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KILLIAN
J: Wear something sexy tonight baby girl
K: Special occasion?
J: Jerked off to pics of you in a sexy bikini all week and now I want the real thing
J: I’m gonna make you squirm through the whole movie
Killian shivered. She loved the way Jack talked to her. And how obsessed with her body he was.
K: You’re a tease
J: Takes one to know one
J: You been using the butt plug I got you?
Jack referred to a small steel butt plug with a sparkly jewel at the end which he’d bought for Killian after their last conversation about anal. It was practice for taking Jack eventually. Killian didn’t know how much good it was for practice considering it was maybe half the girth of his cock, but she figured she had to start somewhere.
K: Yeah
K: Not on vacation obviously
K: Before and after
J: After? You’ve only been home for a day! Did you masturbate after I left last night?! You dirty girl
K: No, this morning
Though it wasn’t really a turn on for her, she had dutifully popped the plug in while she played with her pussy. It’s not that it turned her off. She was just kind of indifferent to it. But she really had been practicing with it as often as she could. She didn’t have much faith the butt plug could adequately prepare her for Jack’s cock, but she was going to take all the practice she could get.
K: Why?
J: Was thinking about giving you some more practice tonight if you’re up for it
Killian shivered thinking about it. She may have been indifferent to masturbation with a butt plug, but she was definitely not indifferent to ass play when she was actually with Jack. Much as it embarrassed her to admit, she’d really liked it when Jack had rimmed her for the first time. She had even learned to enjoy his finger. Butt stuff was much more interesting when she was with Jack than when she was alone with her silly plug.
K: I’m up for it
Killian slipped into sleek black lingerie. She almost always wore light colors, pink and white with lace; she liked to be girly. She had a feeling Jack would like the black though. And it did look especially good against her tan.
Looking forward to finally having some time to snuggle with Jack and then have unrestricted sex, Killian headed over to Jack’s house.
Killian blinked several times, confused, when the door swung open. Jack and Logan were standing there. Together. Looking like they had been in the middle of a pleasant conversation. And both looking happy to see her.
“Hi?” said Killian unsurely, looking at Jack, then Logan, and back to Jack questioningly.
“Hey, beautiful,” said Jack, at the same time as Logan said, “Sup, sweetheart.” Then they looked at each other as though amused by their unison.
Killian stared at them, wondering if she was imagining things. “Did I miss something?”
“Course not. We’d never start movie night without you,” said Jack.
“We,” repeated Killian.
“I told Logan he could join us,” shrugged Jack. “Unless that’s a problem?”
“Oh, um, no? Course not.”
“Good. Cause I’ve been wanting to watch a scary movie and so does Logan, so you’re out numbered now.”
“Oh god,” groaned Killian. “Not that new one you’ve been talking about…”
Jack had been trying to get her to watch a new horror movie that people were saying was so scary they had to turn it off halfway through.
“Yeah,” Jack grinned. “You’ve been a little bitch about it and now I finally get to watch it.”
“Fine,” Killian gave in. If she was lucky, it would be like the last one which had been all hype and no follow through. If she wasn’t lucky, it would be like the one before that seriously gave her trouble sleeping. “Lights on though.”
“No,” said the boys simultaneously.
“Now you have both of us to keep you safe,” said Jack. “Don’t be a pussy.”
“You’re a pussy,” muttered Killian, following them to the den.
“What was that?” asked Jack.
“I said ‘I love you.'”
“That’s what I thought,” said Jack, with a mischievous grin.
Killian sat down next to Jack and Logan went to the kitchen.
“What the fuck, Jack,” Killian hissed when they were alone. “I’m so fucking horny I’m dying. You said–”
“I said you’d be squirming through the movie. You knew you’d have to wait for me to pound you until after,” Jack shrugged.
“God, I hate you right now.”
“Tell me how much you hate me after you’ve lost count of the number of times you’ve cum later tonight.”
“But I didn’t want to wait,” she whined.
“Don’t pout, Killian,” said Jack lowly, in a voice that made it clear there would be repercussions if she did. Killian’s pelvis felt warm and tingly. “If you want me to fuck you until you can’t walk straight, you’re gonna have to be a good girl and be patient, okay?”
Killian nodded, holding back further argument as Logan joined them again. Besides, she knew waiting would make it that much sweeter when she finally got it.
Logan tossed them both beers and turned off the lights. Killian took a sip as the opening scene began, resigned to a sexually frustrating and probably horrifying next couple hours. But at least she got to cuddle up to Jack. And maybe the movie would be able to scare her out of thinking about her wet pussy, aching for attention.
Fifteen minutes in and Killian already was curled up in Jack’s arms, jumpy with anticipation. She had a bad feeling the movie might actually be all it was cracked up to be.
Killian’s heart was racing by the time Jack shifted and gently pushed her off him.
“Where are you going?” she squeaked, as he started to stand.
“Making popcorn,” he said, looking amused. He could clearly read the expression she wore, because he said, “I’ll be back in a minute.”
“But–” she started to protest.
“Cuddle with Logan if you’re so scared, babe.”
Killian scowled. She was going to reply but Jack was already gone. She sank lower into the couch, feeling very cold and exposed without Jack’s arms around her.
“Man, you are a pussy, aren’t you?” said Logan, chuckling as he watched her jump at a particularly tense moment.
“Shut up,” she muttered.
“I’m just giving you shit, Kil,” he laughed. “You need me to cuddle you until he gets back?”
“No,” she huffed, but it turned into more of a squeak as she flinched again.
“Come here, princess.” He rolled his eyes. She looked at him warily and didn’t move. “What’s that look for?” he asked.
“I’m confused,” said Killian slowly. “I don’t understand why you’re being nice to me.”
“Am I not usually nice to you?”
“You are,” she admitted.
“Then–”
“I’m not trying to making things awkward, but I thought you were mad at me and now you’re acting totally normal and I’m confused,” she finally spilled.
“I’m not mad at you. Never was.”
“Really?” asked Killian disbelievingly.
“I was irritated. But I’m not mad that you’re with Jack. I’m not even mad you chose him over me. He’s right for you. Honestly, I was just pretty irritated about how I found out.”
“Oh,” said Killian, embarrassed. They really hadn’t talked much beyond the last awkward series of miss-sent texts. “I am sorry about that. I know it was fucked up.”
“I know. Jack apologized too. I get it. It wasn’t planned. You guys didn’t know how to deal with it. You didn’t intentionally put me in the middle. Totally came off that way and was kind of shitty, but I’m not gonna hold it against you.”