Title: Affection Multiplier App: The Boyfriend
By: BreaktheBar
Chapter 301
“Hey, honey,” I said as I stepped into the dimly lit Pilot’s Cabin. I’d spent a bunch of time over the last week in there, but always during the day or super early in the morning. Hell, I’d spent a couple of hours in there with Terra. This was the first time I’d spent time at night, and if this was any time but the final night I would have been figuring out how to change the light, it was so dim and yellow.
Terra had hopped up onto the counter just like the girls had been sitting with me all week, and I went right to her and wrapped her up in my arms, leaning in as she tilted her face up to me and I kissed her.
Everything had changed, even if it felt like nothing had. Terra and I had said the things that we’d been trying not to say during our silly five minutes in the game. Maybe it was a good thing that we’d felt such time pressure, even if it had been artificial.
I told her I couldn’t give her up. She told me she couldn’t stop.
Our kiss there in the near-dark, alone except for the soft sound of voices coming up from below and the gentle lap of water on the side of the boat, was like the world closed in on us. She was wearing a sports bra and one of my pairs of shorts—I wasn’t even sure when she’d gotten them—and my hands landed on her sides as our lips and tongues danced. Her fingers trailed from my collarbone down to my stomach before sliding into the waistband of my trunks, pulling me closer to her gently.
When we finally split apart we both had to gasp lightly, and she buried her face against my chest as we held each other.
“I’m going to break up with him,” Terra said. “Maybe I could have forgiven him if everything else wasn’t going on. If it wasn’t just the slip-up. But it’s not just that, and it’s not your fault Robbie but with you here and everything, why would I stay with him? We haven’t had sex since… the first day? Maybe the second? It’s blurred together a little. But it’s been most of the week, and other than him trying to just have makeup sex in the last day and me turning him down because I wasn’t ready, he wasn’t trying.” She pulled back a little and looked up at me. “I know it wouldn’t be a problem with you, Robbie, but when we’re together I need you to try. If I’m going to put in effort for my boyfriend, I need him to put in effort too. And I know you will, but I owe it to myself to say it.”
“Terra,” I sighed. “God, my heart feels like it’s going to explode. I- Yes. I’ll try. Every day. But, honey, ending things with JC doesn’t mean you need to jump into the chaos that’s happening around me. You can take time. I won’t lose interest, or forget you. I’ll never be able to forget you.”
Terra smiled sadly. “I don’t need a rebound. I don’t need time to process. I’ve done more thinking about my relationship—real, deep thinking, and talking with all the girls with different perspectives… I’ve considered everything more than I have in the past year, probably. He wasn’t the only one on autopilot. I let it happen too, I was just- I was getting parentified in my own relationship. I was being his mother, and I don’t want a partner I need to mother. I want a partner who is going to challenge me, and love me, and treat me well because he wants to, not because it’s expected. That’s you, Robbie. That’s just you.”
I pulled her to me again, holding her tightly. This was exactly what I wanted, and exactly what I didn’t want.
I didn’t want to break up relationships. And even with reason and logic and the assurances of the girls, it still felt like I was the one causing it. A marriage and two long-term relationships were getting left in the wreckage at the end of this trip, and all three women involved were planning on calling themselves my girlfriends.
“Terra, I love you, but are you really sure?” I whispered hoarsely, fighting the emotions that were threatening to overwhelm me. “I’m- I’m not perfect. And I come with so much baggage. It’s so unfair of me to ask you to be with me when my life is so… I don’t know how to even describe it anymore.”
“That’s the thing, Tiger,” she said. “You’re not asking me, OK? Don’t ask me. Because I’m not single yet. I’m going to ask you as soon as it makes sense. I’m going to look you in the eye and ask you out on a date. And we’ll go on that date, and I’ll hold your hand and look in your eyes and ask if you want to go steady like we’re in the 1950s. And then at the end of the night, I’ll kiss you on the doorstep and ask if you’ll be my boyfriend. And then you’ll take me to bed, and you’ll fuck me to within an inch of my life, and we’ll be together.”
“That all sounds really great,” I said, smiling with my eyes closed as I held her in the silence around us.
“I still need to go back with JC tomorrow,” she said. “It’ll take us all day to travel, so I’ll break up with him the day after, OK? I don’t want to even wait that long, but I think doing it clear-headed and without being tired from travel is the right decision.”
“OK,” I said. “Is there anything I can do to make it easier for you?”
“Just tell me one thing,” Terra said.
“What’s that?”
“Are you going to love me if I get thick?” she asked. “At some point in the future, if we… if we have kids, my body is going to balloon a bit. It happened to my Mom and my Grandma. And I don’t want to be fat, and I’ll work as hard as I can to keep it off, but I’m not going to look like this forever. I just- you already have beautiful girlfriends, and I need to know—”
“Shut up, my little elf,” I growled, raising a hand to scoop behind her neck and pull her to look up into my eyes. “I’m in lust with your body and your personality, Terra. I’m in love with your personality and your mind. Neither of those changes if you get a little thick, or even if you get as fat as a butterball. As long as you stay yourself, and even if you go through a hard phase of depression or something, I will love you for you. The only way I’ll stop is if you tell me you don’t want me anymore.”
Terra started crying, her whimpers leaking from her lips as she pulled herself into my chest again and I held her. Whatever it was, I was fairly certain I’d said the right thing.
I just wished I knew where a question like that had come from.
But… we had time. To figure that out, and everything else.
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