Rice Condé

By the time Caleb had rejoined the group, the conversation had moved on to discussing other games they might play in the future.

“There’s always werewolf, or if that's too intimidating, we could try Werewords,” Maya suggested.

Caleb pulled his chair over and sat back down. “Already discussing next time?”

Mira chuckled. “We’re all in agreement that something like this would be good to de-stress after the challenge; this has been fun.”

Tapping her fingers against the table, Eliza added, “It also reminds us that no one here is the enemy…we’re all just people.” She shared a glance with Mira, bit her lip, and then looked away.

Stella leaned back in her chair and gave an exasperated sigh, “I tried to suggest we do something simpler like an orgy, but people got all huffy.”

“That’s because it's a ridiculous suggestion!” Maddy cried.

Amy giggled, “Hehehe orgy.” She squished her hands together and made wet sounds with her mouth.

Caleb sighed and shook his head, wondering how long Amy would be stuck like this, but decided to reach out and grab his cards. “Shall we finish our game then?”

The remainder of the game didn't take long; it turned out that with minimal interruptions for conversation, rolling dice didn’t take all that long. It was noted by Caleb that everyone seemed much quieter than they were prior to his journey out. And while he had Andrea’s shadow looming over his mind, he wondered about what presence was weighing them all down.

Eliza gave an involuntary wince as Noemi zilched on a six-dice reroll, “I’m afraid that’s zero points again.”

The Chilean’s face turned crimson. “Game night again, yes! Fuck this game though!” She snatched up the dice and handed them to the next player

“And that puts me over.” Mira smiled, collecting her final dice amount.

“Thank goodness.” Noemi let her body fall limp onto the table.

“Congrats, Mira!” Amy cheered.

Lily glanced over at the clock. “It’s getting close to curfew. Do we want to wrap it up here for the night?”

“We’ve already put the food away, but do you need any help with the game stuff, Maya?” Maddy looked over at the purple-haired woman who had been quiet this whole time.

As if dragged from thought, Maya glanced up, “Oh, um, I actually wondered if Caleb could stay to help? That way no one else is risking being out late.”

Caleb rose from his chair. “Sure, makes sense to me; consider me yours for the night.” He then looked over at Stella, “Did you want to talk about tomorrow at all?”

Catching his eye, Stella just smiled and shrugged, “We can figure it out then. You know me. A very in-the-now type of girl.” Though as she said this, her smile didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Oh, alright then. I’ll see you all tomorrow then.” Caleb waved as everyone began to gather their things and depart the game room, leaving him alone in the room with Maya.

Caleb looked around the room, now questioning what Maya needed help with. They had packed up the games as they went so realistically it should only be the dice left. Sure enough, he turned, and the lottery winner already had them tucked into the cup container.

“Sooo, what exactly did you need help with?” He walked over, and Maya looked up at him.

“Oh, sorry. You thought I meant cleaning. I, um, I wanted to talk. If that’s ok?” She walked over and set down the cup of dice.

Caleb blinked. “I mean, yeah, of course. It’s always ok to talk. Is there a reason it had to be me or with us alone?”

Maya gave him a sideways glance. “You can be very dumb sometimes. Which is weird because you aren’t all that stupid.”

Not quite sure how to take that, Caleb instead tried a different angle, “What did you want to talk about?”

Exhaling slowly, Maya gripped the back of one of the chairs as she pushed it in, “Sex…and my mom.”

Caleb pressed his hands together in front of his lips. Sometimes talking with Maya was like trying to solve a puzzle where you had access to the answer key, but it was hidden and possibly in a cipher. Rather than treat her like she was being absurd, which would get them nowhere, he just asked, “Can you elaborate?”

“Last time we tried to have sex…I had problems.” Maya crossed over to the sitting bench at the side of the room.

“Yeah, I remember.” Caleb moved to join her, though he felt ‘problems’ was a bit of an understatement given the intensity of the meltdown that had been involved. If he hadn't grabbed her, he hesitated to think what would have happened as she attempted to injure herself against the bed. Would Lucian have stepped in? Caleb couldn't imagine that making the situation any better.

Maya simply nodded, “My mom told me; she said that my first time should be with someone I love, but then…” She paused and glanced over at Caleb, inhaling hard before continuing, “Before the last challenge, I saw her…in my mirror.”

“O-oh,” Caleb said simply.

The woman furrowed her brow and stared intensely at the Master. “I’m not crazy.”

Caleb held up his hands defensively. “I never said anything about that!”

Maya looked at him doubtfully. “But you thought it. I know how it sounds. I know people think my brain doesn't work right. I’ve known that all my life. But I saw what I saw…and” she bit her lip, “She was suffering, Caleb; she made it sound awful. Like I was failing her.”

“Maya…” Caleb wrapped an arm around her, and she slowly pressed her head against his chest.

“I don’t know what to do; I don’t know how I feel! But I don’t want to be the reason she suffers, and if I don’t get the wish…” She let the implication hang in the air as her fingers gripped the fabric of Caleb’s polo tight.

“Breathe, Maya, just focus on breathing right now, ok?” Caleb took her cheek in his hand and rubbed it with his thumb.

Slowly, Maya worked to try and get her breathing under control. Once he heard her slowly exhale, Caleb continued, “I get it, we’re in stressful circumstances, and you have the life you wanted to lead and your own goals, right? Now it feels like you have to give something up if you want to move forward. I get it…I do.” He gently squeezed her hand. “I don’t know about love; honestly, I’m the worst person in the world for advice on that. Every person I've ever said I've loved, I've done irreparable damage to. Maybe I’m just not cut out for it.”

Maya rubbed her face against Caleb's hand. “What do I do then? What’s the right answer?”

Caleb gave her a sad look and shrugged. “Maya, I don’t think there is one. Do whatever you think is right, and I’ll support you. If anyone gives you crap for it, including your mom, I’ll tell them to back off. I don’t know about love, but I care about you. I want you and everyone else here to be happy. It’s the least I can do. For screwing up your lives like this”

“Caleb…” Maya reached up to grab his chest and then pulled herself close, touching her lips to Caleb’s. It wasn’t a feverish, passionate kiss as they had previously shared in the heat of the moment. This was tender and soft and continued as the Master wrapped his arm around Maya and held her close, as the two exchanged wordless comfort in each other.

Slowly, the two came apart; Maya let her hand hang limply over the Master’s heart as her eyes turned downward.

Seeing her shifted expression, Caleb leaned in, concerned, “Is everything alright, Maya?”

Slowly, the lottery winner nodded and brought her gaze up to meet Caleb’s eyes. “Caleb…can I stay in your room tonight?”

The walk to the elevator had been quiet, but intense. They weren’t trying desperately to unclothe each other like in so many movies, but the air was heavy with the expectation of what was to come. Each of their heartbeats echoed in their ears. This was fully unfamiliar territory for Maya, who had never been so open with anyone that hadn’t been her mother, and as far as sexual experience, most of her firsts had been with Caleb, minus hand-holding.

And while Caleb was sexually experienced, he had the weight of knowing everything that Maya was carrying. The expectations placed on her by her mother, her desire to win, her uncertainty of her own feelings, and her own virginity. She was entrusting all of that with Caleb, and it was something he was not taking lightly.

As they crossed the threshold to the room, Caleb glanced at the light switch. “Lights on or off?”

Maya’s eyes went wide before she squeaked out, “Off, please!”

Caleb flicked the lights and relative darkness filled the space except for the cascading moonlight that peered through the windows of the room, illuminating their figures in soft enough light.

Caleb made his way to Maya and held her, tucking his chin against her neck. He could feel her shivering slightly, the faint smell of perspiration; he could sense her nerves and anticipation with all his senses as he gently kissed her neck.

“Ah!” Maya let out a soft mewing cry, craning her neck back, not to get away, but to expose more skin to his eager mouth. Her hands came to his chest, reaching down until they came under the hem so she could feel the hard lean muscle beneath. She gasped as Caleb's own hands began to explore her body, sensually outlining her curves with strong fingers and keeping her close as his mouth found hers.

The woman let out a soft dusky moan as her legs lifted up and wrapped around Caleb’s waist, who effortlessly moved them to the bed and placed her down onto the soft comforter. Keeping his mouth to hers, his fingers began to adeptly peel away the fabric, giving way to tanned olive skin, unmarked by blemishes. Seeking no delay, Maya aided him by removing her bra and kicking off her pants and panties.

Illuminated in just the silver moonlight, Caleb leaned back to admire Maya’s body as he stripped himself. As he finally removed his final layer of clothing, Maya held out her arms, wordlessly beckoning him towards her.

Caleb kissed her and reached down with his hand to gently part her legs, his fingers gently moving to strum her sex. Maya broke the kiss to shake her head, “No, not your fingers…your-”

Caleb gently smiled and shook his head as his fingers began to probe her, “We’ll get to that, but I want you nice and wet…I don’t want your first time marked with pain”

Swallowing, Maya begrudgingly nodded before her head flew back to moan at his fingers' ministrations. He gently rubbed her before parting her inner folds with a single finger, feeling her walls grip him tight. He slowly expanded his search within her until her felt her slick with her own juices, which he rose to his lips to taste, which was met my a grimace from Maya.

“You taste good.” He said in mock defense.

She playfully wrinkled her nose. “It’s weird”

Caleb slowly maneuvered his body and pressed his cockhead against Maya’s smooth entrance, eliciting a sharp gasp from the woman beneath him. He gazed down. “Are you ready?”

Maya wordlessly nodded, “Please…hug me tight”

Caleb nodded and then slowly pressed to enter her. She was slick and tight, and while the wetness helped ease him in, he could feel her squeezing hard, blocking his entrance. He kissed her cheek. “Relax, it’s ok, it’s gonna be alright”

She slowly nodded, and he felt her ease up and begin to move deeper. Maya gave out a strangled moan, and Caleb asked, “Are you ok?”

“I don’t know…it feels weird!” She cried out

“Do you want me to stop?” Caleb held her close, and she emphatically shook her head. Caleb began to move slowly inside her, and gradually the sounds shifted from strained confusion to cries of confused pleasure.

Caleb began to kiss her as he felt her insides begin to shudder and watched as she arched her back and cried out against his lips.

Maya- Had Sex With the Master! +10 VP

Slowly, Caleb pulled out of the gasping Maya and reached to pull her against him. She looked down and then back up into his face, “Did you orgasm? Did I do a bad job?”

“No, I was just focused on making sure you felt good. It's ok.” Maya looked at Caleb doubtfully, and he smiled, “We can always try again if you’re so concerned.”

Maya giggled, “In a minute, let me catch my breath.”

“Take your time.” Caleb gently pet her head

Elsewhere in the hotel, as the monitor lit up with the latest success of the harem’s master, Lucian began to laugh hysterically.