They waited at the bus station in silence. John really wanted to ask Rave about the why but he could hardly do it with Victoria around. Okay, he could, but it would be rude. “We really should find a better way to travel,” John started an easier topic.
“Think ya could learn teleportation magic with that bullshit ability of yours?” Rave suggested.
“Is there a book about stuff like that?” John asked, excited at the prospect. Teleportation magic sounded awesome.
“Probably? We can check the Auction later.” That got a nod out of John. Next to them, Victoria worked on some pockets attached to her ‘guitar’ case.
The bus rolled around the street corner and came to a halt. Victoria stopped in her fidgeting and grabbed John by the shoulder. “I will buy the tickets. You let me come along, after all,” she stated.
The suggestion was friendly, but the way she pulled at his shoulder felt off. He wasn’t sure if that was because of the way she grabbed him or because he still wasn’t used to strangers touching him. In either case, she made her way past him to buy the tickets. He barely managed to stop her. “Uhm, students ride free,” he explained to her.
“Ah,” she cleared her throat, then marched in and bought her own ticket.
John and Rave went to the back of the bus. Barely anyone sat there, so they had a nice bit of privacy. This was doubly true after Victoria chose to sit down two rows away and put headphones into her ears. Again, John was left wondering if she was being rude or respectful.
Finally, John had the opportunity to ask a question, “Why did you allow her to come?”
“What? Ya didn’t want her to tag along?” Rave responded, the two of them agreeing on a conspiratorial quiet.
“No, well, kinda? I thought we wanted to just hang out today.”
“The hanging comes after the murdering. It’s just… urgh, now I gotta do the whole emotions stuff again.” Rave leaned in closer, until he could hear her soft breathing against his ear. He put an arm around her, rubbing her shoulder to encourage her to continue. “Ya probably remember I ain’t the most liked girl in town.”
“I would argue you’re not the most known girl in town. If the people knew you, there’d be no way they would dislike you.”
“Aww, you can be sweet. Ya get a kiss for that.” Her lips pressed on his cheek. “And a pinch for interrupting me.” Pain stung his right side. “Back to what I was saying: I get along with Baldy and Jimmie. I don’t really think they’re friends though… I’d like to try and make a few more. We only have each other right now.”
That was true enough. John wasn’t complaining about it, he wasn’t exactly a people person. Rave, however, seemed like she was a starved socialite. If she wanted to do this, he understood.
“So, I thought I might as well try to hang out with her. Dunno, she kinda strikes me as lonely too, so she’ll probably appreciate it. She might even put out, who knows?” Rave giggled.
John swallowed hard. “Are you… implying what I think you are implying?”
“If ya thinking threesomes, which your pervy brain doubtlessly is, then yes,” Rave purred into his ear. “What, ya think guys are the only people with sex fantasies? We can be serious later in life, let’s have some fun… ya know, if there’s the opportunity for it.”
‘This is the time,’ John thought. In the back of a bus, with a Slavic gunslinger and his girlfriend on route to a grinding location, the stars had aligned. “Actually… I was wondering…” he cleared his throat. “Would you mind if I tried to build a harem?”
Rave backed off a little and looked at him. He didn’t even try to hide how nervous he was. “That’s a bunch of steps up from just having threesomes when there’s a chance,” she pointed out, her voice quiet and sharp. “Explain, Johnny.”
“I don’t want to cheat on you,” John started with that. “But I’m young and I always dreamt about it and now I have the kind of body that could keep up with several women.” He vaguely gestured towards his crotch. “So, I’d like to try to have several women.”
“I do believe the word for sleeping with women besides your girlfriend is cheating,” Rave stated drily.
“N-not if you agree to it.” He tried to be as assuring as possible. This wasn’t going terribly. He had feared just bringing the topic up would have her leave the room. “You already implied you’d be happy to have a threesome with Victoria or Aclysia.”
“Again, threesomes are different, tiger. We’d just be pulling someone in we can both agree on for a night. You’re asking for a harem. How would you feel if I was regularly seeing other guys at the side?”
“I’d break up immediately,” John confessed with a sigh. He had that much self-respect. There was an argument to be made here that it was different between men and women and him and her for a bunch of reasons. John wasn’t looking for an argument though. “Look, I just wanted to ask. Because I’m not trading you in for that chance. If it's you or the attempt to make a harem, I’m staying with you, Jane. I love you. Just wanted to know if it was on the table.”
“…It’s on the table,” Rave responded very slowly and methodically.
John’s heart drummed in his chest. ‘Wait, what?’ he thought, the words slowly registering. “Wait, what?” he repeated out loud.
“I trust you, tiger.” One of her slender fingers rubbed up and down his collarbone. “I believe you when you say you’d keep me over the harem, so imma trust you to make one – on a few conditions. First, you’ll introduce me to all the girls you’re seeing – best before ya screw them. Second, if I dislike any of them, ya end it with them. Third, I’m your only girlfriend, even if ya get a bunch of haremettes. I have date, cuddle, and fuck privileges, meaning I get your time first.” Quietly, she added. “Luckily for you, ya do have that instant ball refill.”
John was ready to deliver a joyful agreement. When he opened his mouth, Rave swiftly pinched his lips so he couldn’t actually speak.
“I ain’t done, John,” she said. “Two more things. I want you to at least try to build this harem for us, not just you. You best find girls that are as bi as I am, ‘cause I wanna have at least a part of that fun.” John nodded eagerly, he had been planning to do that anyway. The only thing that was hotter than a harem around him was a harem around him that also loved itself. A writhing sapphic union that he would be the only man in. “Lastly, when I say this whole harem thing ain’t working for me anymore, it’s over. No ifs or buts.” She let go off his lips.
“That’s all?” John asked.
“Yeah, what?” Rave tilted her head. “Something obvious I forgot about?”
“I just… expected you to smuggle in the whole ‘sleeping with other men’ thing in there to shut me down.”
“Yeah, couple problems with that – are you bi?” John shook his head. “There ya go. I wouldn’t want to put ya in a situation ya wouldn’t enjoy. Plus, why would I need other men when ya make me go cross-eyed?” Rave’s finger travelled along his collarbones. “Again, if ya make this harem for us, I won’t be complaining. I always loved how other girls looked. Can’t wait to actually have fun with one.”
As she licked her lips, John once more wondered what stroke of fate it was that delivered him into the arms of this woman. Gorgeous, demanding, encouraging, and as sexually deviant as he was. “I really do love you, Jane,” he said all over again.
“Ya best remember that, ‘cause if you go back on that agreement, imma break your balls and turn into a lesbian cat lady that visits parties to seduce hot women and ruin them for men.” Rave glanced at his crotch, where his manhood was straining the oil-stained pants. “Ya only heard the ‘seduce hot women’ part, didn’t ya?”
“Can you blame me? My wonderful girlfriend just told me we should build a harem together.”
“Guess I can’t fault ya for being a little excited, but you really are a hopeless perv.”
“Aha, but I am your hopeless perv!” John declared triumphantly.
“Yeah,” she laughed and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “My beloved, hopeless perv. So, we gonna seduce that newcomer?”
“We’ll try.” They nodded at each other, while the bus slowly came to a halt.
They waited at the bus station in silence. John really wanted to ask Rave about the why but he could hardly do it with Victoria around. Okay, he could, but it would be rude. “We really should find a better way to travel,” John started an easier topic.
“Think ya could learn teleportation magic with that bullshit ability of yours?” Rave suggested.
“Is there a book about stuff like that?” John asked, excited at the prospect. Teleportation magic sounded awesome.
“Probably? We can check the Auction later.” That got a nod out of John. Next to them, Victoria worked on some pockets attached to her ‘guitar’ case.
The bus rolled around the street corner and came to a halt. Victoria stopped in her fidgeting and grabbed John by the shoulder. “I will buy the tickets. You let me come along, after all,” she stated.
The suggestion was friendly, but the way she pulled at his shoulder felt off. He wasn’t sure if that was because of the way she grabbed him or because he still wasn’t used to strangers touching him. In either case, she made her way past him to buy the tickets. He barely managed to stop her. “Uhm, students ride free,” he explained to her.
“Ah,” she cleared her throat, then marched in and bought her own ticket.
John and Rave went to the back of the bus. Barely anyone sat there, so they had a nice bit of privacy. This was doubly true after Victoria chose to sit down two rows away and put headphones into her ears. Again, John was left wondering if she was being rude or respectful.
Finally, John had the opportunity to ask a question, “Why did you allow her to come?”
“What? Ya didn’t want her to tag along?” Rave responded, the two of them agreeing on a conspiratorial quiet.
“No, well, kinda? I thought we wanted to just hang out today.”
“The hanging comes after the murdering. It’s just… urgh, now I gotta do the whole emotions stuff again.” Rave leaned in closer, until he could hear her soft breathing against his ear. He put an arm around her, rubbing her shoulder to encourage her to continue. “Ya probably remember I ain’t the most liked girl in town.”
“I would argue you’re not the most known girl in town. If the people knew you, there’d be no way they would dislike you.”
“Aww, you can be sweet. Ya get a kiss for that.” Her lips pressed on his cheek. “And a pinch for interrupting me.” Pain stung his right side. “Back to what I was saying: I get along with Baldy and Jimmie. I don’t really think they’re friends though… I’d like to try and make a few more. We only have each other right now.”
That was true enough. John wasn’t complaining about it, he wasn’t exactly a people person. Rave, however, seemed like she was a starved socialite. If she wanted to do this, he understood.
“So, I thought I might as well try to hang out with her. Dunno, she kinda strikes me as lonely too, so she’ll probably appreciate it. She might even put out, who knows?” Rave giggled.
John swallowed hard. “Are you… implying what I think you are implying?”
“If ya thinking threesomes, which your pervy brain doubtlessly is, then yes,” Rave purred into his ear. “What, ya think guys are the only people with sex fantasies? We can be serious later in life, let’s have some fun… ya know, if there’s the opportunity for it.”
‘This is the time,’ John thought. In the back of a bus, with a Slavic gunslinger and his girlfriend on route to a grinding location, the stars had aligned. “Actually… I was wondering…” he cleared his throat. “Would you mind if I tried to build a harem?”
Rave backed off a little and looked at him. He didn’t even try to hide how nervous he was. “That’s a bunch of steps up from just having threesomes when there’s a chance,” she pointed out, her voice quiet and sharp. “Explain, Johnny.”
“I don’t want to cheat on you,” John started with that. “But I’m young and I always dreamt about it and now I have the kind of body that could keep up with several women.” He vaguely gestured towards his crotch. “So, I’d like to try to have several women.”
“I do believe the word for sleeping with women besides your girlfriend is cheating,” Rave stated drily.
“N-not if you agree to it.” He tried to be as assuring as possible. This wasn’t going terribly. He had feared just bringing the topic up would have her leave the room. “You already implied you’d be happy to have a threesome with Victoria or Aclysia.”
“Again, threesomes are different, tiger. We’d just be pulling someone in we can both agree on for a night. You’re asking for a harem. How would you feel if I was regularly seeing other guys at the side?”
“I’d break up immediately,” John confessed with a sigh. He had that much self-respect. There was an argument to be made here that it was different between men and women and him and her for a bunch of reasons. John wasn’t looking for an argument though. “Look, I just wanted to ask. Because I’m not trading you in for that chance. If it's you or the attempt to make a harem, I’m staying with you, Jane. I love you. Just wanted to know if it was on the table.”
“…It’s on the table,” Rave responded very slowly and methodically.
John’s heart drummed in his chest. ‘Wait, what?’ he thought, the words slowly registering. “Wait, what?” he repeated out loud.
“I trust you, tiger.” One of her slender fingers rubbed up and down his collarbone. “I believe you when you say you’d keep me over the harem, so imma trust you to make one – on a few conditions. First, you’ll introduce me to all the girls you’re seeing – best before ya screw them. Second, if I dislike any of them, ya end it with them. Third, I’m your only girlfriend, even if ya get a bunch of haremettes. I have date, cuddle, and fuck privileges, meaning I get your time first.” Quietly, she added. “Luckily for you, ya do have that instant ball refill.”
John was ready to deliver a joyful agreement. When he opened his mouth, Rave swiftly pinched his lips so he couldn’t actually speak.
“I ain’t done, John,” she said. “Two more things. I want you to at least try to build this harem for us, not just you. You best find girls that are as bi as I am, ‘cause I wanna have at least a part of that fun.” John nodded eagerly, he had been planning to do that anyway. The only thing that was hotter than a harem around him was a harem around him that also loved itself. A writhing sapphic union that he would be the only man in. “Lastly, when I say this whole harem thing ain’t working for me anymore, it’s over. No ifs or buts.” She let go off his lips.
“That’s all?” John asked.
“Yeah, what?” Rave tilted her head. “Something obvious I forgot about?”
“I just… expected you to smuggle in the whole ‘sleeping with other men’ thing in there to shut me down.”
“Yeah, couple problems with that – are you bi?” John shook his head. “There ya go. I wouldn’t want to put ya in a situation ya wouldn’t enjoy. Plus, why would I need other men when ya make me go cross-eyed?” Rave’s finger travelled along his collarbones. “Again, if ya make this harem for us, I won’t be complaining. I always loved how other girls looked. Can’t wait to actually have fun with one.”
As she licked her lips, John once more wondered what stroke of fate it was that delivered him into the arms of this woman. Gorgeous, demanding, encouraging, and as sexually deviant as he was. “I really do love you, Jane,” he said all over again.
“Ya best remember that, ‘cause if you go back on that agreement, imma break your balls and turn into a lesbian cat lady that visits parties to seduce hot women and ruin them for men.” Rave glanced at his crotch, where his manhood was straining the oil-stained pants. “Ya only heard the ‘seduce hot women’ part, didn’t ya?”
“Can you blame me? My wonderful girlfriend just told me we should build a harem together.”
“Guess I can’t fault ya for being a little excited, but you really are a hopeless perv.”
“Aha, but I am your hopeless perv!” John declared triumphantly.
“Yeah,” she laughed and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “My beloved, hopeless perv. So, we gonna seduce that newcomer?”
“We’ll try.” They nodded at each other, while the bus slowly came to a halt.
