Page 103 of As The Shifter World Turns
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BEST FRIENDS
Neil
“Charlie’s asleep, but if he wakes, wait and see if he puts himself back to sleep.”
Martin sighed. “I live here too, love. I know the routine.” He kissed me. “Go and have fun with your friends.”
“Okay.” Archer was picking us up. Me, Anthony, and Ivor. We’d asked Daire but it was date night with Nate. We would have invited Anthony anyway, but he was having a hard time of it lately with the phone hang ups and stuff. I’d found my red bag. It was left on the porch of Sunshine Manor but someone had rifled through it, so I tossed the makeup and bought new stuff and sent all the clothes to be dry cleaned.
“I’ll walk you out.” We were being extra careful worried that Len could be lurking. “Toby, I’ll be back in one minute,” he yelled. “Just going next door. Listen for Charlie in case he wakes.”
“Okay.”
I felt bad leaving my mate at home but the four of us had been trying to arrange a night out for a while and we’d had to postpone a few times. While I was over the moon excited Martin had temporary work with Ryder, his head was not in the best place. Losing a job he was good at and had been doing for years put a huge dent in his confidence.
And while he had a job for however long the project lasted, I had an image of him watching TV all hours of the day and night and eating junk food when it ended. I pictured my mate coming with me to the manor when I was working in 2A and us falling over one another.
Martin needed to talk about why he’d been let go and I had to remember he’d been traumatized by losing his job and it was my role as his mate to be supportive.
“Are you sure you’re okay? I can cancel.” I didn’t want to but I had to offer and if he wanted me to stay, I’d do it.
“No, go. Toby and I are going to plan the next LARP.”
“Great.” I wasn’t going to be a servant next time.
Martin took me to the Sunshine Manor porch where Ivor was waiting with Anthony. And right then, Archer drove up and we piled in. Anthony peered out the back window as Archer drove off. We’d discussed whether to go somewhere busy or a small, quiet place but decided on the former, figuring there was safety in numbers.
“I need a plate of carbs,” I announced as the four of us settled in a booth. My friends agreed, though as Archer was vegetarian, we also ordered green dishes and not just brown!
“How’s Martin coping?” Ivor asked as he sipped his drink and Archer munched on fries.
“Much as you’d expect. His pride’s hurt and he’s worried about money. But thank you so much, Ivor, for thinking of him.” Of course he was concerned about finances for when the job with Ryder ended. But I was working and we were incredibly fortunate not to be paying a mortgage or rent on our apartment. And what Daire was asking for 2A and 2B was tiny compared to the market rate.
“No need to thank me. He was the best person to fill that vacancy. I’m just sorry it’s not permanent.”
That was the thing. As it wasn’t permanent, Martin was constantly looking ahead to the future, which was the sensible thing to do, because unemployment was looming. And while we were both relieved he’d be getting a paycheck, he was a little down, wondering what he’d done wrong at his former job, even though I reassured him it was a cost-cutting measure and had nothing to do with his ability to do the work. He knew that but the self-doubt remained.
“I can’t tell you how much the new job has helped his state of mind.” My friend nodded. “But the whole—is it Len or is it someone else?— playing mind games isn’t helping.” I put a hand on Anthony’s shoulder as he was bearing the brunt of it. Daire had put a lock on Anthony’s bedroom door which gave him some peace but the manor family was meeting to discuss the situation in the next few days. We couldn’t go on living like this.
Anthony had huge dark circles under his eyes and his work was affected. He was jumpy and lacked concentration. And I was, too. We were trying to muddle our way through but not having much success.
“We’ve got Dyani sleeping with us,” Ivor admitted. “As well as putting in additional cameras than what Daire installed. Any loud noise, and I jump, thinking someone’s trying to break in.”
“I’m not sure I can take too much more of this,” Anthony added as he took a mouthful of his drink .
“Why don’t you come and sleep in our basement apartment,” Archer suggested. “We’re using one of the bedrooms as an office but you’re welcome to sleep in the other one.”
“That’s kind of you, Archer. I might take you up on that.”
Daire
“That dinner was so good. We should go back there again soon.” Nate and I were walking hand in hand to the car.
“Mmmm.” He nibbled the soft part of my ear and his hot breath on my skin had my cock stiffen. “Are you tired?”
“Not at all. You?”
“Nope.” He popped the p as he unlocked his car. “Not sure I can make it home though.”
We hadn’t had any alcohol and he just said he wasn’t tired. Was he about to throw up? “Did the food not agree with you?” I asked.
“No, silly. I want to fuck you but home is too far away.”
“Oh. Ohhhh!”
“Get in the back.”
I was thankful we hadn’t brought the van. That would have been awkward. Well, more awkward than having sex in the back seat like a couple of teenagers. “Yes, sir.” I tumbled onto the seat while my hand went to my zipper.
Nate was already panting as he was sort of on top of me trying to get his jeans off. “Fuck.” He gave up and pulled them to his hips. His hard cock sprang out and slick streamed from my hole. I just had to get his dick in me but that was proving difficult.
“Lift up your butt.” Nate yanked my pants off and I spread my legs. “You’ll need to get up, babe and sit on me. That’ll be easier. He had his hand on my cock pumping it and my mind was focusing on that as I fumbled and managed to straddle him. I gazed down, and a street light outside illuminated his hard erect dick standing upright.
“Are we crazy doing this when anyone walking past might see us?”
“Who cares,” Nate mumbled as he lowered my hips and I took him in. All of him. All of his many inches were buried in my ass.
I leaned my head on his, concentrating on the desire pumping through my veins and the goosebumps crawling over my skin. “I love your cock,” I whispered. “Especially when it’s filling me.”
“You’ll have to do most of the work.”
I got up on my knees so only the tip remained in my ass. “You mean like this.” And I fell onto him, taking him in again.
“Gods, give me a warning when you’re about to do that. I almost came.”
“Warning! Warning! Warning!”
He giggled and I slammed onto him. Once, twice and then I lost count because sweat was pouring into my eyes and his fingers were pressing into the soft flesh on my hips. There was only Nate and me and the damned car. There were no more words. Just grunting and moaning as I flung my head back and one of Nate’s hands went to my length. He tugged it and bright lights exploded in front of my eyes.
My body was tingling as Nate’s hand and cock had an orgasm hurtling toward me. “Love, I can’t hold on.” We'd barely started fucking and I was going to end it but I couldn’t hold back.
“I’m coming with you,” he yelled as cum exploded from my length and Nate came in my channel, followed by his knot claiming my ass.
Now we were stuck here, unable to move until his knot deflated. Maybe we should have thought about that. But I loved being this close to him and rested my head on his shoulder as our breathing returned to normal.
“Isn’t that Nate’s car?”
Fuck. That was Ivor. “Don’t look at us,'' I mumbled into Nate’s shoulder.
He snorted with laughter and said, “We’re two consenting adults. And we’re mated. We’re not doing anything wrong.”
“Tell that to the police when they arrest us for indecent exposure.”
“Not going to happen,” he assured me.
“What if Toby’s with them? Neil will be furious with us.”
Muffled voices outside the car had me turn my head. There were four pairs of legs, none of which looked like Toby. But then four heads were lowered and they peered through the fogged up windows.
“I can’t see. What’s happening?” Neil asked.
There were giggles from Archer and Ivor. I yelled, “We’re fucking. Go away.” Now the four of them were in full blown hysterics. “Go home. You should be in bed.”
“Isn’t that what we’re supposed to say to you?” Ivor noted.
Smartass!