Title: Affection Multiplier App: The Boyfriend
By: BreaktheBar
Chapter 252
“Robbie,” Terra said as she drew back from me slightly. “I’m going to need you to spell that one out for me, cause it’s news to me.”
I had to take a breath, and I really wished I could stop the boat to give her my full attention.
“Terra, do you actually like the deal you made with JC?” I asked. “Like, if I wasn’t with Cassidy already and we met and had this connection and got together, would you be hurt if I asked you to share me?”
She took her time in answering, absorbing what I said. “Yes,” she said. “I would. I would either think you weren’t the person I thought you were, or that I wasn’t good enough for some reason.”
“You aren’t bi,” I said. “You want a monogamous relationship. And for all that I find you fucking adorable and amazing and tough and sweet and all these great things, that’s the one thing I can’t give you. I want to be your person, but I can’t be all your person. And where the others are open to sharing me, and fooling around with each other as a bonus, you would be excluded from that part of the relationship stuff because it’s not who you are.”
She swallowed and reached back to take my hand with hers again, trailing her fingers along my palm as she looked at it. “What about Ami, then?” Terra asked. “She’s straight too.”
“I need to have a conversation with her like this too,” I sighed, not looking forward to that at all. “But Ami also isn’t already in a relationship that was working until I showed up and did damage to it. Which I did do, even if I didn’t mean to.”
“God, Robbie,” Terra sighed, leaning forward and pressing her forehead to my upper arm. “Fuck.”
“I’m sorry,” I said.
“No,” she mumbled. “Don’t be. You’re being realistic. I—I’ve been thinking about the now. What I want now, who I want to be with now. I wasn’t thinking about… after tomorrow, I guess.” She looked up at me, and I met her gaze. Her eyes were brimming and she was pressing her lips together tightly, and my heart broke a little knowing I’d done that. “Don’t give up on me, or this, though. OK? I need to really think about what you said, but I’m not giving up yet.”
“OK,” I said. “Terra, I’d never give up on you. I just…” I sighed, not sure how to put what I was feeling into words.
“Shhh,” she shushed me softly.
“Just do me a favour?” I asked.
“Anything.”
“If you’re going to talk it through with anyone, don’t talk with Cassidy,” I said. “She’s single-minded on this whole thing, and I love her to death but there’s a reason we fit so well together and she’s not the Life Planning person in our relationship.” I also didn’t want the App to influence her on this, and even if Cassidy did come at it impartially if I asked her to I couldn’t be sure the final decision wouldn’t be because of fucking magic.
Terra chuckled softly and nodded. “Makes sense. I’ll talk with Wanda and Becca.”
“Good choices,” I agreed, looking back up at the water and feeling my own tears starting to slip from my eyes.
Terra noticed after a long moment. “Oh, Tiger,” she sobbed a little. “I’m sorry.”
“I know, it’s not your fault,” I said hoarsely.
She pulled me down to her and kissed me again. This time it was full of love, not lust. Almost no tongue, just her trying to push her feelings to me, and I let go and kissed her back. As we kissed, Terra’s hand slipped down to my crotch again and I could practically feel her desire to reconnect, to remind me how she felt in a more physical way. I wanted that with her too.
The crackle of the radio interrupted us before we could go any further. “Any signs of life over there, Tiger?” Becca called.
Terra pulled away from the kiss, wiping her eyes, and I wiped my own as we both awkwardly chuckled. I reached over and unhooked the radio mic. “A few people are up and around at least,” I said.
“I’m thinking we should stop for breakfast and get food into everyone with a hangover,” Becca said.
“Sounds good,” I said. “Open water, or closer to shore?”
“Let’s move a little closer, then come up alongside me,” Becca said. “We’ll tie together. Ami will be ready to do that.”
“Sounds good, sugar,” I said, then handed the radio mic to Terra as she motioned for it.
“Hey, Becca. Anything I can help get ready here?” she asked.
Becca quickly asked her to start taking some stuff out of the fridge downstairs, and they signed off.
“Sugar, huh?” Terra commented.
I blushed. “I took your advice and started narrowing down nicknames for everyone. Becca is picky, and sugar is the closest so far.”
“I’m still your only honey, right?” Terra asked.
“And my only little elf,” I assured her. Then I took her hand. “I just—Whether we end up together or not, Terra, I do love you. Even if that has to just be platonic because we wouldn’t work, it’ll still be true.”
“Fuck you, dude,” Terra laughed, punching me in the arm and wiping at a fresh batch of tears threatening to spill out of her. “Now, I guess we should put this away, huh?” she reached for my cock, which had been awkwardly hanging out throughout the whole conversation. She pulled my shorts up and patted the bulge like it was a favourite pet getting put into a kennel for a while.
“Probably for the best,” I said. “Tough to make breakfast with my dick out.”
Terra bit her lower lip and went up on her toes to kiss me again, and as she did that she took my hand and planted it back on her toned, perfect ass. I squeezed the cheek, feeling my fingers digging into her crack through the thin panties.
“God, I want you,” Terra sighed as the kiss ended.
“I want you too,” I said truthfully. “Now go put some clothes on, little elf. And maybe check with the girls to see if there’s anything you can do if the Heather-splosion happens.”
Terra grimaced and then smirked. “Guess it’s nice to be reminded I’m not the only person going through shit,” she sighed.
“You and me both, honey,” I sighed. “You and me both.”
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