71. River's Request and Hitting the Jackpot. R-18

Disclaimer: The story that I have written here takes on the names of real people, but this story is based in an alternate earth with some changes in its timeline.

This story does not intend to represent the celebrities/real people or make any commentary on them whatsoever. This story is entirely fictional, and it should be viewed entirely as such.

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Recap of the Previous Chapter –

Last chapter we saw Mark take River to his office where he had already called his friend Paul who has an ENT specialist to check up on River's health condition. After which Mark called David and requested him to investigate the mastermind who orchestrated the event.

After being done with the call, Mark asked Paul how River was doing and he was relieved to find out that there won't be any health complications but he was saddened to see his friend in such a sorry state. And that he would have to start all over again with his fight against the addiction.

We then see the three Overwatch operatives interrogate the two criminals and then drop them off home with none being the wiser. They also get a call from David to investigate the media companies behind the Knives Out's smear campaign.

The perspective than shifted to Rian Johnson Mark's fanboy who was reading the fifth issue of Naruto which turned out to be a blood soaked chapter with Uchiha Itachi carrying out the massacre of his own Clan, sparing only his brother Sasuke and then fleeing the village after warning Naruto about his impending death at the hands of unnamed organization.

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~ In every change, In every falling leaving, there is pain and hidden in that pain is the beauty of the circle of life and thats how the new leaves grow back again. ~ Amit Ray.

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~ Third Person's POV ~

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Date: Monday, 17th September, 1990.

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Location: In Mark's private residence at the Eidolon HQ.

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Time: 09:21 am.

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Mark had just finished off his morning exercise routine, it was a little late but he had a lot going on in his head so was taking a warm soak in the bathtub to relax himself.

Yet his mind kept replaying the conversation he shared with River in the morning when he got up and was told that River was awake and wanted to see him.

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~Flashback~

Through the few minutes that took him to get to the room where River was at, all he thought of was - 'Will he blame me? For what happened, for what Iallowed to happen by not having a proper handle on the situation.'

Mark couldn't help but be hard on himself, he underestimated the zeal with which these people were going to target him and because of this - River was harmed, the one behind it all was still at large.

The only silver lining in all of this was that River wasn't implicated in all of this drama and got out scott free. His thoughts came to a halt as he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

It was opened by a pretty brunette named Rachel. She was the nurse that Paul had recommended to look after River's during his time of recovery. Mark had her sign a confidentiality agreement still just in case.

"Mr. Spencer, please, come on in. He is awake now." She said as she left the room to give them some privacy.

Mark took another breath and walked in closing the door behind him.

River was looking out the window, he seemed kinda jittery but still in control of himself. He had been told that the meds would help and was glad see them work for his friend.

"Hey, River." He said approaching the bed. He couldn't really make eye contact because of his perceived guilt.

"Look, I should have been more aware and prepared, I got y-" He was trying to apologize but River cut inbetween.

"Mark.. Stop." River stated bluntly and sighed.

"They told you would take it out on yourself. Listen to me, what happened last night was not your fault. No matter how you try to prepare yourself, your enemies will find a way to hurt you."

"Just because they couldn't beat us in the box office rankings. They.. They decided to put together this.. trap t-to destroy my reputation and bring down this beautiful film that we all made together." River said with tears in eyes, the anger and sadness that was held in them was clear to be seen.

Mark felt it, he had already made a promise to himself to bring whoever was behind this to justice to make them feel miserable to tear down whatever they felt was of importance to them.

But watching River, a misguided yet genuinely nice guy who was trying to turn his life, be made miserable just to attack him and his movie made Mark promise himself that he wouldn't stop until justice was served.

It was this promise that would later on bring down the empire that Micheal Eisner would try so hard to create. To make it stand on its two legs only for it to be stomped to the ground by Eidolon Ent.'s superior content and aggressive competitive tactics.

"I still haven't found out who was behind this, but I promise you. Whoever it is, I will destroy them." Mark promised in a solemn tone.

"It's fine, Mark. I would rather you don't go down that dark road, for my sake, eh. Also you did all you could, if it weren't for you, there was absolutely no chance of me avoiding the police." River replied and tried to dissuade Mark, because he didn't want his friend to do something illegal.

"Well, anyways, when is the international publicity tour? I hope you aren't thinking about delaying or canceling it now." River asked to change the topic.

"How can we go with you in this condition? Paul said that you are gonna need bed rest and company from friends or family." Mark asked as he really did think about at least delaying the tour for a few days so they could all be here for River.

"No, Mark. You guys need to go. Knives Out is building up momentum at the box office." River replied hurriedly trying to convince Mark.

"We are still at no. 1 and we cannot slow down now. No, we need to push forward on the international release. Especially now that the hype is higher than it can never be." He didn't want to be the reason to hold back Knives Out's success.

"But what about watching over you and what about you not being there for the tour?" Mark asked, understanding his point.

"Keanu, will be with me, don't worry. Also, I am not the main lead. So me not being there for the tour won't be that big of an issue as long as Johnny and Salma make it." River replied nonchalantly, trying to get Mark to agree.

"Okay. We won't delay then. But I will check up on through calls everyday. Do you understand River? We need to get you back on your feet as soon as possible." Mark said with drive as he won't be taking no for an answer.

"By the way, what do you want me to tell your family? Personally I don't want to tell them what happened to you as it might dishearten them. As you were finally getting your life back on track." Mark asked and then said in dismay.

"Nothing, I can't do again, Mark. It will just be a little.. harder this time around and please don't let them know about this, I can't let them see me this weak and pathetic again." He replied and then frantically requested Mark to hide it but his hands started shaking slightly so he grabbed them to keep it under control.

"I will be fine, ..Mark, ..trust me. I got you guys with me, after all, I'm not alone in this. Just dont let my family find out about this. Tell them, I went to travel to Europe or something which will give at least a month or two to get my shit together." River requested with tears in his eyes as he shook.

Mark closed in and hugged and gently said, "Don't worry about it, man. I will take of everything, I promise, they won't find out. Just focus on getting better now, okay. When I get back from the tour, we will find the one behind all this." He said as he made a promise to his friend.

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Flashback Ends

Mark sighed and then got up from the tub, despite the warm soak and shower. The feeling of defeat and negativity didn't wash off, he still felt down. He thought all that still needed to be done and just decided to push through.

After all he was a man and the captain of Eidolon's ship, it wasn't just him now. He was responsible for dozens of people, they were all depending on him and the decisions he would make.

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~ Salma's POV ~

She walked into the room, wearing a short robe tied around her waist and smiled as she watched Mark come out of the shower wearing a towel around his waist.

But looking at his face, her smile lessened, she could see that the shower and the warm soak in the bathtub didn't really relax him as much as she had hoped.

Last night's incident with River had left them in dismay, to think someone would resort to such underhanded tactics to defeat them.

She knew how much Mark cared about his friends and really admired how calmly he handled the situation and got River out of that police encirclement.

If he hadn't been there for him and done that, right now River's face would be plastered all over the news channels, with them calling him a hopeless drug addict and his career would be in danger.

But now all she wanted was for her man to relax and let go of that worry. She could feel it in their "late night-happy time", that he was quite bothered by what happened to River and maybe even felt responsible for it.

So, all she wanted to do now was to help him, forget about this and move on. She smiled as she hugged his arm and said, "Honey, I know you just showered but you still look so tired."

She motioned to the padded stool at the end of the bed which they had gotten for her masseuse roleplays, "Sit down. Let me see if I can work some of this tension out of you."

She watched him smile tiredly, step slowly to the stool and sit down. She went to a small table close by and collected a bottle of aroma oil that she had gently warmed, and returned to him.

Standing behind him, just close enough for her to feel the warmth of his skin but still not touching him. She first began by rubbing his scalp and scratching his head lightly all over.

She felt so happy, so content, when she heard him moan softly and whisper, "that feels good, mi amor."

Her fingers moved down from his scalp, to each earlobe, massaging and stroking gently. As he began to relax under her touch, she leaned her head closer to his right ear, and gently nuzzled it.

After nibbling a little on that ear, she used one hand to lift his chin and face to her. Kissing around his lips lightly, she whispered in Spanish,

"Relájate, mi amor y confía en mí, sé exactamente lo que necesitas." – "Relax, my love and trust me, I know exactly what you need."

She paused to get a little oil on her hands and then returned to his back, his broad muscular back had always been a turn on for her as she massaged him or hugged him from behind.

She began by kneading the back of his neck with her soft delicate hands, which then trailed down to the back of his shoulders. As she worked, her robe fell open a little more, until it was finally just hanging from her shoulders.

Ever so often her nipples would brush against his back as she worked her hands over his shoulder blades. Her fingers then slowly made their way down his spine, firmly pressing into his tight muscles.

She could see him relax his neck slightly and tilt his head back. A slight smile flashed on his lips as he adjusted the towel.

"You must be enjoying my hands," she said with a smirk, continuing her work. As she finished, she gently raked her nails down his back, scratching his skin, causing goosebumps.

Adding more oil, she leaned onto his shoulders, rubbing her big soft tits and her nipples against his back. Both her hands rubbed down the top of his shoulders and then down his arms.

Her wandering hands slowly moved across his upper chest, then on to his pecs as she wrapped herself around him, her breath blowing softly against his neck.

She was pleased to see him close his eyes and sigh in relaxation. Moving to one side she gently lifted one arm and massaged her way down his biceps.

Trailing her fingers lightly across his inner elbow, as she watched his face to gauge how she was doing. Holding his huge hand in both of hers, she massaged the ball of his thumb, his palm and then each of his fingers through the tips.

Almost absentmindedly, like in a trance. Mark groaned and grunted in between to show how good her massage was making him feel. This way of showing her love and care for her man really filled her heart with joy.

After being done with his left she kissed it and placed that hand at her waist and then trailed it behind for him grab her butt and play it while she finished up the other arm.

As she leaned across his chest, her hard nipples once again brushed against him. But this time from the front, she repeated the massage along his right arm, following the same motions.

Gently yet firmly massaging down his biceps, trailing her fingers lightly across his inner elbow, then further down to his wrist.

Mark relaxed his open hand and she massaged the ball of his thumb, his palm, and then each one of his fingers through the tips. When she finished, she brought that hand to her mouth.

Placing her lips on his palm, she kissed the center of his palm lightly and then placed his hand on her breast briefly. Her nipples were in his palms and she placed her hands over his as she massaged them for a few seconds.

But not for long as she soon released them and placed his hands on his lap. Again, she noticed him adjusting the towel a bit trying to hide his erection. Maybe he would have been successful if he wasn't so gifted in that area.

She still how badly it hurt her to walk the next morning of their first coupling. It brought a smile to her face as she remembered being held by Mark like a princess as he took her to the bathroom and washed every inch of her body himself.

"Mark, honey, I want you on the bed now, with your hands stretched to the sides so I can work on your chest and legs," she whispered gently.

He just replied, "fine," and she watched him nod slightly before getting up and backing off slowly to the bed and slowly falling on his back on the bed.

As he did, he spread his legs and moved his arms to the sides so she could continue the massage.

The towel was still in place, but had gotten loose from the sudden movement and was now laying loose across his groin.

She just chuckled at the way he behaved, slightly childish and innocent. Not wanting to waste another moment she moved to his side and sat down as she began to gently rub the oil from his throat to the front of his shoulders.

And then down to his pecs, working her hands over his chest area as she firmly pressed into his muscles. Her robe was completely open now, her soft tits jiggled and bounced with her effort to bring him relief and comfort.

She caught him eyeing them once, before he closed his eyes again as her hands moved over his chest. She moved over him to get into a better position and straddled his waist, carefully resting her hips on the towel.

She wasn't wearing any panties so the only thing in between her pussy and his shaft was just the towel.

One of her hands caressed his nipple as she rubbed around it, teasing it slightly before she moved her hands down his chiseled abs. Both her hands then moved up his sides, across the chest, and then gently trailed down the center of his stomach.

She wiggle her hips to move down to the thighs. As her hands moved lower, they separated at his groin, dipped a little lower teasing the towel down a little and moved down the sides of his legs. Caressing his muscular thighs and calves that showed his dedication to his health.

She lifted herself off of his legs, and leaned in to gently place a kiss right above his groin, nuzzling the slight trail of hair leading to his glorious shaft, before she changed positions.

Her eyes noticed a bulging tent in the towel, and she smiled at the promised happy time. "Time to work on your feet and legs," she said as she moved to the foot of the bed.

Lifting one foot, she massaged his toes, the ball of the foot, the heel, then up the back of his foot. She gently placed the foot she was done with on her chest, pressing it in between her soft tits.

Taking his other foot, she performed the same movements, massaging his toes, the ball of his foot, the heel, then up the back of his foot. She could feel him curling his toes in pleasure lightly against her tits, and hear him sigh before she moved his foot back to the bed.

She moved to his left side again, and massaged from the shin to his knee, leaning across the rear leg, resting her breasts against it.

She then gently repeated that action on the other leg. After finishing up both his lower leg area she spread his legs more and knelt between them and began massaging the left thigh with both her hands.

Till now very few words had been exchanged between the two of them. She knew Mark was still in his thinking mode, so she didn't really say much and only teased him a bit.

But she knew what was eating him up and she also knew how to take his mind off of it. It was why she had planned this pampering session, it wasn't about the sex.

Though she would get to it eventually, it was more about making him feel that he was cared for, loved, respected and cherished.

Working slowly up his muscular thighs, squeezing, and rubbing, until the tips of her fingers just grazed his balls lightly. She stopped and released that leg.

Moving on to the other, repeating the same firm squeezing and rubbing motions, massaging his thighs until, once again the tips of her fingers grazed his balls. She could feel it contract and twitch.

She smiled again as she knew he was ready to go and moved her hand to the towel, rubbing the "tent" briefly. She moaned a bit as she felt the heat and size of his shaft.

"you've been a little stiff, lately". She said in a sultry voice.

Don't worry, you know I'll get all those... muscles relaxed before I'm done," she joked as she stroked his shaft over the towel

"Turn over, please, honey. I want to give those glutes, their fair share of attention." She said as she watched him roll over, no longer concerned with keeping the towel in place.

She straddled his hips this time, and lean into the upper back, grabbing his shoulders, pulling down slowly and then working her way back up again.

She moved her down gently to sit across his thighs, as she pressed and kneaded the small of his back, then the sacrum, carefully working out the tension in the joints and muscles.

As her hands moved over his glutes, she heard him moan softly as she rubbed deeply and firmly. She working on that area as she knew just how hard Mark had pushed himself in today's workout.

She pulled her hands down the sides of his legs as she wiggled back further massaging his legs and thughs again as she moved to one side of his body.

"Roll over now. I think there's one more "muscle" I should give some attention to." She said with a smile that even he could see after he turned around and laid back down.

She got up laid herself on his body as she kissed her man with all the love and passion she could put into it. She then slid her body down his, wrapped her lips around his thick grithy shaft, licked, sucked, slurped, took it deep into her mouth.

From giving over dozens of blowjobs till now to Mark, her lips instinctively applied just the right amount of pressure; her tongue swirled around the cock-head; her beautiful hazel eyes never left his face, monitoring his reactions.

She stretched her jaw, his cock was really thick but through practice she had learnt how to take more of him into her mouth and then, her lips compressed on his skin of his cock as her tongue dragged along its underside, she rocked back and forth as he slipped from her mouth.

She licked the tip of his penis, then rolled it all over her face, smearing it with precum as she said, "you have such a beautiful cock, mi amor."

Cradling his scrotum with her hand, she gently sucked on each of his balls, holding it on the flat of her tongue, then kissed the cock-head, licked her lips, and took him back into her mouth.

Mark moaned as she slid her face over his cock, inch by delicious inch, until the tip entered her throat and her sweet soft lips pressed against his balls.

If Salma could hear him now, she would hear him thanking the gods for giving this second chance in life. To truly experience the good things, after all nothing can beat a dutiful, submissive woman who is willing to even deepthroat your to make you happy.

Mark just rocked his cock of Salma's throat, as she pulled back to the tip of his cock and then plunged deep to the very bottom and kissed his shaft to leave a lipstick mark to prove her claim.

Salma hummed; the vibrations shook his dick, as she cupped his balls and moved her head up and down his shaft. She could feel his body shake and quiver, she heard him moan long and loud, and even felt his balls jerk and retract into his body.

She knew he was close to cumming so she redoubled her efforts and aggressively drove her face into him, pushing him even deeper into her throat.

Mark just grunted and moaned trying to hold on a little longer so that the pleasure wouldnt stop but he couldn't hold it in any longer after that amazing massage that made him feel like a new man.

He shouted to warn her of his ejaculation but she didn't back off so he just came in her mouth, shooting his cum down her throat and into her stomach.

She could feel his knees shake as he lifted up his waist above the bed and jammed another few millimeters of his dick into her throat, anchoring himself on her face.

Salma flexed her throat muscles and felt her lover deposited another spurt of his thick semen inside her. As Mark pulled his cock from her throat she let the rest of remaining cum pool on her tongue, savoring its taste.

His cock slipped from her mouth and Salma; after one last lick of the tip, rolled her tongue over her lips, capturing any leftover cum smeared across them, then took hold of his half-erect cock and masturbated him, running her thumb over the tip.

With his cock in her hand, and another on his shoulder she moved forward on her knees, and moved straddled his waist, only stopping occasionally to shower it with little licks and quick kisses.

"I hope you want to keep going my love, because we're just getting started."

"We?" Mark asked confused and then turns his head on the side as he hears someone walk in.

"Of course it's"we", after all you didn't think that I won't be enjoying in on this did'ya." Eva replied with a sexy smirk.

She had on a sexy little back dress, but then she said, "hmm, I feel like like I am a little overdressed for this occasion."

"Here, let me fix that." She said, as she reached behind her back and pulled her zipper down and shrugged the dress off.

Letting it fall to the floor, she stepped out of it slowly as if strip teasing, displaying her black lacy bra, black garter belt, stockings, and silk panties.

She posed slightly to show off her deep cleavage and generous assets, "Face it, Master.. You just hit the Jackpot."

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~ Mark's POV ~

Mark smiled as he saw her wet panties; her hard swollen nipples that were visible through her sheer bra. She was dressed exactly as he'd hoped but that was hardly a surprise; discerning what he wanted was now her primary calling.

Eva, basking in his happy stare, placed her hands on hips and bowed as she asked, "I hope my body, my outfit, they please you master?"

"They do, my love."

"That makes me so happy. After I exist to serve you, to please you and make you happy. Me and Salma, we've been wondering. How do we address you? I already call you Master. But she wanted to join in as well, sir."

"Mark will do for now, I feel like treating you more like my lovers today than my slaves. Now come here." Mark replied with a fond smile as he raised his hand towards her asking her to step forward.

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{Author's Note: NGL I thought I would finish all this in one go but then i had to show a small flashback of Mark's conversation with River and what they are gonna be doing moving forward. And i had so much writing the massage part that I went too much into details.

By the time I came to the the threesome part, yes this is going to be a threesome. It had already gone to long, so I am sorry by fellow men of culture but I will have to cut short here. I know its like i have teased you all with the massage part and left you hanging.

Damn do i feel bad leaving you all in this cliffhanger… (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)⁠・⁠・⁠・ Sorry guys see ya tomorrow, I will try to get the continuation chapter up in 24 hrs instead of the normal 48 hrs. But I cant make any promises on that, I will just try my best and see how it goes.

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