Keeping up with Chloe.

Chapter 5 – Lake House Vacation (continued)

The two of them entered the living room to find the movie was half over, but neither Tristan or Heather were really paying attention anymore, as they seemed to be eyeing each other, the former seemed hopeful, while the latter seemed irritated.

“Everything okay, Chloe?” Alex asked when she spotted them moving up behind the couch.

“Yeah, everything’s great.” The Navajo girl said with a smile, “Just been a lot of excitement for one day, I guess.” She climbed over the back of the couch on the right side and sat down between Heather and the arm of the couch, forcing the blonde cheerleader to scoot closer to Kate, who in turn was squished up against Helena with four of them now on the couch made for three.

Tristan frowned at Chloe’s antics, while Jason went towards the deck, “I’m going to check on Lucy and Percy.”

He found the two thirteen-year-olds talking and giggling at a table out on the porch, with Lucy’s injured foot propped up on a third chair, though it didn’t seem to be causing her any pain or discomfort currently. “You two need anything?” Jason asked.

“We’re good.” Percy insisted at the same moment Lucy said, “I could use a drink refill, please?” She held up her glass which had a few mostly melted ice-cubes left in it.

“Sure, what were you drinking?” He asked, taking the glass from her.

“Pink lemonade, it’s in the fridge.” She said, flashing him a grateful smile.

So Jason put a fresh scoop of ice into the glass from the freezer, and filled it most the way to the top from the pitcher of pink lemonade in the fridge and carried it outside for Lucy.

By the time he returned to the living room, something had gone seriously off the rails.

“…of your shitty innuendos.” Chloe was growling, on her feet, as was everyone else in the room as the black-haired girl faced off with Leo’s best friend.

“Why don’t you let her speak for herself?” Tristan countered, “I don’t see her complaining, and I’m not going to be told off by a jealous, horse-faced, flat-chested…”

Jason saw the fury enter Chloe’s eyes too late to get to her before she’d moved. But his arms circled her torso just as her boot was making contact with the fly of Tristan’s jeans, pulling her off balance and throwing off her kick, which landed with significantly less force than it might have otherwise.

In the next instant, the brown-haired sixteen-year-old was on the floor, clutching his bruised crotch and moaning as Jason and Heather held Chloe back from assaulting him further. “You fucking bitch!” Tristan cried.

“Leo, get him out of here.” Jason told his brother, who nodded and grabbed his friend’s arm, helping him to his feet, though he could only waddle, still hunched over from the pain.

They ended up going out the front door, so Jason and the girls dragged Chloe towards the stairs, with the Navajo girl throwing them off once her target was out of sight, “Let me go, I’m not going after him.” She growled, her breathing coming short and fast, with tears running down her cheeks. Startled, Jason released her.

“Come up stairs.” He insisted. “You need to calm down.” She nodded, and stumbled up the steps, with Jason turning to address the concerned gazes of the other four women in the room. “I don’t want to crowd her; does one of you want to come up with me to make sure she’s alright?”

“I’ll come.” Heather offered. “They were fighting over me, after all, and I’m not sure I’d trust myself not to kick the asshole myself if he came back in before I can cool off.”

The two of them made their way up the stairs after Chloe, finding her in her bed, her face pressed into her pillow. “Hey, Chloe.” He said as he moved to sit next to her and stroke her hair. “I think I can guess what that was about, but… I think there’s got to be more to it than just Tristan being a creep. Is something wrong on your end?”

Heather sat on Jason’s bed, her hands clasped in front of her, looking like she was trying very hard not to say something snarky.

Chloe shook her head, “I dunno. I think my trauma is…” She turned to glance at him over her shoulder, and spotted Heather sitting nearby, “I feel off.” She finished. “Like… there’s a gap, and I’m not fully certain what to fill it with.” She continued, obviously trying to talk about the app, but unable to fully articulate it while restricted by the warding masque.

“Is your uh… therapy helping?” Heather asked, as uncertain and hesitant as Jason had ever seen her.

Jason offered her a grateful smile, and turned back to Chloe. She sighed and rolled onto her back, throwing an arm across her eyes, “I’m not seeing a therapist.” She informed the blonde. “I’ve been working through things with Jason, but… well I guess there are side-effects. Mood swings.”

“Ah. Do you want to talk about it? Maybe a third perspective can offer something you haven’t been getting from just the two of you? Even a shitty one like mine.”

Chloe chuckled, and Jason smiled again. “Heather.” She said, craning her neck to look at the blonde over Jason’s lap.

“Yeah?” Heather leaned forward, her elbows on her knees.

“Wanna cuddle?”

The cheerleader’s blue eyes widened, and blinked twice, “Uh, wha?” She muttered.

But Chloe held out her arms invitingly and Jason shifted out of the way, so Heather stood, blushing, and closed the distance, laying down next to Chloe and wrapping her arms around the taller brown-skinned girl.

“Sorry for being a moody bitch.” Chloe whispered. “Things have been really weird for me lately.”

“It’s fine.” Heather whispered back, giving the Navajo girl a squeeze, pressing close. “Is this helping?”

“Mhmm.” Chloe raised a hand, and beckoned Jason closer. “You too, Jason. Come cuddle your girlfriend, and your crush.”

“Hey, I didn’t agree to that.” Heather said, raising her head and sending a warning glance Jason’s way.

“Come on, Heather. It’s just cuddling.”

Heather sighed, and with one more glance at Jason over her shoulder, she nodded, “Fine. But no…”

“No conditions, Heather.” Jason said as he lay down behind her, and wrapped an arm around them both. “This isn’t about you; though I apologize in advance if I poke you or anything.”

“Ugh.” Heather shook her head, her hair tickling Jason’s nose. “If I didn’t know better I might think this was all an elaborate con to get me in bed with you.”

“Just a lucky coincidence.” Chloe murmured; her eyes closed as she snuggled into the dual embrace. “Though it is kinda hot.”

Jason chuckled, and Heather groaned. “I knew it.”

“Relax, Heather.” Jason said, laying his head on his arm and breathing in her scent. “I like having you in my arms like this, but I’m doing this for her, not for me.”

“Yeah. We won’t use cheap tactics when we get you and Jason in bed for real.” Chloe added.

Heather mumbled something under her breath.

“What was that?”

“A couple days ago I would have scoffed at the idea, but I guess now I’m part of this fucked up harem thing you’ve got going.”

“You’re not having second thoughts, are you?” Chloe opened her eyes and met Heather’s gaze.

“Naw. I’m all-in. But I reserve the right to talk a little shit to you about it. Here, I’ll prove it.” She took hold of Jason’s hand, and moved it from Chloe’s back to the space between her and the taller girl, right onto her sizable breast. “How’s that, Dick-Head?”

Jason froze for a brief moment, but then let his hand close gently around the fleshy mound beneath his palm. Even through her shirt and bra, it felt pretty fantastic, soft and pliant, her flesh moved as he shifted his hand in a way that Kate’s or Alex’s breasts did not, with a combination of give and springiness that was unique in his limited experience. It was definitely the largest breast he’d gotten a hand on, and Heather’s soft sigh was only encouraging as he kneaded it, caressing with his fingers, in search of her nipple.

“That’s nice.” The blonde murmured as Chloe just watched him explore, holding her breath, and clenching her thighs. “Fucking shit balls. You’re really getting off on this.”

Chloe nodded, biting her lower lip. Jason still hadn’t located the cheerleader’s nipple through her clothes, feeling a bit frustrated by the thickness of cloth in between them. So he slipped his hand down to the hem of her top, and back up along her bare stomach.

“Hey watch it, Dick-Head!”

He froze again, but Chloe leaned in, and kissed Heather, causing the blonde to stiffen in surprise, but then quickly begin to kiss her back, as Jason waited another second before allowing his hand to resume its journey along Heather’s toned stomach, giving the cheerleader plenty of opportunity to stop him if she chose.

He splayed his fingers across her belly, and rubbed small circles against her skin with his palm. She moaned softly into the kiss and Chloe smiled. “I take it you’re feeling better?” Jason asked, and the black-haired girl nodded subtly. “Should we rejoin the others then?” He added, letting his fingertips graze the underside of Heather’s bra, testing the waters to see if she’d object.

The two girls finally broke their kiss, both of them breathing heavily. “Damn, you guys make one helluva team.” Heather muttered. “Whenever you get past that trauma shit, I think I might be up for a threesome, if you’re still interested.”

“That could be fun.” Chloe agreed. “Though, we might be able to arrange something sooner, with one of the other girls.”

“What other girls besides Kate?” Heather wondered, raising an eyebrow. “‘Cause I’m not sure she’d go for it.”

“Alex might.” Chloe murmured, and Heather sat up, dislodging Jason’s hand as she stared down at Chloe, then back at Jason.

“Are you talking about incest?”

But Chloe just shrugged, “Alex and Jason are unusually close, but I’m not suggesting he have sex with her, but that we might be able to get them to both be intimate with you at the same time.”

“That wouldn’t be gross?” Heather directed the question at Jason.

It was his turn to shrug, “She’s a beautiful woman, and it’s not like we’ve never seen each other naked before. Chloe’s right, we’re a bit closer than some siblings, and I wouldn’t object to seeing her and you together, and I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t object to seeing me either, even if it might be a little strange at first.”

“We never should have let you two share a room.” She said, frowning at him.

Jason sat up, and raised his hand, “I promise whatever unusual relationship we might have, there are some lines we’ve never crossed. She knows about Chloe and I, and the three of us have even explored some things together, but sex between the two of us has never been on the table.”

Heather shook her head, “I feel like I keep learning things about you I’m not sure I’m ready for yet. Are you saying you have no desire to have sex with your sister?”

Jason blinked, and sighed, “Look, I think she’s pretty sexy, but just feeling desire doesn’t mean I’d ever act on it, especially if she wasn’t in to it.”

“Why do I get the feeling there’s more you’re not telling me? Is this why you were able to get Alex to agree to take a shower with me?”

Chloe sighed, “In part, yes. I’m a kinky bitch, alright? If you’re gonna be mad at someone, be mad at me, I’m really turned on by the idea of Jason doing stuff with Alex, or Lena, or even Lynn. I’ve pushed him to do stuff, and while they’ve played around a little, Jason’s not lying when he said there are lines he hasn’t crossed, and may never cross. And even if they did, Alex has made it clear that they must take every possible precaution to avoid serious consequences.”

“What kind of consequences?” Heather scowled at the Navajo girl.

“Like a pregnancy.” Chloe said bluntly. “I don’t know if she’d ever even get that far, but she’s thinking ahead about possibilities, that’s all. And frankly, this is a conversation you should be having with her about some of this. I doubt she’ll be happy to learn we shared it with you.”

“You’re the one who brought it up.”

“I know. I messed up. I’m just really out of sorts right now, okay? Can we go back to cuddling?”

“You’re a fucking freak.” Heather said, still sitting up in between them.

“I know…” Chloe looked down.

Heather sighed, “Christ, don’t give me that look. I didn’t say it was a bad thing.”

Jason chuckled, and his girlfriend smiled, “I’m still kinda coming to terms with it myself. I guess that’s part of my ‘therapy’.”

“Ugh. I guess if you’re a freak for wanting it, I must be a freak for going along with it.” Heather finally laid back down, this time facing up, with Jason and Chloe both hugging her from the sides. “This is going to be a weird fucking harem, but I did say I was all in, didn’t I?”

“Think about it this way.” Chloe suggested. “You’re attracted to Alex, and you think Jason is attractive too, right?”

“In his Dick-Head way.” Heather acknowledged.

“So the two of them together should be even more attractive, right?”

“That makes a stupid-ass amount of sense. Unfortunately.”

“So, just leave it at that for now. We’ll figure out the rest as we go.”

“I guess.” The blonde closed her eyes, lightly caressing them each with one hand. “Any other…”

She was interrupted by a knock at the door, followed by Alex’s voice. “Hey, you guys okay? Tristan seems to be recovered. We got him some ice.” There was a pause as Jason sat up, and Heather climbed past him out of the bed entirely. “Can I come in?”

“Yeah, come in.” Heather said, brushing down her clothes, though her face was still flushed.

The door opened, and Alex peaked her head inside, glancing from Heather, to Jason, to Chloe, and back. “What are you three up to?”

“Nothing.” Heather said, perhaps a little too quickly.

“We were just cuddling, and talking.” Chloe said, still laid on her side. “I guess I owe Tristan an apology.”

“Yeah, that would be a good start.” Alex said, moving closer, and sitting on Jason’s bed.

Heather moved to sit next to her, “There’s something you should know, Hon.”

“Yeah, I may have accidentally spilled the beans a little.” Chloe admitted. “I didn’t give her all the details, but she knows you and Jason have done some things.”

“Oh, uh…”

“Relax, Honey, I’m… mostly okay with it.” Heather reassured her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “I think it’s weird, but we’re all a bit weird in our own ways.”

“I guess.” Alex smiled, and leaned her head against the side of Heather’s head, slouching a little to match the shorter girl. “I’ve been really worried about what people might think.”

“Fuck ‘em. Who cares what random assholes think?” Heather said firmly.

“I guess.” Her smile grew wider, “Thanks for not being too judgmental about the whole thing.”

“Well. I think I’m mostly recovered, but can you two give me and Jason a moment before we join you downstairs?” Chloe asked.

“Sure, Tiger Lily.” Heather stood up and helped Alex to her feet.

“See you in a bit.” Alex said, and they both left the room.

A moment later, Chloe sat up. “I think I need you to turn my trauma back on.” She told him.

“Why?”

“It’s such a big part of me, I feel kinda hollow without it. I’m sure I’ll get used to it in time, and we’ll turn it back off when we’re doing anything intimate, but the rest of the time, let’s leave it on except in short bursts, okay?”

“Alright, if you think that’s best.” He navigated to her profile and deactivated the perk he’d bought for her.

Chloe Yazzie

Relationship: Boyfriend, Co-Conspirator, Gaming Buddy

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Loyalty 92, Friendship 74, Affection 73 (+2), Trust 70, Lust 66 (+2), Love 57 (+1), Playfulness 47, Protectiveness 45 (+2)

Special Traits: Confidante, Partner in Crime

Hidden Traits*: Deeply Rooted Trauma*, Self Loathing,

Active Effects: Reveal hidden traits and details, Unravel enchantment secretly on Taboo Geass

Inactive Effects: Suppress special trait (Deeply Rooted Trauma)

“Anything else?”

“No, let’s head downstairs.” She gave him a quick kiss before moving towards the door.

Jason hoped there weren’t any other unforeseen consequences like this from his usage of the app.