Afternoon seduction

Waking up in someone's arms is surreal again. I can hear his heartbeat in my ear as my head lies on his chest. I'm slowly moving up and down with his even breaths. He is still sleeping, and I scoot closer, molding myself over him, almost lying on top. His arms tighten, and he chuckles. Oh, so he is awake. "Good morning Xavier. Sleep well?" I whisper after kissing his neck. He hums and strokes my back lazily. We lie like that for minutes, and I'm comfortable and don't want to get out of bed. 

"Are You hungry?" He asks me with sleep still coating his voice, and I fly away on a cloud of sexiness. I am hungry but lying here with him is heavenly, so I don't answer. Unfortunately, my stomach does by rumbling loudly. I chuckle, and he follows. 

"Come on. Let go eat breakfast." And he sits up, and I have to move. I flop on my back and pull the sheet over my face. My hand reaches for him. But I encounter air. I uncover my face and see him enter the bathroom. Bummer, now I have to get up. I sit on the edge of the bed and stretch my arms. I get up and enter the bathroom.

Xavier is under the shower and regards me with an intense expression. I meander closer, and he takes a step back so I can join him. His arms snake around me immediately, and I hug him back. I close my eyes as I lay my ear over his heart. I like to listen to it. It's calming and sounds steady. He gets soap on his hands after a while and worships my body as he washes me. The body massage feels heavenly, and I sigh more than once. He steps out from the spray and pushes me under it to rinse off. 

He repeats the entire thing with my hair, and afterwards, I feel squicky clean. Now it's his turn, but he is too fast and is washing already. Then I want to wash his hair, but he denies me. "Go dry off. I'll follow in a second." And he pushes me out. I huff a breath and do as he says, albeit reluctantly. He joins me after turning the shower off and smiles big at my annoyed face. 

I ignore him and walk to my closet, picking clothes for the day. I'm finally myself again, and the whole Asswipe situation gets buried somewhere deep in my mind. The entire birth control thing is at the forefront of my mind. What if? Would I be upset if I were? Would he? It could only be Jimin. Right? Or Tiger and Sexy? What about Jungkook and Foxy. Sperm cells can survive for a couple of days. Oh, fuck! What to do? My mind is in a complete meltdown as I stand in my closet. My t-shirt over my head, but otherwise, I'm frozen. 

Xavier pulls me out of my haze as he comes into my closet and shakes my shoulder. "Are you in there? Where did you go?" Oh, now I need to come up with a lie. Don't want to scare him. He won't keep it a secret, even if I were to ask him to do that. I won't ask, hence the lie. 

"Yeah. I'm here. I was just thinking about your birthday. It's in just a couple of days. Any wishes?" I ask as I finish putting on my shirt. I grab some black panties and sweatpants. I'm not doing anything today. The last couple of days were emotionally draining. I need to relax and let everything settle. I look at him once I'm fully dressed. He is thinking, "No, nothing special. Could we maybe go to a theme park? I don't want a party. I just want to spend it with my family. As much as I can anyway." And a sad look crosses his face. I walk up to him and hug him. 

Out of all of them, him being the oldest. He always cares for the others but doesn't get as much in return. Sure some pamper him sometimes, but it is mostly him spoiling them. With anything they want. I'm sure he misses his parents and sister the most out of the seven. I kiss his cheek. "Theme Park it is," I tell him as I take his hand and lead him out of my room to the kitchen and breakfast. 

All six are sitting at the table when we arrive. "Good morning boys," I say as I take a seat between Quinn and Kaiden. Xavier sits next to Adam. "Good morning Nadja," all say simultaneously. I giggle at how cute they are. The conversation begins again, and I sit back on my chair and observe their hands. Hmm, Quinn is an immediate no. I mean, his hands are huge compared to mine. But between them, he has the smallest. I observe them all, and in the end, I'm nothing wiser. Kaiden, Tyler, Adam, and Vere have big hands. Xavier and Jay have big hands too, but the other four are bigger. Shit, now I need to figure it out differently. I have no clue. As I sit there deep in thought, Jay pulls me out of it.

"Nadja? Everything okay?" I look up at his eyes. Full of worry. I smile at him and nod. I sit straighter and eat my usual breakfast. "Yes. Everything is fine." I take a bite, and he smiles back at me, happy with my answer. After breakfast, I clean, shooing them away. I need some time alone to think, and somehow I do my best thinking while cleaning. I don't stop in the kitchen but continue throughout the whole house. I know I said I wasn't going to do anything, but hey, plans change. After four hours of cleaning and thinking, I plop on the couch. I lay my head back and close my eyes, relaxing. 

I drift off and hear nothing. I awake with a jolt when someone lets himself fall on the couch, and it makes my body jump up a little. "Hi, Dove. Had a nice nap?" He asks me, oblivious he used a nickname.

"Dove?" And I look at him, my smile slowly stretching my lips. He looks at me with fear in his eyes. He gulps visibly, and my smile grows. 'Cute the way he is nervous and scared for my reaction.'  

"Uhhh..... If you don't like it I can find something else. I just thought this suited you. You're free like a bird, and I like doves, soooo.... " he tells me, looking down at his hands. I grab them and kiss them.

"I love it." and I pull him in for a hug. His embrace tightens, and I feel his lips feather-light on my neck. My hand goes to his hair, and I'm distracted by the softness. What does he do to his hair to make it this soft? All of their hair is so soft. I stroke through it and enjoy being in his arms. 

"The Cowboy and the Dove. It kinda fits, don't you think?" I ask him and he pulls back and kisses my cheek. 

"I'm Cowboy?" He asks, a half-smile gracing his features. I nod, and his smile grows. 

"That's what I've been calling you in my mind. Do you like it? Or should I find something else?" I ask as I grab his hand and look closely at it. 

"I like it." He says as he raises his eyebrows at me, "what are you doing?" I ignore him as I place my hand against his, and it gets dwarfed. He could be the one. 

"Dove? What are you doing?" He asks again when I don't answer. 'Should I ask him? Was he the one last night? Or one of the others? I don't know. Do I ask all of them? Would they be honest or keep silent and let me flounder?' The thoughts fly through my mind as I stroke his fingers one by one. 

When he wants to ask again, I sigh, "I'm trying to determine if you're the one who was with me, and Xavier last night." And as I say it, my eyes find his face, and I see his eyes light up. 'But with what? Pride? Guilt? Satisfaction? Again I don't know.' 

"So are you?" I finally ask when I can't find the answer in his eyes. He regards me with an intense stare, and I wait. I'm patient, so I let the silence stretch and stretch. Before he can answer me, we get interrupted, and I see him close off. Fine, I'll come back to it when we're alone again. 

Tyler falls into one of the chairs and looks at me. He completely ignores Cowboy. Who isn't phased at all and keeps me in his arms. He even tightens them. Tyler's eyes darken, and I try to swallow the butterflies away. Still? I stare back, and another staring contest starts. Cowboy ignores Tyler and kisses my hands, and works his way up over my arms. 

Tyler seems content to watch me. I don't talk, I'm a prisoner again. Their eyes the prison, and I let myself gladly get incarcerated. Reaching my neck, he growls when he sees Quinn's hickey, and he promptly gives me another one right next to it. Oh, possessive are we? It gives me an indescribable feeling, and I revel in it. 

Xavier comes into the room and sits down on the other couch. I see him in the corner of my eye, smiling at the scene before him. Again it stays silent. Xavier and Tyler are watching me while Cowboy is attacking me with kisses and licks. Of Xavier, I know he likes to watch, but Tyler is a surprise to me. I always thought he would be more into doing it himself. I smile internally, still staring at him, and I see a tiny grin appear on his face, satisfied I haven't even looked at Xavier yet. 

Cowboy's hands have found my breasts, and I moan, barely keeping my eyes open while the pleasure runs through my entire body. He kneads and squeezes, and after a few heartbeats, he growls, sits up straight and grabs the collar of my shirt, and pulls. I gasp when it gives way, and he cleanly rips it open. When he exposes my breasts, he groans. He dives in and latches his lips onto one nipple. I moan again, and this time I throw my head back and close my eyes. 

He isn't pleased with how we're sitting, and he pulls me onto his lap, straddling him. His hands are on my back, and he leans forward, and this way I'm leaning back, and he has better access to my breasts. I close my eyes again and enjoy his attention to my hardened nipples. A haze falls over my brain, dulling all senses except touch. 

Suddenly lips press against mine, and I gasp. A tongue slides in and makes me lose the little breath I have left. I know this kiss, and I smile. Tyler's hand strokes through my hair. I grab his waist, an anchor is very much needed. All sensations overwhelm me in my desire for any one of them. My other hand holds the back of Cowboy's head. 

My hips move of their own when I feel him hard beneath me. Cowboy groans, and his breath hitches, and he pulls back. Tyler pulls back too, and I look at him first before my eyes find Cowboy. He smiles seductively and pulls my lips in for a passionate kiss. His tongue is dominant yet gentle. And I think about what I want that tongue to do to my body. 

Tyler pulls the ripped shirt from my shoulders, and his hands caress my body until he curls them around my breasts. They switch places like they have done this before. 'Have they done this before? Do I mind If they have? I don't think so, but I'm not sure.'  The haze settles over my brain again, and the thoughts disappear. After kneading and squeezing and hardening my nipples more, Tyler's hand slides down over my belly. As he reaches the waistband of the sweatpants, he curls his fingers into them. He wants to pull them down, but as I'm sitting down on Cowboy's lap, he can't. Cowboy doesn't want to release me. When Tyler pulls on my arm next to get me up, he growls, and Cowboy's arms tighten. 

"Come on!! It's so she gets naked. Don't you want that?" Tyler growls back. I laugh out loud. At the word, 'naked' Cowboy pushes off his lap, and I fall into Tyler's arms, with a huge grin on his face. I stand up and push the pants down, and when they pool around my feet, I step out of them. Cowboy pulls me to him as soon as my second foot leaves the pants. He makes me lie down on the couch, and his head disappears between my legs. He nuzzles his nose over my panties, and a shiver runs up my spine. Then I feel his tongue licking the fabric and I moan. Tyler sits on his knees next to my head, and he kisses me again, eating up the moans Cowboy elicits from my throat. 

Cowboy growls, grabs the fabric with both hands and rips a second piece of clothing. It's the third panties so far. At this rate I need to stock up on my panties. The action catches me off guard or I would've stopped him, but it's too late now. The action itself, no matter I lose my panties, is erotic, desperate, and it fuels my blood.

He dives in and licks everywhere. The soft and warm wet feeling is incredible and I moan long and grab the hair on the top of his head. My nails dig into his scalp and he groans.

Hands caress my entire body, at least what they can reach with how they positioned themselves. When Cowboy sucks my clit, my back arches, and I see stars exploding behind my eyelids. Tyler's lips and tongue leave a wet trail as they glide down my body to my nipples. I finally can get some more oxygen, and I pant and moan as the pleasure flows through my limbs. 

Somehow they all seem to know the location of my mark, as Tyler's lips glide between my breasts, and he lazily licks and sucks, making the hickey Quinn started darker. The pleasure spikes and I reach the first orgasm. I clamp my legs together, entrapping Cowboy between them. He doesn't seem to mind. It looks like he likes it as he growls and groans. His finger pushes in, and he feels the convulsing walls around his digit. He adds a second and slowly pulls them out before pushing back in, prolonging my climax. Tyler leaves the valley between my breasts as he stands up to undress.

His tongue lazily flicks my clit, and slowly I come back to myself. All my muscles relax. He lifts his head and looks over my body at me. Our eyes lock, and I'm trapped again. He slowly crawls over me and slides his cock into me. Somehow they all can undress when I don't expect it. And in a split second I realize they are masters at undressing with all the shows they have done. My back arches, I press my breasts against him as I wind my arms around him. 

He moves his hips slowly, almost pulling out before pushing back in. His thrusts speed up steadily and moans leave the both of us, and I hear Tyler sigh in the back. He wants to join but Cowboy doesn't give him any space. 

Cowboy sits up on his knees and grabs my waist pulling me closer to him and he watches our joining with intense concentration. Tyler draws nearer as soon as there is space for him and his hands caress my skin all over and it feels divine. 

The fire in my belly grows and spreads to my fingers and toes and I gasp in much-needed air. In the next moment it gets stolen in a blinding kiss and Cowboy groans when I clamp down on him. He speeds up more and I'm close. Somehow tonight their concentration is solely on pleasure and action. All are silent, except for the moaning and groaning of course. In the back I sometimes hear clothing rustle as Xavier shifts. 

Cowboy is close too as he thrusts mercilessly and when his length inside of me grows bigger and throbs continuously the climax hits me and it triggers his after a few erratic thrusts more. 

As the pleasure fades away I slump back to the couch and try to catch my breath. Cowboy stays on his knees and slowly pulls out, chest heaving from the excessive workout. I smile at him and sit up and connect our lips. Wrapping my arms around him. I don't care if he is slick with sweat. So am I.  

He kisses back greedy and a few heartbeats later he pulls back and kisses the tip of my nose. He's the third to do that. Is my nose that kissable? All my senses come rushing back when I hear someone speak. I don't register right away who is talking. 

"I want to play too."

Third POV

Shit, shit, shit. Luke hopes this will not derail his plans. He met those girls from the dark web last week and now they are gone. They went back home. Something came up, and they wouldn't tell Luke what it was. They gave him a handy gadget right before they left. It should help him in his quest for Nadja. He can't wait for it. Still, he has to wait a few weeks, but it's drawing nearer. 

On the other side of the world the seven girls were ecstatic. Plan A, which fell through in the beginning, is back on track, so the girls dropped plan B. They are currently on their way to get the ball rolling and in a couple of weeks Light 7 will be back home. A is happy they will meet them soon.