Prelude: The Final Choice Mike or Owen

"Are you ready?" Emma asked with a gentle smile, her blue eyes boring into mine. "Are you ready to see Mike inside of me?"

Emma's beaming face was full of expectation, excitement, and delight. She extended her hand towards me in invitation. It was like I stepped into a snapshot from Instagram as if a manic pixie dream girl was dragging me off on an idyllic vacation filled with lovely adventures. Despite how she appeared, Emma was anything but that.

"No more teasing," She said breaking the image, her face alight with excitement, her voice husky and sultry. The confidence and authority shook me from my daze. She smirked, as if happy to find me off balance, "I think the foreplay has gone on long enough. Too fucking horny for that. Need something with a bit more ... substance. That is... if you are okay with that..." She trailed off suddenly uncertain.

My voice was barely audible as I **** the lump in my throat down. "Yes."

"Then choose."

"Choose what"

"Position, silly." Her smile was sickly sweet, as if her question was perfectly innocent. "What kind of position do you think would sate me tonight?" A small quirk played at the corner of her mouth. "Or are you going to be selfish and choose something you would enjoy seeing?"

"Cowgirl." The answer was obvious, thinking back on our old quest. It had to be cowgirl. That one was always more 'Emma.' On top and in control. It had nothing to do with me being able to see everything. Or how she always looked fantastic when she was enjoying herself at her own pace...

"Figured," Emma snickered, a playful smile on her face," I knew you would pick that one"

I paused, frowning "Am I really that predictable?"

"Yep!" Emma chirped with a twinkle in her blue eyes.

"Oh come on, I'm not that obvious -"

"Isaac, I saw how eager you were when you clicked on that video." Her expression turned serious as our eyes met. "This time, I want to do it together."

"Together - " I started, I froze as her fingers brushed against my fist, prying them open and leading me downwards.

"Just like the quest, I'll help you. I... want to help you," Emma whispered as she wrapped my fingers around my cock. I shuddered from the soft damp touch of her white cotton panties caressing my cock.

"I can't believe we're doing this. That you would actually want this... as much as me." Her voice carried a strange lilt, but it lit that damn fire of hope soothing me like slipping into a warm bath.

I grinned despite myself, “Does this mean you’re falling for me?”

She groaned rolling her eyes, but that familiar smirk was waiting for me. “Only saying there is some hope for you after all. But you’re still an idiot.”

"I'll fucking take it," I grinned like a madman.

Hand in hand, Emma led me, eyes never leaving mine. Like a princess of old before her throne, she gracefully lowered herself into Mike's lap with my assistance. Mike seemed to panic a moment, squirming as she settled into his lap. The light caught her eyes and made them gleam like a cat's in the dim light. Her mouth curled into a conspiratorial smirk as she tossed her head back and whispered something to him, yet her eyes never left mine.

"Oh!" Emma exclaimed as she sat up, "Almost forgot, help me with this." As one with our fingers entwined, she led me underneath the hem of her skirt. With a flourish, it was gone. Her hands fell away as I found myself removing them from her shapely legs. My eyes lingered between them. Her lips were moist with arousal, positively dripping. Mike's pink condom standing tall, nestled snugly between her legs.

I was mesmerized as she rose above Mike, guiding the tip of his cock against her glistening lips. My breath caught in my throat. Lightheaded the world seemed to spin as the desire to stop this warred with the need to watch it happen. Together we abandoned logic and reason, embracing madness as Emma **** my hand up and down on my cock. It still hurt, knowing what Emma was about to do, but her soft hand pushed all of the doubt and uncertainty away.

"Wait," Emma released me and stopped me with a gentle squeeze of my shoulder, "Don't come, not yet" Her hair fell around her face in a veil as she turned her head to me. Her blue eyes shone with a wildfire through the wisps of her bangs as her lips curled into a mischievous smile. She grabbed a hold of my shoulders for leverage, I could feel her fingers tighten around my shoulders as she gyrated her hips on his cock sandwiched in between her glistening lips. "Oh god, his cock feels so good, I don't know if I can stop myself -"

"Don't" I urged her on, "Don't fucking stop"

"You think its time?" Her voice was a husky whisper, but it was her eyes that captivated me. "Mike's so close to sliding inside..."

There was a wildness to her eyes as she drank in my reaction. She looked up at me with a plea on her face, " I don't know if I can stop once his cock's inside me -

"Then don't," I breathed, forcing the words out, I leaned in and kissed her savagely. Her eyes widened in shock.

"- Oh fuck - Isaac -" She panted heat into my mouth. Her tongue slid into my mouth as her hands fell from my shoulders and slipped around my hands urging me on. "Push me onto his cock"

"I - " Mike blurted out startling us, he broke off and pushed Emma off and averted his eyes from us in seeming shame, " I don't think I wanna lose my virginity like this"

We blinked in unison sharing surprise, Emma opened her mouth but no sounds came forth.

Owen answered for us " Don't be a fucking pussy, Mike, just give that slut what she needs"

“Are you serious right now?” Mike exclaimed, shaking his head, "This is so fucking weird, are you guys hearing yourselves. I can't even -"

"Don't be a fucking pussy Mike" Chimed in Ben eagerly.

"Leave Mike alone you dicks," Emma turned her head sharply to glare at Owen, her brow knitting together and mouth affixed with a scowl. She looked down at his half-erect cock and sneered, "and I don't wanna hear that from a guy who can't even get it up after coming once"

"It is been like a minute, "Owens scowled, his brows furrowed in annoyance." You can't expect me to be hard again. Gimme a sec and I'll give you all the cock you need"

Emma tucked a lock of hair behind her ear in disinterest as she regarded her prey with an unwavering sneer," You talk a lot of shit for a guy who came in a minute - "

Owen cut in " - Its biology - Don't change the subject. You can't do all this shit and pretend like you're not hungry for cock. I heard that weird roleplaying shit you're into - What was that? - I don't know if I can stop once his cocks inside me" Owen mocked Emma's words drawing air quotes with his hands.

"Fuck off" Emma shot back, "You think I'll fuck anyone, you think I'll fuck you because - "

"Yea, yea, all for Isaac right, " Owen said simply, as though all this was a most normal and sensible thing, "Just fucking do it, Mike, when are you gonna get to fuck a slut as hot as Emma"

Emma scoffed and rolled her eyes, "Thanks for that... I think"

We jumped as one as Trent spoke up, quietly but with a deep timber that had presence, "It's your choice, Mike, don't let anyone pressure you into doing something you're not comfortable with"

We all stared at Trent, he cut a proud handsome figure standing stock still in the air, but the image was spoiled by his nakedness and the pants around his ankles. Suddenly aware of the attention, Trent's face froze. He quickly pulled up his pants and calmly walked behind a couch as if it was a barrier from the attention.

I opened and closed my mouth but no sounds came forth as silence reclaimed the basement.

" - Uhm, can we - still do the tip thing - it's not sex right," Mike said breaking the silence with a hopeful tone in his voice

Emma blinked at his words, as though surprised. But a beaming smile soon appeared on her face. She turned to him prodding at him lightly with a knowing smile on her face, "Mike - It's sex no matter how you spin it. Your cock is gonna go inside me. You really think you can control yourself. -"

Mike struggled for a reply, but Owen answered for him, "Jesus Christ, all this shitty foreplay. If guys aren't gonna fuck her, I will."

Author's Note:

With some edits and additions from Vox himself for continuity.

This is the fork that I may be doing. One with Mike immediately after this scene and one alternate with Owen. I have written a fair amount of the Mike path but... the Owen path hurts me to write >.> Anyways, we'll see how I'm feeling... more chapters forthcoming "soon"