Chapter 93. For Once, My Body Woke Up Without Filing a Complaint (Threesome Was Great)

Chapter 93: 93. For Once, My Body Woke Up Without Filing a Complaint (Threesome Was Great)

I woke up feeling like a different person. Well, duh... how can a man not feel any different when last night he just fucked two of the most baddest women in this entire world?

Look... I know that there’s probably a lot out there, but you need to go in for more with the ones that you have first. Make sure that they’re truly loyal... to the point that they ARE addicted to you.

But honestly, though... It’s hard to describe.

I’d gone to sleep with a head full of wool, aching ribs, and hands that felt like ice.

But now, though... as I blinked at the gray canvas above me, the heaviness was just gone.

My limbs were light... My head was clear, and what makes it even better is there was a warm, steady hum under my skin, like the glow of a banked hearth, and when I drew a deep breath... I realized that it didn’t hurt.

I’d forgotten what it was like to breathe all the way in.

I turned my head just to face the real reality that I’ve loved right now.

Alicia was curled against my right side, with her face tucked under my chin and one hand knotted in my chest.

Laura was on my left, on her back, with her arm flung across my stomach and her hair standing up like a bird’s nest.

She snored, very faintly... well, shit, I’d never known that.

And so I decided never to mention it.

I lay still and let the panel open. While also enjoying how life felt really fucking good right now.

[RESONANT UNION DETECTED: TRIPLE BOND SYNERGY.]

[Lust Recovery: Alicia +18% (diminished).]

[Lust Recovery: Laura +21% (diminished).]

[Synergy Bonus: +43%.]

[Current Lust: 100%.]

[One-Time Bonus Claimed: Resonance Surge Token.]

’Whoa... whoa... whoa...?! What the hell?!’

[Effect: Your next Bond Resonance will consume no Lust. Expires in 96 hours.]

[New Skill Acquired: Triune Link.]

[Triune Link: You can sense the position and condition of bonded partners within 300 meters and can send small amounts of Aether to them through the Bond.]

[Note: The first-time Synergy Bonus cannot be claimed again. Future group sessions will provide moderate synergy. Diminishing bond returns still apply.

[Please hydrate.]

’Goddamn... this is... new... and a lot to process apparently.’

I read it slowly. It took a couple of minutes, because I kept getting distracted by the last line, which seemed to be a personal comment.

’Hey,’ I thought. ’Quick question.’

[Query acknowledged.]

’Why is it more than the two of them added together?’

’I figured it’d be eighteen and twenty-one, minus some penalty... and not forty-three on top of that.’

’Not that I complain about it... maybe I just found some new mechanics or some shit.’

[Stable multi-party bonds create reciprocal resonance.]

[Recovery is not additive. It is multiplicative.

’Huh. So it’s better with three?’

[It is better when three partners trust one another.]

[The effect scales with consent and trust, not with the number of participants.]

’Ooooohhhh... Okay... That makes sense now.’

[The bonus is greatest the first time. Please do not treat this as a loophole.]

’I wasn’t going to.’

’Having a threesome is really tiresome, but it is worth it in the end, though.’

[You were considering it.]

’Well, a little... For about half a second.’

[Noted.]

I closed the panel with a smile. Beside me, Alicia stirred, and an eye opened where I could see the usual blue and bleary.

"Roland...? Mmmm... you’re already awake..." she mumbled. "So... how was it...?"

"I’m feeling really full right now. And it seems like we got a new skill." I smiled widely. "And a one-time token for a free Resonance."

"Mm... Good... that’s good." She then yawns.

"It says here that I should hydrate."

"Well... it’s right... don’t you forget how many times you cum in us...?"

"Yeah, I know... but to me that asshole is still acting very smug."

"It always is, huh...?" She snuggled into my shoulder while hugging me and closed her eyes again. "Five more minutes... okay...? I honestly wanted this to stay longer..."

"We’ll recreate this when we’re home, okay...? So it feels like we’re husband and wives."

I blushed, and honestly... that was the most wholesome thing that I really wanted to. "Yeah... sure."

On my other side, Laura had woken up too. She’d opened her eyes to the ceiling and blinked, and then gradually turned her head to look at me.

For a full three seconds, she stared. A slow, spreading blush crept up from her neck, past her jaw, and over the tops of her ears.

"Good... morn... ing..." she said, in a small, firm voice.

"Good morning to you too, my Laura." I winked.

She grabbed the edge of the blanket and hauled it up over her head. "Don’t look at me and wink like that... it’s terrifying."

"Hahaha~! Well, I’m not."

"You are..."

"I’m admiring the blanket you’re holding... it’s wet with your sweat."

"Roland... please give me a break..."

I laughed. And I couldn’t help it.

The tent was quiet, save for the soft, rhythmic breathing of three people who had just survived something that would’ve broken lesser men.

The gray morning light crept through the canvas like a shy ghost, and I just lay there, savoring it.

Alicia was still pressed against my right side, her fingers loosely threaded through my chest, and her breathing warm against my neck.

Laura was on my left, still half-hidden under that blanket fortress, but I could see her eyes peeking out... wide, bright, and unmistakably soft in a way she would never, ever admit to in the daylight.

"You know," I said quietly, breaking the silence. "I think I actually like you two snoring."

"I do not snore." Laura’s muffled voice came from beneath the blanket.

"You do," Alicia chimed in from my right, her voice sleepy and amused. "It’s like a little bird... a very fierce, very knightly little bird."

"I will duel you both for that comment."

"You’d have to get up first."

"I’m not getting up."

"Good."

I laughed softly, and the sound made Alicia squeeze me tighter. She pressed a kiss to my collarbone with that light, lingering feeling, and I felt that warm hum under my skin ripple again.

"Roland," Laura said, her voice emerging from the blanket, quieter now that it felt more real.

"Last night... when you said..." She paused.

I could practically see her chewing on her words from under there. "When you called me your Laura."

"Yeah?"

"...Don’t stop doing that."

I turned my head to look at her, and even from the side, I could see the tips of her ears were still red. I reached over and gently pulled the blanket down just enough to see her face.

Her eyes were looking everywhere except at me... the tent pole, the ground, and a particularly interesting knot in the fur rug, but her lips were curved into the tiniest, most honest smile I’d ever seen on her.

"I mean it," she whispered. "I’ve spent my whole life being Lady Lapisfield..."

"Laura the Knight. Laura the Weapon. But last night... you just made me... Laura." She finally looked at me, and her eyes were glistening. "Just Laura... Yours."

My chest tightened. Not from pain this time, but from something else.

Something that made me want to pull her close and never let go. I did exactly that, reaching over and pulling her toward me.

She came willingly, collapsing against my left side, her head finding the crook of my shoulder with practiced ease, as if her body already knew this was where it belonged.

"Just Laura," I repeated, kissing the top of her head. "My Laura... Always."

She let out a shaky breath and pressed her face into my shoulder. "Jeez..."

"You’re so cheesy," she murmured, but her arm wrapped around my waist and held on tight.

"And you love it."

"Shut up."

"You love it."

"I hate you."

"You love me."

"...Yes."

Alicia, meanwhile, had decided this was an invitation. She shifted, propping herself up on one elbow, and began tracing patterns on my chest with her fingertip.

Her eyes were half-lidded and dreamy, the way they always got when she was feeling particularly affectionate.

"I want to do this every morning," she said, her voice soft and deliberate. "I want to wake up with you on both sides of me."

"I want to be this every single day."

"Every single day?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Every single day." She leaned down and kissed my cheek, then my nose, then my lips—a slow, tender kiss that tasted like sleep and devotion. "I mean it, Roland... I’m not joking."

"I don’t care about the war, or the training, or the kingdom... I just want this... I want you."

I pulled her closer, and she melted against me, her fingers tangling in my hair.

"You two realize," I said, looking between them, "that I’m going to be absolutely useless at anything today, right?"

"Good," they said in unison.

"I’m not even going to try to move," Laura added from my left, her voice muffled against my shoulder.

"I’ve already decided I’m staying in this bed for at least another hour," Alicia declared, pressing her lips to my neck. "And if you try to leave, I’ll make you."

"I’ll make you both stay," I countered.

"Deal."

"Deal."

And so we lay there, tangled together in a mess of limbs and furs and whispered confessions. Alicia kept kissing me, starting with my jaw, my forehead, and my lips, where each one was a small, quiet vow.

Laura, despite her knightly pride, had quietly moved her hand to rest on my thigh, her fingers curling gently around my fingers, holding on like I was the only anchor in a world that had suddenly become very, very real.

"Roland?" Alicia whispered after a while.

"Yeah?"

"When we get home... I want you to make me the happiest woman alive... in our bed and in our home."

"In our home," I repeated, letting the words settle.