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Chapter 28

Anders

“ S o, when are you going to let me fuck that dimple?” Jahmar lightly brushes his lips over said dimple.

I’m lying on the deep sofa with Jahmar sprawled on top of me, slotted perfectly between my legs, exactly where he belongs.

I chuckle and twist to give him a chaste kiss on the side of his dumb head. “You’re a strange man, Jahmar Walker.”

“Come on, you’ve gotta be partially into dimple play. You’re always shivering when I dip my tongue in it.”

He then proceeds to swirl his tongue around the divot as I grin shamelessly, and lo and behold, a whole-body shiver trickles through me.

“The fuck is going on here?” Sage barges into the room, wearing a silky, black dressing gown.

After Jahmar and I reunited, we grabbed some fish and chips, returned to the cottage, ate, and got tipsy until Cameron and Sage conveniently needed to shower at the same time.

“Nothing, we were cuddling,” Jahmar mumbles against my neck, nipping at me and making me giggle like a fucking schoolgirl. It’s all very cringeworthy, but I guess this is my life now.

“Nah, from where I’m standing, it looks like our boy Jay-Jay is licking your dimple out.”

Sage aggressively brushes through their thick black hair with a Tangle Teezer.

We hear Cameron thumping down the stairs before we see him. He practically falls into the room and without even an ounce of hesitation, wraps his arms around Sage’s waist and nuzzles the side of their face. They roll their eyes but smile sweetly.

Cameron’s bloody oblivious to our presence, slipping his hand past the fold of Sage’s dressing gown. They playfully slap his hand, but he isn’t deterred.

Jahmar flashes his eyebrows at me, highly amused at my friend’s PDA. Well, it’s more Cameron’s display. I’d love to be a fly on the wall when it’s just the two of them. He’s not a complete leech, though. If Sage wasn’t into all this, he wouldn’t force it.

“So, how long have you two been together?” Jahmar innocently asks.

Sage baulks, mouth opening and closing, fumbling for words.

“Yes, Sage, how long have we been together ?” Cameron asks.

“We are not, I mean, yes, kinda—no, but it’s complicated,” they stutter, cheeks turning two shades darker.

Jahmar releases a boisterous laugh, and Cameron beams. He’s definitely holding onto that yes that was hidden in there somewhere.

“You’re together,” I deadpan.

“No, we’re not! You’ve never even seen us kiss.”

Sage wiggles out of Cameron’s hold and stomps across the room, flopping onto the cosy armchair by the bay window.

“Wanna bet?” I say under my breath, sharing a knowing look with Jahmar.

“What was that look for, you little weasel?” Sage bites.

I shuffle to a sitting position, and Jahmar huffs at me for ruining his human pillow.

“You heard.” I grin at them conspiratorially.

“I’m confused,” Cameron says, scratching his head like the dummy he is.

“In the pool.”

“Oh, do you still have a recording of it? I’ve gotta see that. Sounds hot,” Jahmar adds.

I slam my hand over his mouth and scowl at him. My friends are not yet privy to my perverted ways.

“Hold on a fucking minute, what do you mean? Do you have a recording!?”

Jahmar pulls my hand away from his mouth. “Anders is a peeping Tom,” he rushes out.

“Dickhead!” I hit him in the chest with the back of my hand.

“Sorry, what!?” Sage stands up like they’re about to flip a table.

Cameron steals the armchair and drags Sage onto his lap, wrapping his arms around them to stop them from scratching my eyeballs out.

“You better start talking, Goldilocks.”

“Oh damn, why didn’t I think of that as a nickname for you?” Jahmar teases, running those big paws through my hair. I swat him away.

“I bet Emeralds has security cameras,” Cameron assumes.

Sage digs an elbow into his stomach. “You said there weren’t any. I thought you checked.”

“I did, baby.”

Oh dear god, they’re nicknaming each other already. I had no idea how much their little ‘thing’ had progressed.

“They’re so cute,” Jahmar whispers as they bicker between themselves.

They’re cute, I guess, in a demonic kind of way.

“Surely, there should be a sign or something telling people they’re being recorded in the fucking swimming pool,” Sage grumbles. “That’s got to be illegal, recording people half naked without their consent.”

“Well, not if you’re into it,” Jahmar murmurs, making a blush tingle across my cheeks.

“Alright, I know I’m not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I’m calling bullshit. There definitely weren’t any cameras, they had to be hidden. Dirty perverts,” Cameron adds.

Jahmar snickers beside me. I subtly pinch him or maybe not so subtly as Sage’s eyes catch it.

They jump from their seat and lunge at me, pinching my nipple between their pointer and thumb through my thin band t-shirt, surprisingly hard considering their scrawny arms. I’m used to this kind of violence from Femi, but not them—never underestimate an enby.

“Anders Erikson, you’re hiding something, and I’m not letting go until you fess up.”

Cameron and Jahmar laugh as I squirm in their grasp.

“Spill,” Sage demands, pinching my nipple even tighter. God, what is it with all the physical violence this week?

“Fine, fine, fine,” I chant. They loosen up their grip by a fraction. “I have secret cameras. I’m a freak, ok. I like to watch people, not in a pervy way, though. I swear I didn’t even watch you two. Honestly, it made me feel a little unwell seeing you together. I mean, I do watch Jay in a pervy way, but that’s consensual.”

“Let me see it.”

“What? You wanna see Jahmar?”

“No, you fucking idiot, let me see mine and Cam’s video.”

I huff before relenting. “Ok, fine. But you’ll have to let me go so I can get my phone.”

“Baby, come on, stop. His nip is gonna fall off if you’re not careful,” Cameron says through a hearty chuckle.

I grab my phone, and Jahmar leans over my shoulder as I search the old recordings to find the video. I have a pretty good idea when it was, like I’d forget the night I started stalking my guy.

“Today would be nice.” Sage taps their foot impatiently with a hand on their hip.

I finally find it and pass them the phone. I’ve never actually watched the entire thing, but I have a feeling they weren’t just kissing in the pool.

Sage plonks back onto Cameron’s lap, and we sit there like spare parts while they watch their video.

“Fuuuck,” Cameron drawls. “That’s really fucking hot.”

Sage audibly gasps, their cheeks turning crimson, but they subtly smile.

“We should watch some of our videos together,” Jahmar whispers for my ears only.

“Oh, for sure, I have a special folder with my favourite recordings of you.” As soon as the words leave my mouth, embarrassment floods me.

“I bet you do, my little pervert.”

Jahmar sucks and kisses my neck like my two best friends aren’t in the room, and I melt against the sofa while my cock strains against my fly.

“I’m going to need you to send this to me and delete it immediately after, alright, Anders?” Sage says while they subtly shuffle on Cameron’s lap. He tickles the side of their thigh and whispers something to them, making them shudder.

Bloody hell, the sexual tension in here is suffocating. I’m not sure what’s turning me on more: Jahmar’s tongue that’s now flicking my earlobe or my best friends clearly getting off on my secret videos. It’s all very confusing.

“Cam, I need you to help me with something upstairs,” Sage announces before climbing from his lap, chucking the phone in my lap and heading for the stairs.

“I guess I’ve been summoned.” Cameron’s face reminds me of a kid in a candy shop. It would be sweet if this whole day wasn’t pumped to the brim with sexually charged pheromones.

Jahmar’s already undoing my belt buckle before Cameron leaves the room.

“Send the video, like now!” Sage calls from upstairs, making Jahmar and me tumble into fits of laughter while we undress each other.

I had no idea it would feel so amazing to have my best friends’ and my boyfriend’s worlds merging. We’re our very own fucked up little family. This is all I ever wanted, even if I didn’t realise it until him.