Praise Me [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 31

"I said okay, so stop." Caesar pulled away from Morgan and shrugged his hands off. 

My mind felt blank.

Morgan looked unaffected as he sat back against the bed. "You sure you can do it yourself~?"

Caesar stood up and rolled his eyes at Morgan's teasing tone. "I'm going to shower."

"Uh huh." Morgan dropped his hand to my head and guided my head into his lap. I followed him blindly, still feeling numb as my mind tried to comprehend what he said. "Try not to take an hour again."

Caesar held up his middle finger before walking into the bathroom, making Morgan let out a soft puff of amusement.

"Hey," he scratched behind my ears, "you broken?"

"Yes."

My mind was still trying to catch up with the rest of me. Morgan had somehow coaxed Caesar to try and bottom again, but this time, while I was there. I was more than surprised, considering how he reacted when Morgan told me this morning. 

"You bottom once and it's suddenly grab Caesar's ass whenever you f*****g want." Caesar jerked away from Morgan. "Stop grabbing my ass."

"But it's so cute."

Caesar, who was in between Morgan and I, rolled over me and away from Morgan. I wheezed when his entire weight rolled on top of me before he was clinging to my back. "Harrison, tell him to stop touching me."

"Uh?" I glanced at Morgan while Caesar 'hid' behind me. "Caesar says stop touching him..."

"Tell him I can't help it, he's got such a nice ass."

"Um," I turned my head to glance at Caesar, "Morgan's says no because you have a nice ass."

"Tell him he has a better one."

"..Caesar says you have a better one."

"Tell him he has a tighter ass."

About to relay the message, it didn't click in my head what he said until a moment later. My head snapped back to Morgan. "Huh? How do you know that?"

"..I didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

Caesar slowly scooted away from me.

"Ah, I forgot." Morgan at least looked apologetic that he didn't tell me. "Caesar bottomed for me~ I only fingered him though." Huh?

"Don't say it aloud."

"Why? That's what I did."

"Okay, you don't need to say it."

"Hm? Are you embarrassed?" Caesar scooted to the edge of the bed and stuffed his face in the pillow, unwilling to answer Morgan. His back was facing us but I could still see the tips of his ears were turning pink.

Cute.

My mind was still trying to comprehend what Morgan said.

Caesar bottomed? Caesar?

I tried to picture it in my head, and was surprised to see how easy it was. There was a clear image of him bent over while Morgan f****d him from behind. So vivid and clear that I was almost surprised.

Mentally slapping my hands to my cheek, I cleared the image from my head and turned away from Caesar, feeling somewhat bashful that I was thinking of him like that when he was clearly embarrassed.

I almost startled when I turned towards Morgan to find him already staring at me. "Are you upset I didn't tell you? It happened just yesterday."

My ears flopped when I quickly shook my head. "No, I was just, um, surprised."

"Caesar didn't even wanna tell you~"

"Shut up," Caesar muffled into the pillow, "I was gonna tell him."

Morgan looked doubtful but just hummed softly in response. "I know we've already talked about it, but it's okay to have s*x without all of us, right? You're not upset?"

I shook my head again, feeling grateful that he was asking again. Even though we've talked about it a few times, it was nice to hear him confirm it just in case. "No, I don't care." Then I nudged his foot with mine. "But you have to tell me~"

"I forgot." He whined softly. "Caesar didn't tell you either, scold him."

I peered back at Caesar to see him still suffocating in the pillow. His ears were red now.

It's best to leave him alone.

I couldn't help but think about how it went. I've had s*x with both of them by myself and all together, but it's all been familiar territory. When we tried something new, all of us were there. So when it was just Caesar and I, or Morgan and I, there was nothing to really speculate. It was just the s*x we normally had.

I blinked when Morgan pressed his finger between my eyes. Momentarily going cross eyed, I focused back on his curious gaze. "Why do you look confused?"

"I'm not," I mumbled quietly, not wanting Caesar to hear, "I was just, um, thinking about it."

I thought it would be harder to picture Caesar bottoming. He never seem interested in it, he seemed firmly against it actually. Was that why he was asking me all those questions?

As I thought more about it, I couldn't help but wonder if he picked a day he knew I wouldn't be home. Did he not feel comfortable bottoming in front of me?

The thought, surprisingly, didn't upset me if it were to be true. There were some things that I would feel more comfortable doing with Morgan than Caesar and vice versa. Considering I wasn't a top and he was allowing himself to do something he was so unsure about, it made sense if he didn't want me watching him be so vulnerable.

I wasn't experienced like Morgan was in topping, Morgan was a dom too, he would have an easier time making Caesar feel comfortable and safe enough to try something as unfamiliar as bottoming for him.

If I were to top Caesar, there mere thought had be flushing, I'm sure it would be a mess. He would need to guide me how to do it but he would be just as unsure as I was.

"Oh~?" Morgan drawled. "Are you thinking about me f*****g him?" Unlike me, he didn't lower his voice. I almost wanted to hiss at him to be quiet.

Instead, I quickly shook my head. "No."

Morgan's lips twitched up before he was sitting up to look over at Caesar. "Babe." He reached over and nudged him. "Let me eat you out."

My mind went blank.

Caesar pushed his face further into the pillow and let out a muffled, "No."

"You always say no~" Morgan complained but his tone was light and playful. "I just wanna make you feel good."

"Go away."

As if expecting this reaction, Morgan sat back against the headboard unaffected. "Harrison wouldn't say no."

"Ask Harrison then."

Morgan looked at me. "Can I-"

"No."

"You guys are so mean~"

Caesar turned his head to look at us, still cautious in the way he pressed his face against the pillow secretly. There was a light pink hue dusting his cheeks and an unintentional pout playing at his lips. He's sulking. Cute. "Stop talking about it."

Morgan hummed softly. "Alright."

Caesar stared at him as heavy doubt laced his features. "You won't?"

"Nope~"

"I don't believe you."

Morgan shrugged casually, as if saying that's your problem. "I won't." Caesar made a small noise and went back to suffocating himself in the pillow.

His ears are still red. 

It turns out he didn't stop talking about it, he just waited until Caesar and him were alone. In that short amount of time, Morgan somehow managed to coax Caesar into bottoming again.

I don't know what he said to convince him, considering how reluctant he was, but he still didn't seem all that willing to do it.

My head turned to stare up at Morgan. "Are you sure he's okay with it? I don't think he wants me to see him bottom."

"It's fine." Morgan assured. "I talked about it with him, I wouldn't make him do something he didn't want to. He's just nervous."

I chewed at my lip, still unsure. "What did you say?"

"I asked why he didn't want to bottom in front of you. He's just embarrassed about it, it's not a big deal." He stroked my hair and petted me. "He's just not used to being in that position and not being in control. He'll be fine, if he doesn't like it then we can stop at anytime." 

I made a soft noise when he manhandled me back onto the bed. My head fell back against the pillow as he hovered over me. "You want to see him bottom too, yeah?"

His hair tickled at my cheeks as I gave a meek nod.

"You guys worry too much~" His hand slid down my side to slowly slide up my hoodie. "He worries about what you're gonna think and you worry about what he's gonna think. That's why you guys need to talk to each other." He squeezed my hip. "And stop going through me."

"Sorry." I mumbled.

Morgan pressed his fingers into my cheek to turn my head. A moment later, I felt his lips press to mine in a soft kiss. He tastes like strawberry chapstick.

The thin rings, wrapped prettily, around his fingers were cold against my cheek. I silently wondered if he'd keep them or take them off. Would Caesar mention anything about them? Would he care?

All sorts of thoughts ran through my head until I could only focus on what was in front of me. Morgan pushed my hoodie up until my stomach was exposed while his lips parted. It's always strawberry chapstick.

"Do you like strawberries?"

Morgan pulled back and stared at me. "Yeah, I guess?"

"It's just-" realizing how random it sounded, my face started to flush, "you taste like strawberries."

"Strawberries?" He mused softly. "Yeah, I like strawberries." And then he was tipping my head up to kiss me again.

I don't even know why I asked. His shampoo and conditioner were strawberry scented and he had, like, five packs of strawberry gum lying around the house.

It suits him, I faintly thought.

My thighs unconsciously opened for him to press closer to me. And he did, he lowered himself between my legs so that our barely noticeable bulges were grazing each other.

It had a silent gasp falling from my lips at the sudden touch. We weren't fully hard, not worked up enough from just making out, but as he grabbed my thigh and squeezed softly, I couldn't help but think it wouldn't take long.

My arms loosely wrapped around his neck while he licked into my mouth. He feels hot.

As he massaged my thigh, I faintly remembered him saying he liked my thighs. It was offhanded and said so casually that I almost forgot. His touch is always hot.

I moaned softly when he pulled my thigh up and pressed his lap further into mine. My hips raised, wanting to feel that short moment of pleasure again, before deciding to wrap my legs around his slim waist so were firmly pressed together.

I felt breathless when he finally pulled away. His lips were slick with spit and chapstick. He didn't give me any more time to admire his expression before he dipped his head into my neck and gently nudged my head to the side.

Morgan sucked softly, applying just enough pressure to create a mark that would linger for a few days, but not enough for it to hurt. His hair tickled at my neck, flowing freely as it spilled off his shoulders.

After generously littering my neck with little marks, he slid his hand between us and cupped my bulge. My ears pressed into my hair as I twitched from the touch.

"You're hard." He mumbled into my neck, voice soft and almost ticklish against my skin.

"Uh huh." I breathed out as my hands fell to his shoulders.

He turned his head and gazed at me for a moment. His eyes were hooded and he looked just about ready to eat me. I almost wanted to beg him to.

I lost his attention when his eyes jerked over to the bathroom door after it opened. Caesar stood stiffly with a towel wrapped snuggly around his hips.

Morgan sat up after I unhooked my legs from his waist. He didn't move away though, his hands slid down my thighs and squeezed in appreciation as he eyed Caesar. "That was a lot quicker than yesterday. Did you figure out how to use a douche?"

"f**k off."

"I thought I might have to f**k Harrison while waiting for you."

I let out a startled noise from being mentioned while Caesar padded over to the bed.

Morgan pulled away from me, dragging his hands against my thighs until the very last second, and moved to the edge of the bed. He sat up on his knees while Caesar stood in front of him, still looking stiff.

Morgan pulled him forward by the back of his neck and leaned forward to whisper something against his ear. His other hand slowly undid his towel until it pooled down at his feet.

Caesar stared at me heavily as Morgan's lips brushed his ears. I felt like squirming around, almost intimidated from how intensely he was watching me.

Finally, he nodded, "Yeah," and Morgan patted his chest with a soft hum.

-

It was almost embarrassing how hard I was.

My hands clenched against my knees as I sat with my legs folded under me. He did take his rings off.

"Look at you," Morgan admired, "taking my fingers so well."

"Shut up."

Expecting this, his lips twitched up as he sank two of his fingers inside Caesar. Morgan was kneeling in front of Caesar as the latter laid on his back with his legs spread and hole exposed.

Caesar draped his arm over his eyes, unwilling to look at us, and I almost would've thought he wasn't enjoying this at all but his c**k was rock hard. Every now and then, it would twitch against his stomach and he'd let out an almost inaudible moan.

"You're not as tight as yesterday. Do you think you can take a third now?" Considering how long Morgan's been prepping him, I'm surprised he hasn't even tried to add a third finger.

"I don't know." He mumbled.

Morgan made a thoughtful noise and glanced over at me, almost making me startle from the sudden attention. "You think he can?"

He's asking me??

"Um," I momentarily panicked, "maybe?"

He gazed back down at Caesar, watching as his chest rose and fell slowly, and seemed to make the decision himself. "I'm gonna add another finger~"

It was almost unnoticeable, considering his hand was already clenching the sheets, but Caesar's grip tightened in anticipation. "You don't need to narrate everything."

"How're you supposed to know then? You won't even look at me."

"..Whatever."

Caesar wouldn't be able to tell since his eyes were covered but an amused smile pulled at Morgan's lips. He peered over at me as if saying, isn't he cute?

I silently agreed. He looked like a little kid, refusing to admit they liked something even though it was obvious.

His stomach clenched when Morgan slowly slid another finger inside him. He didn't do it all at once, he worked it in slowly until Caesar was used to the new stretch. "Good?"

"It's fine." He mumbled.

Morgan rolled his eyes, knowing he clearly liked it, but didn't say anything.

Once he got Caesar used to the new feeling, he beckoned me forward with his other hand. I shuffled forward, unsure of what he wanted and let out a small, "Huh?"

He pulled me forward by my waist and leaned over. "Can you finger him for a bit?" He whispered and my mind went blank. "My fingers are getting sore." It was an obvious lie but I still nodded numbly.

He didn't take his fingers out until I was situated in his previous position. Unsurely, I kneeled in between Caesar's legs and tried copying Morgan's actions.

"It's okay." He soothed as he took his fingers out. "Just be gentle, yeah? Be sure to go slow." He squirted some lube on my fingers and asked if I wanted a condom too but I declined.

To my surprise, Morgan slid off the bed and kneeled down in front of his dresser to grab something, leaving me to finger him myself.

I mentally told myself to calm down as I looked down at Caesar's hole. It was wet with lube and twitched cutely. The urge to touch him was becoming overwhelming, winning over the anxiety I felt over the possibility of doing it wrong.

I'm sure he knew it was me touching him but he didn't say anything. His body twitched when my fingers touched his hole but other than, he didn't move much.

It's warm.

Sliding two fingers in, that was the first thing I noticed. He didn't feel as warm as Morgan but the heat still surprised me.

After sinking my fingers in all the way, I understood why Morgan had fingered him for so long. He's really tight. Did Morgan plan to f**k him? He clenched around my fingers tightly, feeling unwilling to loosen up.

I went slow like Morgan instructed, though, it might've been because of how entranced I was while watching my fingers disappear inside him.

I tried looking at him but his arm was still draped over his eyes and his chest was still rising and falling at the same pace. "Is it okay?"

"..It's good."

Morgan stood up. "Oh? It's good when Harrison does it but only fine when I do?" I watched as he climbed on the bed, a condom in hand, and leaned over Caesar. "And I spent so much time stretching you too~"

Sensing Morgan above him, Caesar lowered his arm to stare at up him. "...Yours is good too." His voice was barely audible, soft and quiet as if he didn't even wanna be heard. 

Morgan let out a soft hum and leaned down to peck his lips. It was short and sweet before he was leaning back up.

Caesar glanced at me before draping his arm over his eyes again. He seemed to be embarrassed since we made eye contact but I noticed his c**k twitch against his stomach.

I didn't even see Morgan moving until he draped himself over my back. I flinched, not expecting the touch, but he pressed his chest to my back snuggly. "You're doing good." He praised softly and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Wanna try adding a third finger?"

Letting out a soft noise, I copied his actions from earlier and slowly added another finger. There was some resistance at first but he seemed to force himself to relax and let me slide three fingers in smoothly. He's really tight.

"Good boy." I shivered when he kissed the back of my neck. "You're taking such good care of him." His voice was soft and ticklish against my neck. It had my ears lowering shyly.

He slid his hands under my hoodie and massaged my stomach in slow circles. His hands are warm too.

"Try finding his prostate, yeah? Move your fingers around a bit- mhm, like that." I thought it would be harder to find, especially with how clueless I was with topping, but it didn't take long at all. I could tell when I found it by the way he groaned lowly and his stomach tensed. Oh, I like that sound.

I pressed into his prostate, careful not to overwhelm him, but enough to pleasure him. He seemed to like, to my amazement. He was more expressive than before, letting out quiet noises every now and then and shifting around. Cute. 

Morgan kissed my neck again and lightly wrapped his hand around my wrist. "Can I see?"

I dragged my fingers out, and made a small noise when he clenched around me tightly, as if not wanting me to pull out.

Morgan reached out and easily slid three fingers inside him, clearly experienced and confident in his actions. He didn't finger him like before, he slid his fingers in and spread them gently as if checking something, before pulling them right back out again.

"Baby," Morgan slid his hand up Caesar's thigh, "I'm gonna f**k you, okay?"

-

I sat on Caesar's stomach, facing Morgan since Caesar didn't want me to look at him, while Morgan worked his c**k inside him.

"Fuck." If I thought Caesar was expressive earlier, it was completely different now. He tried holding back his voice at first but it looked like he was struggling to now, or he just didn't care.

When Morgan slid half of his c**k inside him, Caesar's back arched and he let out a throaty groan. Morgan went slower after that and didn't work anymore of his c**k inside him.

He tried getting him adjusted to the first half but it was taking longer than I thought it would. Morgan didn't seem to care, looking like he would enjoy it just the same if it were his whole d**k or just the tip.

He was good at getting Caesar to relax, knowing when to slow down and when to talk to him. He knew when to leave him alone and when to soothe him with his touch.

Morgan got Caesar to relax so much that he was openly expressing how he liked it. He could ask him how it felt, and Caesar would reply in a breathless pant, "Feels good."

Morgan leaned forward and dipped his head in my neck. "See?" He whispered quietly. "He was just a little nervous. He's fine now." He seemed to be silently telling me something but I was unsure what it was.

I tensed when his hand slid down my ass and his fingers dipped in to rub against my hole. "Relax." He soothed. "M'just gonna finger you a little."

He worked his fingers inside me a lot quicker than he did with Caesar, not needing to be cautious since he's done it so many times before. I was already wet so sliding two fingers in wasn't a problem and it quickly turned into three.

Contrast to the way he was fingering me, Morgan f****d Caesar slowly. He dragged his c**k out and pushed in just as slow, letting him completely feel him drag against his walls.

"Are you-" Morgan looked over my shoulder at Caesar, "Ah, is your d**k almost in?"

We both looked down at the half of his d**k that hasn't even touched his rim yet. "Yeah, almost." Morgan patted Caesar's thigh, as if congratulating him for taking all of his c**k.

Um?

-

Caesar moaned while clenching around Morgan's c**k tightly. "You f*****g liar."

Morgan laughed softly with his hips pressed firmly against Caesar's. I felt him pull his c**k out and push all of it back in, in one quick motion.

Caesar moaned again, uncaring about his voice now. I don't think he can help it. "Morgan."

He looks pretty.

My back was now facing Morgan, so I wasn't sure what kind of expression he was making when he kissed my neck again. "Is no condom okay?"

Huh?

I peered at him over my shoulder and oh, he wants Caesar to f**k me. I was a little unsure why he fingered me but it made sense now.

Feeling anticipation lick at my stomach, I gave a meek nod and he squeezed my hips in a silent praise. He pulled me back and had me sit up a little to line Caesar's c**k up with my hole.

Bracing myself, my hands pressed into Caesar's chest while he looked up at me. Really pretty. He stopped covering his eyes a little while ago when Morgan had coaxed him to. Considering he didn't listen the first three times, I think it was because he needed to hold onto something.

After I had faced him again, his hands found a firm place on my thighs, kneading and squeezing as he deemed fit.

He seemed just as surprised that Morgan wanted me to ride him but he didn't seem to have any complaints. His gaze was heavy on me, no longer looking as bashful as earlier.

It had me flushing from how intensely he was staring at me.

My hole clenched subconsciously when his tip pressed into my rim. Morgan rubbed it back and forth for a moment, making me whine. I've been hard so long. "Please."

"Sorry, sorry~"

He didn't seem all that apologetic but it didn't matter to me, not when Caesar slid his hands up and grabbed my hips. He pushed down until his c**k was sliding into me.

A moan spilled from my lips from how quick he filled me up. I took his c**k all at once, I'm so full.

"Sorry," He breathed out heavily, looking just as affected as me, "that was too quick, huh?" I didn't realize my nails were digging into his chest and I was holding my breath until I finally breathed out.

I clenched around his c**k and quickly adjusted to his size. He's so big.

Morgan f****d Caesar with his whole c**k now, but was still considerate with the pace and how hard he f****d him, considering it was his first time.

He held his thighs and pushed into him, over and over and over, until Caesar was moaning breathily. "Morgan."

Morgan squeezed his thighs. "Feels good?"

"Mhm." He easily agreed. "Didn't, ah, didn't realize how big you were, babe."

"I'll pretend that wasn't a backhanded compliment."

Caesar was gonna say something back but Morgan chose that moment to start f*****g right into his prostate. Whatever he was going to say got cut off with a groan as his back arched. "Fuck." He squeezed my hips tightly while already looking so worked up.

Morgan was fingering him for a long time. If it were me, I would've came already.

"You're so tight, baby. You just keeping getting tighter." Morgan pulled out only to thrust right back in. "Are you gonna c*m soon?"

"Don't know." His head tipped back against the pillow and his eyes fell shut. He let out such a pretty moan, one that I'd store in my mind for later. "Maybe."

His c**k's throbbing inside me.

I wrapped my hand around my d**k and started to jerk myself off while riding him. I didn't realize how desperate I was to c*m until I had Caesar inside of me.

Morgan leaned forward and slid his hand under my hoodie to play with my n*****s. My back arched into his touch while he rolled one of the pink buds between his fingers.

"I've been giving all my attention to Caesar, huh?" I moaned as I dropped myself on his c**k again. "I'm sorry, baby." He kissed the nape of my neck, making a shiver run up my spine. "You're doing so good though. Such a good boy."

The praise had me clenching around Caesar which made him groan. "Look how much he likes it." Morgan slid his hand down my stomach and replaced my hand with his. I felt my chest rising and falling quicker. His hand is warm. "He's gonna c*m soon. He keeps clenching around my c**k. Can you feel him twitching inside you?"

I moaned, high pitched and breathy and nodded. "Uh huh." On cue, he did it again. "He's, ah, l-leaking."

"Yeah?" He mused softly while fisting my c**k. "He's marking you then?"

My head fell back on his shoulder as I nodded numbly. "Mhm." He's marking me, leaving his scent for me to wear for days.

Morgan groaned lowly and squeezed Caesar's thighs. "Give him a kiss for me."

Letting out a soft noise, I leaned down and slid my hands up from his chest and to his cheeks. His eyes slipped back open as he pulled me down by the nape of my neck.

I moaned into his mouth after my lips pressed to his. He was quick to part his lips and lick into my mouth. He tastes like toothpaste.

Morgan must've done something he liked, because he squeezed my hip tightly and moaned against my lips. I feel like he's getting bigger inside me.

"You two are so cute together." Morgan commented breathily as he squeezed my ass. "My pretty boys~"

Caesar's breathing was getting heavier, I noticed after he pulled away. His hand was still a heavy weight on the back of my neck so I didn't sit back up. With his other hand, he guided my hips up and down as I rode his c**k.

Finally, his back arched and his eyebrows came together. "Ah, m'gonna cum." His fingers dug into my hip, holding me tightly as his orgasm quickly approached.

When he came, he pressed our lips together to silence his moans. This is the most vocal I've ever heard him.

I don't know if you could even call it a kiss, we mostly just panted into each other's mouths and moaned softly.

The feeling of Caesar's c*m coating my insides, marking me, and Morgan rubbing his thumb into my tip had me falling over the edge. "Mmm." My hands grasped Caesar's shoulders tightly as my orgasm washed over me. "Ah."

My c*m spilled into Morgan's fist and onto my hoodie. Later, I'd be upset about it.

I whined when it became too much, with Caesar's c**k still twitching against my prostate and Morgan rubbing my tip. His c*m is so warm inside me.

Caesar seemed to agree as he groaned quietly and slowly slid me off his d**k. He wrapped his arms around my waist and let me slump forward on his chest.

"You don't have to pull out." He managed to get out, even as his toes curled in sensitivity.

"It's okay." Morgan mumbled and slid his c**k out of him. He didn't waste time in peeling the condom off and started to fist his c**k.

He let out a breathy sigh and quickly jerked himself off. He looks close.

"I can jerk you off."

"It's fine. Just-" His eyes were hooded with lust as he looked down at us, "just stay like that."

He let his eyes run over every part of us. They especially lingered on my hole where Caesar's c*m and my slick were slowly leaking from my rim. It slowly trickled down and made my thighs sticky.

It only took a minute more for him to spill onto his fist with a low curse on the tip of his tongue. He's so pretty, especially when he cums.

-

"Stop touching my ass."

"You're one of us now. I can touch your ass whenever I want."

"I'm never bottoming again."

"Don't be like that~ You liked it."

"No I didn't."

I didn't look up from my phone as I mumbled, "Yes you did."

I didn't look away from my anime to catch Caesar's expression but I'm sure he looked betrayed. "Harrison."

I tried tuning the rest of their conversation out as I focused back on the episode I was on. It was harder said than done.

Wheezing, I dropped my phone when Caesar rolled over me and 'hid' behind me again. "Tell Morgan to stop grabbing my ass."

"You tell him."

He looked even more betrayed. "Harrison."

With a sigh, I turned to Morgan. "Caesar says stop touching him."

"Tell him I will if he lets me eat him out just once."

"..."

"..."

"No."

"Harrison."

With another sigh, I turned to Caesar. "Morgan said no."

"That's not what I said-"

"Tell him..."

I tuned them out and threw the blanket over me to 'hide' from them.

God, I hate when they flirt.