. He could feel the heat of them, the controlled power, the way they could crush or caress with equal ease.

”Please take it easy on me”

The words came from his own very voice.

”I make no promises beautiful” A famaliar voice said , the voice of someone he loathed but why was he in the situation anyways..

The dream was vivid enough that when the first moan cut through the wall he was already half-hard and breathing too fast.

”Ah—yes! Give it to me, daddy—harder—”

Kai’s eyes snapped open.

”You are so thick! Fuck me Big bear!” Another voice came again.

Kai was instantly confused.

The headboard on the other side of the thin wall slammed in a steady, filthy rhythm. Skin met skin.

A woman’s voice rose, shameless and desperate.

A low male groan answered her. The sounds left nothing to the imagination...it was wet, it was deep,it was relentless, it kept going on and on. How much stamina could someone have?

Kai lay frozen, cock twitching against his sleep pants as every explicit noise painted the exact picture he did not want: Elias, sweat-slicked, that massive length Kai had already seen driving into someone who was begging for it.

”What the fuck?”

The system chimed.

[Host is not in a dire psychological confition]

[Host needs to take a walk]

Go away!.

[Okay]

The system dissapeard.

The sounds surfaced once more.

Heat flooded his face and lower. He rolled onto his side, pressed his thighs together, and tried to block it out. It only made the images sharper.

Those hands from the dream, the big cock, the brutal efficiency Elias had shown when he killed the orcs—everything tangled together until Kai’s body ached with unwanted arousal.

He needed touch from anyone and anything.

The noises finally peaked and died. Silence returned, broken only by Kai’s uneven breathing. He sat up, dragged both hands down his face, and stared at the shared wall like it had personally offended him.

What the hell is wrong with me?

He muttered after catching his sense of self.

He spent the morning trying to forget. It didn’t work. Every time he closed his eyes he saw Elias’s bare chest, the cut of his hips, the thick outline he had once been forced to look at. By early afternoon Kai had almost convinced himself he could ignore it. Almost...

Then the filthy noises started again.

Louder this time. Multiple voices. Moans layered over moans. The unmistakable sound of a bedframe protesting under serious use. A woman’s breathless laugh. A man’s low curse. Elias’s voice, rough with pleasure, telling someone to take it deeper.

”Fucking hell!”

Kai’s temper snapped.

He stormed out of his room, raised a fist, and hammered on Elias’s door.

It swung open.

A naked, busty elf woman stood there, hair mussed, lips swollen, completely unashamed. Behind her the room was a tangle of limbs. Two more women—one beastfolk with soft ears, one human—sprawled across the bed in various states of undress.

A male elf lay on his back, flushed and clearly well-used. And in the middle of it all, completely naked, sat Elias.

Kai’s brain short-circuited.

Elias was exactly as devastating as the dream and the memory had promised. Broad shoulders gleaming with sweat, chest rising and falling, the heavy length of his cock still half-hard and glistening against his thigh. He looked like every filthy thought Kai had been trying to kill given perfect, living form.

Elias’s eyes lit up the moment he saw him.

”Well, well. Come to join the fun, beautiful?”

Kai’s face burned. His own cock, already half-interested from the sounds, gave a traitorous twitch. He forced his gaze up with pure willpower.

”For someone who is borderline crazy over me you seem to be having fun?”

Elias’s smile was pure sin.

”Jealous, Mr. Arclight?”

”Fuck off, perv!”

Kai pointed a shaking finger at the entire room.

”Keep it down. Some of us are trying to exist without a free porn soundtrack. And put some clothes on before the innkeeper has a heart attack.”

Elias leaned back on one hand, completely unbothered by his own nakedness, that thick cock on full display.

”You’re welcome to stay and supervise. Or participate. Door’s open.”

Kai spun on his heel and slammed the door so hard the frame rattled. He strode back to his own room, locked it, and leaned against the wood with his heart trying to claw out of his chest. His skin felt too tight. Every breath brought the memory of Elias’s body—those hands, that chest, that heavy cock—into sharper focus. He was fully hard now, aching, furious at himself for it.

He paced once, twice, then gave up. One hand shoved into his pants almost against his will. He stroked roughly, eyes squeezed shut, trying and failing not to picture exactly who he was thinking about.

The System flickered.

[Environmental and physiological conditions detected.]

[Status Flag: Day of Heat.]

[Host arousal levels elevated beyond normal parameters.]

[Recommendation: Seek private resolution or risk increased sensitivity for the remainder of the cycle.]

Kai’s only response was a choked, frustrated sound as his hand moved faster.

The window latch clicked.

Cool night air spilled in.

A familiar tall, large frame stepped through the opening with silent ease. Fox ears flicked once. Golden eyes took in the room—and the sight of Kai on the edge of the bed, pants shoved down, fist wrapped around his cock, face flushed with pure unwanted lust.

Dexter stopped dead.

”...Whoa.”