Sang's Pov
I skipped my way down the hall until I reached the stairs, before I walked down as softly as I could. I didn't want to wake the other boys unnecessarily, after all. Once I reached the bottom of the stairs, I moved over the living room, where most of the boys were sleeping.
The TV was still on, showing an infomercial about a new fantastic hair product. But other than that, the room was silent other than a few snores here and there.
Two of the boys were asleep on the couches—Gabriel and Victor today, it seemed—while the rest were sprawled out on various air mattresses. I know they were rotating through sleeping in the guest bedroom upstairs, but as expected, it wasn't Nathan's turn. From a quick glance around the room, it appeared to be Kota's.
Nathan was sleeping the farthest from the door. I walked across the carpeted floor, shivering slightly from how cold it was outside of the warm blankets upstairs.
I bent down next to his cot, reaching a hand up and poking him straight in the cheek. "Wake up, sleepyhead," I whispered, poking him again until his eyes finally flickered open.
"Sang...?" He asked groggily, sitting up slightly.
"Are you expecting another girl?" I asked with a grin.
He chuckled. I saw the moment his eyes dropped from my face to my body and he noticed my state of dress. His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly, and I'd guess he'd be drooling if I gave him time to.
I reached a hand up to his chin, closing his mouth for him.
"Wha...Sang, what are you wearing?" He asked when his tongue started working for him again.
"Do you like what you see?" I grinned at his rapid nod, his eyes never leaving my breasts for too long.
"How about showing me how much you like it?" I whispered, leaning forward.
Nathan wasted no time before he pounced, pinning me to the floor by my arms. I couldn't help but grin at his abandonment of the cot, knowing that it would be slightly uncomfortable and the noise would alert the others.
He only made me grin more as he pressed himself against my hip as he attempted to dominate my lips. I humored him for a few seconds before flipping the tables and kissing back much more forcefully. I bit his bottom lip roughly as he tried to turn things back around and he gave in, melting into my touch as I gripped his face.
"I did tell you I'd be back down here for you, now didn't I?" I whispered, moving to nibble on his jaw. Before I could move any further, Nathan moved away and stopped me.
"We have to talk first," he said.
"About what?" I asked, still trying to nibble on any part of his skin available.
"I... Will you stop that?" He groaned as I kissed along his neck.
"Keep talking, and maybe I'll stop... if it's interesting enough," I murmured.
"I wanted to apologize," he breathed as my hands started to wander below the belt.
I stopped instantly.
"What?"
Nathan let out a small whine but continued what he was saying after a minute. "Gabriel said you wanted an apology, and I planned to give it to you before everything happen with North and then Kota. I let Kota chase after you, but I saw you come down the stairs soon after and I called out to you. You didn't stop, though."
"I was on a mission with Dexter, and no one was about to stop me from getting out of here as fast as I could," I stated. "It wasn't anything against you. I didn't want to stop for anyone."
"Will you let me apologize now, then?"
"Go ahead. But know that you have horrible timing," I murmured, giving him a humorous smile.
"I didn't want to let this get too far without apologizing for being a jerk. It wouldn't feel right. You were right, North and I were being absolutely stupid. Myself especially. It shouldn't be a contest on who you might care about more, or who gets further with you. It should be about making sure you feel appreciated, not the other way around."
"Nathan, that might have been the smartest thing you've ever said to me." I paused, grabbing his face. "I love it."
We shared a sweet kiss before my hands continued their quest, dipping lower and lower as Nathan and I got acquainted as if we hadn't seen each other in months when in all reality, he slept in my bed only a few days ago. However, this was one of the first times we had each other to ourselves since the day after I kidnapped him.
I was surprised to find Nathan moving away just as my hand dipped into his jogging pants.
"No. It's about you right now," he murmured. He kept eye contact with me as he leaned down and kissed my neck before working his way down and stopping for a minute as my breasts. He placed soft kisses along my covered tits before moving on.
He placed a trail of kisses down my abdomen, looking up at my face the whole time he inched his way down my body. My stomach tightened every time at his light, ghosting kisses, as if it wasn't expecting the gentle gesture but craved every touch his lips offered.
But, if I thought my stomach was tight before, it was doing backflips as he finally made it to his destination. But, instead of immediately moving to remove my panties, Nathan kissed along my hip bones, sucking on the skin slightly as he made sure no part of me was untouched by his lips.
He brushed his lips along the front of my underwear before he leaned up, finally removing my panties like I expected all along. It didn't take long for him to pull them down to my ankles before tossing them aside carelessly.
Changing tactics, he nibbled his way up my thigh before I felt his hot breath between my legs. I was about to stop him then and there, afraid if he went any further, I wouldn't be able to stay quiet. However, once his tongue touched me, all rational thought was lost.
The feeling in my lower stomach only tightened further as I leaned up to watch Nathan move between my legs. If I didn't know any better, I'd think he had done this before as his mouth made sure I felt thoroughly appreciated. His tongue was like magic as it set off sparks inside me with every lick, suck, and kiss he gave me.
"Nathan..." I groaned under my breath, resisting the urge to grab him and pulling him back up to my lips. "Fuck..."
"Might want to keep it down, mikrós diávolos. You're going to wake up the rest of them if you keep making beautiful noises like that," Silas' accented voice whispered. I tilted my head back, coming face to face with him and I sent him a mischievous smile.
"Meekaroas... deavalos? What does that mean?" I murmured.
"Mikrós diávolos," he repeated. "It means 'little devil'. That's what you are, at least. Mikrós diávolos mou, sending us all to hell with your wicked ways."
He moved closer to me, now sitting behind my back and allowing me to lean against his chest. "Look at Nathan, worshipping your tiny body so thoroughly. It makes you look even more beautiful," he whispered in my ear. He brushed my hair aside before he started kissing along my neck.
It wasn't long before I couldn't take the assault anymore.
"Silas... Nathan..." I cried out, biting my lip as the tightness in my stomach finally released as I leaned back into Silas.
Nathan backed off slightly and stood up on his hands and knees above my body. Closing his eyes, he leaned down and trailed his lips across my skin as kissed up my stomach and making his way teasingly to my lips. He captured my lips in a searing kiss and I watched in fascination as he broke the kiss and went for my right side. I thought he was going to whisper or nibbling on my ear like I'd done to him a few times, but I was surprised that instead of going for me, it was Silas he kissed.
I was frozen in shock for a few seconds, as Silas seemed to be.
'I wasn't expecting this... Did he want to do this in my first life, as well? Or have I derailed everything from my first life already?'
I watched as Silas relaxed into the kiss, and it was when he started kissing back that Nathan pulled away, sputtering.
"Wh... Whoa. Sorry, I got carried away. It's just...You saw, you get it. Sorry about that," he rambled.
"Nate, it's no problem. Really. Anytime you need a repeat, I'm game," Silas said, winking.
"Silas!" I said, hitting his chest lightly. "Don't tease him."
"Who said I'm just teasing?" He smirked, wrapping his arms around my midsection. "You don't know what I get up to when you aren't around."
"Hmm. If that's true, I hope you invite me to your next session with one of the boys. Who's the next one? Luke? I wouldn't want to be left out," I murmured, kissing his jaw.
"I wouldn't dream of leaving you out of anything, mikrós diávolos. You're a part of my heart now, so where you go, I will follow," he intoned.
"And vice versa," I said softly, finishing the unspoken end of his sentence.
I was so wrapped up in Silas that I almost forgot about Nathan. I turned back around to find Nathan sitting there, his eyes slightly wide as he held my underwear in his hand.
"Something wrong?" I asked, leaning forward.
He shook his head mutely for a minute before hesitantly nodding.
"I've never heard you talk like that," Nathan stated, gesturing to Silas.
"I haven't had a reason to before," Silas murmured and I grinned.
"Thank you for your apology, Nathan. Also, for...that," I said, gesturing to my panties as I took them out of his hands.
"You've lost your panties twice in the last twenty-four hours, it seems." Silas smirked and I couldn't help but smile as I stood up slightly to pull my underwear back on.
"Both amazing experiences," I stated, bending down and kissing Silas then turning to kiss Nathan.
"I should probably go to bed now. Owen and Sean are probably waiting on me," I sighed, standing up straight.
"You're not going to stay down here?" Nathan asked, scrambling to stand up. His eyes were pleading for me to stay for longer.
"Another time, Honey," I said, kissing him one last time before letting go. "I've got a plan for the morning, after all."
"Oh, do you now?" Silas smiled. "Mind giving a hint on what it is?"
"Nope, you're just going to have to wait like the rest of them, my sneaky snake." I grinned.
With a last parting goodbye kiss to them both, I left them to go back to bed or discuss whatever two boys who just kissed each other discuss in the middle of the night.
Padding my way out of living room, I moved quickly over the cold floor until I reached the carpeted stairway.
What I never noticed was the pair of eyes that had been discreetly on me since I entered the living room.
I took my time arriving back at my room, taking the time to peek into the different rooms first.
I started with Ryzix's room, finding him curled up with Magnus. His head was under Magnus' chin and I suspected his leg was thrown over Magnus due to how close they looked to be. Ryzix moved slightly when I opened the door before he raised his head up, looking at the doorway over Magnus' body. When we made eye contact, he gave me a soft smile, but otherwise went back to sleep.
I closed the door softly again before I turned around, going all the way to the end of the hallway and to the guest room. When I peeked in, Kota was asleep already in the queen-sized bed in the middle room and I let him be.
I closed the door and made my way to my own room. I opened my door and walked in only to find Owen and Sean asleep beside each other. Sean had an arm thrown over Owen. I shrugged, allowing them to sleep a little longer before I attempted to climb in bed again. I exited the room and went over to Dexter's on the other side of the bathroom.
I pushed Dexter's door open quietly. He was expectedly passed out on top of the covers facing the door, his computer on still and the light shining on him in the dark room. His reading glasses were still on his face and I noticed that he didn't even have the energy to get undressed as he fell asleep in his bloody clothes.
I crept in, glancing at the screen for a few seconds to see he was checking the stocks on various businesses he had money in before I closed the lid. I set it on his dresser across the room before I pulled the comforter out from under him to cover him up. He shifted slightly, but he didn't move much more once the blanket was cascading him in warmth.
I climbed on the bed in the space in front of him and gently reached over his head to pull his hair tie out, knowing that he hated to have his hair up while he slept. I also wiggled his glasses off his face and set them gently on the bedside table. I made a split-second decision as I climbed under the covers next to him and snuggling up beside him.
In his sleep, Dexter muttered something and lifted an arm to pulled me close, allowing me to feel his body heat as I finally fell asleep with one last thought.
'This is home...'
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A/N: Awwww, isn't that cute! ;)
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