In the morning.

It was a long, amazing night in which I barely got any sleep. I caught a few winks here and there and for no longer than ten minutes at a time. Still, by morning I felt like I’d had a full night’s rest, which was wild considering I must've spent eight combined hours having sex.

We had some pauses to talk about nothing in particular, fool around, have some drinks, eat again and stuff like that, but it was still a full night of making up for two weeks of abstinence. Sometimes I did it with one, sometimes with two, sometimes with three, sometimes with four. Sometimes we did it in one bed or the other. We even moved to the other bedroom just because we could. We did it in the living room, in the shower, even in the toilet.

Overall, an incredible night. I’m happy the girls got so comfortable with each other. Seriously, a part of me feared I’d get jealous if they got too into fooling around with each other, but thankfully it was as arousing as it was heartwarming. Love these girls and I’m glad they can enjoy being with each other, too.

I do have one miniscule complaint that went unvoiced, though.

While making up for those two weeks was fun, it did lead to a night that was almost nothing but sex. I realize that wording it like that doesn’t make it clear it’s a complaint, and I get it, but… As much as I love sex, I also enjoy talking and playing. Like that time we played poker, for example. Well, I guess the dinner roleplay was that, and I did like it.

Like I said, a miniscule complaint that I decided to keep to myself. Not sure how willing I am to agree to voluntarily abstain again. Didn’t feel great, but there was also the stuff with awakening my own powers, so maybe that had something to do with it.

Regardless, I was very happy and satisfied. So were the girls, thankfully. They also didn’t sleep much, but they rested more than I did. From 7:30 am to 9:45 am. Just barely over two hours of sleep, and yet…

“Hm? Oliver? You’re awake?” Mila asked as she stepped out of the bedroom to find me in the living room putting on my now clean pants. “Wait, did you sleep at all?”

I smiled at her. “Sorry. Couldn’t. Felt too… awake, I guess,” I said with a chuckle.

She walked up to me naked from head to toe and hugged me. I was still topless, and feeling her skin against mine was nice. A little arousing, admittedly, but I let myself enjoy the warmth and reassurance.

“Hey, about last night…” she began.

“Hm?”

“The girls and I talked. We like making out and touching each other, but it’s nothing romantic. We’re pretty sure about it. I just… thought I’d let you know,” she said with reddening cheeks.

I chuckled and kissed her forehead. “You know, even if it was, I don't think I’d mind. Still, thank you. So? Who’s your favorite?”

Mila’s eyes widened. “W-Whaat?”

I smirked. “Out of all the others? Who’s your favorite to do it with?”

“T-That’s… I… Fuck you, Oliver! That’s not fair!” she pouted with a fully red face.

I laughed. “See? See how it feels?”

Mila hid her face in my chest while punching my stomach like a sandbag, but her fist had no strength behind them and my abs were pretty damn hard by now (not that I’m bragging).

“Mila, do you kiss your boyfriend with the same mouth you curse him?” Alice asked, being the next one to step out of the bedroom.

“She gets her potty mouth from Grace and Sarah,” I told her.

“Yeah she does.”

I blinked, only then realizing something important. Alice had already taken a shower. She was all clean and her hair damp, but also… she had clothes on. Not the dress she used the night before, but a white blouse and denim shorts.

“H-Hey, what’s that?” I asked her.

“This?” she asked, pulling at her blouse by the neck area. “Clothes, obviously. Or are you still unsatisfied and you’d rather I get out of them?”

“I didn’t mean that! Where did you get those?”

Alice chuckled. “We got bags ready with spare clothes and asked Diana to keep them in a closet here. Going out with your prom dresses would’ve been pretty awkward, don’t you think?”

Shit, that’s pretty smart. “I should’ve done the same…”

“Nah, you’re good,” Mila told me. “Just put on your shirt, tuck it in, carry your jacket under your arm and put your tie inside its pocket. Trust me.”

I did as told and I put on my dark red shirt with the first button undone. Mila stepped back for a bit, looked me up and down with a hand on her chin, then nodded to herself.

“Roll up your sleeves,” she ordered. I did.

Mila and Alice shared a look and let out a dreamy sigh. “You’re just out of this world, you know?” Alice told me. “Other men would kill to pull off that look as casually as you do.”

I looked at myself in one of the mirrors around the hot tub. While I couldn’t see why it was such a big deal to them, I would admit I liked how I looked. Felt casual and classy. Crazy how this was basically the same I wore yesterday. Just without the tie and the jacket it had a completely different vibe.

Diana was the next one to step out of the bedroom, already having taken her shower and having put on her spare clothes: a black sweater with a v-neck, a white t-shirt underneath and simple blue jeans. She saw me and her eyebrows rose. She glanced at Mila and asked, “You did that, didn’t you?”

Mila proudly thrust her chest forward. “Yep.”

Diana gave her a thumbs up. “Excellent.”

Seriously, why was this such a big deal?

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