Is that even a question? You’re relieved, of course!

You can’t dismiss the thought that it’s because of their high affection scores that they forgave you. Yet you’ve seen time and time again that, even with scores of 100, they’re still themselves. Their feelings are theirs; their thoughts and emotions are theirs.

You told them about the AMA, they decided to believe it, gave you their own reasons, and accepted it. They want to be with you even knowing that this is a thing you have, even knowing what you’ve done.

Fuck. You almost want to cry. You don’t want them to see you like this. You look down at the floor, trying to hide your face.

You start speaking. “I… I care about you all. I l-love you all.” Your lip quivers, your voice trembles. “I’m a greedy bastard for wanting you all to myself. So how can you…?”

You hear someone standing from the bed. You look up and suddenly you have Emily in front of you. “I said it before. I like it when you’re greedy. Emphasis on YOU.” She hugs you, wrapping her arms around your neck. “I’ve told you of my mom. Guy after guy after guy. She already has a new boyfriend. The old one is nowhere to be seen.” She tells you, leaning closer to you, foreheads touching. You hesitate, but raise your hands and hold her by the waist.

“Compared to my mom, you’re a saint.” She chuckles. “You’ve been honest with us, and like Emma said the other day, you’ve made it a point to have a serious relationship with all of us. We know you care about us. That’s why we’re here.”

“I liked what we had so far.” She admits. “It doesn’t have to change, does it?”

“Emily…” You utter her name. She wants things to stay as they were. The look she gives you as she stares into your eyes is one you only see when she allows herself to be **** in front of you.

“Bottom line is,” You hear Emma walking up behind you. “We’re glad you told us, but we don’t want things to change.” God, she hugging you from behind! She has he arms around your waist and is nuzzling her nose into your neck. “Even if what you said is true, we’re all happier now than we were before meeting you.”

God dammit. You haven’t cried since you were 14, but hearing this is such a fucking relief. You’re glad it’s only teary eyes and not full on snot and sobbing.

With a good natured jab, calling “crybaby”, Emily smiles and kisses your cheek while Emma kisses the other, making you feel kind of awkward, like a kid being comforted after screwing up.

“Hey, don’t hog him! Bring him here!” Megan complains, loudly patting the bed.

You’re dragged into the bed, and before you know it there are four beautiful, way-too-good-for-you women are crawling on top of you. Sophia at you left, Emily and Megan on top of you, and Emma on your right.

The teacher chuckles. “Now I’m the one that feels out of place, surrounded by people way younger than me.” So she says, but her smile says she’s not really bothered. “Hurry up and get Mia to join us. That’s going to be fun.” She kisses your neck.

“Jessica’s really hung up on you, too.” Megan says, planting a peck on your chin. “She’s been asking about you a lot. I bet she’ll be joining soon.” She grins knowingly.

“And you know Katherine has a crush on you, right?” Sophia asks. “I mean, even without your app thing, it’s pretty obvious.”

“She does?” Emily asks, honestly curious.

God, they’re already talking about you having even more girlfriends!

How do you canonize someone?

“Hey, by the way, love.” Hearing Emma calling you “love” again makes everything feel more real. Like things are really fixed. “You said there were scores, right? Can we know what ours are?”

“S-Sure, if you want to…” You answer. This is kind of weird, but no one objects.

“Oh! I have your phone!” Emily says, reaching into the side pocket of her blazer to get it and return it to you.

You try to navigate the app as well as you can with four people over you and look for their scores.

-Campbell, Emma-
Affection Score: 100
Love Score: 100
Lust Score: 68

-Grant, Megan-
Affection Score: 100.
Love Score: 100.
Lust Score: 70.

-Miller, Emily-
Affection Score: 100.
Love Score: 100.
Lust Score: 75.

-Johnson, Sophia-
Affection Score: 96. (+6)
Love Score: 66 (+8)
Lust Score: 100. (+20)

“Yes! I knew it!” Emma surprises, fist pumping with a huge grin on her face. She kisses you hard on the lips and you feel your body lose its strength.

Megan looks at Sophia with a teasing grin. “100 lust?”

“I’m not gonna make excuses.” Sophia grins confidently. “This is exactly what I always wanted. Yes, I’m submissive in bed. I’ve got nothing to hide anymore.”

Yeah, she’s settled already.

“I…” You clear your throat before starting. “You have no idea how much this means to me. I swear, with all I am, that I’ll make you all happy even if it kills me.”

Emily sighs, looking sad. “You can’t marry us all though.”

…

…

…

She dropped the M-word.

There’s a sudden silence as the girls look at each other and glance back at you.

You start to open your mouth, fully intended to tell them that even if it can’t be official, you’ll still marry them all. Yet Emma puts a finger over your mouth, stopping you with that kind, soft smile of hers.

“Let’s talk about that some other time, alright? We have time.” She glances at the other girls, and they all agree. “Now, I think we’re all in need of some… physical reassurance. So with that in mind, we were wondering if… we could all stay here tonight.”

“W-What?” Did you hear that right? “Stay here? All of you?”

Hell, you five barely fit in this double bed. You don’t even have a couch. The place is big enough for the five of you to be here, but not at all for all of you to stay.

“We thought this through, ok?” Emily says, getting off the bed and getting Emma’s backpack. She opens it and takes out…

…an inflatable air mattress. Seems pretty big, too.

“We also brought all our things. Change of underwear, shirts, shampoo, pajamas…” Megan lists, counting with her fingers.

“But isn’t it… dangerous?” You asks, looking at Emma. “What about your parents?” You ask the younger girls.

“I didn’t bring my car, so nobody knows I’m here.” Emma assures you with a grin.

“Megan and I have been staying at each other’s houses since forever.” Emily says. “Our parents don’t even question it. My mom think’s I’m at Megan’s…”

“… And my parents think I’m at Emily’s.” They both laugh.

“…” Sophia makes a complicated face. “Mine already found out I got a boyfriend.”

This makes everyone’s eyebrows rise at the same time.

“Yeah, they’re that good.” The black-haired girl nods and grimaces. “They basically said that if I wanted to spend a night with you, I could. I think they were really worried that I didn’t have a boyfriend yet. All they asked is that if you’d used a condom, and when I said yes they were relieved and… very permissive. Mom even helped me get on the pill.”

That’s… surprising. Reassuring too.

“We haven’t told out parents yet.” Emily and Megan share a look. “I don’t think my dad will like to hear his daughter is bi.” Megan sighs, downcast.

“I… just don’t feel like talking about this stuff with mom.” Emily looks away.

“I guess it’s about time I made my appearance, huh? If I’m truly serious about you, then I should meet your parents. Not yours, though. Let’s wait until I graduate from Hayes.” You tell Emma, making her laugh as she agrees.

“But enough about that for now. So, can we say?”