"-which means that the house will wear down, right?" Chance asks.

We're currently sitting outside of the Dungeon Gate, my wagon filled with jars of water slime goo and a box of water slime cores and crystals. That seems to have scared off the others in the area from coming too close to us, though their distance from us could also just be a result of me wiping out any that were too close and the others not having traveled too much from their starting spots in the short time since.

As we've been waiting for the others to exit the Dungeon, Chance and I have talked about our situation a little and he's asked a pretty important question.

"Yeah," I tell him. "Since most of the materials used for the house are from a Dungeon that's weaker than the area, then even with the treatments we gave them, it'll come apart eventually. Based on what we read, it should dissolve the magics first. However, we probably still have plenty of time to get something new built, and while using materials from here. Finding earth and air slimes will probably be the biggest hurdle, but it might not be impossible.

"The main issue after that will be dealing with the area's increasing growth in magical energy," I tell him."The rate is fairly slow for now and will eventually get pretty high, but since I'm going to leave after the six months are up, I only really care about making sure I have a home until time is up."

While I'm not sure what would make me happy about staying here for six months, I'm fairly certain there won't be a reason for me to stay behind after the six months are over. Once they are, I'll head somewhere safer and quieter.

"That's fair," Chance says. "Collin and I only came out here because we thought it'd be better to stick with you than around our parents. You leave, we'll leave as well. Maybe not stay with you if you don't want us to, but we'll find something to do."

Six months of doing stuff together could drive us apart or help us to bond more. At the moment, I'm not really friends with my brothers but if we become so, then I might not have an issue with them moving with me. Especially if they both prove their ability to contribute to their own necessities.

"That's fine," I say. "Lucas and Wyatt will probably leave with me as well, if we're still hooking up at that point. Speaking of them, looks like the group just finished the boss fight."

"Are you sure?" He asks.

"Yeah," I answer. "Mostly a gut feeling, but they did just take on something that was strong but quickly defeated. I'm not an expert at gauging this by Mana and Aura drops alone, but I think it was the boss."

I stand and stretch and Chance does the same. It only takes a few more minutes for the trio to exit the Dungeon, all three of them jumping when they see us waiting for them.

"It's not been that long," Collin says. "We didn't need rescuing."

"We know," I say. "I was monitoring your stats and figured you'd be finishing up around now. Chance and I decided we'd walk you home."

"Oh," he says.

"Cool!" Wyatt exclaims. "How's the house looking?"

"Eh," I say. "We didn't start working on it."

"What?" Their faces fall as Chance snaps his gaze to me, having not been informed of my prank beforehand.

This dread of knowing their attempt failed is part of the punishment, and the part that will be over the quickest.

"Yeah," I shrug. "Building a house is a bit much for just two people, especially in the cold like this. We decided to wait until you guys got back. Moving the slabs, brewing things, putting things into place, applying the goo and mortar… that's a four-person job, minimum. Don't worry, though – the shower still works, so you can all get cleaned up and tomorrow, we'll be starting work on the house."

"Aw," Wyatt groans.

"Don't think we didn't know what you guys did," Chance decides to roll with the prank. "You were hoping we'd get the house done while you were gone. You underestimate our willingness to stay in that temporary shelter. We put our attention to other things."

"Like what?" Collin asks as we begin walking.

Slushy hops alongside the wagon and seems to examine it for a moment, then his body jiggles in a way that I'm pretty sure means he's laughing. I'm not sure I want to know what that's about and I don't think Collin would be able to tell me, anyway.

"These," Chance pulls his regeneration charm out from under his hoodie. "I was only able to make two, though."

"He'll make some for you guys tomorrow," I tell them. "But for now, we can just head back home and make dinner. Warm up by the fire, unwind from a long day… the usual."

"Speaking of long days," Lucas says. "You were doing a lot of stuff with Mana yesterday. I saw it in the list. And then today, something happened. You expended a lot of it in just a few minutes, then your Mana capacity jumped up. Your Aura capacity went up a little, too. Now you have those amulets. Were you doing a lot of hunting?"

Even while in a Dungeon, Lucas was checking on my status regularly. It wouldn't have been that difficult since it was in the same window as the others', but still. He must have been worried pretty hard after seeing the jump. That may have contributed to them leaving now instead of giving it more time.

"Yesterday was… something else," I say. "Though today, we were attacked by the stoneshot squirrel queen. Chance decided to finish his research on them and make the first one because of that attack. It taught me a new spell, [Stone Missile], which kind of blasted into my shoulder-"

"What?" Lucas immediately grabs me and tries to start inspecting. "Which one? How bad? Did you have enough potions? No. They wouldn't have been enough if the damage was-"

"It was a lot of pain," I tell him. "And some aggravation. The attack was just a little bit weaker than my Constitution so it wasn't too bad, and I've got a pretty decent pain tolerance. Did take a lot of potions and healing magic, though. I'm sore, but the amulet's helping. It's a lot less than it was earlier."

"What happens when the amulet runs out of Mana?" He stops trying to inspect my arm. "That's just a waste of holy maginiite, isn't it? Or can those bits be reused in another amulet?"

"Mana crystals can be recharged," Chance informs him. "They've got a maximum amount of Mana they can hold and it decreases over time, but we can recharge them as needed."

"Chance has the least Mana Regen out of the five of us," I say. "So we'll have to take turns recharging his. Also, we've discovered another Perk."

Chance and I give the others updates on everything which happened since they went into the Dungeon – except for the construction of the house and patio area. There isn't really a whole lot, though I do make sure to let them know that the owls were strangely silent last night.

"That looks like a house to me," Collin says once it's in view.

"Whoa," I feign shock. "When did that appear?"

"Ha ha," he gives me a light shove. "You guys did build the house!"

"Yeah," I say. "And for running away from it, you three are going to be clearing the growing trees from the storage areas. We also built an outdoor kitchen, by the way."

"I didn't figure out plumbing yet so we've still got to use the current methods," Chance says. "But that should be in the next house iteration."

"We'll also need more trees before then," I add. "We used up plenty of what I got from the Dungeon to make the roofing, doors, windows, gutters, shelves, and table so there wasn't enough to make a second house. The outdoor cooking station didn't help. It's around back and is covered."

"That's fine," Collin says. "Just means we'll need to stay in your house longer, if you're cool with that."

"I am," I tell him. "The two of you would be getting a quick-built stone slab house if I weren't. Come on."

I lead everyone around to the back. Thanks to the new house being a little bit further forward, there's more space for us in the yard.

When we show them the inside of the house, Chance and Collin argue a bit over the blankets situation, since Chance doesn't want to give up his extra-comfy bed. We moved the blankets back to their bed states after we finished transferring the stored stuff into the house and Chance put his brother's back on his own.

"Fine," Collin groans. "If you don't want to give up the softer bedding, then I'll just sleep in there with you."

"That's fine," Chance says. "As long as I get to keep the extra-soft bed. No more feeling the floor through the blankets."

With the comforters being king-sized, there's plenty of space for them to share. It's a reasonable request and concession for a softer spot to sleep.

"We need to find a way to get proper beds," I say. "Actual mattresses and whatnot."

"Medieval ones often had feathers in them, I think," Collin says. "And after running a Dungeon, I think I'd rather be a more breeder-type of tamer. Might try something feathery."

"If you want to use the monster eggs, you can," I tell him. "But they better not damage my stuff or I'll kill 'em."

"Fair," he says. "Chance, want to help me build a pen if we get something good?"

"Sure," Chance answers.

"Let's sort out our loot first," Collin says to Wyatt and Lucas.

"After that," Lucas looks at me. "We'll head to the System shop to sell some loot and so Collin can collect his Quest reward."

"And maybe buy some stuff, too!" Wyatt adds. "Hey, I didn't see the cold stuff in the house!"

"Because it wasn't," I tell him. "We left it in the storage building for now. Need to build a proper fridge and freezer before we can store that inside or the warmth in here will mess with things."

Speaking of that, we need to add more wood to fireplace so I do that and use [Fire Mastery] to make it catch faster.

"If it's alright with you," Chance says as I work on the fire. "I'll build a proper table in the next day or two for in here. With individual chairs."

"No problem," I say. "Make it three on each side and one at each end, yeah? Just in case."

An extra two seats, in case Dakota and Tessa come over. Even if they don't arrivebefore we have another house or two set up, Tessa and my brothers would probably still eat with me sometimes.

After the others sort out their Dungeon loot, they head to the System Shop and Chance and I head to the shower building. We thaw out the ice, then transfer the water to the upper tank to finish heating.

We both need a shower and there's no reason to wait until the others are back. Five in the room would be pretty crowded, anyway.

Chance and I return to the house after our showers and he heads inside while I start brewing up more healing potions. With the ones that I used up earlier and the ones that they used in the Dungeon, it's better to stock up on more.

"Can I do some brewing?" Wyatt asks when he and the others return, Lucas joining me with him. "Or, uh… are we under punishment for skipping out on building the house?"

"You can," I tell him. "Your punishments for evading work are incoming. Clearing the growing trees that are in the way is only the beginning."

"Please, no!" He protests. "Those are so frustrating!"

"On the upside, I accidentally created lube earlier," I tell him. "So we can have sex tonight, too. If you're interested."

"Sex?" Lucas asks. "I think… I'm too exhausted for that. I-if that's okay."

"It's cool," I say. "It's an option, not a requirement."

"O-okay," he lets out a breath of relief. "We're gonna go shower. I'll make dinner after."

"Alright," I say.

Lucas and Wyatt head off to the showers and I see Collin joining them. While they do that, I finish the potions I'm making and clean up my station so that Wyatt can work on whatever it is he wants to try to make.

"Lucas is going to make dinner once he finishes his shower," I inform Chance once I'm done. "Should probably be almost done with that as they all went for one before I finished my last batch."

"Alright," Chance is lounging on the blankets for his and his brother's bed. "If Col wants to be a monster breeder, he'll probably need his own space for that. Make sure he's not insane and doesn't try to start that before we get a place, yeah?"

"I can do that," I snort. "I'm heading back outside, just wanted to give you a heads-up about dinner."

"Thanks," he says.

I head back outside and wait for the others to return. Collin heads into the house after his shower, while Lucas starts working on dinner and Wyatt starts his alchemy project.

While they do that, I just relax and watch them work. Chance comes out at one point and asks Lucas if he knows how long it'll be and when Lucas tells him it'll take at least another forty minutes, he starts crafting another amulet.

Watching the process for that, I realize that it's a bit odd. Slime goo doesn't have water in it but he needs it hardened. We can use [Water Mastery] on it as well, which only makes the process stranger. I'm not entirely sure what Chance does, but he somehow manages to harden the two teaspoons of holy slime goo he measured out, then he crushes it and grinds it into a dust.

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I stop watching him at that point and return to watching Lucas cook and Wyatt brew. The former is focused intently on what he's doing and occasionally asks me to taste something for input, while the latter… keeps muttering to himself.

"You okay, Wy?" I ask after he mutters a curse.

"Accidentally smashed my thumb."

"Might not be a good idea to do that," I say.

"So I've learned," he nods. "But I hope this one works!"

"Mind if I ask what you're doing?" I get up and walk over to him.

"Sure," he responds. "I don't really 'feel' like magic is my thing. Not entirely by itself, anyway. So I was thinking… what if I created bombs and grenades and stuff and used those as attacks?"

"That's what you're doing?"

"Your equipment, but my loot and purchases," he says. "For the reagents, I meant. That's fine, right?"

"Break anything and you'll have to replace them," I tell him. "But yeah, that's fine. What are you attempting right now? Some sort of wind-based bomb?"

All of the reagents he has out have wind attributes, so that makes the most sense.

"Yeah," he answers. "Stuff from the Dungeon right now, more once we find more. If I can get this to work, then I'll go for something earth-based, too."

"Good luck," I tell him. "Let me know if you want any help."

"Will do, Captain!"

I whack him in the back of the head for that, then return to watching him and Lucas work. Wyatt finishes his work first and starts bottling up his creation, doing so a little bit quickly as if worried something is going to happen.

"Don't blow up my house."

"It shouldn't, don't worry!"

He finishes bottling up the potion in 3oz glass bottles, then takes one over to me to happily present his creation. The liquid inside is semi-transparent and a swirl of white and greys that seem to be ever-shifting, ever so slightly.

[Crude Windburst Bomb] A crude windburst bomb crafted by an amateur alchemist, a sudden rush of air touching the liquid will cause a burst of strong wind in all directions. Magic: 16 Expiration: 5/3/2023

"That sounds dangerous," I say. "What if you accidentally drop one? It's weak enough it won't damage my house, but at the same time… it can still break stuff."

Should he actually need those to hurt things in combat, he would need ones stronger than these are. There's the potential of accidentally hurting himself, his allies, or bringing damage to wherever they're being stored.

"Yeah, that's a problem," Wyatt frowns. "I'll have to figure that out. But isn't it awesome? I managed to make one on my first try!"

"Yeah, it's pretty cool," I say. "But it's still not going in my house. Give me, like, five minutes to conjure up a place for you to store them. You can ask Chance about how much it'll cost to build you shelves for them later."

"Thanks!"

I pick a spot a safe distance away from my house and gardens, then summon a simple stone shelter eight feet on each side with a pillar in the center to help support the ceiling/roof. There's not much in the way for making a door for it so it'll just stay open for now, but we probably won't have a problem with monsters getting into it and breaking his bombs… probably. Even if they do, it'll just be a waste of Wyatt's stuff and he can handle securing his storage.

"Get them moved into there before eating," I tell Wyatt when I return to the patio.

"It's time to put everything out," Lucas tells me.

"Alright," I say. "I'll let Collin know. Chance, you almost done or nah?"

"Just need to clean up," my brother answers.

I open the back door and let Collin know dinner's finishing up. He's looking through a tome that I'm guessing he bought at the System Shop with his earnings from the Dungeon run and barely acknowledges me. Closing the door, I turn around and help Lucas put dinner on the table as Chance cleans up his stuff. We should probably get a second table out here for crafting.

Dinner is pizza casserole, which is pasta with sauce, cheese, sausages, and pepperoni that Lucas baked. Accompanying it is garlic bread and a salad, the latter of which uses ingredients from the System Shop, the Dungeon, my gardens, and which we've located around the area. To wash everything down, we drink hot chocolate.

"Those are pretty neat," Collin comments as he looks up at the lantern that's hanging from one of the rafters of the patio roof. "Where did you get the light magic from?"

He asked that just as Chance shoved a forkful of dinner into his mouth. Night hasn't really begun to fall yet but it's late enough in the day that with the patio roof, we could use a little bit of extra light here.

"It's not materials," I explain. "You can make enchantments do things without materials that include those magics. That just has a runic formula that creates a glow when Mana is fed to it."

"Yeah," Chance swallows his food. "If I had materials with light magic, I probably could have experimented around and made better lanterns. That's probably something we should look into. Or, uh… I guess you guys, since I'm not a fighter? Though I'm not sure how I'll pay for it yet."

"We'll find something," I tell him. "Both for the light situation and for how you can pay. You're already doing that a bit by making the necklaces. Speaking of that – how's it feeling, Lucas?"

Chance was apparently making another amulet, which he gave to Lucas as we put dinner on the table.Lucas should be able to feel a difference by now.

"Good," Lucas answers. "The burning is still there, but I can tell that it's not as bad now."

"That's good," I say. "They're only crude versions at the moment, but if we can find some holy slimes or something else with holy attributes, then Chance might be able to get more practice in and make them better."

"They aren't that strong," Chance adds. "They aren't healing as much damage as you're taking. I'll need practice and better materials for that."

"Speaking of slimes," Collin says as I serve myself another plate of the pizza casserole. "I bought a book on slime breeding at the System Shop. If we get lucky and one of the [Monster Egg]s turns into a [Slime Egg], then we can end up with a variety of slimes. I won't even need to use taming magic for them."

"Really?" I ask.

"Yeah," he answers. "Slimes hatched in some form of home tend to like that home, and they'll recognize their 'king' and their 'friends'. People who bring them food are friends. Baby slimes aren't aggressive unless attacked, so that gives time for me to teach it that I'm a friend. Once it recognizes me as one, I'll be able to introduce you guys to it as friends."

"How would that solve our need for slimes of a variety of types?" I ask.

"If it's just a plain [Slime Egg], then the hatched slime is without an attribute," he explains. "The main problem would actually be preventing it from deciding that ambient Mana is food… that would turn it into a mana slime. Child slimes have the attributes of the parent slimes and once they have one, it's hard for them to change unless it's to a deviation. So if they're an earth slime, they could turn into a lava, metal, or crystal slime later. But earth to fire? Nope."

"How do you stop that from happening, then?" I ask.

"Feed it maginiite," he answers. "Plain maginiite, not attuned. Do that until it's a friend and hope it doesn't turn into a mana slime. If I succeed and get it to view me as a friend, I'll be able to convince it that it should remain without an attribute. That said, I'll probably need to use my taming magic for the first one. I'll check out the eggs in the morning and if one's a normal slime, then I'll hatch-"

"No, you won't," I say. "Not until there's a place set up for you to do your breeding and raising at, Collin. We aren't going to have a bunch of slimes running around my home – no offense, Slushy, I just want my space-" the water slime creates an arm to give me a salute from where he was chasing Coyon in the yard "-and you need to make sure you have enough plain maginiite for it, too."

I don't think we've come across any monsters with plain maginiite yet, so that might be a bit tricky for us. We'll need to find a source of them first and figure out how easily we'll be able to maintain harvesting them.

"Oh, right, yeah," Collin chuckles. "I should probably make sure I have things prepared first."

"Most of that will be on you," I inform him. "You'll be repaying our help with work and supplies. Not necessarilyfree supplies, but definitely discounted. You might be my brother and this might benefit all of us… but we have to draw the line on where it's for survival and where it's for other stuff, and this is as good a time as any, even if it's partially for our survival right now."

"Understandable," he says.

The rest of dinner is filled with just small talk, then Chance and Collin get to work on cleaning the dishes while Lucas, Wyatt, and I head into the house.

"I-I-I didn't think this t-t-through," Lucas says. "U-u-um… there's no p-p-privacy. I-I-I'll head b-b-back o-o-outside."

"You mean for if Wyatt and I are having sex?" I ask and he nods. "I don't mind if you want to stay in here for it. Wyatt?"

"Nah, man," Wyatt tells Lucas. "You want to stay in here, that's cool. Makes it easier if you change your mind and want to join in for at least a little something."

"We'll be on the blankets," I tell Lucas as I add more wood to the fireplace, then get the fire burning a little more. "But since they're king-sized comforters, if you want to stay on ours, we can be on one side and you can be on the other. Or you can steal my brothers' for now. Or if you want to just chill on the floor, that's fine, too. Just don't feel pressured to join us if you're not wanting to."

"Yeah!" Wyatt nods. "You're tired and we get that! You don't wanna join, don't!"

"Y-you don't care if I'm here for it, t-though?"

"Nah," I say. "Even if it's only happened once, you're one of the guys I'm sleeping with and I do think you're a decent person. So I'm fine with it."

"Oh, no, it totally bothers me to have people watching if they aren't participating," Wyatt tells Lucas. "But it's also cold outside and this is what we've got. I'll just deal with it, especially since you aren't bad on the eyes, and are also sleeping with the guy I'm sleeping with. Let us know if you change your mind and want to join in, but don't feel pressured to."

"Y-you do t-threesomes?"

"Usually with Carter and Dakota," Wyatt says. "And not often. It's also not usually double-pen. Maybe once every month and a half for a threesome? Dakota kind of intimidates me with his muscles. He doesn't bottom and seems like he could accidentally break me in half while topping."

The first time Wyatt joined us, he had no idea who Dakota was and actually backed out while letting Dakota know he was a bit nervous about my other friend's muscles. Dakota was super chill about it; he's used to that happening with skinnier guys. While he isn't bulky, he's defined well enough to make it clear he's strong.

"B-but then you-" Lucas meets my gaze in confusion.

"I'm vers.," I tell him. "I'll top or bottom depending on my mood and partner. Sometimes both. Wyatt very much prefers both."

"Definitely," Wyatt says. "Though I'm cool with just doing blowjobs if the other guy doesn't want to do what I'm up for. Wait. Hold on," he looks at me. "When did you get naked?"

"At the start of the conversation," I answer. "How did you not notice? Lucas was checking me out almost the entire time."

Lucas's face flushes red as he realizes I noticed him observing me.

"Anyway, Lucas," I say. "The most important thing here is that joining in or not is your choice. So if you don't want to, don't. And if you decide you want to jack off while watching us or something… we won't be offended."

"Nope!" Wyatt confirms. "But let us know if you want one of us to ride or suck you or something and we'll do it. But only if you want to!"

Lucas nods, face still a bit red, as Wyatt finds me stripping him.

Once Wyatt's naked, I put a hand on his head and push him down to his knees. Wyatt immediately grabs the base of my dick with his right hand and angles my dick up so he can lick the underside of it. I keep my hand on his head as I move my other to my hip, Wyatt starting to jack himself off with his free hand.

He goes back and forth with his tongue on the underside of my dick a few times, then moves his right hand further up my dick and lowers it so it's pointing at his mouth, then he pulls back the foreskin. His tongue meets the head of my dick, flicking across it and the underside.

"Ooh, yeah, Wyatt," I moan softly as I rub his head. "Just like that, man. Ooh, yeah."

In the time we've been doing things together, I've learned that Wyatt likes his partners to take charge, and for there to be a bit of vocalization during oral as well. It makes him hornier and a little more aggressive, which makes what he does feel better.

It would probably make Lucas uncomfortable, so I won't do this with him.

After a minute of this, Wyatt angles my dick downward and licks the top from the tip to the base, then slides his tongue back before lifting my dick up to lick at the underside. He turns his head to the side a little and sucks on the sides and underside of my dick for a few seconds between passes, rubbing his tongue against it while doing so.

"Suck my balls, Wyatt," I push his head a little, and he goes down to my balls and takes my left one into his mouth. "Mmmm… yeah, Wyatt, like that. Ooooh, yeah."

Wyatt switches over to my right ball for a little bit and when he finishes, he pulls back my foreskin and puts the tip of my dick into his mouth.

"Mnnnn," I moan a little as he expertly darts his tongue around the head. "Oooh, yeah, Wyatt. Just like that, man. Gonna cum soon."

Wyatt keeps going and I rub the back of his head a little, then give him another warning as I feel my climax about to happen. When it does, Wyatt does his best to swallow every drop of cum I blast into his mouth, though my recent buildup makes that a little difficult since there's some extra force and volume. He manages to get it all down, though, and only releases my dick after he's sure he's gotten every last drop.

With the blowjob finished, Wyatt moves so that his back is against the wall, sliding down a little so that he's in a half-seated, half-lying position. I grab the lube from and start applying it to his uncut dick, which is 7.3" long and 2.1" thick, with a slight upward curve to it.

"Purple?" Wyatt notices the color of the gel.

"Ingredients were strawberries, blueberries, water maginiite, and water slime goo," I tell him. "So yeah, purple. Tastes good, too."

I tried a little bit of it earlier, just to check.

Once I've coated his dick well enough, I position myself over him and begin to lower myself down. I press my left hand against his side as I use my right hand to guide his dick in, and he grabs both of my sides. The slight curve to his dick means some positions are better than others, and this is one that he prefers.

"Mnnnnn," I moan as his dick rubs against my prostate.

"Fuck, it's so tight," Wyatt moans. "Ooooh… I can tell it's been awhile. Fuck, I'm gonna cum fast."

Wyatt's version of "fast" is still probably several minutes – he takes awhile to orgasm even while having sex. The handjob he gave himself while blowing me won't have helped much, either.

I start bouncing up and down on his dick, letting out a soft grunt with each downward motion. His grip on my sides tightens a little and I keep one hand on his chest and the other on one of his legs as I bounce, though I do make sure to rub and squeeze a little as well.

"Fuuuck, Carter," Wyatt shifts his hands down to my ass and starts thrusting his hips, driving his dick further into my ass. "Mnh! Mnh! Mnh! Hnn!"

I stop bouncing and lean forward, putting both hands on his chest and playing with his nipples a little. While I don't vocalize much here, I do still moan a little as his thrusts intensify, his orgasm close.

"Almost… almost… there! Ohh!"

Wyatt starts letting out some intense moans as he thrusts slower but with more force, each thrust accompanied by a blast of cum into me. I keep my gaze focused on his eyes during this, how deep and blue they are. He really likes having eye contact while he cums, which is why he doesn't like fucking someone doggy-style.

Though how well can he see me? I'd forgotten, but he wears – or rather, wore – contacts. They were probably destroyed by the Mana Flood. I'm probably a bit blurry to him right now. He's pretty near-sighted and I'm not that close.

That's probably why he wants to switch to area-based attacks. Why bother aiming when you can just address the attacks to whom it may concern? We can work on a solution to his vision some other time, though.

"Ooooh," Wyatt slides his hands up to my sides and pushes me down on him, my attention returning to the now. "Fuuuuuck, I needed that."

"I can tell," I start playing with his nipples a little and he grabs my wrists, just holding them as I do this. "Should I switch to doing it with my mouth?"

Wyatt enjoys his nipples being played with. So does Dakota, actually, though I don't know about Lucas and I'm not sure if Lucas even knows if he does or not.

"No," Wyatt closes his eyes and lets out a sigh of relief. "Just… stay like this for a moment."

After about a minute, Wyatt asks me to fuck him so I pull off of him. He gets up and moves onto his hands and knees, then I lube up my dick and slide it in. I'd prefer him on his back, but this is the position he's most comfortable with for thicker dicks.

"Ooooh, yeah," Wyatt moans. "All the way, Carter. All the way in! Slam it in!"

I was going slow since it's been awhile but it seems I don't need to. Wyatt lets out a grunt followed by a moan when I slam my dick all the way, a grunt escaping me as well. Every thrust from me elicits a grunt from Wyatt and a soft gasp of pleasure from me. His ass feels so tight around my dick right now and the way it feels as I slide back and forth in it… damn.

Despite my prior climax, I'm still a bit built up and can feel a second climax coming soon. Wyatt's grunts are turning me on a bit and I find myself thrusting faster than I intended, all the way until my climax. His ass is so tight on my dick, damn. When the sensations finally push me to my peak, I thrust all the way in, then lean forward and slide my hands up his sides a little.

"Oooh, oooh, oooh," I softly moan with each blast.

When my climax finally ends, I lean down more and wrap my arms around Wyatt, holding him against me in this position for a little bit. There's nothing but the sounds of our breathing and the fire crackling now. We're both a bit exhausted and remain like this, just enjoying the feel of each other's bodies and our post-sex bliss.

After a few minutes of this, I pull my dick out of his ass and conjure a small big of water to clean off my dick and ass, then use another orb to clean him up.

"That's fucking awesome," Wyatt says as I move the orbs over to the fire to evaporate the water and burn away the goo and cum. "Oh. Looks like Lucas fell asleep."

In order to not apply accidental pressure to Lucas, I didn't look over at him during the entire thing, though I was aware that he had done something while we were doing stuff. He's been still for awhile now, though.

It looks like he'd gotten naked and jacked off on the other side of our makeshift bed, then passed out.

"Doesn't surprise me," I say. "He was pretty exhausted."

With a little bit of water magic, I clean Lucas up as well, then destroy that in the fire. I then carefully work the top blanket out from under Lucas and pull him over to where we actually sleep, then snuggle up against him from behind. I ordinarily wouldn't do this for someone but Lucas has made it clear over the last two weeks that if he's asleep when we go to bed, it's okay to move him for snuggling.

He likes being held when he's asleep, and I'm not sure how much of that is just him liking it and how much comes from his anxiety about monster attacks. Either way, I'll oblige.

Wyatt joins us, snuggling Lucas from in front, and I pull the blanket over us.

"Night, Carter," Wyatt says.

"Night," I respond. "Sleep well."