Page 31 of Gamers' Omega

I froze, then relaxed as my body remembered what to do. It had been a while since my last kiss, but oh it felt good.

He pulled back as suddenly as he’d initiated the kiss. “I’m sorry. I didn’t ask. Is this…”

“It’s ok,” I interrupted. “I liked it.”

“Really?”

I nodded.

“May I kiss you?”

I nodded again. “Yes.”

Tony tightened one arm around my waist and slid his other hand along my jaw as he drew me in. His lips were soft; a light stubble scratchy against my skin.

A gentle lick was all it took for me to allow him in, and I couldn’t hold back a soft sigh as his tongue slid against mine.

“May I cut in before I play?” Freddie asked from beside me.

Tony released me, and I turned to step into Freddie’s open arms.

Freddie’s kiss was confident. One arm slung low around my waist, while the other hand plunged into my short hair so that he could angle me as he wanted.

Beck and Ian started whooping and hollering from the other side of the hole, and Freddie released me.

“Head on over so I can play,” he said, before pecking my lips.

“Ok,” I replied dreamily.

Tony chuckled and wrapped an arm around me to guide me over the bridge to where the others were waiting.

Ian stepped forward and pulled me into his arms. “Congrats on the hole-in-one,” he murmured before brushing his lips over mine. Ian’s kiss was playful, his tongue teasing mine and making me chase him.

Finally, it was Beck’s turn. He slung an arm across my shoulders and kissed my temple. “I think I’ll save mine for later,” he said. “When we’re not potentially holding up other players.”

There was a flash of disappointment, but I nodded. “Ok.”

He smiled. “I’m also just not into PDAs as much as the others.”

Any lingering disappointment vanished. “I get it.”

“I thought you would.”

We watched as Freddie managed to get par for the hole, and finished just as the group behind us caught up.

“Epic cuddles at home after we’re done here?” Ian asked.

I smiled. “Epic cuddles sound great.”

∞∞∞

It had been a good day. I was lightly pink from the sun, but not burned enough to be a problem, we’d had a ton of fun with both the go-karts and mini-golf, and I was indeed enjoying some epic cuddles.

Somebody had moved the ottoman into the empty space in the U, and the couch had become a giant plush surface that we could all lounge on. It meant that rather than being spread out, we’d piled into the middle so that everybody could cuddle easily.

I was sprawled across Beck’s chest, with Tony resting on my legs. Ian and Freddie were on the other side.

It was comfortable, and I felt supported.