Cuckpersion

Let's Face It

Plans were postponed, apologies and reassurances were given all around, followed by three awkward days of silence. Star finally had enough of the uneasiness and went to meet Tom alone to talk it over.

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“I am SO sorry you had to see that, Tom. I could have sworn I locked that door.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s not like you were doing anything wrong.” Tom looked away from her uneasily, holding his arm shyly.

“I know, but I’m sure it must have made you feel awful, and I’m really sorry…” she reached out and touched his shoulder.

“I-it didn’t feel awful.” Tom half laughed uncomfortably.

“Well, bad.” she rephrased.

“No...good.” Tom said, looking at the ceiling now and completely embarrassed.

“...Hmm?” Star felt like she had missed something.

“I...I kind of enjoyed it. It was...hot.” Tom blushed and looked her in the eyes again with a sweet smile.

“Eh?” Star cocked her head. She couldn’t be hearing this right.

“I don’t know, I just...never got turned on by...this...before.”

“I don’t understand...I-I thought you would be jealous and, you know, angry.”

Tom rubbed behind his neck, “Well...that would’ve been my guess too…”

“Well, I’m sorry you had to see that and it won’t happen again.” She concluded.

“I mean, it could happen again...if you’re up for it. Like, on purpose.” he rolled his eyes coyly. “And with the door closed this time, and I could be in there with you two.”

She stared at him in shock. “You...you want to watch us --- watch me and Marco ---have…”

She was so beautiful, and remembering what he’d seen was filling him with lust and jealousy at the same time. Tom stepped in close to her and narrowed his eyes “I wanna watch Marco Diaz FUCK you, Starship.”

Her face went red. Tom leaned in instinctively to kiss her, heart throbbing for her and loins on fire. He caught himself midway in restraint. She wasn’t his girlfriend anymore. When their bodies were this close, it was hard not to fall back into familiar patterns.

But Star pulled him in for the kiss. After a moment of shock, Tom sank into it and tongued into her for the first time in ages, closing his arms around her small frame and squeezing her.

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“Wait! So…” Marco was confused to the point of disbelief. “He...what?”

“I know! It didn’t make sense to me either. But he’s really into it! He seems to want it….heh, like really badly.” she added softly. She hadn’t told Marco about the kiss. She was still confused about it herself.

“Star, Tom’s messing with you.” Marco said kindly but firmly.

“No, Marco he’s---”

“That’s exactly what he wants you to think,” Marco cut in, “and he knows that’s what you want to hear.”

Star flushed. “Wha--what’s that supposed to mean?” she stammered defensively.

Marco gave her a humorous smile. “Star...he’s your ex...he knows you’re attracted to him…”

“I AM NOT!” Star protested, redder still.

“Mmm.” Marco nodded sarcastically.

Star stammered and looked like she might cry.

“Oh, Star...I didn’t mean it like...c’mere.” He pulled her in for a hug.

“I don’t know what to think, Marco. I mean, I know him. We’ve been friends since childhood. His face...he looked like he was as confused as I was. He wasn’t messing with me, I know it.”

“So...Tom wants to watch us fuck.” he wondered aloud.

“Yeah…”

“Well, what do you think? Do you wanna do it?” he said, arms still around her.

“I’m down if you are.” she laughed nervously.