Pillow talk and a little mischief.

You lay under the bedsheets with Norah, quietly and contently making out. All you can hear is your mixed breathing, your lips and tongues playing and her soft moans.

Norah breaks the kiss to stare into your eyes with a complex expression.

“I… I have to admit, I’m still unsure about this.” She admits. “I think that… I WANT this to work out, but I’m worried it won’t.” She looks at you seriously. “I love you, Vivian loves you… Shelly loves you. Can you really say you love us all equally?”

You hold Norah tightly, and she snuggles against you for comfort, nervously awaiting your answer.

“I can,” You say. “My words are cheap, and there’s nothing I can do here and now that will show you how serious I am, so please, give me some time. I’ll show you I care about you all equally.”

“I believe you,” She says. “I just don’t want this to end badly. I don’t want to lose you, I don’t want Vivian to lose you, I don’t want you to lose your sister… Things like jealously and envy could easily destroy our relationship.” She admits nervously.

You can’t help but give her a smile.

“I don’t think we need to worry about that too much.”

“What makes you say that? How can you be sure that we won’t get jealous of each other?”

“I can show you if you let me take a picture of you right now.”

Norah is confused, but reluctantly agrees. You take a picture of her. Covered by the bed sheets, naked shoulders and messy hair. You immediately send the picture to Vivian.

When you get a reply, you grin and show it to Norah.

“You sent it to Vivian?”

…

“‘SEND A VIDEO’!?” She reads Vivian’s reply out loud. Mouth agape, she stares at the message. She can’t believe it, and you don’t blame her.

“Vivian has… developed an intense interest in this kind of thing, and Shelly’s has been very clear, saying she doesn’t mind sharing and even finds it hot.” You explain. “I think we’ll find troubles, but I believe we have the right mindset to make this work.”

Norah keeps staring at your phone, as if that message had some sort of hidden meaning. Finally, she laughs happily. “Okay, okay! I get it now.” She looks at you. “Fine, no more complaints from me! I’m yours now, so you better work hard and keep me satisfied, okay? I have YEARS of pent up sexual frustration I need to work on.”

“Hey, I’m up for another round if you are.”

“Good.” Norah licks her lips. “Now… about that video…”