“Good morning,” Parker mumbles, continuing their leisurely path up my arm.
“Morning,” I whisper, careful not to speak too loudly so I don’t wake up Landon. It’s rare that he lets me hold him like this. Even with how much he loves it, it always seems like I have to coax him into realizing he’s allowed to want things like this.
Parker is like a little black cat, and it’s much easier to give them what they need because they just take it. Crawling in mine or Landon’s lap, or pressing their face into our chests. Demanding kisses or cuddle time. Landon isn’t like that at all. I’m not sure why he doesn’t think he can speak up about his wants, but I’ve taken to paying extra close attention so I can make sure he’s getting them.
Shooting me a sleepy smile, Parker scoots closer, snuggling up to Landon. They run a hand through his hair, softly petting him, which makes him stir.
When he realizes how he’s lying, he stiffens, but I tighten my arm. “Shh.”
Parker snorts. “I get a good morning, and he gets shushed?”
“You don’t try to run away from me when we wake up cuddling. Lan does.”
“I’m not running away,” Landon grumbles, his body relaxing as he snuggles deeper into my embrace. “How did you get here?”
I laugh a little. He really was out of it last night.
“Hey,” Parker says, voice questioning. “That’s a good point.” They sit up, narrowing their eyes at me. “I don’t recall you being in the bed when I went to sleep in it.”
“Well,” I start, nuzzling the top of Landon’s head. “I finished studying and tossed and turned for an hour before I finally said fuck it, and decided to come here. I couldn’t sleep without the two of you.”
Parker gags. “Oh, that’s gross.”
“As if you didn’t say the same thing last night when you begged Landon to come over.”
This time there’s no gag, but Landon chuckles and Parker gasps. “I didn’tbeg,and I don’t like the insinuation that I did.”
Reaching behind me, I grab my phone and open our group chat. “So much,” I say, reading their messages from last night. “You two have ruined me, and now I don’t know how to starfish in the bed anymore. Feels wrong. This is all your fault. Send help.”
Parker snatches the phone out of my hand. “Alright, fine. You’ve made your point.”
With a sigh, they lie back down, wrapping themself back around Landon. “Ben’s being mean to me.”
Landon laughs. “What do you want me to do about it, Lovebug?”
“Nothing, I guess. You can come cuddle me, though.”
“Mmm, I’m pretty cozy here. How about you just cuddle me more?”
I can’t help but smile at the two of them. They’ve gotten so much closer over the last few weeks, and I love to see it, but it seems, especially after last night, like something has shifted between them.
“Did you have fun last night?”
Parker hums. “Yeah. Lan manhandled me on the couch and made me cum so hard I almost blacked out.”
My dick thickens. Fuck. I love watching them together, but I also love that they enjoyed their time without me and used it to get closer. I think they needed that.
“It’s not my fault,” Landon says. “It was all fun and games until I realized Park wasn’t wearing anything under their skirt.”
“Oh, is that right?”
A pink flush spreads up Parker’s throat. “It wasn’t forthat.It was just a happy accident, but with the way he reacted, I may have to do it more often.”
Something warm and fuzzy spreads through my chest, heating me from the inside out.
“Speaking of,” Parker says, sitting up quickly. “We need to expand on our ‘boundaries’ talk.”
Landon wriggles out of my hold and sits up, so I follow suit, only slightly grumpy about no longer having him in my arms. “What’s up, Cotton Candy?”
