Home is where the Heart Is

“Welcome home,” I’d said to Cattie, holding her hand as we’d driven into Las Vegas.

It wasn’t really that different from driving into any other major city in the US. The famous ‘Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas Nevada’ sign might have been on the outskirts of the city at some point, but these days it was well within city limits and was one of many touristy Instagram stops. It also happened to be much deeper into the city than we were going since the 15 came in from the northeast and our condo was in the Central North area of the city.

Still, it had been a special moment because Cattie had never been to Vegas to visit us - she’d been years before on a family trip to see the sites and a couple of shows, but driving in with us and getting to say those words was something else.

Then we’d made our way through the city, nowhere near the Strip and its famous sites, and stopped at the grocery store before heading to our place.

Grocery shopping for three wasn’t so different than for two. Grocery shopping with two partners instead of one made the experience different. Cass and Cattie’s easy banter was infectious, and we were handsy. If I didn’t have one of them holding my hand, then I had one wrapped under my arm or had a hand on their ass.

Both of them seemed to like that last one the most, flashing me grins and occasionally pulling my hand into place instead of waiting for me to do it myself.

I also noticed us getting looks. Not often - it’s not like we were being excessive with PDA like horny teenagers. Kisses were limited to quick pecks between me and either one of them. And we weren’t actively goofing off like they had when they’d gone grocery shopping with most of the girls during the trip. But neither of them was hiding the fact that we were together, and I wasn’t doing it either. And that drew attention.

One old guy did a double take when I gave Cattie a kiss and he nudged the other old guy he was with and whispered to him. I realised they were cycling at around the same rate we were through the store and had probably seen me kiss Cass one or two ailes earlier. One woman, trailing three kids that weren’t getting much supervision whatsoever, scowled at me and Cass as we stood with our hands in each other’s back pockets, then her eyes bugged out when Cattie joined us with the cart and I pulled her into a side hug around her waist and she tilted her lips up for another quick kiss.

The biggest reaction we got, though, was from a trio of teenage boys. Maybe one of them recognized Cass or Catie - it was entirely possible. It didn’t happen often with Cass out in the normal world, but her current hairstyle and colour were pretty distinctive, and they did look pretty nerdy and like they might follow cosplayers on social media. Whether they actually recognised one of the girls or not, they definitely found both my fiancee and my girlfriend attractive enough that they started whispering to each other and glancing over. We were just finishing up and I was pushing the cart into line at the checkout, and Cass must have seen the three boys as well because she pulled Cattie back a couple steps and whispered to her.

Then Cattie came over, ducked under my arm and stood between me and the cart, glancing over her shoulder at me with a dazzling smile as she rocked her ass back with a press and wiggle against my crotch. I chuckled and she took my hands from the cart and wrapped them around her so I squeezed her in a hug. She turned in my arms and tilted her lips up for a kiss, which I gave her as I also gave her butt a quick, surreptitious squeeze with one hand. But then she said, “Oh, I forgot something,” a little louder than necessary and ducked back under my arm and grabbed Cass by the arm trading places with her. “Your turn,” she said, winking at me before skipping off deeper into the grocery store.

Cass, giggling under her breath, assumed Cattie’s place just facing me this time and grabbed both my hands, bringing them back onto her ass as she grinned up at me. I chuckled, shaking my head, knowing what she was doing, and she shrugged. “Love you, Tiger,” she said, then went on her tiptoes to give me a kiss.

When we got outside after I paid - Cattie demanding that we let her split the bill despite me arguing she was our guest for the next few days and Cass reminding me that she was my girlfriend, not just a guest, and needed to be allowed to be equal - both of the girls were chuckling because of the look on those teenagers faces.

“You were an absolute God to them,” Cass grinned. “Seriously, when Cattie made it clear she was with you I think one of them might have died of envy. Must have had a goth girl fetish.”

Cattie snorted and shrugged. “I do have a very specific niche in my fanbase who wishes I only ever did goth, goth and more goth,” she chuckled. “I for one like a little more variety. But you didn’t see the one who acted like he’d gotten stabbed in the heart when you got him to grab your butt. I think he had a cuckold kink ‘cause I’m pretty sure he was covering for having a raging boner.”

“You two are evil,” I laughed. “I love you, but you’re evil.”

“Join the Dark Side, Robbie,” Cass said.

“We have hookers and blow,” Cattie laughed.

“We do?” Cass asked, continuing the joke. “Well if I’d known that I wouldn’t have baked cookies to try and lure him over. Break out the hookers and blow, already!”

I got the groceries and girls loaded into the car while managing not to roll my eyes too hard.

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