Saturday Morning

John woke up pleasantly warm with two comfortable weights pressed into his sides, his arms wrapped around them. He cracked an eye open and found the room dark, exactly the same as it had been when sleep had taken him.

‘No way it’s that early,’ he thought with a sleep clouded brain. He didn’t get much time to muse on the time as a series of popups blocked his view of the dark room, blinding him.

‘Guess my displays have their own back lighting,’ he groaned as he closed his eyes. ‘Think I’m just going to laze about until Aeolia or Vivian start to get up. Not a bad way to start the day.’

Almost as if they could hear his thoughts, or more likely because they could have seen his popups if they were awake and were shying away from the light, both of his girlfriends turned deeper into his embrace, their faces now buried into his chest.

‘Yeah, I could get used to this,’ he thought as he began to gently run his hands up and down their sides, drawing out pleased noises from both girls. He let his mind wander as he waited for them to join him in the waking world.

‘Vivian’s going to work on that GPS beacon thing and I want to see if there's anything I can do with the whip for Beth. And we should check in with Teri to make sure things haven’t devolved with the elders.’

His thoughts were interrupted as Vivian began to stir more fitfully. He felt her arm lift up and a wave of her warm magic washed over him, directed towards where he knew his displays were idling.

‘That’s new,’ John thought as Vivian let out a displeased groan. ‘Is one of these pop ups about Arcane Sense?’

“I can’t turn off the light from your screens,” Vivian mumbled.

“Sorry,” John whispered, cracking open an eye to look down at the mess of red hair on his chest, finding the screen’s light didn’t illuminate anything and the room remained in darkness. “Looks like the light’s only in our heads. I can’t actually see anything. But at least they didn’t show up at like 3 am.”

“And you know for sure it’s not 3 am?” Vivian asked, her tone becoming more playful.

“I figure we’d be a bit more grumpy if we didn’t get a good amount of sleep, given how tired we were,” John pointed out. He didn’t need to see Vivian’s face to know she was blushing; the way she wriggled against him gave that away. “We did make last night a good time, right?”

Vivian cuddled closer to him, her hair tickling his chest pleasantly.

“Better than I thought it could have been,” she admitted. “You and Aeolia really made things special.”

“Nice to wake up to a pretty redhead singing my praises,” Aeolia cut in, her tone chipper as she propped herself up on her elbows. “And I was already waking up, so don’t go apologizing about disturbing my sleep.”

“How about a morning and a kiss?” John cheekily asked.

“I’ll take the former, but I think Vi deserves the first kiss today,” Aeolia said with a sly smile. She leaned over John, her perky tits grazing over his chest, and gently turned Vivian’s head into an optimal position before going in. Their lips met sensually and Vivian let out a muffled moan as Aeolia nibbled on her lip.

John felt his cock stir at the sound and imagined visual, his erection tenting the light blanket that obscured their nudity. When the two girls broke apart, Aeolia lightly reached a hand southward until she brushed against his morning wood.

“Did we do that?” she teased and captured his lips as well. Unlike Vivian’s more passive reception, John matched Aeolia’s fervor and gave her as good as he got. They broke apart after a few seconds, their breaths intermingling before the mood was ruined by an unfortunate sound coming from John’s stomach.

Heat rushed to his face as his body made his hunger known, the embarrassment killing his erection. Before either of his two lovers could comment on his interrupting digestive system, theirs chimed in. The room was tense for a moment before all three of them broke out into laughter at the absurd timing of everything.

“Guess dinner was popcorn and other snacks during the movie,” Vivian said after catching her breath. “Not exactly the most filling meal.”

“Mason and Cammie would have a fit if they knew,” Aeolia wheezed out as she collapsed on John’s chest.

“How about we give into our base desires and get some breakfast?” John asked, turning his head towards Vivian. “You wouldn’t happen to have eggs and milk, would you?”

The redhead hummed in thought as she recalled the contents of her refrigerator.

“I think I have some,” she replied tentatively. “Are you thinking of making scrambled eggs?”

“I mean, if you don’t mind,” John answered. “I’d say I’m pretty decent at making them.”

“I think that sounds like a wonderful plan,” Aeolia interjected, lifting herself off John and gliding over to the lightswitch. John expected the light to burn his dark accustomed eyes but the illumination seemed oddly dimmed when compared to last night. He then felt the warm pulsing of Vivian’s magic once more, this time centered over his eyes, and looked to her.

Sensing his question she smiled and said, “Would you prefer to be blinded?”

“No,” John answered, dipping down to give her a kiss, “wouldn’t get to enjoy the view otherwise.”

“Smooth,” Aeolia said as she made her way back to the bed. “I think Vi and I should freshen up a bit. How about you whip up those eggs while we do that?”

“Yeah, no problem,” John said. “I guess I’ll shower after breakfast.”

“It is a pity it’s too small in there to fully enjoy,” Aeolia dramatically sighed. “I bet we could get each other really clean if we had a larger shower.”

“Maybe we could do some renovations?” Vivian suggested as she reluctantly peeled herself from John’s side.

John set the question on whether that was doable aside as the girls left the room, eyes glued to their swaying butts. After a few moments of solitude to commit the image to memory, and for Vivian’s magic to fade from around his eyes, he hauled himself out of Vivian’s bed, re-equipped his clothing, and made his way to the kitchen.

Upon reaching it, he froze when he saw Senka’s vessel resting upon the table, a piece of paper underneath it.

‘Shit!’ he thought, an odd and uncomfortable feeling settling in his guts. ‘I completely forgot about Senka. Did she hear us last night?’

He approached the table like it was liable to attack him and gingerly picked up his spirit’s vessel and returned it to his Inventory. Then he read her note.

I fully anticipated you enjoying the night with Aeolia and Vivian and I am not mad.
I hope leaving my vessel on the table is not too much of a faux pas, I could think of no better spot.

Placing the note back on the table, John reached for his connection to Senka. He felt her stir at his mental prodding and he spent the mana needed to draw her into his aura.

‘Good morning, John’ the spirit said, her tone devoid of any grumpiness or sarcasm.

‘Hey,’ John replied weakly. ‘Um, about last night…’

‘Please don’t,’ Senka cut him off. ‘I am not going to get in the way of your relationships, nor am I going to limit how you choose how to pursue them. Plus, I was well aware of what Aeolia and Vivian had planned, in the general sense. That’s why I requested being tied to my vessel in the first place. To give you as much privacy as I could.’

‘Oh, um, thank you, I guess,’ John thought, not sure how to properly address her consideration. ‘Hang on a second. I’ll summon you.’

‘You can hold off on that for a bit,’ Senka interjected. ‘I’m going to assume you’re going to have breakfast and I would hate to ruin the mood. Plus, I don’t eat. So I will return to my private domain. Summon me once you’re done.’

‘You sure?’ John asked, not liking that she was ready to push herself away for their sake. He flinched slightly when he felt a gentle, non-existent hand grip his shoulder.

'Your concern is touching,’ Senka remarked warmly, ‘but you deserve to have as close to a normal relationship as possible and me being the awkward fourth wheel when I can be inconspicuously absent makes it seem like I am intruding.’

‘Alright,’ John thought, still uncomfortable at turning her away, even if it was her choice. He let her slip back into her personal domain and shook off the negative feeling before making his way to the refrigerator to procure the eggs and milk.

Ingredients in hand, John placed them on the counter and, after a minute of searching, placed a bowl, whisk, spatula, and salt and pepper down and got to work breaking the eggs.

“Might as well read the popups while I cook,” John said to himself, letting his attention shift from the eggs to the displays as he cracked them.

New Achievement: Card Puncher
Took someone’s V-card. Nine more and you earn a free coffee ;)
Reward: Virgin Slayer Reward Card, + .5 inch penis size.

“Not sure if I’ll get any use from this,” John remarked, summoning the card after he cracked the last egg. It looked like the standard loyalty reward card, only instead of a company logo, it featured a cute anime-style girl wearing that backless sweater dubbed the ‘Virgin Slayer’. A series of bold-faced ‘V’s lined the bottom of the card, the leftmost one covered by a green checkmark. “And I’m definitely not showing this to anyone.”

He willed the card away, intending to put it somewhere and forget about it, and began to whip the eggs after adding the milk and seasoning, ignoring the slight twinge of guilt over hiding something from the girls. While he worked the eggs, he read the next display.

New Achievement: Another Notch on your Belt
Have a second sexual partner. Hope your belt is long enough.
Reward: +2 Libido

“You really want me to take a lot of partners, don’t you?” John asked of Gaia as he placed the bowl of sufficiently mixed eggs down and moved to the stove. He turned on the electric burner and placed the skillet on it. While he waited for it to heat up, he moved on to the next popup.

New Achievement: ‘G’ marks the Spot!
Hit a girl’s G-spot and made her see stars. Good job!
Reward: +1 level to Fucking

“So that’s what that was,” John said as he dismissed the screen and carefully poured the eggs onto the readied skillet. He focused on his cooking, carefully minding the eggs, gently stirring them. Once they began to lump up, he shifted from stirring to folding, letting the last of the liquid cook as he gently shook the pan.

“Something smells good,” Aeolia’s voice came from behind him.

“Now that’s some perfect timing,” John said, taking the skillet off the hot coil so he could turn to face his girlfriends. “Just about done.”

The girls had slipped into comfortable lounging clothes, a pair of shorts and a halter top for Aeolia and leggings and a t-shirt for Vivian. Said redhead had also pulled her hair into a ponytail which swished around as she looked around the room.

“It wasn't too hard to work in here, was it?” she asked as she moved to collect plates from the cabinets.

“Everything went fine,” John soothed her misplaced worry and walked over to the table. Vivian placed the plates down and John began to serve the food.

“What do we have to drink?” Aeolia asked as she sauntered over to the fridge.

“There’s still some milk,” John answered, gesturing to the bottle still on the counter.

“Nah,” Aeolia rejected the offer as she opened the appliance. “Think I’ll have some OJ.”

“I’ll take the milk,” Vivian said, moving to procure some glasses. As she did she asked, “Is Senka going to join us? I, um, noticed her note. We did kind of forget about her last night. I hope she’s not put out.”

“She’s ok with what happened,” John quickly said. “And she’s going to let us enjoy a meal alone without being the third wheel.”

“More like the fourth wheel,” Aeolia murmured, her expression uncomfortable for a second as she placed the carton of orange juice on the table.

“It is nice that she’s being considerate, but it feels a bit cold to leave her out of something as ordinary as breakfast,” Vivian made her opinion known.

“It is kind of awkward, given the situation,” John chimed in, finished with dishing out the eggs and sat down.

“It’s not like we can ignore it,” the redhead countered. “This isn’t some roommate situation. Senka is connected to you and we’ll have to sort things out at some point. No reason to put it off and increase the awkwardness.”

“Maybe this is something we can talk about after breakfast?” Aeolia cut in, her tone a bit harsh. “Sorry, it's just... I figured that this whole thing should be a little less tense.”

“Yeah, let’s put a pin in this,” John agreed. “Senka bowed out so something like this wouldn’t happen.”

Vivian sighed, “Alright. Let’s dig in. It does look very good.”

John blushed slightly. “I try.”

“Kind of hard to ruin scrambled eggs,” Aeolia remarked through a mouthful of egg, letting out a pleased sound as she ate.

“It is when you’re twelve and you try to make some for Mother’s Day,” John shot back with a nostalgic grin. “Got both a scolding and praise that morning. Then Mom helped me make it right.”

“Good to know we’re in such an exclusive club,” Aeolia teased before taking another bite.

“These are very good,” Vivian said after swallowing her first bite. “Just the right amount of pepper.”

John smiled, taking his own bite. “Glad you like it. But don’t expect much more. This and basic pasta is about all I’m confident I can make.”

Vivian smiled at him. “Pasta’s nice. I think that can make a good dinner.”

“No pressure then,” John ruefully remarked with a tight grin. It faded slightly when he noticed the few remaining notifications. “Got a few more popups to deal with.”

“You don’t sound too happy about that,” Aeolia pointed out. “Why do you have so many anyway?”

“Well, um...” John began to explain but the words failed to stumble out of his mouth.

“They’re related to last night, aren’t they?” Vivian asked.

“Yeah,” John admitted, a weight of guilt settling in his gut, ruining his appetite.

“Guess having a goddess plugged into your powers means privacy’s out the window,” Aeolia remarked, not sounding too bothered by Gaia’s observations. “Not that we could stop her. She probably could watch anyone.”

Vivian looked far more uncomfortable but slowly nodded at Aeolia’s words.

“We can’t really do anything about it,” she said slowly. John was about to vomit out some stream of words to reassure her, though his brain struggled to find useful ones to use, when Vivian shot him a sweet smile. “It’s a little embarrassing, but it's not like we didn’t know Gaia was watching you.”

“Sorry about not bringing up the whole lewd notifications thing,” John apologized with a downcast expression. “Kind of hard to bring it up in normal conversation.”

Vivian gently placed her hand over John’s, slightly squeezing the extremity.

“You weren’t hiding things maliciously, so no harm done,” she softly said. “Now, what sort of things has Gaia been saying?”

“And what sort of rewards have you got?” Aeolia asked. “Figure they’re going to make things more enjoyable.”

“Well, one of the rewards bumped my Libibo up by two and another gave me a free level in Fucking,” John replied, the negative feelings fading away. Not wanting to lie anymore, he summoned the reward card, and said, “Um, got this for, um, taking your cherry. Was planning to just put it away somewhere and forget about it.”

“I’m not sure if I should be insulted by this,” Vivian flatly remarked as she eyed the card. “Makes me sound like some sort of conquest.”

“You’re not,” John quickly exclaimed.

“I know,” she said, shooting him another soothing smile. “I suppose it’s more of a joke item. I hope the rest are at least somewhat serious. At least as far as the subject matter will allow.”

“Yeah, more or less,” John said. “Buffs to my, er, erotic skills or new ones. And, um, increases to the size of my dick. Oh, there was some sex potion I got after Aeolia and I put on that show the other night. Observe said it would boost my Libido and Endurance and make people who find me attractive feel better when we get down to business.”

“We’ll have to look at that later,” Aeolia smokily said. “Sounds like it could make things more fun.”

“Not sure if I’m comfortable with using something like that,” Vivian remarked with a frown. “Do we even need something like that?”

"Not really," Aeolia admitted with a shrug. "Just something we can play with later. Is that everything?"

"I think so," John said, wracking his memory for anything he may have missed. "At least for now it is. Still got two popups to go through."

"No point in putting them off," Vivian remarked. "Let's see what commentary Gaia had left."

New Achievement: Ménage à Trois
Had a threesome. You're living the dream, but let’s see what more you can do with this.
Reward: +1 Strength, +1 Endurance

New Achievement: A Warm Embrace
Spent the night with two hotties keeping you warm. You three sure looked like you were comfortable. Almost makes me wish I had a camera.
Reward: Arcane Sense can now reflexively detect magic being used from familiar sources

Holding back a sigh of relief the rewards were a simple stat buff and an upgrade to a skill, John dismissed the screens.

“Guess not everything is going to be some quip or a lewd item drop,” John said.

“Would Gaia even need a camera to remember us all cuddled up?” Aeolia asked. When met with the blank faces of John and Vivian, she added, “What? It’s a good question. What does a goddess need with a camera?”

“Philosophical questions aside, with that out of the way, what’s the plan for the day?” John asked before shoveling a good amount of eggs into his mouth.

“I’ve got to finish the tracer beacon,” Vivian answered. “It shouldn’t take more than a few hours to finalize the arrays and draw them. After that, it should be fairly easy to transcribe them to appropriate items.”

“Especially if we use Craftsmanship to do it,” John remarked after swallowing his food. “Speaking of that, I’m going to see what I can do with the spare whip. See if there’s anything I can do to make it fit Beth better. Might muck around with some of the other stuff just to see if there’s anything else I can do.”

“Well, I think I’ll get some exercise done,” Aeolia said before her face took on a contemplative expression. “Actually, I might ask Senka if she’d like to spar. We made a pretty good team yesterday.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” Vivian muttered. “We still need to work out a proper team strategy. Maybe we could work on that later.”

John nodded as he scooped up the last of his eggs. “Sounds like a plan.”

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