You've harangued me in your multitudes (well, four of you did), so here is the porn:
(Naked) Knight slammed the front door, spun around and launched himself at me (us).
"Wait!" What was I doing? Why was I putting this off? "What are you doing?"
"Something I've wanted to do for a long while now" NK said, pressing himself against me (Blacksmith) and standing on tiptoes to kiss me (us).
Yes! I mean "Get off! This isn't me."
Suddenly, Blacksmith's metal pants surged over my (BS's) body, getting thinner as they stretched over my (his) muscular frame until I (BS) was covered, head to foot except for my (BS's) face, with a shiny metal skin! It appeared to be some kind of anti-'poking' shield, a defence mechanism of the subconscious' doing.
"There" I said, smugly. What? I was doing it again! How could I not want him?
NK backed off slightly, a surprised look on his face. He dipped his head and looked down between us.
"Huh?" I looked down too. " - ! - "
Well! I've never been so impressed. And I (BS) certainly was impressed - hard into NK's abs. It was bigger than his and covered in metal too! The Host must've left his subconscious here. This inappropriate poking must be his doing.
I started feeling a bit dizzy. Maybe because there were four of us vying for space and control in Blacksmith's head? Or maybe because of the massive blood loss from my (BS's) brain to my (his) extreme extremity? Knight took advantage and pushed me (BS) to the foot of the stairs, releasing his 'opportunity' from his jeans.
My subconscious gave up and the metal skin shrank back on itself to form a band around each of my (BS's) forearms. With this lapse of concentration, the Host's subconscious took control, leaving Blacksmith's consciousness loitering at the back of his mind. He seemed very obliging to all this and I sensed a voyeuristic streak was being satisfied. Physically, he turned out to be most accommodating...
Well! I have never been so infiltrated in my lives.
Wait. Did I say 'infiltrated'? I meant 'infiltrated'.
Damnit! I mean 'infiltrated'!
* Yes. That's the word...