13 A sad goodbye, but I'm not gone yet

On our way upstairs we run into Vere and Lindsy. They were so eager for each other, they didn't make it to a bedroom. We saw them in the other living room. The only thing I saw was Vere's ass, while he was thrusting into Lindsy, and by the sound of it, she enjoyed it very much. I giggle, and he squeezes my hand letting me know he saw them too. We silently walk past them, up the stairs to my room. When we get there, he closes the door and I make my way to the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower. Care to join me?", I seductively ask. I still don't know who the lucky guy is. (To make it more fun for myself, I used a random generator wheel to pick one of them, excluding Vere of course)

I strip while I turn the shower on, and when the temperature is nice, I get under the showerhead and let the water wash over me. I have my eyes closed when I hear the door open. I keep them closed, just to make it more fun. The door closes and no other sound is heard, except the shower. I wait in anticipation for what is going to happen. It's a rainshower with two walls, the other ends are open. I hate cleaning the shower so that is why I designed it that way. I hear clothes shuffle when he removes them from his body. I turn around, so my back faces him and tilt my head up. I then get some soap and lather my body, washing myself. He still hasn't joined me, so I assume he is watching me. He is quite good at not making a sound, I haven't heard him yet. I repeat the process with my hair and when I get under to rinse my hair out, I feel hands on my waist. They squeeze and then move to my hair, helping the water rinse the shampoo out. When he is satisfied, he gives my shoulder a small kiss. His hands explore my body all over, except where it burns for his touch the most, teasing me. While his hands explore me, his mouth explores my neck and shoulders. He moved my hair out of the way for better access. When he rolls my nipples between his fingers, a low moan leaves me. Hearing that, he pinches hard. Now a gasp is forced out of my lungs, his touch exquisitely roving my breasts. When he spanks my ass, I think, I know who is behind me. They are all taller than me, so height doesn't help me here. After he spanks me, he squeezes hard, pulling a moan from me. He still hasn't made a sound, he must be biting his lip to keep them in, or maybe not. I don't know and the thought turns me on more, my core wishing for his touch, but he still denies me. I close my eyes again, as he turns me around. Now my hands can come in and play too. I keep them away from his head, that's not how I want to find out who he is. They glide over his arms, troso, belly, to the protruding member, slapping me when he moves, when my hand closes around him, he finally makes a sound. A low, and raspy moan leaves him on an exhale. He throbs and twitches in my hand, and I move it slowly up and down. The speed is to slow for him, and he thrusts his hips, to make me speed up. We can't have that, so my other hand grabs his hip to stop his movement. He lets out a frustrated groan and I smile, still my eyes are closed. The sounds are heightened, and he sounds so sexy it's exhilarating, my heart rate increases as does my breathing. I slowly sink down to my knees, The floor tiles beneath my knees feel hard, but I don't mind, in a second I'll not feel them anymore anyway. I move my hand down and squeeze the base of his cock as my mouth closes around him. As a reward I get a long, but loud moan. I slide him all the way to the back of my throat, wait a second and slide back to the very tip. I tongue his slit, and taste him. I know that taste, so it is him after all, lucky bastard. I bob my head up and down, making him hit the back of my throat on every inward slide. His hands grab my head and help me set his desired speed. I remove my hand from his hip and fondle his balls, lightly squeezing. "Cum for me", I purr seductively. He groans hearing me begging and with two more thrusts of him, and sucks of me, he empties himself down my throat. I swallow it down and when he pops out of my mouth, "mmmm, delicious", I sigh, "just what I needed." He pulls me up by my arms and pecks my lips, before he turns me again and presses my front to one of the walls. He nestles himself against my back, his now slightly soft cock between my asscheeks. His hands move over my belly down to my pussy, dripping with juices just for him. When his fingers brush my clit, I jump and yelp, he chuckles, and continues his journey down to the opening of my pussy, caressing it softly. A sigh leaves my mouth at the barely touch, tilting my hips to make him touch me more. I can feel him shaking his head next to mine, so I pout and whine, but I also stop moving my hips. He pushes two fingers in at once, and the burn of the stretch is a little painful, but the pleasure of it is so much more. I purr in delight and he kisses my neck, slowly moving his fingers inside of me. "Faster please", comes out in a breath. He obliges and speeds up the thrusting of his fingers. His free hand explores my side, breast, to go down and flick my clit, now both hands are giving me intense pleasure, an orgasm starting to build, a warmth centers low and slowly grows bigger and bigger at his ministrations. My walls contract around his fingers and he can tell I'm close already, but I want his cock to make me cum, and not his fingers. So, when I'm about to come, "Tyler, please just fuck me."

"Figured out it was me finally?", he growls. I chuckle, "sorry to disappoint you, but I knew for certain when I tasted you." At that he groans, pulls his fingers out and pushes his hard cock into me, "so wet for me. I love how responsive you are to my touch." He doesn't wait and snaps his hips right away, pushing me into the wall. With every thrust, he goes deeper and I'm a moaning mess, mewling at every inward thrust. His balls slap my clit, and the spikes of pleasure help me fly as an orgasm floods my system, when he feels my walls contract around him repeatedly, he stops and rides it out with me, enjoying me squeezing him. His hands skim my nipples and tingles shoot out of them at the touch. It takes my focus away from my pussy and the delicious orgasm. He starts to move again, this time torturously slow, pulling almost all the way out before pushing in again, all at the same speed. "You're so tight, and the way you squeeze me, feels sooo good", he moans in my ear. Hearing him this aroused, spikes my own arousal, and I push my hips back every time he pushes in, making him go deeper. I can feel him throbbing and twitching inside of me. "You feel sooo good inside of me. So big, throbbing deliciously", I moan. Slapping of skin can be heard through the shower. He grabs my waist and pulls me back, and then he pushes my shoulders down, so I'm bending over. This new position gets him deeper with every thrust, squeezing my waist, leaving bruises. "Come for me again", he growls, punctuating every word with a hard thrust. His demand sends me over the edge again, and I squeeze his cock repeatedly, this time he doesn't stop but picks up speed, going faster and faster. The second orgasm melts into a third one, and this time he fills me up, spurt after spurt. Both moaning and clutching each other. He slips out of me and I turn around and give him a hard and deep kiss. He embraces me tightly and strokes my head. We stand like this for minutes and let the water wash over us. "Ready for round two?", he asked with a cheeky grin looking down on me. I laugh, "maybe", and I turn the shower off. We dry each other and leave the bathroom. I'm ecstatic, someone is staying till morning. As soon as I lay down he dives between my legs to start round two. He pulls two more orgasms from me before coming himself. Afterwards he spoons me and I fall content asleep in his arms.

The next morning is surreal. When I wake, I'm completely embraced by arms and legs wrapped around me. His head is in the crook of my neck, breathing peacefully. I lay there listening to him, basking in his warmth and embrace. A big smile on my face. This definitely beats waking up alone. Unfortunately nature calls and I'm reluctant to answer its call, so I stay where I am. After 20 more minutes I decide to heed its call and try to entangle myself from a sleeping Tyler. I struggle for 4 minutes before I'm finally free, he sleeps peacefully on. I head to the bathroom to relieve myself and do my morning routine. I get dressed, give Tyler a kiss and place a small note on my pillow. Then I go downstairs for breakfast, finding only Vere at the table. "Good morning. Had an interesting night?", I say sitting next to him. He smiles devilishly at me, "you could say that", I get some fruit and eat a bite, "did it progress further then the second living room?" He nods, "it did, but not much further, we didn't make it upstairs. Everyone passed us going to bed, didn't see you and Tyler though", he looks at me, waiting for my answer. "Well, that's because we went by when you two were fucking, your back to us", I shrug, "nice ass though", I quip taking another bite, chewing, watching him. "But don't worry I still want to fuck you too", he winks and resumes eating. We then get joined, surprisingly by Tyler, who has a smirk on his face looking at Vere, "you had an eventful night." He sits down next to me and leans in for a kiss, stroking my cheek with his thumb. Goosebumps erupt over my body at the public affection radiating from the gesture. "As you", Vere retorts, chewing, Tyler smirking more, and raising his eyebrow at me. "Absolutely fucking amazing and I just want to fuck her again and again", the other boys walk in at that moment, and look amused at Tyler. "That amazing?", Adam asked. Tyler just smirks at them with a superior look in his eyes, touching me in plain sight, skimming over my breasts. I look at him with an eyebrow raised, and he grins at me, then winks and looks at the boys again, who by now have taken a seat at the table. I don't mind his possessiveness, I never understood the secrecy anyway, or is it just because of the spin the bottle game we did last night?. "Fuck, now I want to experience it myself", Jay, Adam, and Vere say simultaneously. I giggle at them and place my elbows on the table, leaning forward. I look each of them in the eyes, except for Tyler. "What do you guys think, we repeat last night, and what I mean by that", I take a bite, chew, and swallow, "I spin the bottle again, now without Tyler, and the lucky winner will come up with me. And we repeat it till everyone gets picked." Silence greets my proposal, big eyes looking at me, "Not a good idea? I thought it was good. Well no matter, I'll think of something else. At least if you want me to, so sorry, It's not my place to decide for you if you want to share my bed." I resume eating and when I finish my fruit, I get up, at that moment my phone chimes with the email sound. I excuse myself and leave. I search for my laptop and I find it downstairs in the studio. What is it doing here, I can't remember if I left it here, or someone else. I shrug it off and open the email. It's the one I've been dreading. The TV-show has a tour planned with the last ten contestants. That includes me, so I have to perform, it's like a concert, just for dance. I will need to learn new dances with other partners. But it also means dancing routines I danced on the show, which means I have to dance with Luke again. The one thing I so don't want to do, but having won puts me in a tight spot, either do it or get booed and hated for something I didn't do, and I don't want to do in the first place. At this moment I hate my life, I already know what I'm going to do, and not because I don't want to get booed and hated. I don't care about that, I'm just responsible, so I will do it, but I don't like it. I look at the schedule, and put it in my calendar, so I don't forget an appointment. The first one being tonight no less. Shit, so not what I wanted to do tonight. The drive to where the practice is, is already two and a half hours. I'll be home late, I shut my laptop and go up to tell the boys I'll be away tonight and other nights, some even with a night's stay at a hotel. They are still sitting at the table, discussing something seriously. I walk slowly forward, till I can hear them clearly, but they can't see me. I'm not planning to eavesdrop, but when I hear my own name, I freeze. "Why did no one say anything when Nadja made the proposal", Tyler asked the others. Adam clears his throat, "well, I wanted to talk with you first, before saying something to her", I hear a few of the others express the same sentiment. Of course, My Sexy, Tiger and Tarzan don't react in any way. They already had me, but they will play this game I believe. I'm still frozen, anticipation and excitement running through my blood, my breathing a little increased. "So, what are your thoughts on the proposal?" Xavier asked. It stays quiet for a minute or two when Vere gives them his thoughts, "I say, let's do it. I quite like the idea, I don't feel bad thinking about any of you with her. So let's play it by ear, and see how it goes." My three sneaky boys, agree wholeheartedly with Vere, the others agree as well. A shiver runs up my spine, but it gets dampened by what I need to tell them now. I take a couple steps back, silently. When I'm far away enough, I clear my throat and make my way to the table. The boys fall silent and look up at me, seeing my serious expression, Adam asked, "Everything okay?" I shake my head, "unfortunately not", I take my seat again, and explain, "Just when we met, three months ago, I had just won that TV-show, remember?" The boys nod, and I continue, "I'm sad to say that they planned a whole tour with performances, so people can pay for a ticket to come watch us dance. So I'll be gone for practices and performances. I don't want to, but I must. Luckily, you guys can practice without me, you know everything you need to know for the new album anyway. Maybe I can get tickets for you, so you guys can come watch if you want." I look at them sadly and I feel tears starting to form, so I clear my throat to get rid of them. I'm not crying in front of them about this, even though I really want to. "And the worst thing is, I'll be gone tonight, and the next one is on saturday, the whole day." When no one says anything and some look really crestfallen, and I can't stand it, so I get up and leave them again. I go to check the pantry, I'll do a grocery run, I'll cook and then I need to leave. As I'm in the pantry, I can hear the boys clear the table and clean up. I stay in the pantry, too emotional to see them now.

One of the members POV

I don't really understand why I'm so bummed that Nadja will be gone. I'll just wait till she is back tonight and go over to her, but she'll probably be real tired. Should I even go over when she gets home. The thought of her gone from the house fills me with an emotion I can't place. When I look at the others, they're wearing a similar look. After cleaning up I dawdled in the kitchen, I know exactly where she is. Fortunately the others didn't notice the door to the pantry slightly ajar. Once everyone's gone to do god knows what, I slip inside and turn the light off, right before it gets dark, I spot her in the back, bending over, her ass facing me, I make my way over in the dark, it's not pitchblack, I can still see silhouettes. I walk right into her, planting my crotch against her ass, she gasps and slightly tips forwards, and my hands grab her waist to keep her from falling. I grind against her and she moans, "hello little minx. Miss me?" She straightens up and my hands go around and curl around her breasts, kneading, "when you get back tonight, you're probably to tired to fuck, so I'm going to fuck you right here and now", I purr into her ear and I can feel her shiver at my words, she always reacts so beautifully to my dirty talk, and she will get wet and aroused. She moans, "Yes please fuck me, Sexy. I don't want to miss out." I peel the shirt off her, followed by her jeans. She never wears a bra when she is home, and I love that about her. Easy access for my hands to explore the soft mounds. I keep her panties on, just to tease her a little. I'm not planning on long foreplay, just a little. I skim my fingers lightly over her panties, and she moans at the feeling. I repeat it, just missing her clit and she wiggles her hips, chasing my fingers for a more direct touch. I move away every time she comes closer, and she whines, "please, just touch me?" I have a different plan though, and instead of giving her what she wants, I bend her over, pull her panties to the side and penetrate her sweet opening with my rock hard cock. I push in to the hilt and rock slightly back and forth. My hands glide over her back to her front, and palm her breasts firmly, and then I snap my hips forwards and back. I don't go slow, instead a forceful and hard rhythm is all she gets and by the sounds coming out of her mouth, I know she loves it. She rocks back into me and I surge deeper into her. I angle my hips differently and find that special spot deep inside of her, and with every inward thrust I hit it spot on. She starts to mewl and her hand goes to her clit. She fingers herself while I pound into her from behind. Her orgasm catches me off guard, for some reason she never announces her orgasms. I need to ask her sometime. The contracting walls of her pussy trigger my own and I spill everything inside of her. Both moaning out our bliss. I pull out of her and watch our cum slowly drip out of her. She turns and kisses me, "thank you", she then hugs me tightly and puts her head over my heart. She'll hear it going insane inside of me, beating and pumping. The emotions I feel are unnamed, and I don't want to know them yet. All I know is, I crave her with all my being, even now, having just fucked her, I want to go again. She releases me and starts to dress, I do the same. Once she is dressed, I kiss her again. "I miss you already", and I leave her in the dark, the emotions overwhelming me, and I need to get away. When I emerge in the kitchen, Tyler is leaning his elbows on the counter, staring intently at me. I raise my eyebrows at him, "what?" He snickers, "you just couldn't help yourself right. I just came to get something to drink, and I heard her moaning, and I knew you were with her. A quickie before she has to go?" I smile sheepishly and shrug my shoulders, "sorry, you know the effect she has on me. You feel the same, you said so yourself. She could've turned me away", I finished weakly. He shakes his head and says, "you know as well as I, she'll never do that, to either of us", and he straightens up and walks away. I watch him go knowing he is right. She never once said no, she was open about what she wanted from the beginning. I still don't understand why I'm so drawn to her. I've noticed that I place my hand between her breasts, palm faced down, when I fuck her, no matter the position we're in. It radiates heat right into my hand, filling me up with a homey feeling. Really weird, but very arousing. She feels like mine, but I also know Tyler feels exactly the same. She is also his, and I don't mind one bit. We've shared girls before, even with the others, but this feels completely different. Like she is ours, instead of just a girl we fuck. I shake my head to get rid of the deep thoughts and go upstairs to take a shower, I feel sticky. I chuckle at myself and leave the kitchen. In the upstairs hallway, I ran into Xavier, "where were you? Bathroom again? Or is there something I should know about the night at the club, when we couldn't find you", he looks at me and I look straight back, giving nothing away. I know I look a little flushed from the sex, but I hope he doesn't notice, being hung up on the night at the club. Another tricky topic, but I prefer that one over what just happened. As far as the others know, Tyler is the only one who fucked her, and I know that's not true. Proven by the stickiness inside my boxers, I really need a shower. "Now that I think about it, Nadja being kissed, and you missing. Quite the coincidence, don't you think?", he says nodding his head, like he is convinced he solved a riddle. He did, but I'm not going to tell him that. One of them knowing is one too many. That kiss should stay between Nadja and me. She hasn't said anything about it either, I even doubt she knows it was me. I hope she does, she just hasn't let me know she knows. I do believe she acts differently with me compared to the other two. Actually, all of the others. I realise I've been staring at Xavier for far too long, "I don't know what you're talking about. Vere must have missed me, but I was in the bathroom." He hums but doesn't say anything, and when it looks like he will not say anything more, I move past him and go to my room. I lay down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling. I'll wait for Xavier to go away, I don't want to run into him again. After a while, I get up, grab clean clothes and go to one of the bathrooms, hoping it's empty. Fate doesn't smile down on me now, the bathroom isn't empty, "hey", I say, putting my clothes down, "mind if I take a shower while you're doing what you're doing?" What is he doing, I haven't got a clue and I don't care either. "Hey, sure be my guest. Actually I wanted to ask you something anyway, so might as well ask now, right?", he turns and leans his hip against the counter, crossing his arms, looking at me. "Ask away", I start to strip and wait for his question. I continue, turning the shower on and waiting for the right temperature. When I'm finally in the shower, water slouched over my body, washing away sweat and cum, hers and mine. I lather my hands with soap and wash myself, "why are you so possessive, and have to fuck her last?" The question is not what I expected and my hands still, thinking how to answer. "Why is that? I don't know exactly, it feels like jealousy, but not", I let my mind talk, being honest with him, and myself, although I don't want to be with myself, I don't want to acknowledge the emotion driving me. But I have to admit at least, I've started to feel deeper feelings for her, scary as that may be, given my status with Light 7, and her living here. Having a life here. Would she even move if things were serious? I don't know, and I'm too scared to find out, so I want to stay oblivious, but him asking me forces me to be honest at least. "She feels like mine, like she is made for me, everything about her entices me, mesmerizing me. I suspect you feel exactly the same, right?" I asked him, he takes his time to answer, "yes it does. She is mine, I know that for a fact, but I don't feel the need to fuck her right after you fucked her, or one of the others", I think about what he said and one thing stands out to me, what does he mean, he knows for a fact? Did she give him the soul mark? Or maybe even one of the others, like Tyler. He looked different today, possessive over her, constantly touching her, getting caught by him right after I fucked her. Subconsciously going near where she is, even when he first doesn't know she will be there. Should I ask? No I don't want to know, not yet anyway. Maybe someday, but for now I rather not know. "I'm sorry", I sigh, "I don't understand myself, it just comes over me, maybe seeing someone giving her pleasure drives my need to give her more and better than the other one. I just.....", and I don't finish, letting the silence hang between us. We stay silent together, caught up in our own thoughts. "Let me just say this one thing, and then we can drop the topic, okay?" he asked me and I nodded my head, realizing he can't see, "Fine." I hear him straighten his clothes and pack away what he was doing, getting ready to leave. "You know back when we asked her who the best kisser was, you remember she refused to give us a name, saying that such a thing is impossible to her, because every kiss is just as great as the other, due to people being unique. I believe she feels the same about sex." I hear the door open and close, and I know he is gone, the dynamic of the room changed. I wash my hair, thinking about what he said. It's not something I haven't thought of myself, I have. The need still comes over me, and a haze veils my eyes, making me uncontrollably. Helplessly trying to quench my thirst for her to be mine. I rinse the shampoo from my hair and get out from the shower. I dry myself with a towel, get dressed and leave the bathroom. Maybe I go and play a little pool. I make my way down to the game room and find Adam and Vere in a heated discussion about who socked the halves. I don't pay them any attention, and instead go over to the dart board. Throwing some sharp objects right about now is such a good idea, I just shake my head at myself and walk on. I can't find a thing to occupy my time, and it's slowly driving me insane. I go back up to the kitchen, maybe a snack will get the mind flowing on what to do. Arriving in the kitchen, I hear the TV, so I poke my head around the corner and see Xavier watching a kdrama. I retracted instantly, hoping he didn't see me. I go out to the backyard, spring weather here is nice, sunny, warm, not hot, and I quite like it. I plop down on a lounge and sigh frustrated. I look around and I see the stash of weed. I pick one and light it up, inhaling deeply. I'm not sure this is such a good idea, but since it's lit already, I might as well continue. I take a deep drag, hold it, and blow it out into the world. Great giving my brain the capability to think deeper and more precisely, still I smoke on, till it's finished and then I lie back and let the thoughts run. Suddenly it gets darker, and when I open my eyes I'm joined by Vere, standing over me, blocking the sun. "You okay?", he asked, "You're not completely yourself lately." I look at him, contemplating on what I should tell him, he is my friend after all, and a great listener, with a rather unique view of the world. "I don't know to be honest", I rub the back of my neck, sighing frustratedly. "I feel like all my emotions are heightened, first it was back home and the accidents and such, then the rush of coming here on such short notice. Our whole life turned upside down. The first weeks, I literally had to drag my ass out of bed to go practice, and then she came into my life, our life, and the axis shifted again. The problem now is, I can't seem to figure out if it is because of her. Why am I so drawn to her, Vere? Are you as drawn to her? You fucked Lindsy, how was it by the way, never got the chance to ask. Do you like Lindsy more than Nadja?", I ramble and ramble, the words flowing out of me like a waterfall. He chuckles and then full out laughs, and I'm shocked, the waterfall dries up and I just look at him. "Typical", he says, "you worry too much. Now I don't know what it is in Nadja that draws you to her, but let me tell you that it is the same for me. I know I haven't had as much of an opportunity as some of the others, but I want her with every fiber in my being. And Lindsy by the way was fun, nothing more, nothing less. I don't know if I'll do it again. I don't even know if she would want to again. Just relax and let it wash over you." I think I'm stuck in a loop, this hasn't helped at all. I still don't know how to feel, it's aggravating. I don't say anything more or I have to reveal some secrets, I'm not ready to reveal yet.

"Dinner's ready"