“Sure, whatever,” Tara muttered. “And Cameo’s closet is entirely lime green.”
“It’s not…?”
“Exactly!”
“Just watch her stream together, see if it makes you horny or jealous. That would clear it up pretty fast, right? Make it super obvious…”
As much as I hated to admit it, she had a point. Maybe it was a little unorthodox… but at least this way, we couldn't inadvertently hurt Eva's feelings if Joon was uncomfortable.
My omega’s eyes narrowed at the screen. “And if it does?”
“Then we’ll let it go, but it seems like you’re punishing yourselves for not hooking up ‘the right way,’ and it's kinda?—”
“Lame,” Charlie supplied. “Shit happens.”
“Fine, but when this is a disaster, I’m blaming you,” Joon said, disconnecting from the call so that our video feed cut, sitting up to type the SLCK’d address into my search bar.
We both pretended Eva’s profile didn’t populate the second he typedSLCinto it, the omega clicking the link and bringing up her feed.
“Hey—” I said quickly, averting my eyes as Eva’s bright pink room loaded into view, the sundress she’d been wearing to speak to us just a minute before now untied at the front to reveal her heart-print balconette style bra and bare shoulders. I fought hard to focus, giving Joon a little squeeze. “We don’t have to do this, you know? Tara just doesn't know how to mind her business."
“It’s only weird if you turn it off, alpha,” Joon said, looking at me over his shoulder. “She’s just some omega you know, right?”
“I—um…”
This felt like a test.
And I was failing miserably.
It wasn’t like I’d tried to hide my crush on Eva from Joon, quite the opposite, really. After our time at the heat hotel around Halloween, we’d sat and had a conversation about it, but… hearing about your alpha’s interest in another omega and seeing—or, in Joon’s case, right now with my traitorous cock twitching as she laughed, peeling off the rest of her dress and standing to give the room a view of her sweet lacy panties as she climbed onto her bed—feeling it. My cock twitched as the familiar routine started.
Eva wasn't like a lot of cam girls, not that I'd spent a lot of time sampling a bunch of the talent available on SLCK'd. But from what I knew about Tara's streams, pretending to be the audience's girlfriend, roleplaying it, was a little less usual than purely getting off for their pleasure.
"I missed you so much," Eva said as she cuddled into the pillows of her bed, her long, bubblegum pink hair fanning around her. "Thank you for coming to spend time with me tonight—Oh, samcake22! Hi! Thank you for the donation!"
"I kissed her, that night you went out," I admitted, unable to keep the information tucked away now that we were in this situation.
They leaned back against me heavily, head tilting back to kiss my jaw. "So did I. Felt her up too, she smelled so good.”
A twinge of jealousy squeezed my chest, which was foolish, of course. Given I'd done the same thing. But I… hadn't gone as far as Joon had with Eva. Even if it wasn't from a lack of wanting.
The telltale chime of donations played as Eva spoke, Joon's teeth grazing my jaw. "Just watch, Indi. She looks stunning tonight, right?"
I cleared my throat, ignoring the simmer of desire heating my skin. "Yeah, she does."
“Exactly,” he muttered, taking hold of the mouse and clicking into the chat bar.
Horror filled me. “Hey, don’t?—”
“She’ll like it, don’t worry,” Joon said, an edge to his voice that I didn’t recognize.
Indis3xclurb donated $50!
take your bra off.
I watched as Eva's eyes went wide, the play on my usual screen name not meant to hide my identity, her pale cheeks glowing pink as she reached behind to unhook her bra.
"You want to see, Indi?" she asked softly, the excitement audible in her voice as she swept her hair off her shoulder, pulling the bra away to reveal her rosy nipples for a twist of her fingers against the flesh that made her writhe on the mattress.
