They Motivate Me (OT4/G!P)

-5-

Leigh-Anne

I woke up the following morning, groggy and on top of Jade. My face was in her crook of her neck and her arm wrapped around mine limply.

Her head was turned to the side and soft breaths came from her nose. I glance at her neck, seeing a nice hickie on her sweet spot. I lean in a peck the bruised flesh gently.

Afterwards, I cuddle back into her, sighing contently while closing my eyes briefly. In the mist of them still going at it, Jade and I migrated to the bed. I was beyond exhausted, so I didn't even stay up to watch them like I usually would do.

A few minutes later, I feel movement. I open my eyes again, catching the youngest sitting up with a blonde mess on top of her head.

I suppress a giggle since, right now, her hair looks incredibly messier than Jade's. I swear, she has the wildest sex/bed head and it's crazy.

Perrie sits up all the way, rubbing her eyes a bit before running a hand through her hair a few times. Her little cute pout makes an appearance when she realizes how rough her hair is.

"Yours is worse than Jade's right now," I say softly, loud enough to earn the woman's attention. "Really?" She asks, yawning. I nod, "Yeah. Must've been a wild night?" I smirk.

She lets out a noise telling me that I had no idea how wild those two were. I really think I went dry after Jade.

"You have no idea." Knew it.

I position myself so that I'm laying my head on her chest with my eyes still on Perrie. "And here I thought Jade was the relentless one."

"Aren't we all, though? I mean, Jade and I did catch Jesy suckin' you off," I chuckle, putting my hand under my cheek. "Yeah, you are," I agree. "Also, it's like you can't get enough of each other. I'm actually surprised you're awake right now."

She shrugs, yawning again while glancing at the sleeping brunette. "I just like overstimulatin' her. Well, Jade too, but she's insatiable," she says while motioning to the woman under me.

"I like overstimulating all of you," I say cheekily, earning me an eye roll. It was honestly kind of cute despite the fact she was naked and her rosy nipples were stiff from the slight chill in the room.

The remaining pieces of her shirt still cling to her. I bite my lip subtly.

Damn.

Jade might end up feeling something. And she's never been one to turn down morning sex. But again, I'm still pretty drained.

"I'm gonna go shower now," she asks, snapping me from my naughty thoughts. She slips out of bed, stretching some before finally stripping off the "shirt". I sit up more, checking to see that Jade was undisturbed.

"Can I come with you?" I ask and she grins at me. "Thought you were too drained?" I furrow my brows, "I never said that."

"You don't have to. We've fucked enough for me to know whether you're tired, drained, or dried out." I look at her incredulously, "I'm not any of those." I lie, but the way she's being right now makes me wish I really wasn't.

It ain't gonna stop me, though.

She gets this playful, yet mischievous glint in her eyes. "Prove it." She bites her lip and I quirk my brow at her. Perrie winks at me then turns towards the bathroom with a sway in her hips.

I become mesmerized for a second as I feel myself twitch against Jade's thigh.

I carefully detangle myself from the boneless woman, watching as she curls up right when my feet hit the floor.

I spread the sheet over them evenly before heading towards the bathroom where the water was already running.

The door was wide open, so I slip inside, catching her just as she's getting into the shower. She sees me and smiles, curling her finger at me. I comply, stepping into the sauna-like space.

Perrie immediately wraps herself around me; both arms around my neck and one leg on my hip. Simultaneously, her lips were on mine in burning desire.

We were both sensitive. I could tell since the leg that's on me is trembling and soft noises would flow from her mouth constantly.

I reverse our places, pinning her to the wall. When the hot sprays hit my back, I winced and made an anguished noise. "Are you okay?" She asked after breaking our heavy, teenaged, make out session.

"Just being reminded on how good I am," I give her a cheeky grin. "You'll be the best ever if you fuck me now," her voice drops, causing me to harden. I chuckle seductively, "Say less. Don't be loud, baby. Wouldn't wanna wake our girls up."

———

After struggling to keep the blonde from screaming and waking the entire block, we returned to the room, only to see our loves still asleep and wrapped up in each other.

Perrie and I decided to dry off and go down to make breakfast. We remained nude, having the speaker on playing light, relaxing music while we prepared the meal.

Just as we were filling the plates, Jade comes down, hair damp, and in nothing but shorts. "Mornin'," she says, pecking us both on the lips before sitting down in front of a plate.

"Mornin'. Where's Jesy?" I ask, clearing the counters of the ingredients we used. "She's comin'. We got a little caught up," she says as I set her mug of Yorkshire down next to her plate.

"Cheers," she says graciously just as Jesy comes down. Her being the most dressed out of us all; wearing her George Michael t-shirt and some short shorts.

"A little caught up, you say?" Perrie smirks while eyeing the two. "You have no room to say anything, Pez," I say to her, making Jade snicker. "Jade, you either. I woke up with your face between my legs," Jesy says, kissing Pez and I like Jade had.

"I didn't hear you complainin'," Jade says coolly, taking a sip of her tea before flinching. "The tea is hot," she says in a Californian accent, making me laugh.

Perrie was too busy stuffing her face.

"Eat shit, Jade," she says, holding her middle finger up at her. "Nah, I'm already eating my second breakfast."

"And here we all thought Perrie was the one who's always eating."

"But are you complainin', though? Are you complainin'? No? Okay, you're welcome," she takes a bite of her food once I finally sat down with them.

"Can we get through one breakfast without you two going back and forth?" I ask rhetorically. Both shake their heads.

"No."

"Nah, sorryboutit."

Five years of this... and I don't want it any other way.