I strip down to my boxers and groan a little when my dick rises to the occasion. I go back and forth, considering waking her up to have my way with her. I know that she has on a big t-shirt and a pair of panties under the blankets, it would be easy to wake her up with my head between her thighs. In the end, though I just slide into bed next to her. She stirs when the bed dips and rolls into me, she wiggles until she is pressed against my side and then throws one of her arms over my stomach.
Even in her sleep, she tries to pull herself closer to me, slinging one leg over mine until she is as close to me as physically possible without me being inside her. I try to relax and let myself drift into sleep, but I can’t. There is something that has been bugging me since that night and all those months ago and I need to talk to her about it.
“Fin?” I massage her scalp, trying to wake her gently.
“Hmm?” Her eyes don’t open right away but when I say her name again she pulls away from me a little and looks up at me.
“I’m sorry to wake you, doll, but I need to talk to you about something.” She sits up, completely awake now. “Don’t freak. It’s important but not in a worrisome way. At least I don’t think so.”
“Okay. The more you don’t say the more I am going to freak out. So why don’t you just spit it out and we can go from there? Yeah?” She sits up and crosses her legs. I love the way that she addresses things, she is the type of person that likes to deal with things head-on, no matter how upsetting, she wants to get it over with and figure out how she comes out on the other side.
“Did you go into my room and get one of my shirts?” It's way too big, I’m sure if she stood up it would go all the way to her knees, and there is a huge white skull face on the front of it.
“Not the topic of this conversation, handsome. The important conversation first, and then we can talk about my shirt.”
“My shirt. But you’re right. So, this has been bugging me. It started that night and then when you agreed to give into us it sparked. We have all had vasectomy.” Her face stays blank and for half a second, I think she is going to be upset, but then she just nods her head and lays back on the bed beside me.
“I knew that Scar did, he mentioned it the other night. It might have been good to know that night. I freaked out for almost a month.” She laces her fingers through mine, and I relax a little.
“You aren’t mad?”
“Why would I be mad about a decision that you guys made before we were together? Right now, I don’t want kids, I don’t know that I ever will, this erases the chance of a scare. I mean if y’all have been shooting blanks since you had it done then I don’t have to worry about any surprises. I would like to know when y’all did that and why?”
If she thought about it long enough, she would know the answer to that but in her defense she is sleepy.
“After that shit with Monica. There are a lot of guys that had it done. The ones that either didn’t want children at all or didn’t want to be surprised if any of the other hang-arounds got the idea to follow Monica’s lead.”
I had never thought twice about getting the snip until the night I realized that she was staying with us. Not that I want to have babies right now—and maybe not at all—but it is something to talk about.
“I understand that what I don’t understand is why you thought that this was such a big deal that you had to wake me up to tell me?”
“I wasn’t sure how you were going to react, and I hated the idea of not telling you and then you being madder that we kept it from you. Not that it was a big secret but none of us talked about it after we did it, so it not great big public knowledge.”
She rolls onto her side away from me but not before she grabs my opposite hand and pulls me with her. She wiggles back into me again, her ass grinding against my dick, and lets out a great big sigh.
“Don’t freak out. We can talk about it as a group another day. If we decide we want kids in the future, y’all can have it reversed.”
“Really? That’s it?” I don’t know what I had been expecting but I figured there would be a little bit more of a conversation.
“I wish I would have known a long time ago; I am on the pill and I kind of hate the way that it makes me feel. Now that I know you have all been cut, I can get off this shit and get my body back to normal.”
I pull her tighter against me, pulling the shirt up until I can get my arm under it and grab her boob, she chuckles but doesn’t move, and we go to sleep just like that.
***
The room is too hot and there is something very hard pressed against the back of my hand where it’s resting just inside the top of Finley’s panties.
“What the fuck dude?” I ask whoever it is. I don’t care that there is a dick on my hand, but whoever is on the other side of her wasn’t here when we went to sleep last night, and I would like to know how in the hell they managed to get in here and in the bed without waking either one of us.
“It’s always like that in the morning, don’t think it’s your fault,” Pyro’s voice is groggy, and it kind of sounds like he hasn’t been asleep that long. Maybe he just got in here and that’s why I woke up.
“Is that why you are in here? Taking advantage of a sleeping girl and coaxing her into having sex with you?”
“No coaxing necessary, this sleepy girl is awake now and can feel both of you pressing against her.” Finley stretches between us, and it makes her breast push into the air. Her nipples are hard and like flashing beacons through the shirt she is wearing.
“I might have three holes but only two of them are prepared for someone’s dick to be in,” she relaxes back onto the bed and pulls the hem of her shirt up slowly. “What do you say, boys? Wanna visit Paris?”
“Fucking hell.” I grab her roughly and pull her toward me, biting her nipple through the thin fabric. Her hand goes to Pyro and runs down his chest, his little groan pushing her to do more. When I let go of her nipple I maneuver her onto the bed on her stomach, pulling her panties down her legs and throwing them to the side. She roughly shoves the pillows off the side of the bed and one of our phones goes flying too.