Censor Chip Ch. 08

The diner where I met Raven wasn't the nicest restaurant in the city. In fact, it was kind of a dump but the truth was that, before my promotion, we couldn't have afforded any restaurant where you actually sat down to eat. Raven ordered a burger as if we didn't have access to a million burger stands and kiosks. I took advantage of their 24/7 breakfast menu and got a waffle, which I supposed wasn't much fancier than a burger. An ancient and dilapidated looking drone delivered our food and drinks to the table and we took them from it.

"Zkkt!" Was all it could manage to happily squawk before floating away.

"Happy anniversary, my love," I said, holding up my beer for her to meet with her own.

"Happy anniversary!" She responded. We clinked our glasses together and had a sip before diving into the food. "I've been thinking about the work conference thing you invited me to, Eli. It's one thing to see your little corpo-kink memories after the fact. I don't know if can get over myself long enough to experience it myself."

"You don't have to 'get over yourself'," I said. "I know you're not going to sell out; not like me. I love you for that. You're the little anarchist in the back of my head when the rat race tempts me too much."

She smiled at me in appreciation and then the smile turned into a devious smirk.

"You sure I didn't just hack my voice into your brain, stud?" She taunted, barely containing a laugh.

"I wouldn't put anything past you, goddess," I shot back. We both laughed and then ate our dinner silently for a few moments. As I admired her in the skimpy black minidress she wore, I decided I wouldn't even upset if she had somehow uploaded her voice into my mind.. or whatever else she wanted to do with me. I was convinced I could get used to anything she did. The pixels that covered her plunging neckline had grown to automatically turn me on, after all.

"Why not take your friend? What was their name? Aster?" Raven proposed, oblivious to my submissive pondering.

"I could take Aster, I suppose. No one ever said I couldn't take a worker from the data floor," I mused. "You'd be okay with me spending two days with them?"

"They're your fuckbuddy, not your lover. Besides, I get to see all the fun later in your memories," she responded. The implication was that she might be jealous if Aster was my lover, nevermind the fact that Dion was certainly her lover and more. I found the double standard hot but I also knew we would talk through it if I ever found someone else I could really fall in love with.

Looking at her now and taking in her beauty, I couldn't imagine it. I could enjoy all the best sex in the world but I would still come back to her. She alone held my heart and I desperately wanted the universe for her. That's why it was second nature for me to share her heart with a worthy man who made her as happy as he did.

"So how is Dion? I haven't seen him in like two days," I asked.

"He's been working on something with the other 'players'. Apparently it has to do with your company but he hasn't told me anything else," she said. "He's been around though..."

She looked away from me, trying and failing to hide a cute smile before she said, "I got you an anniversary present."

"Really? You didn't have to get me anything," I said, trying to imagine what she could have gotten me.

"I know, I know. Just seeing my pixelated tits is the only gift you'll ever need, right?" she joked.

"Not wrong. But also, what did you get me?" I pressed her.

"Well your CirruVisionX came last week..." she said.

"It did?! Why didn't you tell me? Wait.." My excitement rose exponentially. "Did you already use it?"

She gave me a coy smile and said, "I wanted to do something special with it. Since our anniversary was right around the corner I knew just the thing. You'll have to wait until we get home to find out, though."

"Not a surprise present! I'm gonna die of suspense before we even get home!" I complained jokingly. In truth I thought I might die of anticipation. There were two possibilities, as I saw it. Either I would get a second hand experience of what fucking her would actually be like or she would deny me somehow with some edits to the sensory data. Either way, she would drive me wild like she always did and I couldn't wait. Trying to be a gentleman and not a horny douchebag however, I kept my excitement to myself and let us finish our dinner.

"I never thought I'd be able to be honest about who I am and still have a good man like you," she said as we held hands and walked back to the apartment. The roads glimmered with recent rain and the neon lights of the sleepless city.

"Now you have two!" I said and squeezed her hand. She giggled and then looked at me like she was trying to make sure I was real. She found whatever she was looking for in my eyes and then a smirk grew on her face.

"Dion's more of a bad ass than anything I'd call 'good'," she said. "You're right, though. I have both now. Thank you. Thank you for staying and for.. just being you. I love you so much."

She gave me a kiss on the cheek, the mere touch of her lips still leaving me feeling like I might start flying, even after everything.

"I love you too. I'll always stay, no matter where this crazy ride takes us. As long as you're happy, there's no place I'd rather be," I said and returned her gesture with my own kiss on the top of her head.

When we walked through the apartment door, I immediately felt like something was different from when I left that morning for work. Before I could dwell on it, Raven pulled me into a deep kiss. I breathed her in and was intoxicated by her, any and all cares washed away in an instant.

"I'm so excited for you to get your present!" she said with a giddy smile as she pulled me by the hand down the hall. "We mounted the recorder in the bedroom but it covers the whole apartment. Since you're chipped, I think you just have to look at it to activate it."

"I feel like I should be lying down..." I said as I tried not to look in too many directions in case I accidentally turned the device on and became stuck wherever I stood for however long her recording was.

"Good idea," she said and led me into the bed next to her. "Okay, it's that little thing on the dresser."

I looked where she was pointing, noticing a small black box. It was bizarre to me that such a small thing could be so expensive.

A prompt invaded my vision: NEURAL IMPLANT DETECTED. PLAYBACK LAST SENSORY INPUT RECORDING?

I nodded enthusiastically, though I knew it was my thoughts that answered the question.

SYNCING NEURAL INPUTS

A loading bar appeared, replacing the prompt. I looked over to Raven as the bar filled with color. She held a visor and smiled warmly at me.

"I can't get the full experience but I can tap in and see what you're seeing. So, in a way, we get to do this together," she said and put the visor on. A message in red popped up after the loading bar was complete.

WARNING! RECORDING TAMPERING DETECTED! CONTINUE?

I smirked as I recognized the evidence of Raven's hacking. I nodded affirmatively again and then my world flared white. When my vision returned, I found myself in the living room of the apartment, sitting on the couch. I tried to look around but my body didn't respond. There was daylight coming through the windows.

"Okay, we should be recording now," Raven said. Then she climbed into my lap, facing me. I was stunned, for a moment, to see that her body was completely uncensored for the first time in weeks. Then I was confused because she was wearing the exact same dress she had been wearing to our anniversary dinner. Hands that didn't belong to me held her steady and idly caressed one of her breasts over the dress. She felt incredibly soft under the fabric until my thumb --or in reality someone else's thumb, rubbed the hard center.

I couldn't control what was happening but the senses I was experiencing almost demanded that my brain recognize them as my own. Sensory perception was a hell of a thing.

"Hey Eli! If you're seeing, hearing, feeling, and whatever else with this recording, it means Dion and I actually figured out how to edit it before my anniversary dinner with you tonight," she said and then burst into a giggling fit. "Sorry, it's just so weird to talk to you like you're Eli."

"I know, it is. You better get on with it though, baby. I want you," Dion's smooth sensual voice rumbled through my throat. This was going to be trippy as fuck.

"Daddy!" She squealed as I felt her nipple between my thumb and index finger. "Anyway, your edits should start about now."

A filter began to spread across the room, somehow turning everything into a universe of beautiful hand painted art, including Raven.

"I don't know what kind of visual editing we're going to have but you should notice that first," she continued explaining.

"I have some ideas," Dion said through me.

"Good. I like your ideas," she said and then kissed me --kissed him, deeply. "I want to ramp up some of your touch sensations and dull others, Eli. You'll just have to guess which I've done as we go. This is going to be so fun."

"Fucking you is always fun," his voice rumbled in my chest.

"Mmmmm," she cooed in response. She began to lift her dress up off of her body and he helped it the rest of the way over her head. She put it on the side table. "Saving this for later."

I looked her up and down, taking in her mostly bare figure. Dion, being used to the sight, looked back up at her face but I continued to see what I could through the periphery of his vision. The filter turned her body into a majestic painting, accenting the curves of her beautiful bare breasts with uncanny detail for the art style it mimicked. She gave me another kiss and Dion cupped one of those bare breasts. The artistic image of an unfamiliar hand squeezing the soft and yielding flesh captivated me.

Pulling away with a dreamy look in her eyes, she got out of my lap and knelt on the floor in front of me. Dion reached out and took a blue braid gently in his hand before dropping it on her bare shoulder and caressing her cheek. She turned and kissed the strange hand that held her face. I was struck with how loving they were towards each other now. It wasn't a bad thing. She looked at him with the same warmth with which she looked at me but the spark in her eyes had a difference that I could spot even through the brush strokes of the filter.

Dion laid back on the couch as she unzipped the black jeans he was wearing. Biting her lip in anticipation, she pulled back the boxers underneath and fished out a massive cock --Dion's cybernetic cock. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at it in front of her. Then she licked him --licked me, from balls to tip. I shuttered as her wet tongue glided up my length, it felt like each inch she touched produced a fireworks show in my mind.

I guessed this was a portion of the recording that Raven had decided my sense of touch should be cranked up to infinity for. I wanted to tense my muscles, to moan, to do a million different things all at once in response to the feeling. Dion, who was in control of the body I was inhabiting, just sat calmly and watched the love of my life worship his manhood like it was her entire world.

With mechanical precision, the rod stiffened, not in response to her but because he willed it to. This only excited Raven even more as she wrapped her lips around the tip that was almost too big to fit inside her mouth. More pleasure filled explosions erupted in my mind as she swirled her tongue around my cockhead. Mechanisms whirred and the organ became a little thinner but retained all of it's length. She immediately took the opportunity to take me further into her mouth and down her throat.

All at once, she flooded my senses with waves of pleasure. They seemed to radiate from the cock she was nearly inhaling and pulse through my entire being. I worried for a moment that this recording and Raven's enhancement of the experience it held could actually break my brain, as I felt like I was going to burst into a million pieces.

Before I could shatter, she took me out of her mouth and pulled Dion's pants all the way down and tossed them to the side. When she returned her focus to between his legs, she went lower, gliding her tongue across my sack like it was candy. This time, Dion let out a moan, though it was really more like a growl. It echoed my own sentiments about having the sensation of my goddess's tongue massaging my balls.

She lapped at them for a few more moments before going even lower. Dion adjusted for her as she french kissed his asshole --for all my senses could comprehend, my asshole.

"Have you ever done this for Eli?" Dion asked.

"Once," she said between long soft licks between his asscheeks.

"Think you'll do it again?"

She just shook her head coyly and kept lapping with a smile on her face.

"Never?" He asked. She giggled.

"The only way he'll ever feel this again is through a recording. The real thing is only for you now."

Suddenly all other sensations except the sight of her penetrating gaze up at me and the feeling her tongue on my hole went completely dead as if that's all she wanted me to focus on. I reveled at the way she eagerly worshipped his ass and it was even hotter to know that she would never would treat me like this. She was worshipping him and it felt like pure bliss to me as I experienced it secondhand. I realized, of course, that I'd have to tell Aster that it was off limits too. I groaned in masochistic pleasure as I remembered that too-long tongue against my hole and as I now experienced Raven's soft touch and knew that I would never feel that again outside of a virtual space.

The recording went back to normal as she licked me from my asshole to my tip. I melted inside as she planted a sweet kiss on my cockhead and smiled.

"What do you think about that, daddy?"

Dion chuckled and said, "Only for me, huh? It does have a nice ring to it."

He pushed her back down, keeping his hand on the back of her skull like he was actually entitled to her tongue. As she eagerly lapped at his hole in response, it sank in that he really was entitled to this, as far as she was concerned. As I soaked in the feeling of her wet tongue and the desperate passion behind its strokes, I felt that he could've probably asked for anything at all and she would give it to him. In fact, I would've been surprised if he even had to ask.

Like he was as much inside my brain as I was inside his body, Dion pulled her up by her braids, which were bundled together in his fist. Then he slapped his massive rod gently across her face, the tip tapping her forehead. She smiled as he degraded her.

"You like that, slut?" He goaded.

"Oh yeahhh," she slurred like she was drunk with his dick.

"Say 'thank you daddy'."

"Thank you daddyyy," she sang through the cock slapping her mouth. He rewarded her by pushing her face into his sack.

She greedily tongued him and brought his balls into her mouth like she was starving and they were a gourmet meal. He let go of her braids but she elected to stay there licking and sucking on his round jewels for a while longer before working her way back up to his cock. Her mouth was magic as I felt her make her way up my shaft, kissing and tonguing every inch. If I had been in control of the body I was in, I would have already cum a thousand times but I definitely would not have made it through her journey to my tip.

Apparently satisfied with his blowjob, Dion stood up and picked her up by the waist with him, earning him a cute squeal. The sudden change was disorienting behind Dion's eyes but Raven's soft lips against mine and even softer naked breasts against my clothed chest quickly comforted me as she wrapped her legs around me and kissed me passionately. I could taste the salt of his skin on her as I explored her mouth. There was something about that remnant of him; of what had just been in her mouth and had been the object of her oral worship, that weirdly turned me on.

Dion laid her down gently, flat on her on her back across the couch. I took in her body like I could consume her with just my eyes. She was a masterpiece through the filter. Dion must have had a similar reaction to her unedited form as his gaze lingered for a few moments. Then, as if he was physically propelled by the sight, he pounced on her and kissed her possessively. My hard dick rubbed against her much smaller but equally rock hard girldick and I could feel the silky slickness of her precum on it.

She started unbuttoning my shirt as we kissed and eventually we were both naked. Dion sat up and looked down, admiring the little cocklet between Raven's legs just below his own. Aside from the silicone covered joints of his implant, it was like looking at a miniature (and more feminine) version of the same dick or the result of someone taking Raven's and enlarging it by 300%. As if he wanted to highlight the size difference even more, he lightly tapped his cock against her own package. She squirmed and bit her lip, bucking her hips slightly at the contact.

He gave a low chuckle at her response and then kissed down her neck to her collarbone, then he kissed around her areolas before taking turns sucking a nipple into his mouth on each breast. I adored the tasted of her skin and the firmness of the tips of her peaks in my mouth and against my tongue. She moaned softly and ran a hand through my hair.

Dion moved down to her ribcage and then to her cute belly. Finally, he got on his knees next to the couch and gingerly took her petite member into his mouth. I soaked up the familiar sweet taste of her cock as it hit my tastebuds. Again, she ran her hands through my hair as I sucked her. Her hips twitched and gyrated in response to the pleasure but she didn't fuck my skull --his skull, like she usually did for me. I supposed that was only reserved for her stud, not her daddy. She liked to use me and liked being used by him.

Having his fill of pleasuring her girlcock, Dion picked her up again. She immediately wrapped her arms and legs around him and began kissing his neck as his cock rubbed against her ass. He headed with her to the hall that led to our bedroom --for all intents and purposes, his bedroom for the time being.

"Fuck me daddy," she breathed into his ear seductively.

"Oh, you want to be fucked, do you? How hard do you want it?" He teased.

"As hard as you can. Give it all to me, daddy," she half-moaned. He then turned and pinned her against the hallway wall.

"Such a demanding slut," he said with a low heat in his voice, their lips an inch from touching. "Do you always get the things you demand?"

She giggled and said, "Pretty much!"

"Good," he said and then aimed his cock to enter her asshole. Gravity did it's work as he let her body slide slowly onto him. She gasped as his rod impaled her, apparently being so practiced at this that no lubricant was needed. I felt her tight walls gripping my member and then loosening as it pushed inside her, titillating every sensitive nerve ending I had.

Dion pulled back out most of the way and then plunged back in, faster and with more ease this time. Steadily, he ramped up the pace and intensity until he was finally fucking her into the wall so hard that a small decoration fell off it's mounting. Neither Dion nor Raven paid it any mind as she continued enjoying his body and Dion and I continued enjoying hers. She felt like heaven as he pumped her relentlessly and she did what she could to leverage her arms and legs around his torso to bring him into her quicker and harder.

"Oh fuck! Thank you daddy!" She moaned. I felt her own little cock leak more precum against my stomach as it flopped with the motion of each thrust. "Thank you for fucking me! Oh my god!"

"I will always fuck you anytime I want, don't you worry, little slut," he hissed. "Tell me, who does this ass belong to?"

"Daddy! It belongs to daddy! To you!!" She cried out as he fucked her roughly. I could've listened to her cries and moans of pleasure for hours or maybe even days on end. However, the sound of her telling another man that her ass, which I had yet to feel outside of this virtual recording, was his fell like bittersweet music on my ears. He was the man who could fuck her whenever he wanted. I was the man she could face fuck or anything else she desired whenever she wanted and god, I loved it.

With a cock still inside her and her lips on mine --on Dion's lips, desperately, deeply kissing him, he brought her into the bedroom and tossed her onto the bed like a ragdoll. She looked up at him wildly, biting her lip as he climbed onto the bed and on top of her again. She made out with me like the breath between us contained the meaning of life itself.

Dion reached down between both their legs and massaged the tip of her girlcock with a thumb and index finger. She let out a whimper as he teased her and he chuckled.

"Are you ever going to let Eli fuck you?" He asked, the words surprising me.

"Yes," she said without hesitation and then smirked. "When I get bored of denying him, I will. He likes it, you know? The denial, that is."

"I figured as much from the virtual cock cage I met him wearing."

She giggled at that.

"I think maybe I'll make him wear a condom or numb him or something. I think only you should be able to feel me bare, daddy."

"That's my girl," Dion said, moving back off the bed and pulling her swiftly by the hips to him at the edge. "Now I'm gonna fuck this ass that belongs to me so hard that you feel it for the rest of your anniversary night."

"Fuck yeah!" Raven bit out excitedly.

He let her legs hang over his muscled arms and held her hips as he thrust into her. He gave her one slow first push but after that, he quickly started railing her like no tomorrow. She arched her back and gripped the sheets beneath her as if for dear life. She was still so tight around my cock but her hole showed no resistance anymore.

Dion looked down and I got a good view of his cybernetic member pummeling her ass just beneath her flailing womanhood. Something about their difference in cock size, his rough thrusting, and the way her breasts also moved with the impact was absolutely perfect in my mind. Maybe it was the painting-like filter but it just looked right. It was like their bodies were puzzle pieces that were made for each other.

I would've expected for that to feel like a bad thing but it didn't. The fact that he was a good match for her didn't mean I wasn't. It was two different relationships. Dion's connection to Raven was a blazing fire that couldn't be extinguished, even if someone had wanted to. I didn't even think they had realized how far they had already fallen madly in love.

My connection to her, on the other hand, was more like a slow burning ember that started when we were high schoolers and got bigger everyday. Every kiss, every touch, every word, and every look was special and built a flame that would last an eternity. The truth was that I liked seeing her getting pleasure and being passionately in love in a completely different way from her love for me. I loved the way she looked at him --at me, if only through his eyes, as she reached up to caress his face.

"I love you, Dion," she said.

"I love you too," he replied.

Like the words unlocked something inside him, he flung his head back in pleasure; a dizzying sight from my perspective but I enjoyed the passionate moment. He lifted her body up by her hips and pushed her backwards across the bed until he was on his knees on the mattress with her. Then, still holding her hips, he fucked her like it was his sole purpose in life. She bucked, squirmed, and moaned uncontrollably. I could feel the climax building in my cock; in his cock.

"Oh! Oh god, fucking.. fuck!!" She cried and her girlcock spurted clear liquid across her stomach. Her legs trembled as she continued orgasming well past her ability to physically cum. Eventually, she dismounted herself from him and he let her go as she collapsed back onto the bed. He kept jerking himself off, nearing his own peak of satisfaction.

Suddenly all feeling was muted just as I felt that he was about to burst. Raven had decided to deny me the feeling of his orgasm, leaving me to merely watch his completion. He moaned as he brought himself to the end. Though I knew he didn't need to cum to orgasm with his implant, he chose to anyway. He released stream after stream across her shrinking shaft and gems, on her belly and, as she sat up, he also deposited a load on her chest. She smiled up at him and pulled him down into a grateful kiss.

"Whew! I think you've outdone yourself!" She said as they both got up. "I'm gonna have to shower before I go to dinner."

"Don't," he interjected.

"What?"

"If he sees this, I want him to know I left my mark on you. A little taste of what he didn't get to experience first hand. An anniversary gift from me, if you will," he said and casually caressed the breast that wasn't plastered with his mess. "Plus, with me all over you while you're at dinner, you can be reminded of who really owns that ass of yours. Remind me, who is that again?"

"You, daddy. My ass belongs to you," she said submissively. He gave a low laugh.

"I will never get tired of hearing that. Now why don't we make sure your boyfriend gets the time of his life with this recording," he said. He looked toward the black box and suddenly my vision flared white.

When I returned to reality, it was actually disorienting to see true colors and textures instead of what seemed like only detailed approximations in a moving painting. At some point while I was in the recording, Raven had stripped down to her panties. I was speechless. A thin but completely opaque strip of pixels spread across her chest, covering her nipples but otherwise giving me the first clear view I had ever had of her bare curves. She took off her visor and smirked at my gawking stare.

"See something you like, stud?" The sultry words dripped from her lips like honey. She held herself up with her arms behind her and dramatically rolled her head back, clearly showing off her soft peaks to me. God, I could've died happy right then and there.

"I-I, uh..." I stammered. She giggled, unable to maintain the sultry yet detached façade.

"You're so cute. Happy anniversary, my love. Figured I'd let you see a little more for the occasion," she said, wiggling her torso a little to make her breasts sway. "Go ahead. Take a closer look. Get a feel. Get a taste. Wouldn't want Dion's anniversary gift to you to go to waste, right?"

My breathing was slow and careful like if I made any sudden movements she would disappear as I crawled to her side of the bed on my hands and knees. I reached out and put my palm against the underside of the breast I knew hadn't been marked by Dion. I cupped it but didn't squeeze, preferring to merely touch it in the perfect shape gravity had already fashioned it into. Then, I looked to the other breast. All that was left of Dion's gift was a thin film.

I leaned down, keeping eye contact with her like she might change her mind at any second. She didn't stop me or say a word. So, I reached my tongue out and it grazed her skin across where he had left his seed. There wasn't much left to taste aside from a slight saltiness but I tongued her anyway, taking the leftovers with me. I closed my eyes as my flat tongue made its way to her censored nipple, stopping to wrap my lips around it. She sighed in pleasure as my tongue flicked the firm skin inside my mouth.

Moving on to the other one, I gently lifted it and brought it to my lips, kissing it reverently before taking that nipple into my mouth as well. I carefully kissed between them both and down her sternum. Then I ran my tongue across the film that was left on her stomach too. Parts of it were sweeter where her cum had landed but I cleaned it all with my mouth. When I was done, she pulled me by the chin into a kiss.

"I think you'll like the part of his gift that ended up between my legs even better. I think my panties kept it... fresher," she said enticingly. "Go ahead and take them off, stud."

She lifted her hips to let me slide them down her thighs. As her little cock came untucked, I was surprised to find that the garment had almost perfectly preserved Dion's "mark". She started to harden under my gaze, her cum soaked shaft shimmering. It was so cute that I wanted to reach out and touch it, if not for the mess.

"My girldick won't worship itself, stud," she admonished.

"Yes, goddess," I said and slowly licked the glistening tip of her cock, looking up at her as I did. Raven smiled down at me in satisfaction as my tongue grazed that sensitive spot. Unlike his other leftovers elsewhere, this tasted more strongly of salt and was a much thicker substance as it flowed into my throat and I gulped it down.

I thought it tasted more potent than Korbin's had, though that had been in Virtual. Still, I had no doubts that Dion, the badass trans hacker, was twice the man that Korbin, the corporate bootlicking rat-racer, would ever be. As the man who had cleaned Korbin's creampie from my boss's pussy and was in the process of cleaning up Dion's from my goddess's cock, I guessed that put me at the bottom of any ranking. Somehow, swallowing the seed Dion covered her in felt right, in that light. My dick twitched at my own masochistic self-deprecation as I worshipped the goddess I was so undeserving of.

Raven watched with amused curiosity as I now eagerly lapped at her gems.

"Careful stud, someone might think you actually like daddy's cum," she taunted with a giggle. Truthfully, I had gotten used to it and I was wildly turned on, whatever the reason. I kept tonguing her sack for a while, even after his gift was consumed. Then I decided to dive down beneath her package, reaching my tongue as far between her cheeks as I could. She turned on her side for me and my mouth found her asshole. It was still stretched slightly from Dion's cock and his scent lingered. I kissed it reverently before tonguing the edge of the hole.

"Did you enjoy it when I told him all the special things he gets that you don't?" She asked and ran her hands through my hair gently. "Like I will never do what you're doing right now to you. I did once. But that was before I met daddy."

I gave her ass a long lick, undeterred by the reality I had already accepted, and said, "Absolutely, my goddess."

"Did you like experiencing some of those things virtually, knowing it'll never happen quite like that in real life, if at all, for you?"

"Fuck yes," I said between hungry lapping.

"You know this ass belongs to daddy, right? You just get to borrow it. He could take it away whenever he felt like and you know I'd let him," she said and spread her cheeks wider for me. I tongue fucked her with the fervor of a man who would never taste an asshole ever again.

"Yeah, you know. I can tell by the way you eat me," she answered for me. "You're such a good boy."

She turned back over and guided me up by the chin. I thought she was bringing me in for a kiss but then she pushed my face down on her cock with a hand on the back of my head. I relished the feel of her firm, petite member inside my mouth as she ground against me.

"A verrry good boy," she purred as she laid back and enjoyed masturbating with my skull. Then she let go, putting her arms over her head and closing her eyes. There was clearly no doubt in her mind that I would keep sucking her as eagerly as she had been forceful. I glided my tongue back and forth along her shaft inside my mouth and her stomach fluttered in sync with her rapid breathing. I flicked just under her tip and tasted the drip of sweet precum that resulted.

Suddenly a notification sounded from Raven's visor. She put it on, now ignoring me as I continued sucking her.

"It's a message from Dion," she said in surprise. "He has some information on your company put together finally. He's having a meeting with his Entity Omega group tonight and he wants both of us to attend. It's at his sanctuary in Virtual."

I stopped, her cock still idly in my mouth. She took off her visor and looked out the window to her right, lost in serious thought. Outside, the rain had started again, tapping lightly against the glass.

"This would be the closest I've been to the hacking business since high school. I don't think Dion would've asked us if it wasn't your company, though. What do you think?"

I gave her one more slow sensual suck before taking her out of my mouth finally. She smirked at that but it didn't last long before her serious expression returned.

"I know Dion loves you," I said. She looked surprised that I brought it up, though I doubted she forgot that they had expressed their love for each other during the recording. "I trust him. He takes good care of you."

"You know, I wasn't sure I should've kept that part in the recording but I didn't want to hide it from you either," she said.

"I'm glad you did. I love that you're in love," I said.

"For now. You're my forever," she corrected.

"I think you're in deeper than you realize. I don't know if it's 'forever' or not but it's not nothing, that's for sure," I said. "I love the way you look at him. It's different from how you look at me."

She looked concerned. So I continued, "Different isn't bad! It's just different. Variety is the spice of life, or so I hear."

"Then what if I end up loving him more than you?" She asked, her face contorting like she thought she might cry.

I smirked and replied, "For one, I don't think there's a more or less to this. You love him and you love me. Secondly, whatever happens.. I'm into it. As long as I'm still yours."

"You'll always be mine," she said with a slowly growing smile.

"Good. So about the meeting..." I said.

"Right," she said. "I trust him too. I have done some growing since everything that happened. I think I'm less reckless now."

"You're still impulsive," I said. She deflated a little before I continued. "But your impulses have taken us to some fun places."

That bought me a mischievous smile from her. She got lost in thought again, like she was searching for the right words to say.

"In high school I acted like I had nothing to lose. Think that's what got me caught. Now I have plenty to lose. I don't know if that reassures me or scares me," she said.

"We're not talking about you going back to robbing big wigs for the fun of it," I said. "If anything, we're talking about you doing something meaningful. I can get on board with that, as long as you're careful. I trust that you will be."

"Really?"

"Yes. But tonight is just a meeting, remember?"

"Yeah, you're right. I don't have to commit to anything tonight," she said, seeming to calm down after that.

"So when is the meeting?" I asked.

"In about fifteen minutes. Enough time to play with my stud some more before it starts," She said with a devious grin. Before I could say anything else, she had her cock back in my mouth and she resumed using my mouth as her personal fleshlight until it was time to join the meeting.