“Because I don’t know what I am doing. Well, I do, but Ace has more experience. I don't want to ruin your first time, Lucy, and for it to be a disappointment,” he breathed out.
“The fact that you said your brother has more experience is exactly why I want to be with you, Tyson. Stop worrying about me. It’s your first time, too. I don’t expect it to be some magical experience. I am not unrealistic, but I want it to be you. It feels right, but if you want to wait, we can,” I told him.
“No, I do, but are you sure you wouldn’t prefer Ace?” he asked. Suddenly, both of us were pulled into the mindlink at the same time.
“You’re awake, Lucy?” Ace’s voice flitted through my head, making me jump. I saw Tyson’s eyes also glazed over, feeling his vibration through the mindlink that Ace had connected to both of us.
“Yep, woke up not long ago,” I told him, and I could feel Tyson’s anxiety through the bond, like he was worried his brother would find out what we were planning on doing.
“What are you both doing? I can feel your nervousness through the bond,” Ace asked, and my eyes flicked to Tyson as he started waving his hands at me, not wanting me to tell him, but I rolled my eyes.
“He will be able to feel it through the bond anyway, Tyson. No point in lying to him,” I whispered to him.
“Hello, are you both there?” Ace asked.
“Yes, sorry, I was talking to Tyson.”
“You didn’t answer when I asked. What are you both doing? It's bloody boring out here tonight,” Ace told me.
“Nothing because Tyson is too nervous,” I laughed before seeing Tyson’s horror at what I said, making my lips tug up slightly.
Tyson rubbed a hand down his face, and he sighed. “Bro, you are being awfully quiet,” Ace told him.
“I am just listening. I am here,” Tyson answered. Ace sighed through the bond before I felt recognition hit me through the bond. Ace laughed through the mindlink. “Did I just cock block you?” he laughed, and I snorted.
“Yep, we're kind of busy,” I admitted.
“How busy?” Ace asked, and I felt arousal hit me from him. It was strange feeling Ace so clearly now; Tyson I was used to, but it took a little concentration to pick up his emotions and what they meant.
“Not that busy because Tyson thinks I should wait for you.”
“What, why?” Ace asked him, but Tyson didn’t answer him.
“Look, it's simple. Penis goes in the vagina, and that's it. Besides, I have heard you rubbing one out in the shower. The stamina of Mrs. Palmer and her five daughters is quite impressive. You should have an arm on you like Popeye,” Ace said, and I laughed while Tyson face-palmed himself, shaking his head.
“I am well aware, Ace. Thanks for pointing that out and making shit awkward,” Tyson said, and I laughed at him.
“Wait, are you still in my bed, dude? I swear if you blow your load near my damn pillow, I will gut you with a butter knife,” Ace said though he didn’t seem mad we were in his bed; he seemed more amused at the situation.
“Okay, well, that just killed my mood,” Tyson mumbled, his face heating up.
“Your pillow is safe,” I told Ace with a chuckle.
“Speaking of safety, Tyson, there should be condoms in the top drawer beside my bed.”
“You are not seriously giving me a sex talk right now,” Tyson told him.
“Hey, just helping a brother out, or have you got some?”
“Why would I have condoms, Ace? I have never had sex.”
“Well, good thing your brother’s prepared then. Just help yourself. There are even flavored ones,” Ace told him. I knew Ace wasn’t a virgin, and I hated that, but at the same time, I found their conversation amusing and found what he was saying didn’t really bother me as much as I thought it would with Ace talking about his sex life. I knew that marking him meant I had to push the past behind and leave it there if we wanted this to work.
“Oi, you should leave the mindlink open. I could rub one out. I’m sure Jacob won’t mind.”
“Definitely not. You are not listening to us have sex, Ace,” Tyson snapped at him, and Ace laughed.
“What? It would be like phone sex, only it would be mind sex,” Ace said, and I giggled.