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They stumbled into the house together, too tired to speak, grateful for being safe and a place to rest.
They day had been long and intense, adrenaline had drained their bodies. It felt like a lifetime since they had found each other again, but it had been less than 20 hours.
Nick looked back to Sel and Bree and made the decision for them, lead them all straight to the bedroom. They stripped themselves of the sweat drained grubby clothing and let themselves fall on to the bed. Bree was to exhausted to feel insecure about all the skin she was showing right now, or the feeling of the bare skin from both boys. All she wanted was to feel them near her and sleep.
They snuggled up close together, holding on to each other tight. Sels warmth was enough to keep them comfortable and soon they slid into a deep and dreamless sleep.
Bree drifts in a space between sleep and waking for a while, lingering in the slumber, faintly aware she is not alone, but not ready to wake up just yet.
That is, till she feels slight movement on one side. A shower of light sparks warms her skin, hair brushes up against her shoulder and electrified butterfly kisses are slowly pressed against her collar bone, her jaw, on her eyes. She flutters her eyes open to be met by 2 pools of molten gold. She half closes them again in delight, a smile spreading across her face. Hmmm. Her hand moves up to reach for him to pull him into a kiss but is caught in swift fingers. A cheeky smile on his face. The kisses continue, on her fingers, her palm. As the sensation moves up slowly to the soft tissue of the inner side of her under arm she takes the opportunity to let her hand slip into his hair and let the sensation of its silkiness tease her skin. God this feels amazing.
Slight movement to her other side now, Nick feels the stimulation pulse through her and stirs at it. She draws to her side and pulls Sel in close so that he spoons her, a hand on her solar plexus. She hears a soft purr at her ear, feels it vibrating through her chest and drinks it in while she turns her attention to Nick, tracing a finger over his chest in slow motion, pressing a kiss on his shoulder. He opens his eyes sleepily and lazily turns to his side to face her. Taking his time while his eyes take in her features, her eyes, her lips, the line of her jaw. He leans in for a kiss, his mouth open, warm and soft, the kiss lingering, stilling, rekindling again. He lets his hand wander over her hip, onto Sels, tracing up slowly over the small of his back, gently increasing pressure to draw him in closer. Sel responds by taking his hand from Bree's stomach and to the side of Nick's ribs, following the line of them till he finds his spine, spreading his hand wide and drawing him in closer too. Bree is snug between them, enveloped in a mingle of ceder and smoke, all warmth and the light buzz of magic on her skin. Forehead resting against Nicks jaw now. Sel's breath warm at her ear. A tear is dropping slowly from the corner of her eye to the sheets below as she lets herself feel the love that's here between them. Her heart feels so big and full right now that it almost hurts. She would like to stay here forever.
They lay there cuddled up in silence a while longer, simply taking in the delicious feeling of being together.
Then, slowly, hands start moving, exploring. Fingers tracing curves, tattoos, long lines of muscles. Lips brush gently against exposed skin, kisses pressed to the scars that are part of them now. They move as if being one, a smooth harmonic motion. Affection being extended from one to the other, all three in desperate need of loving touch and connection. Somewhere in the flow her mouth finds Sels and she gasps, opening her eyes and meeting his. All sleepiness has dissipated, what fills them now is a pulse of pure want and desire. Aware that she needs to slow down, this urgency that she is feeling was not her intention for now. But, God, can it feel any better then this? Then she finds out that, yes, it can. Nick's flow has let him to trace a hand over her back while he presses kisses to Sels upper arm, shoulder, tracing up. She takes the opportunity to pull back a bit so she can cool off, Nick proceeding to Sel's neck and jaw. She leans back to make space, in awe of this man. Nick catches the back of her neck and pulls her close for a moment and a tender, deep kiss. Then he turns to Sel, desire and longing obvious in their eyes. There is no hesitation or question left. Their mouths find each others and they loose themselves, completely absorbed in the experience of their surrender. She hums at the sight of it, biting down on her bottom lip, pleasure building more intense, her insides feel like they could explode. Sels hand strokes her back while his other hand is in Nicks's neck, aiding the intensity of their kiss. A laugh starts bubbling up from within, the intensity of feeling seeking a way out. It escapes her in a joyous sound of pleasure and release. The boys pause for a second. A reckless grin spreads across Sels face. Nick chuckles, his forehead lightly leaning on Sel's chin as he catches his breath. Oh, this feels good. So good. Bree lets herself sink deeper into the blankets and pillows. “Yeah” she says. “Yeah” the other two respond before they find each other again. She lets her body relax fully, drinking it all in, letting the waves of pleasure move through her as she closes her eyes and breathes in and out slowly, savoring it. “Yeah”.
Safe, free, together, alone. Finally. They haven't talked yet, about 'this', what they have together and what that means. But . . . it doesn't really matter. This is what they fought for, and this is what they had won.