The Seductress

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The ride home had been, surprisingly, a great bonding experience for the two guys. Maybe we could even call them, I dare say, friends. After all, they both thoroughly enjoy making my face burn bright red in irritation, shame, and anger. And maybe, something else.

Either way, once we had gotten home, I had retired to my bedroom. I was fed up with everything that was males. Male dominance, male superiority, male parts, male idiocy, and so on... God knows I experienced way too much of all of those in that ride back.

I had quickly released myself from the bondage that was clothing and I crawled into my beautiful bed with its clouds of cotton, as I let waves of exhaustion engulf me.

And that's how I got here. In my bed. Naked. With, oh too much body heat surrounding me. And as I opened my eyes and saw two half naked assholes laying next to me, I, for lack of better words, went off.

"Octavius!  Colton!" I yelled angrily because who wouldn't be livid when waking up surrounded by two half naked players, with whom you didn't even get to have sex with.

Well, this time, that is.

"Whatttt," Colton groggily groaned as he turned his face towards me. Making his plump, cherry colored lips approximately three inches from mine. Not that I was paying attention to that.

"Get off!" I yelled. Not very loud though, after all, I had just woken up.

"Whyyyyyy," Colton whined, "you are not making O get up." His face morphed into the ultimate pout, and had I not been so annoyed, it might have been cute. Too bad for Colton, I was thoroughly annoyed and not up for his shit on this lovely morning.

"Really Colton? You are not five. Why are you even in my bed?" I exclaimed, irritation leaking from my lips.

"We got lonely," he said as his bottom lip morphed into a whimper.

We? We got lonely? I'm pretty sure that's an oxymoron within itself. You have each other.

"Well I am not, so get off," I said as I attempted to push him off the bed.

But shockingly, I was slightly less strong than the infamous quarterback and as payback he roughly grabbed my butt and pulled me towards him.

"Colton!" At this point I'd like to think I was quite livid, turned on, but livid. "Off!" Maybe not turned on, honestly I am too tired to know my left from my right.

Colton laughed and retracted his hands, yet seconds later, Octavia's cuddled into my back. He  groaned as he nestled his head into the crook of my neck. "Octavius" I groaned, irritated.

"Not yet mom," he groaned. Suddenly I felt something hard pressed against my back, someone was having a very kinky dream.

I think Colton saw me smile because his face changed from tired kitten to angry chimpanzee.

"Why are you smiling?" He asked loudly, his face morphing angrier by the second.

"What?" I giggled.

"I was a foot away from you and you flipped, he's pressed against you and you're laughing?" He said, visibly getting madder by the second. It was definitely three inches not a foot. Dummy.

Whoa. Wait. Is he jealous?

"Is someone jealous?" I taunted.