Not So Delicate ||18+|| ✔️

Brooklyn ~26~

I couldn't help but smile at Atticus when he poked my cheek. I looked at Callan to see him smiling softly, a slim look of hope in his eyes. I stepped away from them to be able to see all three of them. Zachary looked at me with the same look Callan had.

"I'll... I'll think about it." I say softly, giving them a small smile. I saw Zachary's shoulders relax a little. Looking at Callan, his eyes seemed to light up a bit more. Then my eyes moved to Atticus, and for the first time, his eyes held more than just a flame.

"Good." Callan smiled, he stepped towards his desk and pulled out a black mask, similar to the one I was wearing. However, this mask had splatters of Red, Gold, and Silver. The same colors of the masks they wore. I hadn't seen Zachary's but I suspect it was silver splattered. "You have an option."

"You can wear that mask and show every other person in this vicinity that you're unavailable, or, wear your normal one and mingle. We won't be upset or anything seeing as though you haven't confirmed nor denied being ours." Zachary explained after, I gently took the mask in my hands and stared at it.

"Thank you." I mumble, giving them another smile. Atticus walked toward the door and held it open, nodding for me to follow. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight." Zachary and Callan said in unison, giving me smiles. I walk towards Atticus, seeing he had his mask back on now. We both walk out the office, his hand on my lower back to guide me down the stairs. The bouncer looked at us and widened his eyes before nodding at Atticus and I.

Once we were back downstairs, Atticus turned me around to look at him. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear so I could hear him over the gentle hum of the music. The man was so silent even when he walked.

"Be careful. Goodnight." He leaned away and shot me a wink before walking off. I walked through the crowd of people, the new mask held tightly in my hand. Should I wear it? If I wore it, everyone would know that I wasn't up for grabs. But if I didn't, someone would probably make a move and I'd have to reject them.

Reject? Why would I have to reject them? I wasn't theirs yet and they weren't mine. If I did agree to this, would we be exclusive? Would it be a boyfriend and girlfriend type of relationship? Or would it just be dominant and submissive? Just sex?

I had so many questions and so little answers. I couldn't just walk back up there and ask them all these things, they'd probably get the wrong idea and expect me to say yes to the relationship.

What if it was just sex? I didn't want that. I want to go out on cute little dates, cuddle, do whatever a healthy couple do. If this was just sex, I'm afraid I'll have to say no. Hell, how am I gonna tell them I'm still a virgin??

Would they want me still? Not many men want virgins. Especially one that's as old as I am. I mean, who hasn't had sex at 26?

My thoughts were put to a halt when Milo and Ethan came into view. I rushed towards them and gave them a big smile.

"Oh my words. You went and got your back blown out didn't you??" Milo nearly screamed, pulling me into a hug. "I looked everywhere for you, bitch where were you?!"

"Sorry, honey." I chuckle. Then his words registered. I slapped his arm and glared at him. "I did not. But I was with someone. I'm fine though."

"Did you..?" He asked, wiggling his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Why do I even ask?"

"I do need to talk to you though... I'm having a crisis." I tell him. He looks at Ethan then back at me.

"Tell me." I smile at his concern and show him the mask. "That's your crisis?"

"Let me talk, damn." I huff. "I was asked by three guys to be their submissive-"

"What?!" Milo grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard. "You're crazy! You don't even know them!"

"I will tape your mouth shut. Let me talk!" I scold him. Ethan snorts and pats Milo on the back. "I do know them. Well, I know them enough. I just... I needed a second opinion."

"Do they make you feel safe?" Milo asked softly, stretching his hand out to grab mine. I bite my cheek and nod, my eyes glossing over.

"They make me forget." I whisper, trying to keep the memories away. Milo smiles softly and pulls me into a hug.

"I love you so much and I wish you never went through that but... I'm just very dirty minded." He said, trying not to laugh. I look at him confused before it registered in my mind.

"I don't like you." I huff, not able to stop the smile from taking over my face.

"Can I say something?" Ethan asked softly. I look at him and nod. "Do you want to be with them?"

I thought for a moment. Did I?

Girl you literally dream of them.

"Yes." I whisper, making him smile.

"I say go for it. And I have friends that won't hesitate to castrate them if they hurt you." He said casually. Milo and I stared at him dumbfounded. "I didn't say that..."

"You know I'm here for you, babe. Go for it." Milo said sweetly, giving my hand a squeeze. I look down at the mask in my other hand.

"Thank you guys." I mumble, removing my plain mask. I put on the mask Callan gave me, giving the boys a smile.

"Okay, now I'm curious. Who are they?" Milo asked excitedly. I shook my head softly and chuckled.

"I can't say names yet. Not until everything is discussed." I say with a sorry smile. His shoulder slumps and he rolls his eyes.

"Fine. Do you want something to drink?" Milo asked, gesturing for me to follow. I nod softly and sit on one of the stools by the bar, the cold leather stinging my thighs.

"I'll just have a virgin Pina colada." I tell him. He nods and gestured for the bartender.

"Hi there. Can we get a rum and coke for me, a gin and tonic for him and a virgin Pina colada for her, please." Milo ordered, the bartender looked at me, his eyes widening.

"The drinks are on the house." The bartender says, giving my mask a once over before preparing the drinks. Odd.

"Damn. He was knocked dumb from my gorgeousness." Milo flipped his invisible long hair. Ethan and I snorted and shook our heads. The drinks arrived and we just talked amongst each other.

I spaced out for a few moments, deciding on something.

"Thanks for the drink guys, I'll find you two later." I say, hopping off the stool.

Curse my 4'2 stature.

I laugh at my own jokes.

With a smile I walk towards the stairs, smiling at the bouncer. He smiles back and steps to the side, letting me walk back up.

I walk down the hall and towards the door I went in previously. Knocking softly, I stand there nervously.

And the tidal waves comes crashing in.