Post shower groping

“Uggghhhhh.”

“Naw, babe.”

“Auurrrghhhh….”

“Aw, my poor baby.” Vi says sadly, the phone pressed to her ear. “Did my care package help you feel better?”

“Yeaugh…. Thanks… Love you…”

“I love you too! Get better soon! Call or text me if you need any more care packages, I put medicine and some choc almonds in there to motivate you to get better!”

“Thanks…. You are the best… Bye..”

Vi hangs up the phone and flinches at Ari sadly.

“He sounds like he’s dying.” Ari says, dropping her teasing act for a moment, genuine concern in her eyes.

“Yeah… He got food poisoning and it’s fucking him up.” Vi says, leaning back against the headrest of her bed.

“Did he go to the doctor?” Ari asks, legs crossed beneath her, glancing between her sketchbook on her lap and the shared television mounted on the wall.

“He can’t get out of bed, he can’t keep anything down either.”

Ari crinkles her nose in disgust. “Damn, poor dude.”

“Yeah, I feel so bad for him! I haven’t got food poisoning in ages.”

Ari thinks for a moment. “I did last year. Remember? I moved my blankets and my pillows into the bathroom.”

Vi laughs. “Oh yeah, that was so bad! What’d you eat again?”

Ari’s sketching pauses, she looks up at Vi sheepishly. “An old weed brownie.”

Vi absoultely cackles as Ari takes it on the chin.

The shower in their bathroom turns off.

“He takes longer showers than me.” Vi says, smiling at the door.

“Yeah, I don’t know why. He’s bald.” Ari remarks, grinning. “I think he watches reels on his phone.”

“I used to do that.” Vi says. “Take my phone into the shower.”

“Not anymore?”

“Nope. Dropped it, fucked my phone, had to get a new one.” Vi responds, her turn to be sheepish.

“Hey, Ari!” Sai’s voice echoes through the room, sticking his head past the ajar door. “Can you pass me my bag?”

“No.” Ari says, not even looking up. “Give me a show, babe, walk on out here.”

Sai rolls his eyes and cranes to look at Vi, giving her a pleading look.

“You think I’m gonna pass up a boy show?” She replies without missing a beat.

“You guys are so annoying.” Sai says, ducking his head back in, “I’m putting a towel on though!”

“Booooooo!” Vi says, getting a laugh out of Ari.

Sai steps out to a chorus of wolf whistles from the girls, a fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist, his muscles glistening from a thin layer of moisture, flexing with each step across the room towards the foot of Ari’s bed, Vi bites her lower lip with appreciation as his back muscles ripple with each subtle movement.

“Fuck, you are so buff Sai.” Vi says, half teasingly, half in awe.

Ari rolls her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, blow his ego up even more.”

Sai grins at his girlfriend, flexing his arm, getting an encouraging cooing sound from Vi’s side of the room.

Ari’s eyes settle on his bicep and she smirks. “I hate your stupid muscles.”

Sai narrows his eyes, putting his hands on the wall next to her bed, looking down at her. “Are you sure? You usually can’t stop touching them.”

Ari looks up, a mix of a pout and a smirk on her face, she reaches up and rubs her hands on his pec. “Stupid muscles.”

Sai chuckles and stands back, bending over he picks up his bag, and he starts to cross the room again.

Ari clears her throat.

He turns questioningly. She motions to Vi. “We’re not selfish in this house.”

Sai turns to Vi and grins.

“Oooh…. I love an interactive show.” Vi says, shuffling onto her knees, she slides across the top of her bed and leans back on her heels, looking up at Sai who stands.

“Make those pecs hard for me boy.” Vi says.

Sai tenses his chest, which Vi very much appreciates, her hands are on his chest, she slowly moves her palm and fingers, her eyes glued to the shape and definition of his torso. She slowly drags her hands down from his chest, her head tilting back to look at his face. The air has gotten a lot thicker. She drags her hands down to his abs, feeling and circling each individual defined muscle. Sai’s towel is shifting.

A pair of hands come from behind Sai. Neither of them noticed Ari sneak over and stand behind the boy, her hands cupping his pecs from behind. And for a few glorious minutes, the two horny girls grope Sai’s hard body, his dick well and truly hard now. Vi fiddles with the towel, teasing it.

But Vi suddenly grins, and flicks his cock head through the towel.

“Ow!” Sai says, stepping back, Ari jumping out of the way just in time smirking and laughing as she rounds the bed to sit on the edge next to Vi.

“You two are such sirens!” Sai says chuckling, walking back into the bathroom.

Ari leans on Vi’s shoulder with a dreamy sigh.

“Ok, girl in love.” Vi laughs.

“I mean, he’s great. Better than cucky.” Ari replies, sneering.

“Hey. I told you already.” Vi says, her voice dropping into a more serious octave. “Don’t call him that when he’s not around. It’s fine to tease, he likes it, it turns him on. But that was just mean.”

Ari groans dramatically but nods. “Yeah, yeah. I know. It turns me on to call him that.”

“Yeah, well. Don’t. He’s not like that.”

Ari sighs and sits up. “Obviously. He could do to be a bit less of a pussy, though.”

“Ari!” Vi snaps, her brow furrowing with a small sliver of anger.

The offending girl puts her hands up in apology. “Sorry! Sorry! It’s just fun! I genuinely don’t mean it.” She grins. “I know you enjoy doing a bit of that humiliation.”

“Yes. To him. With his consent. Not behind his back.” Ari states, her eyes burning into her best friend.

“Okaaaaaayyyy!” Ari says, grabbing Vi’s hand. “I’ll stop trying to push your buttons, I love Erik, he’s great, and you two are perfect for each other.”

Vi rolls her eyes but kisses Ari on the forehead, pushing her away playfully. “Your mouth is going to get you in trouble.”

“Promise? Can Erik be the one to punish me? You think I can get him angry enough to take it out on me?” Ari asks with a grin, Vi reacting with an eye roll.

Ari looks at the bathroom door again, and then at Vi. “So, when are you going to fuck Sai?”

“Soon. I hope.” She responds. “I want Erik to be there with me when it happens.”

“Oooh. A friend group event?” She asks hopefully.

“Maybe. Or at least… He watches and you like, suck him off or something, leave him a bit desperate.”

Ari chuckles. “You ever think about how freaky we are talking about this kind of stuff so openly?”

“Sometimes. But it’s fun.”

“Agreed…. Whore.”

“Whore?! Damn!!” Vi says back, the vulgarity of the words coming across as a bit shocking.

“I’m sure we can organise that though.” Ari says with a grin. “He’ll be well pleased to hear that.”

“He better be.” Vi says, giggling. “I like having hot, sweaty buff men above me after all.”

“Weird that you don’t want to date them though.” Speaking quickly after she gets a glare from Vi. “Not that Erik doesn’t have a great body, but Sai is very obviously bigger.”

Vi concedes, “Too big though. He’s anal about meal plans and protein and stuff, right?”

Ari nods. “Yeah, it’s a bit annoying. But, I told him, don’t put that shit on me, he can do whatever.”

“Exactly. I want to share that kind of stuff, Erik can do that with me.” She puts a finger up. “And he’s still got a great body!”

Ari nods. “Fair. Wait, is that why you joined the cheerleaders? To see more sweaty men?”

“Well…Yeah.” She laughs. “And then getting them all on me after a win.” She jokes.

“What?” Ari asks.

Vi turns. “Oh my god. Did I forget to tell you?”

“Bitch. Tell me what?”

Vi’s eyes light up and she bounds across the room, sitting on Ari’s bed with her, rambling on about the cheerleading team.

“THAT’S REAL??? I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST A FUCKED RUMOUR!”

“YEAH!”

Sai steps out of the bathroom. “What’s real?”

“I’M GOING TO JOIN THE CHEERLEADERS!” Ari decalres.

Sai laughs. “Yeah, right. You and exercise. Fo sho.”

“I’m putting you in my suicide note.” Ari snaps back.