I climb over Auggie, tucking my cock into my pants as I go to open it. I’m aware of Auggie doing the same behind me. Not that I want to hide what happened between us, but I know Casey doesn’t want to see our limp cocks when he walks into my room.
“Casey?” I call.
“In here.” His voice comes from the kitchen, so he’ll be putting his swimming things into the washing machine.
I join Auggie on the bed, settling into his arms once more.
A moment later, Casey appears at my door. “Hey, Em. Hey, Auggie. Good evening?”
“Auggie cooked for me.”
“It was nothing special,” Auggie says.
Casey chuckles. “Probably more special than if Em had cooked for you. He’s not a great cook.”
“I’m not that bad.”
He arches an eyebrow.
“Okay, fine, you’re better than me. And Auggie is a better cook than us both.”
“That’s true.” Casey gestures to Auggie. “Careful, or you’ll be cooking for us all the time.”
“I like cooking,” Auggie replies.
“Join us?” I stretch my fingers out to Casey.
Auggie and I scoot apart so there’s space for Casey between us. My bed is a single, which is all that will fit alongside the desk, so having three people on it at the same time will be cosy. Casey kneels on the end of the bed and crawls up it to lie between us. We put our arms around him.
“Double snuggles,” I say with a contented sigh.
“So nice,” Casey agrees. “But I’m not sure how to lie.” Right now, he’s on his back, staring at the ceiling. “Normally I’d—” He gestures to my chest. “But then I’d have my back to Auggie.”
“Do whatever feels natural,” Auggie says.
My heart flutters. He’s so damn sweet.
Casey rolls onto his side, rests his head on my chest, and puts his arm over my stomach. It’s the way we always snuggle. Auggie moves onto his side and spoons Casey’s back.
“Tell me if this isn’t okay,” Auggie whispers.
“It’s nice.”
“How was practice?” I ask, stroking Casey’s hair.
“Hard work. We’re focusing on getting ready for Sheffield now. I mean, we were always focusing on that, but the friendly against York was a welcome distraction.”
“You must be tired,” Auggie says.
“Yeah, but it’s a good kind of tired. I know I tried my best. My times were good, and I even got a compliment from Josh.”
“You must have done well.”
Auggie gives me a questioning look.
“Josh isn’t the most positive of guys.”
“No, but the team has been doing well since he was made captain, so he must be doing something right. What have you two been up to? Other than eating dinner.”
