The living room was a battlefield. The glow of the TV screen illuminated the three figures huddled together on the couch, controllers in hand, their bodies pressed close enough to feel every shift and tense movement. Preston’s arm was slung over Jaiden’s shoulders, her head leaning into him, while Luka sat on the other side, his leg brushing against Jaiden’s thigh. The sound of Super Smash Bros. filled the air, punctuated by bursts of laughter and the occasional groan of defeat.Luka was the first to go down. His character, Kirby, was launched off the screen in a flash of light. He let out a dramatic sigh, tossing his controller onto the coffee table. “Well, that’s me out,” he said, leaning back against the couch. “Guess I’ll just have to settle for cheering one of you on. Or…” He paused, a sly grin spreading across his face. “How about this? Whoever wins gets a little…reward from me.”Preston raised an eyebrow, his focus still half on the game. “What kind of reward?” he asked, his thumb hovering over the joystick.Luka’s grin widened. “Oral. Winner’s choice.”Jaiden snorted, her eyes flicking toward him for a split second before darting back to the screen. “You’re on,” she said, her voice steady but tinged with amusement. Her character, Samus, launched a charged shot at Preston’s Mario, forcing him to dodge.The atmosphere shifted instantly. The casual banter gave way to intense concentration as Preston and Jaiden locked in, their movements sharp and purposeful. Luka watched, his gaze flicking between the two of them, a smirk playing on his lips as he leaned back, enjoying the show.The match was brutal. Both players were evenly matched, their characters’ health bars dwindling in tandem. The tension in the room was palpable, each near-miss and last-second save drawing gasps or muttered curses. Finally, in a moment of chaos, both characters landed a killing blow at the exact same time. The screen flashed “DRAW” in bold letters.“No way,” Jaiden muttered, staring at the screen like she could will it to change. “That’s bullshit.”Preston laughed, running a hand through his hair. “Guess we’ll have to call it a tie.”Luka leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “Well, if it’s a tie…I guess that means I’ve got my work cut out for me.” His voice was low, a hint of excitement threading through his words.Jaiden shot him a look, her cheeks flushing slightly. “You’re serious about this?”“Dead serious,” Luka replied, already shifting closer. He knelt on the floor in front of the couch, his hands resting on Jaiden’s thighs. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, her breath quickening as he slid her sweatpants down her legs, leaving her in just her panties. Preston watched, his own excitement growing as Luka turned to him next, undoing his jeans and freeing his hardening length.Luka didn’t waste any time. He leaned in, his mouth closing around Preston’s shaft in one fluid motion. Preston let out a groan, his head falling back against the couch as Luka began to move, his tongue swirling and pressing in ways that left Preston trembling. Meanwhile, Jaiden squirmed beside him, her hands gripping the edge of the couch as Luka reached up to tug her panties aside, his fingers brushing against her slick folds.“Holy fuck,” Jaiden whispered, her hips lifting instinctively as Luka’s tongue replaced his fingers, teasing and tasting her with practiced skill. Preston couldn’t help but watch, his own pleasure amplifying as he saw the way Jaiden’s body reacted—her thighs tensing, her breath coming in short gasps.The sight of Jaiden losing herself, combined with the sensations Luka was coaxing from him, pushed Preston closer to the edge. He reached out, his hand tangling in Jaiden’s short hair, pulling her face toward his. Their lips met in a heated kiss, tongues clashing as they both moaned into each other’s mouths. Jaiden’s hand found its way to Preston’s chest, her nails lightly scraping his skin as she arched into Luka’s touch.Luka alternated between them with a rhythm that was almost maddening—one moment lavishing attention on Preston, the next driving Jaiden wild with his tongue. The sounds of wet skin and muffled moans filled the room, creating a symphony of pleasure that none of them could escape.“Fuck, Luka,” Preston gasped between kisses, his grip tightening on Jaiden’s hair. “You’re…you’re killing me here.”Luka pulled back just enough to smirk up at him. “Good,” he said before diving back in, his mouth working overtime to keep both of them on the brink. Jaiden’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared her peak, and Preston wasn’t far behind.“Keep going,” Jaiden panted, her fingers digging into Preston’s shoulder as she kissed him deeper, their shared breath hot and frantic. Luka obliged, his movements becoming more intense as he pushed them both closer to the edge.The room dissolved into a blur of sensation—hot skin, tangled limbs, and the relentless pressure building inside them. Preston could feel himself losing control, his hips jerking as he thrust into Luka’s mouth. Beside him, Jaiden cried out, her body shuddering as she came hard under Luka’s relentless attention.“Oh…oh fuck,” she moaned, her voice breaking as waves of pleasure rolled through her. Preston wasn’t far behind; with a final groan, he came in Luka’s mouth, his body spasming as the intensity overwhelmed him.Luka pulled back with a satisfied grin, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Tiebreaker goes to me,” he said, his voice husky but triumphant.Jaiden laughed breathlessly, collapsing back against the couch. “You’re insane.”Preston just grinned, still catching his breath. “Insanely good.”Luka leaned in again, his lips brushing against Preston’s ear. “Ready for round two?”

The trio was playing *Super Smash Bros.* when Luka suggested a reward for the winner, leading to an intense match between Preston and Jaiden that ended in a draw. Luka then offered to pleasure both of them, alternating between them with his mouth, bringing them to climax. Afterward, Luka suggested another round, leaving the trio still on the couch.

The living room was a battlefield. The glow of the TV screen illuminated the three figures huddled together on the couch, controllers in hand, their bodies pressed close enough to feel every shift and tense movement. Preston’s arm was slung over Jaiden’s shoulders, her head leaning into him, while Luka sat on the other side, his leg brushing against Jaiden’s thigh. The sound of *Super Smash Bros.* filled the air, punctuated by bursts of laughter and the occasional groan of defeat.

Luka was the first to go down. His character, Kirby, was launched off the screen in a flash of light. He let out a dramatic sigh, tossing his controller onto the coffee table. _“Well, that’s me out,”_ he said, leaning back against the couch. _“Guess I’ll just have to settle for cheering one of you on. Or…”_ He paused, a sly grin spreading across his face. _“How about this? Whoever wins gets a little…reward from me.”_

Preston raised an eyebrow, his focus still half on the game. _“What kind of reward?”_ he asked, his thumb hovering over the joystick.

Luka’s grin widened. _“Oral. Winner’s choice.”_

Jaiden snorted, her eyes flicking toward him for a split second before darting back to the screen. _“You’re on,”_ she said, her voice steady but tinged with amusement. Her character, Samus, launched a charged shot at Preston’s Mario, forcing him to dodge.

The atmosphere shifted instantly. The casual banter gave way to intense concentration as Preston and Jaiden locked in, their movements sharp and purposeful. Luka watched, his gaze flicking between the two of them, a smirk playing on his lips as he leaned back, enjoying the show.

The match was brutal. Both players were evenly matched, their characters’ health bars dwindling in tandem. The tension in the room was palpable, each near-miss and last-second save drawing gasps or muttered curses. Finally, in a moment of chaos, both characters landed a killing blow at the exact same time. The screen flashed “DRAW” in bold letters.

_“No way,”_ Jaiden muttered, staring at the screen like she could will it to change. _“That’s bullshit.”_

Preston laughed, running a hand through his hair. _“Guess we’ll have to call it a tie.”_

Luka leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with mischief. _“Well, if it’s a tie…I guess that means I’ve got my work cut out for me.”_ His voice was low, a hint of excitement threading through his words.

Jaiden shot him a look, her cheeks flushing slightly. _“You’re serious about this?”_

_“Dead serious,”_ Luka replied, already shifting closer. He knelt on the floor in front of the couch, his hands resting on Jaiden’s thighs. She hesitated for a moment before nodding, her breath quickening as he slid her sweatpants down her legs, leaving her in just her panties. Preston watched, his own excitement growing as Luka turned to him next, undoing his jeans and freeing his hardening length.

Luka didn’t waste any time. He leaned in, his mouth closing around Preston’s shaft in one fluid motion. Preston let out a groan, his head falling back against the couch as Luka began to move, his tongue swirling and pressing in ways that left Preston trembling. Meanwhile, Jaiden squirmed beside him, her hands gripping the edge of the couch as Luka reached up to tug her panties aside, his fingers brushing against her slick folds.

_“Holy fuck,”_ Jaiden whispered, her hips lifting instinctively as Luka’s tongue replaced his fingers, teasing and tasting her with practiced skill. Preston couldn’t help but watch, his own pleasure amplifying as he saw the way Jaiden’s body reacted—her thighs tensing, her breath coming in short gasps.

The sight of Jaiden losing herself, combined with the sensations Luka was coaxing from him, pushed Preston closer to the edge. He reached out, his hand tangling in Jaiden’s short hair, pulling her face toward his. Their lips met in a heated kiss, tongues clashing as they both moaned into each other’s mouths. Jaiden’s hand found its way to Preston’s chest, her nails lightly scraping his skin as she arched into Luka’s touch.

Luka alternated between them with a rhythm that was almost maddening—one moment lavishing attention on Preston, the next driving Jaiden wild with his tongue. The sounds of wet skin and muffled moans filled the room, creating a symphony of pleasure that none of them could escape.

_“Fuck, Luka,”_ Preston gasped between kisses, his grip tightening on Jaiden’s hair. _“You’re…you’re killing me here.”_

Luka pulled back just enough to smirk up at him. _“Good,”_ he said before diving back in, his mouth working overtime to keep both of them on the brink. Jaiden’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared her peak, and Preston wasn’t far behind.

_“Keep going,”_ Jaiden panted, her fingers digging into Preston’s shoulder as she kissed him deeper, their shared breath hot and frantic. Luka obliged, his movements becoming more intense as he pushed them both closer to the edge.

The room dissolved into a blur of sensation—hot skin, tangled limbs, and the relentless pressure building inside them. Preston could feel himself losing control, his hips jerking as he thrust into Luka’s mouth. Beside him, Jaiden cried out, her body shuddering as she came hard under Luka’s relentless attention.

_“Oh…oh fuck,”_ she moaned, her voice breaking as waves of pleasure rolled through her. Preston wasn’t far behind; with a final groan, he came in Luka’s mouth, his body spasming as the intensity overwhelmed him.

Luka pulled back with a satisfied grin, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. _“Tiebreaker goes to me,”_ he said, his voice husky but triumphant.

Jaiden laughed breathlessly, collapsing back against the couch. _“You’re insane.”_

Preston just grinned, still catching his breath. _“Insanely good.”_

Luka leaned in again, his lips brushing against Preston’s ear. _“Ready for round two?”_

A trio of best friends, Preston, Luka, and Jaiden, engage in a heated *Super Smash Bros.* battle, leading to a tie and a daring bet.

Luka offers oral sex to the winner, but with the tie, he ends up pleasuring both Preston and Jaiden.

Preston and Jaiden begin to make out as Luka alternates between sucking Preston off and eating Jaiden out, creating a intense and erotic atmosphere.

Gaming Ties and Tempting Rewards

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