Present
We spend a few minutes sitting around the crackling fire in silence, each of us processing everything we discussed tonight. Alex is first to get antsy, with everyone being lost in their own thoughts. “Anyone want to watch a movie? I brought a mini projector with me, we can shine the movie onto the side of the tent.”
“Oh, that sounds like fun! I haven’t been able to watch a movie all the way through without the threat of not being able to finish it. What movie do you want to watch?” I sit up so quickly in my excitement, forcing Klaus’ hold off me.
I would think my excitement is contagious if I didn’t know how much Alex loves to watch movies and TV shows. His own joy at my interest is shining from his eyes. “Oh, there are so many good choi... wait a second. Did you just say you’ve never been able to watch a movie without a threat of not being able to finish it? What does that mean?”
Oh, gosh... I guess when I told them I was in soul form, I didn’t really explain what it exactly meant for me. Oopsie.
Batting my eyelashes and smiling sweetly, I make a plea, “Can I tell you all about my time in soul form later? I really want to cuddle up and watch a movie right now. Oh! Any chance you have some popcorn?”
I knew it was a long shot for him to have any popcorn, when we’re in the middle of camping out, but there’s still a twinge of disappointment when his mouth twitches into a regretful frown. “Sorry, Angel. I’ll make sure we plan a proper binge worthy night as soon as we’re settled into a more appropriate place for watching something. In the meantime, how about we watch someLord of the Rings?”
“Ugh, no way, man! It’s so dreadfully long. Pick something shorter,” Klaus speaks up from behind me.
Alex smirks. “Why do you want a shorter movie? You love this movie almost as much as I do. Got a hot date you need to get to tonight?”
“As a matter of fact, yes, yes I do! Now pick something that isn’t three hours. Plus,Lord of the Ringsdeserves a proper screen, not the side of a tent.” Klaus trails his fingertips against my collarbone before pulling my hair away from my neck and pressing a single kiss on the curve between my shoulder and neck.
“Lord of the Ringsis actually popular enough, I’ve been able to watch it several times. Oh, can we watchLove Actually? It’s the last movie I saw which I wasn’t able to finish. I’ve seen it before, but I just love the movie and hate not finishing it!” Each of the guys groan with my choice.
Alex kneels down in front of me and gives me a peck on the cheek. “Sure thing, but you better not fall asleep while watching such a boring movie or Sleeping Snow is back on the table for your nickname.” He gets up and pulls out his projector from his traveling pouch, and sets it up to play the movie off the side of the tent.
“Don’t listen to him. We all love to pretend like we don’t enjoy Love Actually, but somehow someone ends up putting it on every Christmas,”Derrick whispers into my head, like the others could hear his confession if he said it any louder.
Marcus and Derrick find a large log, and carry it over to use as a backrest for us to lean on while watching the movie. Their muscles bulge as they carry it, showing off their abnormal strength, plus a bit of hidden magic to make it lighter. Klaus and I spread out bedrolls for added comfort.
Klaus sits down first, and instead of letting me sit next to him, he pulls me into his lap before settling me between his legs again. Instantly, I lean back and rest my head on his chest. Marcus spreads out a light blanket over me, even though the summer days are squelching, the nights this far north possess a slight chill. His peppermint scent floats up from the blanket, making me feel doubly surrounded by him.
Derrick takes a seat next to us and hands me a bag of Reece’s minis. “Make sure you share with me... these are my absolute favorite.” Aww! For acting like they don’t want to watch this movie, all my guys contribute in making sure it’s a memorable experience.
Surprisingly, Marcus doesn’t sit on the other side of Klaus and I, he leaves a space for Alex to sit next to us. Now, him giving me his blanket seems more thought through, and I drag it a little higher so I can get another sniff of my peppermint patty.
Finally, Alex finishes setting up the projector and sits in the spot left for him. He pulls out his phone and directs the projector to start our movie. This feels like the first normal moment we’ve had, I can almost imagine what our lives will be like when things finally settle down. Before opening credits are even through, I’m opening the bag of Reece’s Derrick gave me. I’m instantly surrounded by the mouthwatering smell of chocolate and peanut butter.
My tongue screams at me to allow the flavors to explode across my tastebuds, and I snatch up one of the tiny treats and pop it into my mouth. “Mmmm… holy shit, this is delicious!” My exclamation gathers their attention as my mouth has its version of an orgasm with the perfect blend of flavors. My eyes flutter closed as I savor the taste.
“That’s what she said,” Alex quips and is quickly slapped in the back of the head by Marcus.
Popping another morsel of the yummy goodness in my mouth, Derrick immediately turns my head before I can bite into it. His lips seal against mine, tongue asking for entrance at the seam of my mouth. I open for him and his tongue begins a search and quickly steals my melting bit of chocolaty mini orgasm.
He pulls away with my treat in his mouth and a smug expression as I let out a gasp. “You fucking traitor! RUDE!” My outrage causes him to double over in laughter.
“Looks like our girl is officially inducted into the group now that she’s the latest victim of Derrick’s prank,” Marcus points out. I just pout and hold my bag of candy to my chest so Derrick can’t get any. We settle in to watch the movie, with me shushing them anytime someone tries to talk.
Around the halfway point, Derrick tries to take his bag back and I just snap my teeth at him, and growl “MINE!” to which I get hushed by all four of them at once.
All my attention is devoted to the movie up until Derrick places his hand on my knee. The warmth of his touch paired with the bond sending tingles throughout me is a distraction. Minutes later, Alex turns onto his side and pulls my leg over toward him to reach better. Instead of just laying his hand on me, he lightly traces circles of varying sizes up my inner thigh until he reaches my shorts and then heads down to my knee. His touch is teasing, warming a whole lot more than the skin he’s touching.
I finally give up watching the movie when Klaus adds his touch. He finds the hem of my shirt and thumbs his way underneath until his hand is on my stomach. My focus is riveted to the agonizingly slow progress he’s making toward my breasts. I long for his touch, especially after they got a taste this afternoon with Alex.
I jump when his hand finally grazes the bottom, which is awkward, considering I knew the touch was impending for several minutes now. “You okay over there, Babe?” Marcus questions.
“Yeah.” The breathy word can hardly be heard. Klaus’ fingers close around my breast and he just keeps his hand there... leaving me in a constant state of expectation with no results. His other hand moves to the button on my shorts and my breath catches. Touching under my shirt is one thing, but surely he won’t stick a hand down my pants with his best friends and fellow bond mates sitting next to us. Right?
The button slips through, and my zipper is silently lowered. He plays with the lace at the top of my thong. I made fun of girls who wore thongs when they first became a thing, who wants fabric wedged between your cheeks? Surprisingly though, they’re pretty comfortable and make my ass look fantastic. The downside is they get soaked insanely fast, something I’m learning for the second time today.
As his fingers slightly dip underneath, Klaus’ lips graze my neck. Not one to be left out, Alex pays attention to the top of my inner thigh, sliding a single finger underneath my shorts. A moan escapes me and my chest heaves as I try to catch my breath. Could they know they’re both teasing me in similar ways and could collide their touch in pursuit of torturing me?
