cocoon || reece bibby

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1 week later

"hi." i said, offering a smile to my sister when i opened the front door to her, and i picked up dylan.

grace and i made up, we understood and appreciated the other's side, and realised our relationship shouldn't suffer because of our mother.

"thank you so much for having him." grace smiled, and i nodded, taking dylan upstairs, as she had to go out.

i went up to my bedroom where reece was, and the puppies came in, dylan fussing them happily.

two of my friends, sarah and brooke, were over currently, we were all in the lounge, and we had ordered chinese and were having a bit of a girls night, dylan and reece upstairs.

i heard feet softly padding down the stairs, then heard, "ella?"

"hi, baby." i smiled when dylan sleepily walked into the lounge and i extended my arms to the little cutie.

"uncle reece fell asleep." dylan stated, rubbing his eyes.

"excuse me." i said to sarah and brooke.

"it's alright." sarah smiled, brooke nodding in agreement.

i picked dylan up and started to walk upstairs, "dyl, you should be asleep too. it's pretty late, baby."

"sorry." he mumbled sleepily.

"it's okay. i just don't want you to be tired." i said, rubbing his back gently.

walking into my room, i saw reece asleep on the side of the bed closest to the door, and climbed over him, dylan still in my arms.

i knelt next to reece's sleeping body, and snuggled dylan up under to covers next to him.

"you go to sleep, okay, baby? reece is here and i'm downstairs if you need me. sleep well." i smiled, kissing him on the forehead and kissing reece on the cheek, before returning back downstairs.

i walked into my bedroom tiredly, at about 1am, sarah and brooke having just got a taxi home, and i took my clothes off, putting one of reece's t-shirts on, and got into bed between him and dylan.

"hi, princess." reece mumbled in my ear, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling my back to his chest.

"i love you." i said, turning in his arms to kiss him.

"i love you too." he replied when i pulled away and lay on my back, his arms still around me and one of my arms around an asleep dylan.

blake and george came over about 9am (yes, blake actually willingly got out of bed!), and i'd made breakfast for the five of us.

reece sat next to me, george and blake opposite us, dylan at one head of the table.

i felt a warm palm on my knee and a small smile spread across my lips as i placed one of my hands gently over reece's for a few moments before i used my hand to grab my glass.

reece's hand started to trail up and down my thigh, his fingertips on my inner thigh, as i tensed a little to try and cover it up.

i gasped as his hand went even higher, blushing lightly as all heads turned to me, as reece sat with a smug smirk on his face.

"oh, ow, i.. um bumped my toe on the chair, while swinging my leg." i lied, my hand going over reece's as i moved his hand back down my leg.

i saw a flicker of amusement in blake's and george's eyes as they guessed what was actually going on, dylan continuing to eat obliviously.

a moment later, reece moved his hand so his fingertips were under my thigh, his hand gripping my mid-thigh, thumb rubbing up and down a small part of my leg gently, and i shuffled on my seat.

to get back at him, i trailed my own hand up reece's leg, palming him, his hand removing itself from my thigh, and i removed my hand once i felt him become a little hard.