Tonight, though, is special. It’s Silver’s birthday, so Roscoe is in his drill sergeant mode, ordering the rest of us about while we scramble to meet his exacting standards.
“She’ll be heading home with the girls in ten minutes. I want everything to be perfect by then,” Roscoe says. He has flour all over him and his long hair is falling across his face. In a word, he looks disheveled, like he’s unraveling from the stress.
I clap him on the shoulder. “It’s going to be great. She’ll love it.”
“Seriously, man, you’ve outdone yourself,” Zeph adds.
“She’ll lose her mind,” Fabian adds.
Roscoe doesn’t look convinced, eyeing the laid table with a critical eye. “So we feed her, then give her a bunch of orgasms, then when she’s distracted and happy, we ask her, right?”
“That’s the plan.” I squeeze his shoulder. “She won’t say no, though.”
“No chance,” Zeph scoffs.
“For sure,” Fabian adds.
A tendril of nerves tries to shoot up from my stomach, but I slap it down. Patting my pocket, I check and double check the ring box is secure.
“Right.” Ro lets out a slow breath. “She loves us. We’re great.”
“How about you take a quick shower, relax yourself before she gets home?” I don’t know when I became this person. This supportive hopefully-soon-to-be-brother-husband, but it’s a role I enjoy.
We all seemed to slot into a space easily enough. And after spending months together on the road after we first left Arcanum, which was a baptism of fire. Life has become a lot more sedate. Relaxed. Happy.
An hour later, Silver and her sisters have returned from their day out together. Roscoe is no longer visibly sweating, and we’re all sitting down to Silver’s birthday dinner.
With the ten of us all gathered around the table together, it’s chaos. Silver’s at the head of the table and I’m to her left, while Fabian is to her right. At the other end of the table, we’ve seated Ember, who remains in his frozen state. But since there’s every chance he can hear and sense what’s going on around him, we make sure that he’s included. Either side of him is Una and Mona, who chatter along to him, even though he can’t respond.
There are four different conversations all happening across from each other, and people dip in and out of one conversation to add to another. My ears always end up ringing afterwards, but it never fails to bring a smile to my face.
Just so long as no one tries to bring out the board games. That’s how the tears and the bloodshed start.
It’s not always easy for us to get together with all of us around one table. That’s despite us all living within a fifty-mile radius. About a month after we first left Arcanum, Luna and the twins decided they weren’t into life on the road and they wanted to find somewhere to settle for a longer term. A couple of weeks after that, Rook and Hanna joined them for an extended stay in Monster Haven.
Leaving just me, the mages, and my Silver.
The five of us continued to explore. Heading to new cities and into the wide open countryside I never expected to visit. By this point, the weather was warming up, and the days lengthened.
We stopped in a city called Stoneraven, a place with a mixed human and supernatural community, for a long weekend. But I think we’d all had enough of big city life by that point, so after weeks of traveling around, we wound up settling in a little town just outside of Monster Haven.
There is enough of a mixed community around here that we don’t stand out too badly, but the entire place feels safe. Comfortable. Like a true home.
I never realized that was something I’d been missing until I met Silver. Until I became a part of her family.
A couple of hours later and I’m leading Silver into our bedroom with my fingers linked through hers. The others all headed home about an hour ago, with the twins and Seb—who all live with us more often than not—heading back to Luna’s place for the night.
Because tonight, the five of us need some privacy.
And I want to make Silver scream as she comes without worrying about traumatizing young ears. The house we live in isn’t small, but soundproofing the bedrooms is still on the neverending to-do list we have for turning this place into our forever home.
“Is this another birthday treat?” she teases as she catches sight of her three mages waiting beside the oversized bed. “All of you getting naked together?”
While group activities with all four of us together are notunusual, it’s also not something we do every day.
“Something like that,” I say, patting my pocket once again. I glance up at the others and can see the tension in their faces.
“I know the plan was for us to wait to do this untilafterthe orgasms,” I say and smirk as Roscoe’s face fills with pure relief. “I don’t think we can wait.”
