Indebted Love

♡ trente ♡

The morning-after pill tasted like any other pill. Not even a second later I prayed to God for forgiveness and for the pills to work (I don't think it will honestly). I barely breached the topic of my relationship status- the two men I... that word- my feeling for them is the same.

Amplified even as Seth wraps his arms would mine, says Amen after me, kisses me, and tells me I look beautiful today. I loved the way he looked at me. Like I'm the most bountiful girl in the world. Without a doubt I am his, he is mine and we both know that Angel isn't in the way. We're a trouple, I think, turning around and cupping Seth's cheeks as we kiss.

He pins me against the bathroom counter, hands roaming all over my body, fingers slipping inside my robe and over the curve of my breasts.

I gasp as he pinches a nipple, Seth taking the opportunity to slide his tongue inside my mouth, long powerful strokes and biting my lips have me gasping for air.

"Do you want to shower together?" I whisper, hoping in one way or another this world of Seth and I remains in the four walls of the cabin.

"Yes please," Seth answers, smiling wide as he looks at me with hooded eyes.

My cheeks burned up as I realised what he was thinking and bit my lips.

"We just shower, "I say, even though I'm not convinced. Last night. Last night was good. So good.

"I know."

I gently push Seth away so I can breathe and think. Walking to the shower, I turn it on, letting the water run on my fingers to check the temperature. Once satisfied, I turn around to strip, avoiding Seth's eyes as he does the same and pressing my lips tight as his body brushes against mine when we get into the shower.

Being the gentleman Seth is, he lets me get wet first, preparing my washcloth to get soapy, and washes my arms and legs; nothing too sexual except my mind and eyes constantly eyeing his erection and thinking about the car ride. How big and full it felt.

I close my eyes as I rinse myself, crooking my neck to the side so my hair doesn't get wet, and turn around to wash my face. Once I'm done, I let Seth shower, getting his washcloth soapy and gently, almost memorized, I rub against his arms and chest.

Seth finished the rest of his body, turning around for me to do his back, over the scars and the muscles. Underneath it all he's beautiful. Kind in his way, selfless, and passionate about the things/ people he loves.

Seth relaxes into my touch as I detach the showerhead, rinsing off the soapy residue of his skin, and watching him close his eyes in contentment. I couldn't help running my fingers over his hardened abs and the deep v-line of his pelvis, letting the water run over his erection, watching it twitch under the warm waterworks.

"Don't start something you can't finish." Seth's voice was rasp as he opened his eyes, an unreadable expression plastered on his face.

"What do you mean can't?"? I whispered, leaning in and focusing on spraying water on the head of his cock.

White glistening precum erupts from the tip and Seth inhales deeply, hands clenched by his sides but he doesn't touch me or do anything without my permission.

"I was holding back last night." Seth grits out, eyes closed and moaning out loud as I stroke him slowly, still letting the water run.

"How much?"

My arousal has my brain fuzzy as I contemplate taking Seth in my mouth. Which would only start a whole sex dance I'm not sure we have the time for.

"A lot," Seth grunts, hands flat on the see-through glass and the tile walk beside us. I smile as I look at him, seeing that beautiful face full of emotions and expression- he's close.