Love drama!

At first you are confused. You've seen her picture before, how is it possible that you didn't recognize her, even if it was just a one-night stand? You weren't that drunk. Also, your memories are now suddenly clear, which confuses you even more. You had assumed that the drunken haze and the incredible pleasure afterwards had been the cause of your mental fog, but the sudden clarity of your memories at this moment disproves that.

Curiously, Katie is worse off than you are. She shifts her gaze between you and Rachel with a mixture of understanding, horror, jealousy, longing and... Is that love? It can't be, can it? It would make sense if that look was only directed at Rachel, but you're getting the same gaze too. That doesn't make any sense at all. Granted, the sex was amazing, a mix of fucking and lovemaking that you'd never felt with any of your girlfriends, and the chemistry was undoubtedly there, but...

It didn't help that you had broken up with Alice after what she did to you. You needed to feel like a man, you needed a good fuck. You got that and more that night. Katie was amazing. She certainly fucked you. At the same time, she was so loving and playful that the contrast of that overwhelmed you. Especially because, unlike that bitch Alice, when Katie took over, she wasn't cruel. Naughty and domineering she may have been, but she made sure at all times to make you feel strong in your vulnerability. She was the first person you gave yourself to in that way, on your first meeting no less.

Now that you think about it, that's why you hesitated to give yourself to Rachel. Even if your memories were fuzzy until today, you knew you had given yourself to Katie. And she had abandoned you without a second thought. You don't know what the problem was with Rachel, but suddenly you find yourself agreeing with her. It's out of spite and you know it, but who can blame you? Clearly, Katie immediately notices your change of expression, because suddenly you see a flash of pain in her eyes. However, it lasts so short, that you convince yourself that you haven't seen anything, and the coldness with which she returns your gaze now helps to self-convince you of that fact.

A distant sigh causes you both to avert your gaze to Rachel. During your silent exchange, Rachel has remained quiet. You fear she has noticed your mutual recognition, and clearly you are not the only one, judging by the slight nervous tension you sense in Katie, but Rachel does not comment. Either she hasn't noticed, or she's decided to ignore it for now. Finally, your girlfriend speaks up.

"So, Katie. Sorry to be so crude, but what the fuck do you want?"

Rachel's tone is like a stab, and Katie actually flinches and takes a step back, even as Rachel is still standing in the doorway of your house and therefore some distance away from the two of you. Still unsettled, Katie opens her mouth and closes it several times, seeming not to know where to start, until she suddenly clenches her jaw and shoots you an icy glare before turning to your girlfriend.

"We need to go, Rach. Now." She suddenly blurts out.

The brunette shoots her ex-girlfriend an incredulous look, and you're not far behind. Is this girl serious? She shows up out of the blue, after breaking up with Rachel, without explanation, and all she can think to say is "we have to go now?"

"Seriously, Katie?" Rachel is scathing, almost venomous. "You show up suddenly, unannounced, right after you find out I have a boyfriend, I might add, and all you can think to tell me is that we have to go now? Go where, for fuck's sake? And why the hell would I run off with you anywhere to begin with?"

Rachel has been getting closer during her tirade and now she's standing next to you. You've never seen her so angry. No, scratch that. She's fucking enraged. You see Katie flinch slightly, but her resolve seems to have increased, and so has her anger. It doesn't help when Rachel reaches over to take your hand. Katie's expression is twisted in disgust as she almost spits out her words.

"Because regardless of our romantic relationship, our friendship was never broken. We promised to be friends first. We always trusted each other. Your new boy toy shouldn't change that..."

A resounding slap interrupts Katie, who brings her hand to her injured cheek in surprise. For her part, Rachel is positively insane now. If she were a dragon, her nostrils and mouth would be smoking, and if she were a superheroine, her laser vision would have fried Katie where she stands.

"How dare you?" Rachel hisses angrily. "How fucking dare you, bitch? You... You come in here, no explanation, and yet on top of that you dare disrespect John? He's not my boy toy, he's my man! The one you claimed I'd never find!"

Seeing Rachel like this is giving you mixed emotions. On the one hand, as much as Katie deserves it, you know you need to stop this. She insulted you, yes, but it was purely out of jealousy and fear. You could see her terror when you first looked into her eyes. It didn't help to find out you were there, no doubt, especially since you are now her ex's boyfriend. On the other hand, watching Rachel defend you like that is sexy as hell.

"All men are the same!" Katie growls, defiantly. "Tell me something, Rach. Does he know your big secret?" She scoffs. "I bet he doesn't. I bet he'd run away cursing if he knew you had..."

"A big cock between her legs?" you interrupt. "Yes, I know Rachel's secret, Katie. I've sucked it before, even. As for your statement about men, I have it on good authority that you don't seem to dislike them as much as you claim."

This last sentence comes out of your mouth full of venom, and Katie has clearly picked up on it, because you see that flash of pain in her electric blue eyes again. You see her hesitate for a moment, torn by her mixed feelings. She clearly knows, as you do, that this is getting out of control, but the urgency is overpowering her. She is scared, terrified even. Glancing at Rachel, you notice that she is looking at you with surprise and concern. She is worried about both of you, but also clearly about your conversation, because you see the suspicion in her gaze. You try not to, but you avert your eyes, and so does Katie. That alone is answer enough.

"You cheated on me, didn't you? That's why you decided to break up without further explanation. It was with him, wasn't it? It was with John?"

Oh shit. Now you remember. Katie had a trans girlfriend, or so you thought at the time, since she kept talking about her dick. It all fits now. It was Rachel all along. Speaking of your girlfriend, she looks at you for a moment, and your guilty expression is response enough. You see the pain and betrayal in her eyes.

"Rach, listen. I can explain everything, okay? But not now. We need to go. He..." Katie looks at you and you see the struggle in her eyes. Finally her expression softens, a mixture of determination, affectionate longing and sadness filling her gaze.

"I'm sorry." Katie says at last. "For everything. For both of you. I'm... Fuck, I don't even want to come between you, okay?" A mischievous smile crosses her lips for a moment. "Well, I want to come between you, but not in a bad way..."

"Kate!" Rachel exclaims, part frustrated and part affectionate. You realize that both girls still love each other despite everything. You feel the jealousy rise up inside you, and suddenly you understand the girls. This is what they are both feeling right now. Katie is seeing her ex-girlfriend in a romantic relationship with the guy she herself hooked up with for one night, a guy she had undeniable chemistry with, and it's not your hubris talking because you felt it too. For her part, your girlfriend is watching her ex-girlfriend and her current boyfriend recognize each other after having a one-night stand, while both girls were still in a relationship to boot. Despite the situation, you and Katie still share that chemistry, you can feel it, and Rachel can surely see it too...

Katie finally holds out both hands, pleading, tears in her eyes now. "Please?" She sounds so **** and scared...

You and Rachel don't hesitate. Instead of taking Katie's hands, you wrap her in a hug. Suddenly, all the anger turns to raw emotion, and you feel a sob escape your chest. You are not the only one. Rachel reaches toward you to comfort you and hesitates. One part of you feels hurt, the other understands. Katie is just as overwhelmed as you are, if not more. It is she who ends up solving the problem, much to the surprise of you and your girlfriend. With genuine affection, she begins to wipe away your tears, a soft and tender smile on her lips. Rachel stops hesitating and comforts you both.

"It's okay." She whispers in a soft voice. "I don't understand what's going on, but it will be okay. This... God, this feels so..."

"Right." You finish for her. And it's true, too. You don't know why, but this, being wrapped in the arms of both girls, wrapping them in your own arms yourself, feels just right. Right and perfect, as if suddenly something has just clicked into place. The three of you look at each other for a moment. Then it happens. It's hard to tell who moved first, but it doesn't matter either. Before you know it, you're kissing them. They are kissing. You're sharing a three-way kiss that feels amazing. You hear a moan, probably from all three of you, and the kiss deepens. The embrace tightens and hands begin to roam, caressing not with lust but with affection and support, with love.

"As much as I love this, we really need to go. They are looking for me and soon they will find me." Katie sounds equal parts scared and ****.

"What's going on, Kate?" Rachel asks. "Who's looking for you? Why?"

"Not now, baby." You interrupt, aware of the urgency even if you don't understand. Katie looks at you gratefully, her lips forming the words "thank you" and "sorry" without saying them aloud. Sighing, your girlfriend nods.

"How are we going to do this? The three of us can't fit on your bike, Kate." You say, uttering the affectionate nickname with a confidence and affection that surprises even you. The girls look surprised, but not in a bad way, you note as their gazes fill with tenderness. Like everything else, it doesn't make any sense, and yet it does in a surprising way.

"We'll fit on my bike, don't worry. It's..." She sighs. "It's one of those things I'll explain to you later. For now just..." She shudders. "I need you both to trust me, please."

That last plea is so loaded that both you and Rachel go back to hugging her. You don't know why, but you do, you trust her. Your instinct has never failed you before. You share a glance with your brunette girlfriend as you try to comfort the trembling blonde in your arms. A strange understanding is exchanged between the two of you and you both nod firmly. You don't know what is happening or what will happen, but you know Katie will be in your future. The mere thought fills you with a sense of rightness and perfection. That's what must happen even if you don't know why. Your girlfriend clearly feels the same way. Your blonde looks up, full of love, at both of you, and suddenly you're kissing again.

"Okay, okay. We need to... Fuck, we need to go." Katie is so **** that, despite her own words, she goes back to kissing you some more. Finally she sighs and untangles herself, you and Rachel doing the same. Approaching her bike, Katie sits down and signals for you to approach as she hands you each a helmet.

You get on the bike behind Katie and, to your surprise, there's plenty of room for Rachel behind you. You can feel it with your body, even if visually the bike is already fully occupied. It's a very jarring sensation. Rachel hesitates, seeing the same as you and unable to feel what you are feeling, and you reach toward her. With a scream, Rachel falls behind you, surprised to feel the seat beneath her instead of the ground.

Katie starts the bike as you put on your helmets. You cling to her waist as Rachel clings to yours. Unconsciously the three of you squeeze together. You can feel the girls grinding against you and you do the same. For a moment, Katie leans into your chest and Rachel leans into your back. You can feel your girlfriend's hardness against your ass. The slight grinding of the blonde in front of you against your own erection isn't exactly helping matters, either. Leaning over the blonde, you deposit a soft kiss on her neck. Behind you, Rachel giggles. You know she should be jealous and you should be worried. You are, actually, and probably Rach is too, but the feeling that this is the right thing to do hasn't gone away. You squeeze Katie's waist lightly and take the opportunity to whisper in her ear.

"Promise me you'll tell us everything, Katie."

"I swear, John. No more secrets. God, I didn't even come to steal her away from you, you know." Surprisingly, despite your helmets and the noise of the motorcycle, you can hear each other perfectly, So the smile in Katie's voice is audible to you. In response, you decide to press yourself against her ass, and as you expected, Katie moves against you, shuddering with desire.

"God, I missed you guys so much!" She says, her voice shaky and raw. "I never forgot you, John. I was incapable of forgetting that night." She sighs. "I'm sorry, Rach. For what it's worth, I never meant to hurt you, love."

Your brunette girlfriend sighs behind you, the affection clear in her tone as she responds. "I know. I don't know how, but I know. Something tells me that what happened wasn't entirely your fault either, though I don't understand that part either. I..." Your girlfriend squeezes your waist for a moment. "I want us to get through this, together. The three of us."

Her tone is full of hesitation at the end, so you just nod, knowing she'll notice the movement. Finally, Katie revs up her motorcycle and you three set off...