Breakfast, Plans and Goodbyes

We tried to make breakfast feel normal. Cass had whipped up oatmeal and put out the fixings for it, including my favourite brown sugar-cinnamon combo, and fresh squeezed orange juice. Our banter around the kitchen table was light - Cass was wearing just panties, while Cattie had donned one of my T-shirts. I was already dressed for work. We talked about shows we had to catch up on, that latest drama on Twitter, and the annoying stuff I was going to need to deal with at work.

And then it was time for me to get going.

“You go first,” Cattie offered Cass as I was putting on my shoes at the front door.

“No, you go,” Cass said. “I’m going to see him soon.”

“Please, girl, that’s the excuse you used this morning,” Cattie countered, confirming my earlier suspicion. “You can’t tell me if I wasn’t here you wouldn’t be having a big emotional goodbye with him.”

“Yeah, but yours is-”

“Come here, you,” I interrupted her, grabbing my fiancee by the waist from behind and making her jump a little as I lifted and carried her into the living room, sitting down on the couch and putting her on my lap. She immediately shifted to straddling me and I hugged her tightly, kissing from her arm and shoulder to her neck.

“I’m gonna miss you so much,” Cass murmured into my ear sadly. “I wish you could come with me.”

“I know baby,” I sighed, continuing my kisses up to her ear and then resting my head against hers as we kept hugging. “I wish I could too. I love you. I trust you. Be safe.”

“I will,” she promised, then pulled back and looked me sternly in the eyes. “You do what the Doctor ordered. Get you time, don’t just fall into helping someone with something.”

“I’m not going to-”

“She’s right, Tiger,” Cattie said from behind me, running her fingers through my hair. “Focus on you, not putting out someone else’s fire.”

I sighed and then took a big breath. “I promise to focus on me,” I said.

“Good,” Cass said. “Then you be safe too. No getting into any accidents. Or getting appendicitis. And it’ll probably be tough since you’re used to dumping fucking loads over the past week, but try not to get anyone pregnant.”

“Ha. Ha,” I gave her a deadpan laugh.

“Robbie wouldn’t sleep around on us - at least not without letting us vet the girl first,” Cattie said.

“Robbie can sleep with whoever he wants,” Cass tried to correct her.

“Robbie is in more than just one relationship now,” I said, interrupting the budding argument by taking Cassidy’s hands from my shoulders and holding them. “Which means that ‘fuck anyone I want’ isn’t a standard I can fairly follow through on anymore, baby. If, and that’s a massive, huge, enormous if, I somehow find myself in a situation where I want to have sex with someone, I’ll be letting the group chat know.”

“That could ruin your chance, though,” Cass grimaced. “Timing is important.”

“Timing for a hookup isn’t as important as how Cattie feels. Or Becca, Terra, Leia or Zenya.”

“Zenya would probably just ask for pictures,” Cattie snorted.

“Even so,” I chuckled, wondering if she was probably right. “Do you really think Ami would feel good about me just randomly finding someone here in Vegas?”

Cass sighed heavily. “No, probably not.”

“I love you,” I told her, pulling her towards me and kissing her firmly. “Be safe.” I kissed her again. “And I promise to be safe too.”

“I love you so bad,” she mumbled back to me through our kiss, squeezing my fingers tightly before finally backing off and standing up. “Your turn,” she said to Cattie, then smirked a little. “Love ****.”

“Don’t you forget it,” Cattie grinned, starting to come around the couch to me, but I stopped her by standing and hopping over it, scooping her up and bringing her to a bare patch of the wall. She gasped as I set her down and pressed her back to it, looming over her as I raised her hands over her head and held them there so I could start kissing at her wrist and work my way down her arm.

“I’m going to miss the hell out of my gorgeous, beautiful love ****,” I murmured, still not entirely sure how I felt about this new nickname. It didn’t feel like it came off my tongue right.

“I’m going to miss you too, Master,” Cattie groaned, tilting her head to the side helpfully as I kissed up her shoulder to her neck.

I went up her neck, across her jaw to her lips, and made out with her for a brief moment before pulling away and looking into her eyes. “We’ll figure out when we can be together again as soon as you’re settled,” I promised her. “But between now and then, what can I do for you in terms of your needs?”

“Communication, like the others,” Cattie said, meeting my gaze earnestly. Then she took a breath. “I’ll need to be happy with what I get - I’m not needy or anything, but I’ll be honest that I’m probably a little fucked up in my expectations after Heather. Sometimes she’d be so… overbearing, demanding texts constantly and stuff, getting mad when I didn’t respond fast enough. And other times she’d be mad or we’d be fighting and she’d give me the silent treatment. Jesus, just saying it out loud makes me think ‘toxic’ and I don’t know how I wasn’t seeing that before. But yeah, I’m going to need some leeway a bit if I might get a little clingy or something. Just tell me gently?”

“OK,” I nodded, leaning in and kissing her softly before pulling back again. “What else?”

“I don’t know,” she said, chewing on the inside of her cheek. “Just…”

“What can I do for my submissive as her Dominant?” I asked again.

That made her swallow and take another breath. Then she shook her head. “Honestly? Anything that comes to mind is like- It would be toxic too. And I don’t want to try to make you toxic, Robbie. I want to have the same love as Cass, or Becca. But leaning into the sort of stuff Wanda wants, but with my own flare. We can figure out our Dom/sub dynamic when we’re together, it doesn’t make sense to do it long distance.”

“OK,” I said, pressing my forehead to hers as we kept our eyes locked. “Call me whenever you need, Catherine,” I said. “Even this weekend if you need to. You’re not just going home, you’re going home to everything being different. I would rather disrupt some ‘me time’ for a bit to know that you are OK than to get undisturbed time but find out you’re hurting. That wouldn’t do either of us any good.”

“I’ll be fine, Tiger,” Cattie said, but we both knew she wasn’t fully sure of that.

“Call if you need me,” I repeated myself. “Just like Cass if she needs me.”

She pressed her lips together but nodded, agreeing.

“I love you,” I said, letting go of her arms and wrapping mine around her torso in a firm hug.

“I love you too, Robbie,” she mumbled into my chest, squeezing me just as tightly as Cassidy had. “Thank you for the last week and a half.”

“Thank you, Catherine,” I murmured, kissing the top of her head.

We separated, both of us sniffing a little, and Cass hugged me again as well, and then Cattie. Then we headed for the door, and I gave them both one last kiss.

“Love you both,” I said. “The last few days… I can’t wait for the future.”

“Me neither,” Cattie smiled sadly.

Cass grabbed her hand and gave it a squeeze, then turned her smile on me. “It’ll be here sooner than we can believe, Tiger. Now get going before we end up crying or fucking here on the front mat.”

I laughed and shook my head, then slipped out the front door without opening it too wide. My fiancee and my girlfriend were both half-naked, after all.

Breakthebar erotica is powered by Patreon, where AMA chapters are releasing 5+ chapters ahead. PM if interested in making a Commission.