People Like Us: Part I [MxFxM]

Chapter Forty

After the initial shock of getting his arms and neck violently torn into, Adrian had realized something. That he really took his range of motion for granted. Seriously, he couldn't do shit. Couldn't move his arms too much, because they were numb and he didn't want to risk opening the stitches. He couldn't move his neck really, either, again for the possibility of re-opening the bite mark. In order to look at something, he had to turn pretty much his entire upper body instead of just his head.

Overall, it sucked. It was just a good thing he only had a week or so of school left, because he wasn't getting shit done with how his arms were.

After River had managed to get him cleaned off and into new, not blood-stained clothes, they'd moved over to their room. The babies were asleep in the guest room, which wound up becoming their nursery, and Charlie had moved back into their room at some point, too. There was also the little problem of River's, concerning his hard-on that wasn't going away.

Speaking of River, he seemed to be having trouble sitting still. Not that Adrian blamed him, when he was turned on he didn't really want to sit still either, but still. River was moving around a lot in their room, and Adrian and Charlie really couldn't do much more than watch him from their positions on the bed. Charlie being thrown around earlier probably didn't make her feel any better, and Adrian was, well, covered in stitches.

He was slightly aggravated though, by how she'd occasionally glance over to his arms and quickly look away again.

"So, when exactly did this happen? I know you were in the tub, and the water, but...shouldn't it have gone away, by now?" she asked. River didn't even respond, just settled for huffing and moving over to his dresser, starting on taking off his pants. Adrian wasn't sure what good he thought that would do, but whatever.

"I told him I'd help if I could, but I'm pretty much the Hawaiian equivalent of Frankenstein right now." Adrian said, holding his arms up a little to emphasize his point. Charlie didn't seem to appreciate that, glancing over and frowning before she shook her head.

"We're both kind of unhelpful, here."

River continued to struggle, sitting down on the floor and leaning back against his dresser once his pants were off. "He's kind of fucked. Figuratively, not literally." Adrian said, starting to shrug before he had to stop and wince, sighing heavily.

"He needs something to do though, just wandering around like that is an incredibly frustrating feeling."

"Okay, but what's he gonna do? We're both useless. Of course then again, if someone hadn't violently ripped into me with her teeth." Adrian said, giving Charlie a pointed look that she just sighed to.

"You know I didn't mean to do it, it was an instinctual thing. But that's not the point right now, you can yell at me all you want later. We need to focus on helping River."

Adrian snorted quietly as River seemed to get uncomfortable again, reaching down to readjust himself. "Alright, since you're so focused, any ideas?" Adrian asked Charlie.

She paused at that and frowned again, thinking for a few seconds. "I don't know. He reacts to warm, wet things. Neither of us can really...give him that, right now."

Which was a fair point. Neither of them could have sex with River, and Adrian definitely couldn't do a blowjob, with his neck, but what about Charlie?

"Charlie, I was under the impression that you'd done blowjobs before."

"I have, but he'd need to stay still, and I don't know that he would. I'd rather not risk it." Charlie replied with a small shrug.

River got up and started pacing at that, a very uncomfortable expression on his face as Charlie and Adrian just watched him move around the room. Charlie seemed a bit concerned, but Adrian settled for just raising an eyebrow as he thought.