Chapter 11 #2
“Oh my gosh! Is that Joon?” Tara shouted, making me wince at her volume as she straightened back up from picking up her round black cat, Inky, from the floor. “Take your headphones out!”
I sighed, ignoring the heat that'd crept up the back of my neck as I pulled my headphones off to hang around my neck. “Tara wants to yap, that okay?”
Joon nodded, and I pressed the button on the left ear cover until my headset chimed. Not that it needed to. It was obvious they'd disconnected the moment Tara's voice came through the speakers.
“Alright, lip service, you’re live.”
“Hiiii! I miss you!” Tara babbled excitedly. "You left so fast the other night, I feel like we barely got to hang out!"
I glanced at my boyfriend curiously. He hadn't said much about his adventure out to the club with Jesse and the girls, just that he'd had a nice talk with Cameo after. Sort of.
“Hey, Joon,” Eva said sheepishly, looking a little uncomfortable as she waved awkwardly to him through the screen.
Between rounds, it looked like she'd taken off her massive pink hoodie, revealing the little daisy printed sundress underneath.
“I'd better get ready to stream, but this was cool.
It's good to have you back, Indi! We actually win when you're here! "
Joon pressed back against me in a way that was almost… possessive. Or, at least I'd think so if I didn't know better.
"Hey!" Charlie complained again. "We did fine without them."
"We did not," Tara complained. "Have a good show, E!"
The pink-haired omega gave a quick mock salute before disconnecting.
I watched with the sort of dawning dread of a horror-movie final girl as Tara's smile turned into a smirk, her attention shifting to Joon.
"You left sooooo fast last night, J…"
Joon cleared his throat uncomfortably, frowning at Tara. "Mind your business, it was…"
"Going pretty well until you freaked out," she pressed. "Come on, guys. How long are you going to do this? Like, really?"
"Do what?" I asked, shifting Joon in my lap, trying to catch the omega's eye.
Tara raised an eyebrow. “Keep going on like this? You guys still haven’t talked after Halloween? Or is this about the club?”
“The club?” I asked, looking at Joon. When he’d come home the other night, I thought I’d smelled Eva on him before he’d hopped in the shower, but it was gone so fast that I didn’t really think about it, especially not when he’d breezed past me, letting me know he was going to sleep with Cameo.
It didn’t bother me. I liked that they seemed to be getting along a little better.
Cameo was so guarded after Mindy that it was nice to see some of that coming down. The alpha’s effort wasn’t unnoticed.
“Oh my god, you two,” Tara groaned. “Would you just make a move already!”
“I—” I started, but Jesse cut me off.
“And you obviously like her too, Indi,” Jesse said, entirely unhelpfully. "Since you were acting like an idiot with Jason and everything."
"Fuck off," I mumbled, leaning my chin on Joon's shoulder.
“I’m not sure how I feel about sharing,” my boyfriend said, fidgeting with his hands.
“And I don’t even know if she likes me like that,” I added.
Even Charlie, blind ass motherfucking Charlie, rolled his eyes at that one.
Fuck.
“Sure, whatever,” Tara muttered. “And Cameo’s closet is entirely lime green.”
“It’s not…?”
“Exactly!”
“Just watch her stream together, see if it makes you horny or jealous. That would clear it up pretty fast, right? Make it super obvious…”
As much as I hated to admit it, she had a point. Maybe it was a little unorthodox… but at least this way, we couldn't inadvertently hurt Eva's feelings if Joon was uncomfortable.
My omega’s eyes narrowed at the screen. “And if it does?”
“Then we’ll let it go, but it seems like you’re punishing yourselves for not hooking up ‘the right way,’ and it's kinda—”
“Lame,” Charlie supplied. “Shit happens.”
“Fine, but when this is a disaster, I’m blaming you,” Joon said, disconnecting from the call so that our video feed cut, sitting up to type the SLCK’d address into my search bar.
We both pretended Eva’s profile didn’t populate the second he typed SLC into it, the omega clicking the link and bringing up her feed.
“Hey—” I said quickly, averting my eyes as Eva’s bright pink room loaded into view, the sundress she’d been wearing to speak to us just a minute before now untied at the front to reveal her heart-print balconette style bra and bare shoulders.
I fought hard to focus, giving Joon a little squeeze.
“We don’t have to do this, you know? Tara just doesn't know how to mind her business. "
“It’s only weird if you turn it off, alpha,” Joon said, looking at me over his shoulder. “She’s just some omega you know, right?”
“I—um…”
This felt like a test.
And I was failing miserably.
It wasn’t like I’d tried to hide my crush on Eva from Joon, quite the opposite, really.
After our time at the heat hotel around Halloween, we’d sat and had a conversation about it, but…
hearing about your alpha’s interest in another omega and seeing—or, in Joon’s case, right now with my traitorous cock twitching as she laughed, peeling off the rest of her dress and standing to give the room a view of her sweet lacy panties as she climbed onto her bed—feeling it.
My cock twitched as the familiar routine started.
Eva wasn't like a lot of cam girls, not that I'd spent a lot of time sampling a bunch of the talent available on SLCK'd. But from what I knew about Tara's streams, pretending to be the audience's girlfriend, roleplaying it, was a little less usual than purely getting off for their pleasure.
"I missed you so much," Eva said as she cuddled into the pillows of her bed, her long, bubblegum pink hair fanning around her. "Thank you for coming to spend time with me tonight—Oh, samcake22! Hi! Thank you for the donation!"
"I kissed her, that night you went out," I admitted, unable to keep the information tucked away now that we were in this situation.
They leaned back against me heavily, head tilting back to kiss my jaw. "So did I. Felt her up too, she smelled so good.”
A twinge of jealousy squeezed my chest, which was foolish, of course. Given I'd done the same thing. But I… hadn't gone as far as Joon had with Eva. Even if it wasn't from a lack of wanting.
The telltale chime of donations played as Eva spoke, Joon's teeth grazing my jaw. "Just watch, Indi. She looks stunning tonight, right?"
I cleared my throat, ignoring the simmer of desire heating my skin. "Yeah, she does."
“Exactly,” he muttered, taking hold of the mouse and clicking into the chat bar.
Horror filled me. “Hey, don’t—”
“She’ll like it, don’t worry,” Joon said, an edge to his voice that I didn’t recognize.
Indis3xclurb donated $50!
take your bra off.
I watched as Eva's eyes went wide, the play on my usual screen name not meant to hide my identity, her pale cheeks glowing pink as she reached behind to unhook her bra.
"You want to see, Indi?" she asked softly, the excitement audible in her voice as she swept her hair off her shoulder, pulling the bra away to reveal her rosy nipples for a twist of her fingers against the flesh that made her writhe on the mattress.
I nodded, even though she couldn't see it, Joon grinding softly in my lap. "You're so hard already, alpha. Should we donate again?"
My mouth was entirely too dry, hands moving to take Joon’s hips for another grind against his pert ass. "Yeah… get her panties off."
Joon typed, pausing only as I pulled his t-shirt over his head, and the donation chime played again.
Indis3xclurb donated $100
Joon and me are both watching… take your panties off and present for your pack, dolly.
"Together?" Eva asked, peeling away her underwear obediently and dropping them beside her on the bed, so surprised she forgot to be slow about it. "I wish I could be with you…"
It was part of the show, I knew it, but as Eva rolled onto her belly to present her perfect, pink pussy to the camera, already glistening with slick, it was easy to pretend otherwise.
"Fuck," Joon murmured. "I want to fuck her again."
"I want to fuck her once," I admitted, letting out a groan as she circled her entrance with her fingers. "So badly."
Joon hummed, turning the chair so we looked at the screen side by side. He slid off my lap, pressing my legs apart from the inner thigh. "Watch her," my omega instructed, his eyes flicking up to Eva as she teased herself with her fingers. "Pay her to give a dildo head."
I could see when my omega's filthy mind was going. And I loved it.
I typed in the amount, and the alert played shortly after.
Indis3xclurb
do u have a dildo? let's see you suck on it while you pleasure yourself, doll.
Eva pulled a pink dildo from her bedside table, showing to the camera with a coy smile. “I don’t get to use this one a lot,” she said. “But I think it’s a good size.”
And she was right. The height and girth almost matched mine, even the fake knot at the bottom a similar width to the steadily inflating bulb at the base of my cock.
Hooooooly shit, this is different than normal. KEEP PAYING brO!
P0kiEE_2
When your girlfriend turns into a total slut for you. LOL.
The comments were pouring in. I knew she was deviating from her normal content, and knowing she was doing it for me—for us—had me so hard it was a challenge to think straight.
I spread my thighs further apart, accommodating Joon between my knees. The omega’s palm pressed against me, offering the barest whisper of relief from the pressure.
Indis3xclurb donated $150
suck it, baby. show us how you’d do it for me.
JuIc.dUp
Not as sweet as normal huh??
TacoKingz
Even better. I wanna pull those pigtails.
She looked bashful as she held the base to her bed with one hand, pink tongue parting her lips for a testing lick at the tip of the toy. Her eyes never left the screen, blue irises darker than the ocean in a hurricane, staring directly into my soul.