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Alex slumps on the couch, thumbs mashing useless buttons while the game keeps beating her. Rage flares low in her gut. She drops the controller between her spread thighs, shoves her shorts down, and sinks two fingers straight into wet heat. Each stroke scrapes raw nerves that the game left raw. She fishes the controller back up, grips the slick plastic, and grinds the ridged edge against her swollen clit like it owes her an orgasm. The joystick bites just right. She angles harder, chasing the spark. A sudden flash whites the room. Anna materializes on her knees between Alex’s legs—tall, battle-scarred, bronze skin gleaming under leather straps that barely cage full breasts and the thick cock rising from her hips like a weapon. Anna’s eyes lock on the dripping cunt in front of her. “My summoner,” she says, voice velvet and steel. “What is my quest?” Alex stares, fingers still knuckle-deep. “I… need to come,” she breathes. Anna leans in without another word. Her tongue drags a slow, filthy stripe from entrance to clit, then seals and sucks. Alex’s head slams back against the cushions. She rides Anna’s mouth in quick, desperate rolls while the warrior goddess eats like she’s starving, broad shoulders pinning Alex open. The orgasm slams through her fast and mean; she soaks Anna’s chin, thighs shaking. Anna pulls back, lips shiny. “Mission complete?” Alex lies through panting breath. “Multiplayer objective. Get over here.” She drags Anna up by the harness, crushes their mouths together, tasting herself, then slides down to swallow the heavy cock in one greedy pull. Anna groans, fingers tightening in Alex’s hair. Alex works her throat until spit runs down her chin, then swings a leg over and sinks onto that slick length with a broken moan. They fuck like they’re trying to break each other. Alex rides hard, tits bouncing, while Anna thrusts up to meet every drop. When Alex’s walls start fluttering again Anna flips them, pounding deeper until Alex screams through a second climax. Anna follows right after, spilling hot inside her with a low, guttural curse. They trade places, mouths, hands, positions—Anna bent over the arm of the couch while Alex fucks her with the controller’s ridged handle; Alex on all fours getting railed from behind until her arms give out. Each time one comes the other drags her back into it, relentless. Sweat-slick skin slaps, curses mix with wet sounds, and the air thickens with sex. Finally Alex lies boneless, legs spread wide, come leaking down her thighs. Anna kneels above her, cock still half-hard and glistening. “Mission complete,” Alex sighs, satisfied. Anna nods once. Light swallows her, the harness, the cock—everything but the thick length now resting warm and heavy against Alex’s stomach. She stares at it, pulse still racing, trying to remember exactly which buttons she hit.