Indebted Love

♡ vingt neuf ♡

A smile, cheek to cheek, on my face, skin glowing, and a beautiful yellow sundress twirling around as I spin for Seth and Angel. Showing them my outfit for the church camp drive and wanted to bask in their praise and glory.

"It's a little short," Angel starts, circling me as I stand still, following him with my head, "but you look gorgeous. Your skin," he reaches to trail his fingers over my arm, the curve of my waist and his lips flesh against my cheek with his front- growing arousal to my back.

"You smell so fucking good." He inhales, using his other free hand to grab my chin and turn the other way as he kisses my neck and jawline.

"You're such a weirdo, Angel." I laugh, eyes closing as electricity from his touch sends fire all over my body.

"I'm your weirdo," he says against my skin, pulling away slightly and spinning me around to capture my lips.

I wrap my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me, feeling his silk hair under my fingertips, and focused on the way his body attuned to the feel and taste of me. His cologne in my nose as I kiss his cheeks, jawline, and neck, his stubble grazing my skin but I don't mind.

When we catch for air, our eyes meet and unspoken words of you and love and I at the edge of our lips. They are the same, letters put together randomly and held meaning that remains unchanged for centuries-

"Holy shit, you look hot," Seth's voice was another daydream I don't want to escape.

A brighter smile on my face, ear to ear. His arm over my waist, the other cupping my face leans in for a nice sweet kiss. We both blink slowly as we pull away, still high from the intimacy and lost in our little world as we stare into each other's eyes.

"Thank you for compliments babes," I grin, heart racing as I finally settle on the nicknames and endearments, "You treat me so well and I've never been this happy."

"Good," Seth kisses the back of my hand, eyes closed a millisecond and I see how relaxed his exhale was.

"Your happiness is our top priority," Angel added, leaning to kiss my cheeks and standing behind me, wrapping his arms around my stomach and envelopes with his large build.

"Ooh thank you for the financial aid by the way. The kids will have a real church camp experience like in the American films." I say chuckling as Seth smiles.

My exhale was relaxed too, my body humming with peace and lightness I never experienced before.

"You're welcome baby," Angel replies, kissing my temple and holding for a moment longer for his satisfaction. I lean into him and he holds me. I looked at Seth after a beat of a moment, and saw the gleam of hope in his eyes, staring at the both of us.

Butterflies violently swarm in my stomach as Seth wraps his arms around me, not too tight or spacious, but with enough warmth in the middle I feel everything at once. The meaning of those words is in Angel's playful push against Seth, who rolls his eyes and backs away before kissing my cheeks the same time Angel does.

I am a letter and word I associate with myself, the subject of a blessing to come.

Love is symbolic, a feeling and word written 551 (NIV) times in the bible- a blissful feeling in my heart at my sleeves as I kiss Angel with the care and delicacy of a butterfly.

You are word, I associate with Seth and Angel, two males with the same undeniable passion and care for me, evident in their kisses and hugs.

Seth gives Angel extra time for a hug and a heartfelt goodbye, with multiple reassurances that I'll be fine with Seth. I thought I saw Angel's eyes glossy a little, blinked away as Seth enveloped Angel and kissed him. I give my men a moment as I grab my bag from the couch.