My morning after

Seth's gentle snores woke me up.

I bit my lip and reached over towards him, letting my fingers trail down his sculpted, tan chest, but it was Ethan's snaking arm around my waist that pulled me away from Seth. I turned into Ethan and came nose-to-nose with his sleeping face. He'd always been cuddlier. I told him frequently that he should ditch his business degree and become an expert cuddle friend.

Leaning forward, I placed a chaste kiss against his soft lips and reached forward to smooth my fingertip over his eyebrow, down the perfect curve of his nose, and then to his lips which twitched from the tickling contact. My heart clenched as he unconsciously kissed my fingers. It was so sweet, but it was overpowered by another thought. A thought I shouldn't be having.

Did he think I was Seth?

Jealousy... it's not pretty. I don't even know why I still felt it. They both were willing to be in a relationship with me. To love me, to be with me intimately... wasn't that good enough? I know it should be, but I couldn't help it. I wanted them both to love me as much as they loved each other. I wanted Ethan to want me the way he wanted Seth and vice versa.

They'd had a little over two years in relationship status and I knew I couldn't expect it so quickly but still... was it even possible?

My eyes widened slightly as an idea popped into my head. Nibbling my lower lip, wary of the idea that was causing my hand to slide between Ethan and me, the idea that caused my hand to wrap softly around him, and when he whimpered in his sleep, I licked my bottom lip.

"Seth," he whimpered, causing my hand to falter, but my name followed just as quickly. "Oh, Cass..."

I smiled as my heart fluttered with a happiness I hadn't felt since I was a kid when I first tasted mint chocolate chip ice cream on a ninety-degree day with no breeze. I tightened my grip and started a slow up and down rhythm that had Ethan's hip-thrusting forward in less than a minute.

My fingertip brushed his urethra and his hips circled faster. I leaned forward to litter kisses against his lips and his day-old stubbly chin. His arms shot forward and wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me so close to him that my mouth was directly in line with his nose and it was then I noticed that his eyes were wide open.

"Cassie," he whispered breathlessly, thrusting forward as I fisted his cock. He pulled my forehead to his and fucked my hand as he stared into my eyes. It was such an intense moment that I almost forgot where we were.

When his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out a harsh whisper that he was 'cumming,' I quickly pushed my hips forward, letting his orgasm spray across the upper part of my bare thighs. His long, drawn-out growl morphed into pleading whimpers as he thrust into my fisted hand and his forehead collided with mine. He kissed the tip of my nose and whispered words of gratitude as he shivered from the rest of his release. His quiet, but harsh breathing fanned my face as he trembled against me and his black eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks.

"Are you going to wake me up every morning like this?" he asked, his words sounding like a whispered, long hiccup.

I shrugged and gave him a cheeky grin. "It could happen."

"You're already spoiling me."

"Wanna wake up Seth the same way?" I asked, raising a suggestive eyebrow.

Ethan let out a breathy chuckle. "Let me catch my breath first."

I smiled and leaned forward to capture his lips in a kiss that made him even more breathless. "I really love you, Ethan," I whispered when I pulled away from the kiss.

He brushed my curly hair from my flushed cheek and chucked me under my chin. "I know."

"Not that way, I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you."

Ethan chuckled and teasingly rolled his eyes. "I know."

I gave him a small, timid smile. I knew what that meant. He didn't say it back, so he loved me, but he wasn't in love with me. It mattered to me, but I wasn't going to ruin the moment. If I could only have him this way, then I would take it.

"Ethan," I whispered as I nodded my head towards a snoring Seth.

Ethan nodded and I slipped under the sheets. Seth deserved my mouth; he deserved more than I could give him because somehow I knew it had been him who'd talked Ethan into a relationship with me. I bit my lip against the sting of reality as my lips touched the tip of Seth's cock. I would make Seth feel like a king in this relationship because of what he's giving me... because of what he's given me.

It didn't take long before Seth's arms snaked below the covers signaling he'd woken up. His fingers slipped into my already tangled hair and the palms of his hands pressed against the back of my skull, effectively pushing me down while his hips thrust forward.

I could hear his muffled grunts and the lip-smacking kisses—between him and Ethan—became more frequent the closer Seth got to his orgasm. His fingers fisted into my hair as his thighs shook, and I blinked away the tears that formed from the sharp, burning pain.

Ethan whipped the covers off, exposing Seth and what I was doing to him. I lifted my gaze to offer Ethan an eye-smile before I shifted to glance at Seth. His green eyes seared through me, but the intensity of that needy gaze didn't last. His eyes snapped shut and his jaw tightened as he growled his orgasm into my mouth.

Quickly swallowing the salty tang, I placed a tiny kiss against the tip of Seth's still jerking member before pulling myself up. Crawling up the bed, I settled on the other side of Seth and gave his chest a tight hug; his body was still trembling from his orgasm.

"Good morning," I said against his nipple.

Seth's hands fell against my cheek and hugged my head tighter to his chest as he let out a half growling chuckle and groan. "G'morning," he replied. "Wake me up this way every morning and it will always be good... hell, it could even be great. Just a little more practice Cassie and you—"

I pulled away from him and frowned. "Are you saying that wasn't good?"

Seth raised an eyebrow and his mouth formed a smirk. "I did say it was good, it just wasn't great. It's like your third blow-job ever and considering that" he paused and reached out a hand to squeeze my cheeks together and plump out my lips, "well, these lips have already put you over the 'good' mark. You'll get to excellent very soon." He swiped his thumb down the middle of my lips. "I'll see to that."

I pouted dramatically and tried to say something afterward but he cut me off.

"Every day, four times a day—two for Ethan and two for me—" Seth clarified.

Smiling, I placed my cheek against his chest again. "My mouth is your slave... do what you must," I said with a chuckle. "My next boyfriend will enjoy and reap the benefits of your teachings."

Aside from Seth clearing his throat, it was silent for too long. I licked my lips but kept my face against Seth's chest not wanting to see their faces when I asked what the problem was.

"Did I say something wrong?" I asked quietly.

"Your next boyfriend? I mean, why would you say that?" Seth asked, his hands coming to rest against my shoulders like he was going to push me up so he could look at my face, but he must've decided against it. Instead, his arms wrapped around my shoulders and squeezed. "We just started this relationship and already you're talking about when it's over? That's fucked up, Cass."

I snorted and pulled away. Rolling my eyes at him, I shrugged. "Come on. Seriously? Ethan is gay. I'm a realist. I want to be with you guys, but I want you both to be sexually attracted to me and that's just not gonna happen. Ethan loves me but isn't sexually attracted to me. Seth, you're sexually attracted to me, but you don't love me," I paused, offered another shrug and a tsk, before continuing again, "I'm sorry if I want both the sexual attraction and the love, but this—what we have right now—is good enough for the time being. Let's not lose our heads over it. Come on, Seth, it's just a reality, one all three of us need to establish and recognize now."

Ethan, who'd been frowning the entire time I'd been speaking, finally chimed in, "I am sexually attracted to you. What part of this morning, last night, and the day before led you to believe otherwise?"

"Then you aren't gay?"

Ethan scoffed, clearly unhappy with the current topic. "Why does this have to be a label thing? Why are labels so important to everyone? I am what I am. Can't you just accept that you are the only woman I've ever been attracted to in my life?"

I fell back against the bed and this time pulled slightly away from Seth. "Ethan, are you gonna sit there and say that this-" I made a gesture between the three of us, "wasn't Seth's idea and that he didn't talk you into it?"

The half a minute pause was answer enough.

"Hey," I started, "I'm not mad or anything. It is what it is I appreciate that you're both willing to do this for me and I'm gonna take what I can get for as long as I can get, but there will come a time when it's not enough. I recognize that you're both willing to give this a go, but we need to set a few things on the table for discussion."

Ethan started to talk again, but Seth held a hand up, silencing him. "Okay," Seth said.

I raised an eyebrow. "Okay? Okay, what?"

"We recognize that that's what you're seeing, what you're feeling."

Ethan scoffed and pinched Seth's shoulder. "Seth!"

"Good." I nodded and got up from the bed, surprisingly comfortable in my nakedness as I walked towards the adjoining bathroom in Ethan's room. "I gotta pee," I mumbled, before going into the restroom, but I didn't shut the door all the way.

Placing my ear against the crack, I listened. Sue me. I wanted to hear what they said if they said anything about what I'd just brought up. I hadn't wanted to present it that way. I'd been way more emotional –which equals way too stand-offish—about it, but as I said earlier: it is what it is.

"Seth, why did you say that to her? It was just as much my idea as it was yours."

"I talked you into it a little bit."

"But not that much... and I am sexually attracted to her."

"She doesn't see it. You won't be able to tell her otherwise, you'll have to show it."

"What?"

I suddenly imagined Seth giving Ethan a sympathetic look. What a turd.

"Women are an entirely different species, especially the soon to be overeducated ones."

I smacked a hand over my mouth to hold in my gasp. Not just a turd, but a chauvinistic one!

"Don't let Cassie hear you say that," Ethan said. "You'd never hear the end of it."

Seth chuckled. "I'm sure. I wasn't taking a shot at her being a woman, well not really... maybe overeducated wasn't the word I was looking for. I don't know, but what I do know is that if we want this relationship with her to continue we can't just tell her how we feel. She'll have to be shown. You know? Actions speak louder than words or some shit like that."

"Men are so much easier," Ethan grumbled. There was a pause followed by a smacking noise. "Why do I have a feeling you're taking her insecurities and turning them into a potential porno?"

"Because you know me well, and we're gonna fuck her until she sees reason."

I pulled my ear from the door and smiled, agreeing with one thing. We'll fuck until they see reason. I was right, Seth was wrong, and Ethan—well, it felt like Ethan was just along for the ride doing what he could to please his boyfriend. It made me even more grateful towards Seth and my only thought as I walked over to the toilet was bring on the fuck fest.

It was going to be one hell of a ride.