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When I got back to Sophomore House and Stormy's bed, he was waking up, and asked, "Where'd you go?"
"I started my period." I just needed to nap for an hour before I needed to get up and really get ready for this party.
"You want to stay home?" he asked and put a large hand on my back. I smiled. He was so fucking perfect sometimes. I shook my head. "You want me to rub your back?"
I nodded. I felt new tears for a new reason. I really fucked up with this one. With both of them. I knew they were leaving at the end of the year. The contract said it was non-renewable when Autumn was added to it. I only had one hope for something lasting. After the incident in the dressing room, I wasn't sure I was really equipped to run with Autumn long-term either. I felt like so much was happening lately and so fast that I was up, up, up, but this little reminder that I couldn't actually live on orgasm endorphins all the time was a bummer. I closed my eyes and wondered why I felt like I had to have anyone long-term right now. Right now, I could just enjoy all of this. Why not? I deserved a little happiness. Didn't I?
Storm
Holly fell asleep in no time. I puffed out a breath and stared at the ceiling. I napped after the cupcake sex, so I was fairly rested. She rolled and then lifted, moved closer to me, put her head on my chest and held onto me like I was her favorite teddy bear. It had to be hell being a woman. Imagining if it was reverse made me cringe and then shiver. This little situation did remind me that I assumed she was on birth control because it was in the original contract. The amendments on this deal were starting to get a bit irritating and not just to me. When Ripley called to discuss the latest, we had a decent laugh, and then he sent me the additions. Winston may not think much of his wiry self, but the ladies sure seemed to love him.
I stroked her hair and wondered how she was going to deal with that. How I was going to deal with the reaction to that. I thought it only fair she had to share one of us if not all three of us, though I still didn't trust myself to be on the market and I didn't trust Essie not to send someone in her stead to act like they cared and then fuck me up, so I'd go running back to her. Just like I did when this little minx fucked me up. I pulled her hand away from my dick and put it back on my abdomen. She was still asleep, but reaching for it, nonetheless. I shook my head. I looked up something online I never really thought I would consider.
Well, heightened arousal explained why this one was like a cat in heat. Orgasms might help improve the cramps. That seemed counterintuitive, but so did going for a run when my legs were sore and that worked. I could have gone forever not thinking of it as nature's lubricant. I bought that the same way I thought grapes were nature's candy. Bullshit. Whoa, there was a chance even if a slim one a girl could get pregnant! That seemed illogical since the baby oven was running a descale cycle. I highly doubted she would appreciate my comparing her uterus to an appliance, but she should appreciate the fact I didn't send her back to her room since we were sharing a bathroom this weekend. I had full awareness this was a real thing, but zero experience outside of Essie and she was a total bitch even at twelve when she was on cycle. I was always torn between wishing she was always on because she hated me that week, or wishing she didn't hate me for something I couldn't control or do anything about. I was such a fool. I catered to that crazy bitch just to make her feel better.
Holly's hand moved on my abdomen and gripped and gripped, but there was nothing there for her to squeeze. Her thigh came over my leg and she found purchase for that wandering hand on my side. She pulled with both and lined herself up even closer. She pulled any more, she'd be on me like I was the mattress. I'd probably let her. I liked having her this close, this snuggly. I knew a lot of guys did not. I... was a giant teddy bear. I did just want to be held. So what?
The end of this article did remind me that sex was already messy. While it added the expected, the reminder that if anal was an option there were other bodily aspects to consider. We'd already made a mess twice with food. I had some perspective and a plan to just deal with life as it came to me. Shower would be my method for this if it ever occurred, but I was not going to ask for it. I just wouldn't be unprepared for it either.
She lifted her head about ten minutes before the hour and looked at me. I smiled and said, "Hey, Babe."
I liked calling her that. Liked the fantasy of this being real and her being mine. She smiled at me. Very sweetly, tenderly. She touched my cheek and said, "You have the most beautiful grey eyes, Stormy."
I could feel the heat creep up my neck. My eyes were my least favorite feature because they were my father's eyes, and he was not my favorite person because he was an asshole and treated my mother poorly. She touched my lips with her fingertips and said, "I was dreaming about you. About kissing you. About so many things."
Her naturally pouty lips actually pouted, and she said, "I wanted this weekend to be fun for you."
Ah. Yeah. We couldn't just fuck our way through this year. I planned to do plenty of that, but I didn't hate being around her, so I said, "It will be fun. We'll still have fun."
She smiled and said, "I haven't been to a real party before. Unless you count going to one with the paper hats."
"Totally count those. They were the best." I did miss simpler times in my life. When I was young and innocent, and things were fun.
She smiled and then leaned in and kissed me. She snuggled up to me again and said, "I have to get ready."
"It's still an hour before we even leave for dinner." How long did she need to get dressed?
"I'm still getting dressed for this. I don't want you going to a frat party at a rival frat with me looking like I work in the library. You're a star athlete and gorgeous. No. I have to at least look like it's plausible you would be attracted to me." She sighed.
She was serious and that's what made it sad. "Holly, you're beautiful. You know that, right? I didn't walk into your room and put my face between your thighs because I was repulsed."
She snickered and looked up at me. "You would have left if I were repulsive?"
"Hell, yes." I nodded for emphasis. Then I stroked her cheek and said, "But you're not. So...don't change your look for me. You do that, you do that for you."
She smiled at me and then hugged me. "I'm going to do better." She was handing my words back to me. "I mean it. I'll be better."
Fuck. I did not want to like her this much anymore. I just...couldn't help it.
Winston
"Hey." I looked at Thalia and she smiled up at me.
She was far from the Goddess of Comedy when she said, "She's out of the picture, right?"
"She wasn't really in the picture the way you think." I was not going to let this little Diva run me any more than the other one. She looked away and I touched her cheek and directed her to look at me. She was all wide-eyed, but she needed to know how I played this game from jump. "There is a copy of our contract and information about your father. Something happens to me. Something happens to him. Understand?"
Her lashes fluttered. I continued before she could begin. "You picked me because you thought I was an easy mark. Someone you could control, boss around." I rolled my eyes up and admitted, "Too many people make that mistake because I'm a nice enough guy, and I am. I'm just also not a pushover, so if you thought you could force me to like you, you can't."
