ログインBowie POV I sat on the edge of the bed, the vibrator in my hand and Wesley standing in front of me.His eyes were fixed on the toy, staring curiously with tightened jaw. The room felt smaller suddenly and the air thicker. I could feel his gaze on me like a physical weight."Use it," he instructed, his voice low. "I want to watch you."My heart hammered as I laid back against his pillows, spreading my legs slowly. His eyes followed my every movement, from the way my thighs parted and the way my chest rose and fell beneath my shirt. His breath evened out as i turned the vibrator on, the soft hum filling the silence between us.I pressed it against my clit, and a moan escaped my lips before I could stop it. My back arched, my hips lifted off the mattress, causing my legs to spread apart more and I heard Wesley curse under his breath."Fuck," he breathed. "That's so fucking hot."I kept going, my free hand gripping the sheets and my eyes fluttering shut. The vibration buzzed
Bowie POV "Harley!"I stared at it, my mouth opening and closing like a fish."What? You deserve to have fun too." She shrugged, completely unapologetic. "Now that Wesley's gone half the time. You have needs.""Harley, I can't just–“"I'm not saying throw away the man. I'm saying supplement.” She winked. “Try it. You will thank me."I shoved the box into my drawer, my cheeks burning more. “You are insane.""Maybe." She lay back on her bed, grinning at the ceiling. "But I'm also right.”And undoubtedly, she was. Because later that night, alone in my room, I pulled it out again.I stared at it for a long time, turning it over in my hands, the silicone body was so smooth and cool against my palm. My heart was pounding as I held it. I had never used a vibrator before. It felt so strange, like I was doing something I shouldn’t.But Harley's voice echoed in my head. You have needs.I locked the door, turned off the lights and laid back on my bed, the vibrator still in my hand.I
Bowie POV"Bowie, I-“He stopped.Whatever he wanted to say just hung there on the edge of his tongue. He swallowed tightly and something flicker behind his eyes… like fear, maybe, or hesitation. Or both.He was staring at me like a man that was utterly in loveMy heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears.Say it please. Say the words.But he didn't, rather he just kissed my forehead again, lingering for a moment before pulling me into his chest."I'm glad you were there today," he said instead.I swallowed the disappointment, burying my face in his shoulder. "Me too."*** The next week was brutal.Midterms hit like a freight train, and Wesley had a whole week away games.We went from seeing each other almost every day to trading texts that got more spaced out as the week wore on.It shouldn't have felt this hard. We had only been together for a few weeks. But every night I laid in my bed, staring at my phone, waiting for his name to light up the screen. I caug
Game morning Wesley POV My alarm buzzed me out of my sleep and I groaned, slapping it off.My body was already buzzing with that familiar pre-game energy. But it wasn't just the game this time. It was also Bowie influence.I unlocked my phone to text her and a message from her already sent an hour ago entered;Good luck today baby. I will be there. *wink*I stared at the text longer than necessary, a smile tugging at my lips. I typed back: Can’t wait to see you Then I dropped my phone, did my quick routine workout before getting ready. *** The stadium was packed by the time we ran onto the field.The roar of the crowd hit me like a wave, the energy feeding straight into my veins. I scanned the stands as I jogged to the sidelines, my eyes searching through the sea of faces.And then I found her.She was sitting in the third row, next to Harley, wearing my jersey. Her hair was pulled back and her face lit up with a smile the moment she saw me looking.I couldn't he
Wesley POV“I need you.” The words came out of my mouth as raw as it could be.Bowie stood in the doorway, her eyes glistening and her lips trembling already. She didn't say anything, she just reached out, her fingers curling around my wrist, and pulled me inside.The door clicked shut behind me.And then her arms were around my neck, her body pressing against mine and her face buried in my chest. I felt her breath hitch, felt the dampness of her tears soaking my shirt, and something inside me cracked open."I'm sorry," I whispered into her hair. "I'm so sorry, Bowie."She pulled back just enough to look at me, her eyes red and her cheeks wet. “Don't do that again.""I won't." I shook my head instantly."Promise me." She hicupped.I cupped her face in my hands, my thumbs brushing away her tears. "I promise."She kissed me and it was slow and tender, like she was trying to pour every unspoken word into it. I melted into her, my hands sliding down to her waist and pulling her close
Bowie POV I woke to my body being pressed against Wesley’s and it was as though his body was made to embrace me.His arm was draped across my waist and his chest against my back with his breath warm against the nape of my neck.For a moment, I didn't move. I just laid there, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing.I still felt the faint ache between my legs, a pleasant reminder of last night.Then I felt him stir behind me. His arm tightened around my waist and pulled me closer."Morning," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep and his lips brushing against my shoulder."Morning." I smiled in response.His hand slid down my stomach lazily, tracing patterns on my skin. His fingers dipped lower, brushing the edge of my underwear."You have no idea what it does to me…” he said, his lips moving against my neck, "waking up next to you."I shivered. "Really?”He rolled me onto my back, his body hovering over mine and his weight pressing me into the mattress. His eyes were still
Dian POV The bathroom was still warm and foggy when I turned the water off. I wrapped a towel around my waist and looked up just as Yas stepped out of the shower.Water dripped slowly down her skin, sliding over her shoulders and down her legs before hitting the floor. Her hair was damp and
Dian POV We cleaned up breakfast together, bumping into each other the whole time as we carried plates inside. Every time she walked past me, my hand found her waist automatically. It wasn’t even intentional anymore. Being close to her just came naturally."You know," she said, stacking pla
Still day 2 Dian POVI stared at the pan in betrayal.“How the hell are you burnt already?” I muttered under my breath, flipping the toast over only to discover the other side was somehow worse.I glanced upstairs, Yas was still very much asleep. Thank God.She looked exhausted when I laid her dow
Dian POV My hands slid down her arms, caressed her waist and went back up.Yas inhaled sharply as my palm covered her breasts beneath the water. Her head tipped back against my shoulder. "I love this.” she whispered."That’s the goal.” I smiled against her damp hair and kissed just below he







