Fowler

I lie awake for a while, watching Emersyn and Valarie sleep. They look so peaceful, so serene. I didn't mean to tell Emersyn I loved her earlier, but it isn't like she didn't know already. We've all said it in our own way.

I wonder if she knows how much I love her. I have always been casual in my relationships, but Emersyn is different. She makes me feel complete, like I'm the best version of myself.

I'm a mess without her.

Emersyn has no idea what she's doing to me. She's not trying to, but I'm putty in her hands.

And Val. Damn. This woman is so strong and so stubborn. I don't know how to explain it, but she makes me feel alive too. She is so much like me. She keeps up with my banter, and loves Emersyn as much as I do.

I know Val and Emmie have had somewhat of a romantic relationship before, but they've never gone into details. I know if I asked, they would tell me. But I don't want to pry. But also, maybe I do.

I can feel my blood rushing down through my body and know I need to change my thoughts to something else before I make this sleepover awkward.

Bunnies.

Cute little fluffy bunnies. Those won't make me horny. Just keep thinking about bunnies.

Oh god, bunnies fuck a lot. They're like, notorious for fucking.

Damnit, Fowler. Think of something else. Anything else.

I finally get myself calmed down thinking of politics. Nothing kills a boner faster.

Finally, my eyes start to grow heavy, and I'm lulled to sleep.

**

I wake up to the sound of whispers. I can hear Emmie and Val talking, but I can't make out the words. I'm pulled fully from my sleep when I hear a noise. It's a noise I would know anywhere. It's the sound of Emmie moaning.

I slowly blink my eyes open and look up. Emmie is straddling Val's hips. Val is kissing her, her hand under Emmie's shirt. I can only imagine what that hand is doing. Emmie is moaning, her hips grinding against Val.

My dick is instantly hard, and my breathing grows ragged. Fuck. This is so hot.

Desire courses through me, raw and urgent. I shift closer, unsure if they noticed I'm awake. Val breaks the kiss and looks at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Look who's finally awake," she purrs, her hand sliding down Emmie's back, resting on her ass.

"I couldn't miss a show like this," I breathe.

"Would you like to join us?" Emmie asks, her eyes sparkling.

"I wouldn't miss this."

Emmie's lips are on mine, hungry and passionate. Val sits up, bringing Emmie's hardened nipple into her mouth.

Emmie breaks the kiss, her eyes glazed with lust.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" she asks.

"Very."

"It's not too... weird for you?"

"Not at all. It's really fucking hot, actually."

Emmie grins and turns back to Val, giving her a searing kiss. They both stand, and slowly strip off the rest of their clothes. Emmie's eyes lock on mine.

I drink in the sight of Emmie. Her full breasts, her fleshy thighs. I turn and do the same to Val. Val's body is more toned than Emmie's, her breasts smaller, but they are both goddesses in the flesh.

"Fuck," I growl, my cock straining against the confines of my sweats.

Val moves behind Emmie and begins kissing her neck. Emmie tilts her head back, exposing her neck. One of Val's hands move around to massage Emmie's breast, and the other slides down her stomach and in between her legs.

Emmie makes a noise that has me wanting to come right now.

"Is she wet, Val?" I ask, my voice thick with desire.

"Mmm," Val replies. "So fucking wet."

I can't wait any longer. I have to touch them. To have my hands on their bodies.

I pull off my pants and crawl toward them. My eyes lock with Emmie's as Val continues her ministrations. I reach up and grab her hips, pulling her toward me. My cock is throbbing, begging for attention.

Val pulls away and moves behind Emmie, guiding her to the bed. Emmie follows, and when she's lying on her back, Val leans forward and starts kissing her, her ass in the air, her hand between her own thighs.

I take the opportunity to lean down and kiss and lick every inch of Emmie. Her skin is so soft, so smooth. She tastes like peaches and cream. I can't get enough.

Val and Emmie break the kiss, and their eyes land on me. Their gazes are intense and lust-filled.

"Are you ready, Fowler?" Val asks.

"So fucking ready."

Val grins and crawls over to me. Her hands are on my chest, pushing me back against the pillows.

"Let us take care of you," she purrs.

"Yes, ma'am," I manage to gasp.

"Good boy," she coos.

Her lips are on mine, and her tongue is in my mouth. Emmie's mouth is on the other side of my neck, sucking and nibbling.

"Oh, fuck," I moan.

Their hands are all over me. Touching, teasing, caressing. I can't take it anymore. I need to be inside of one of them.

"Please," I beg. "I need..."

Val laughs softly. "You'll get it soon."

"Be patient," Emmie whispers, her breath hot against my ear.

"Fuck."

I lose track of time, lost in the sensation of their lips and hands on my skin. My entire body is on fire. My cock is throbbing.

"Please," I plead again.

Emmie reaches down, taking my cock in her hand. I'm so hard it's painful. She pumps her hand up and down. The feeling of her soft, smooth skin nearly bringing me to my end.

"Oh, fuck," I cry.

"That's it," Emmie breathes.

"Tell me what you want," Val commands.

"I need..."

"Tell us what you want, Fowler."

"I need to fuck one of you. I need one of you to fuck me. I need something. I need everything."

"Good."

The girls look at each other before Emmie nods at Val. Val moves, straddling my waist, positioning herself above me, slowly lowering herself onto my cock. I can't believe how good it feels. She's so tight, so wet.

"Oh, god," I moan.

"This is so fucking hot," Emmie says, watching Val move up and down on my cock.

"Yes, it is," Val agrees, her voice breathy.

"Come here," I growl, pulling Emmie towards me.

She obliges, moving until she's in front of me, her legs on either side of my head.

"Fuck," she groans as my tongue runs along her slick folds.

She tastes so sweet. So perfect. I can't get enough.

While I continue devouring her, Val rides me. I'm getting closer and closer to my release.

Em's taste, Val's touch, the sounds they make – it's all consuming. My mind is a haze of need and desire.

The way Val takes control, the way Em responds – it's more than just physical. It's a connection, a dance of give and take that I'm caught up in.

"Are you close?" Emmie gasps.

"Yes," Val replies. "So close."

"Come with me," I beg, lifting my mouth off her long enough to speak.

"Almost there," Emmie says.

I feel her start to shake, her orgasm taking over her.

"Oh, yes, Fowler," she cries, her voice strained.

I can feel her pussy pulsing against my tongue, her juices dripping into my mouth. It's enough to send me over the edge.

"Fuck," I moan, my release ripping through me.

I'm barely aware of Val coming, the sounds of her and Emmie's orgasms muffled by the pleasure coursing through my veins.

"Holy shit," Emmie pants, collapsing onto the bed next to me.

"Wow," Val breathes, climbing off me and curling up on the other side of me.

"Yeah," I agree. "We should do that more often."

The room is silent except for the sounds of our heavy breathing.

"So," Emmie starts, her tone playful, "what did you think?"

"I can't even think straight right now," I groan.

Val and Emmie giggle.

"Did you two plan that?" I ask, genuinely curious.

Emmie's eyes twinkle with a blend of mischief and affection as she nods. "Guilty as charged," she admits, her voice laced with playful satisfaction. "Val and I might have concocted this little plan."

I raise an eyebrow, a slow grin spreading across my face. "Well, I must say, your plotting skills are as impressive as your... other talents."

Valarie laughs, a sound that is both light and rich. "We just thought it might be fun to surprise you," she says, her green eyes dancing with delight. "And to be honest, we wanted to see how you'd react."

Emmie shifts, her hand gently caressing my arm. "We wanted to explore how Val fits into this," she adds, her gaze deep and earnest. "She has always been an important part of my life. She is my family, and, well, I want her to be a part of this one."

I nod, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. "She fits in wherever she wants to. Honestly, I assumed this would have happened sooner or later."

"Really?" Valarie asks, her voice tinged with a mix of surprise and relief.

"Yeah, really," I reply earnestly. "I mean, look at us. We're not exactly your typical household, are we? A typical relationship? But that's what makes this so incredible. We're defining our own rules, our own relationships. Emmie brought something new into our home, something amazing. And along with that, she also brought you, Val. We all knew something was going on between the two of you. We just weren't sure if you would bring it into our relationship. Well, the others didn't. I did. Or, well, I had hoped."

Emmie intertwines her fingers with mine, a gesture so simple yet so full of meaning. "I'm glad you're okay with it, Fowler. I wouldn't want anything to come between us."

"Nothing ever could," I assure her, squeezing her hand gently. "We're in this together, all of us."

Val scoots closer, her presence a comforting warmth. "I've always admired how open and accepting you both are; you all are. It's... freeing, being with you like this."

I can't help but smile, feeling a sense of pride and happiness. "It's about being true to ourselves, isn't it? About finding happiness in whatever form it comes."

Emmie nods, her eyes reflecting a depth of emotion. "Exactly. And I'm so happy we're on this journey together."

As we lay there, a comfortable silence settles over us, a silence filled with unspoken understanding and a shared sense of belonging. Moments like these remind me how lucky I am to be part of this.