The Birds Of Prey // Endgame??

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Yours, mine, ours

TWO WEEKS AND A FEW DAYS LATER...

AT NIGHT

Yayora walks out of her mauri to get some air. It had been some time and each girl had been good with their significant other.

Yayora was longing the touch that used to make her smile. She walks down the beach where she notices two familiar silhouettes.

She smiles to herself remembering the night they had on this beach.

She walks down and takes a breath before taking her rightful seat in between the boys.

She pulls them both in by their necks as she kisses their foreheads. "I miss you both, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you at first." She sighs.

The boys both hug her tightly. "Oh thank Eywa, I missed you" Rotxo whispers.

"I missed you too baby," Yayora smiles at him. Rotxo looks up at her with the widest smile on his face.

He then looks down at her lips, slowly leaning in as Yayora finds herself doing the same.

He cups her cheek as their lips meet. A sweet, and soft kiss. They part the kiss with smiles on the faces.

"My turn," Aonung pushes her down to the sand as he gets on top of her and pulls her into a deep kiss.

Yayora wraps her arms around his neck as she smiles during the kiss, she could tell that she was missed.

Rotxo chuckles before pushing Aonung off her and laying on her stomach.

"I see you, Yayora." Rotxo plays with her songcord.

The girl gasps at his words. Aonung comes over and lays on her chest, "I see you, Ikeyni'ite"

"I see you both." Yayora states. "Can we go to our spot?"

Both boys look up at her before smirking with each other as they get up and fix to help her up.

Yayora chuckles before taking their hands as she is first to run into the water and dive in, calling for her ilu.

She rides first, Aonung and Rotxo right behind her.

She arrives at the cave and gets out of the water before slowly walking towards the spot that they slept on last time.

Yayora reaches the spot and takes a seat as she waits for the boys who soon arrive.

They stand there, unknowing of what to do. Yayora could sense the tension, the sexual tension between them.

"Come here," She pats the spaces next to her.

They boys almost immediately take their seats next to her. Yayora turns to Rotxo and slowly leans in, the boy leaning in as well. She stops, teasing.

She chuckles softly at his whining expression before pulling him into a kiss, the two beginning to make out.

Rotxo's hand moves from cupping her face to sitting in her inner thighs.