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This king-sized bed is fancy.
Nice hotels shouldn't be anything special by now, but as she lies in this bed next to Nora and Pez, June feels like a new person. Nora's lips are against her neck — not kissing, just resting there, too tired and sated to move. June's face is on Pez's shoulder as his hand traces patterns on her back. It's quiet. It's nice.
"Do you need anything, my loves?" Pez asks, softer than June's ever heard him. She smiles as she feels Nora shuffle behind her, stretching like a cat awakened from a nap.
"Just water," Nora yawns, smiling lazily.
"Of course. And you, dear?" he pets the back of June's head, and she practically melts.
"Yeah, that sounds good," she nods, secretly disappointed that they can't just lounge in bed and cuddle up together. They have the rest of the night for that, she supposes.
Pez kisses each of their foreheads before pulling on a robe and leaves the bedroom.
"So," Nora asks when Pez is out of earshot. She pushes herself up on an elbow, eyeing June. "You into him?"
June giggles, "How could I not be?"
"He really is something, isn't he?"
"Are you into him?"
"Obviously," Nora wiggles her eyebrows. "I've only ever come that many times with my vibrator."
June feels her face heat up at that knowledge. "Good to know."
There's a conversation lingering in the air. The what are we conversation. How do you even approach that?
June wants to tell herself that threesomes between friends don't have to mean anything, but she knows that's not true. She knows that she craves Nora's touch just as much as Pez's, and she knows that Nora feels the same about her.
Nora watches her during the silence, lips quirking into a small smile. "June. Just— come here."
June nods and scoots forward, head resting on Nora's pillow. They've done this a thousand times before, but it somehow feels different. It shouldn't, really.
Nora sighs and gently runs her hand down June's arm, side, and back. June winces at the slight soreness of her muscles, and Nora glances up at her through her eyelashes. "You okay?"
June grins and nods, "Yes, Nor. I'm great."
Pez enters the room with two cups of water in his hands and one precariously balancing between his arm and chest. "How are we feeling, my lovely ladies?"
June giggles at the awkward shuffle as he places all three cups on the bedside table and crawls into bed between the girls. "Thank you, Pez," she says sincerely, placing a hand on his cheek and bringing him in for a kiss.
"Anything for you," he responds and turns to Nora, who's already trying to strip him of his robe. "And you," Pez smiles and kisses her lips as well.
Pez knows how to make people comfortable and satisfied. When they lay back down to rest, he easily massages away any pain June and Nora might have. He doesn't expect anything in return, but the two shower him in affection anyway.
They fall asleep like that. Three bodies, tangled together in between hotel sheets and robes. Naked and lax, warm and giddy. In the morning, they won't regret a thing, except for when June and Nora bid Pez goodbye as they all make their way back home.