Ask for a condom

"C-condom!" you manage to moan. "You need to use a condom."

Adrian pushes himself back upright. "I haven't got any. Do you...?"

You shake your head. "I thought the magic of the GAME system was meant to provide if we needed it?"

He shakes his head too. "No no, you need to read it a bit closer. It says 'if the reward for winning requires something like that, it'll be provided.'" His hands slide slowly up your belly as he talks, which feels nicer than it ought to have a right to. "Like, say for example, we played a game where if you won, I'd fuck you with a condom, but if I won, I'd fuck you bareback. Then if you won, we'd be granted a condom, because it's part of the prize. But here..." his hands reach your breasts, cupping them gently from underneath, "a condom isn't a necessary element, so we don't get one."

Your arms drop away from your chest, giving him better access. "Well, ahh, f-fine then. I'll challenge you to that game, you let me win, and then we can f-fuuuuuuuck..." the head of his dick had just bumped right against your clit, "...s-safely."

He chuckles, massaging your large breasts with both hands. "You can't challenge me for twenty-four hours though, since you lost."

It's becoming harder and harder to reason with him, as your mind fills up with pink thoughts of his hard, hard dick. "Well fuck, you just challenge me then... ahhhh!" You moan loudly as he pinches your nipples, your back arching up as you clutch tightly at the sofa.

"Hmmm, but then there's nothing in it for me. I think they frown upon challenges where the challenger has nothing to gain." He pulls his hips back slightly, and you feel the head of his dick catch on your now-sopping opening. You tense up, as you know in the next thrust, he'll penetrate you.