Opal Langley, a champion figure skater well-known globally, faced an abrupt and devastating halt in his once flourishing career. His mentor, the woman he'd trusted with his skills throughout his formative years, was arrested for horrible offenses...
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Opal's pov
I HAD JUST FINISHED SHOWERING after I woke up to see that Ambrose and Florian weren't in bed I decided to just have some 'me time'. We had been here for a week now and the most we did was sight seeing,
I clutch the towel around me as I took a look in my luggage to see Constantine and Salia had only packed laced shorts and way too tight looking shirts, there were no underwear.. AT ALL!
My luggage had arrived this morning, I was using Florian's clothes which were a bit too loose.
I closed the case of clothing and looked straight at the wall. Well I'm fucked... literally. They really wanted me to get bend over in every position created.
"Opal, dear! Breakfast has arrived."
"Okay!" I picked a black laced pair of shorts and a black shirt which had laced long sleeves, had they plan this out? Ridiculous.
My stomach growled as I got dressed. I rushed down the stairs of the loft and ran into the kitchen. Pastries, fluffy eggs and breakfast meats were spread across the table.
I grabbed a cinnamon roll and took a huge bite into it. "Well I'm offically hard." Ambrose chuckled, kissing my forehead. "Good morning, baby."
"Morning." I licked his nose before plopping down on a seat at the table. "Ambrose you're always hard it's li—-" Florian stopped talking as he set the orange juice down at the table.
"Okay.. umm.. so like we're definitely going to have to fuck you soon, I don't think I can wait another week." Florian rubbed his chin as he examined my outfit.
"See? You get it." Ambrose groaned, taking a seat by me.
He licked at the icing on the side of my mouth and kissed my nose. "However, good morning, petal."
"No one told you guys to wait." I muttered under my breath as I continued to eat my cinnamon roll.
"What was that?" Florian turned around.
"Oh nothing.." I say teasingly.
"Mmm, I'll let it go since you haven't eaten first but right after breakfast I want you on your knees touching yourself with your clothes completely on."
I blinked straightforward.
"Pardon?" I tilt my head.
"You heard him." Ambrose placed food on a place in front of me. "You have to eat something other than sweets."
——- I was on my knees, yes it was completely embarrassing.. the both of them watched me palm myself over my shorts they watched as I pinched at my nipples over my shirt and bend over to feel my own ass.
