He finally fully caves in.

He smiled. "Easy. You're my real girlfriend."

A piece of him died with that statement. He never realized it. He never wanted to.

He found himself unattached to Kaitlyn.

She smiled, giggling. She pulled him in even closer and rested his forehead on hers. She then pulled his lips onto hers and he kissed the only girl he loved now. She then pulled away and kissed his nose.

"And you're my real boyfriend."

The same with her.

"Now then, please pull out of me so I can wash up and you can wash all of the lipstick off of you."

"That was a surreal experience." He said, freeing his limp cock from her snatch. He poured out of her, his cum splattering the floor. "I've never double dipped."

She laughed. "Did you just call fucking a girl twice double dipping?"

"Is that what it's called?"

"I dunno. But it's cute." She got up off of the counter. "I'll warm the shower. You grab the towels."

As he left, she immediately got onto the floor and (after inspecting it, making sure it wasn't deadly or otherwise bodily harmful for her to do) licked it clean. She smiled satisfactorily.

"So." He said resting on one side of the couch in nothing but his underwear. "I guess we're sharing a couch again."

She hopped on top of him in her thong and one of his sweatshirts. "Looks like it, couch-mate."

"Oversized. I like it." He grinned.

"Yeah, well, it belonged to someone relatively okay at one time."

"Oh, relatively okay?"

"Yeah. He's 'aight." She shrugged.

"Oh I'll show you alright--" He began to tickle her and they wrestled for a while, with her submitting as she lay now with him over top of her. He laughed.

"We always end up in this position."

She wrapped her legs around him and pulled him close for a kiss. "Are you complaining?"

"Never."

They didn't stop kissing for a full twenty minutes. He broke off of her and kissed her nose.

She turned a tint of red. "Hey." She said, getting serious for a moment.

"Yeah?"

"How...I mean, you know. How is this-" She pointed at her and then him, "how is this going to work?"

Although he felt nothing for Kaitlyn romantically anymore, he still cared about how she felt. He hesitated.

"How about this." He said after thinking for a while. "We can't just both break up with them at the same time and we can't just get together right afterwards. And plus -- I kinda like sneaking around with you."

She grinned. "So do I."

"So, we have to slowly wear them down. Gradually. Stop doing the sweet things. Show affection only when asked or needed. Don't make it seem like anything has changed, and yet literally everything has."

"And we should try and seem more friendly out there when they're around. So that way, once we're both...'single', it seems natural."

He kissed her. "You're a fuckin genius, kid."

"I try."

"A genius with a cute little butt."

"Hey!" She said, slapping his chest.

"Ow."

"Oh, sorry. That wasn't about the butt thing, I just had an idea."

He squeezed her butt. "Oh, okay. What's your idea?"