27. Very Domestic
twenty-seven
very domestic
Marlowe
The phone rang. Throwing the ball for Dojo, Dexter walked over to the chair and picked it up.
“Hello?” He answered. “Yeah, the night before. They aren’t going to announce it, or anything. Mar just talked Dave into setting it up for us.”
Hearing my name, I walked over to where Dexter was standing.
I wondered who he was talking to and hoped it was one of the twins.
Last night Dave had agreed to let the guys play a Secret Show the night before the last Battle of the Bands.
I was thinking of it as a redemption for their last set.
Even though they still moved forward, I knew they weren’t happy with how it went. Bunny especially.
“It will be just for whoever happens to be there that night when we go on.” Dexter was silent while whoever was on the other line spoke. “Okay, yeah. See you tomorrow.”
Smiling, I looked up at Dexter. “That was Rich. Naomi told him about the Secret Show. I feel like we are doing some covert mission.” He squatted down, poking at my sides. “It’s a secret.” He tickled me.
Laughing, I pushed his hands away. “You’re so stupid,” I joked. “They’re coming tomorrow though?”
“Yeah, they’ll be by at noon.” He wrapped me in a tight hug. He was wearing a baggy shirt that was warm from the sun. “Come on, Dojo!” He called out before ushering me inside.
My feet carried me over to the fridge to grab a Diet Coke, but there were none. “Did we ask Bunny to get drinks?” I turned on my heel and looked at Dexter. The look on his face told me that we definitely didn’t ask him to get drinks.
We were having a movie night, and Bunny went to the grocery store for appetizers. We should have remembered we were low on drinks too. All we had was water or liquor.
Grabbing the phone from Dexter, I dialed Bunny’s cell phone.
“Yeah?” He answered.
“Please tell me you’re still at the store.” Dexter picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. “Dexter, stop!”
“I’m still here, why?”
Dexter tossed me down onto the couch and started kissing my neck, making my breath hitch. “Can you pick up Diet Coke too? Just some other drinks.” Dexter kept pushing my head around, exposing more of my neck. I was sure Bunny could hear the kisses through the phone.
“Yep.” Bunny hung the phone up.
Dropping the phone on the ground, I wrapped my hands around Dexter’s neck. “Oh, you for sure pissed him off.” I chuckled lightly.
Looking up at me, Dexter smiled. “Good. It will be a lot more fun when he gets home, then.” He kissed me passionately, slowly massaging his tongue with mine before pulling away from me.
“Let’s wait for Wy.” This wasn’t the first time I’d heard Dexter call Bunny that.
No one ever used his real name or any variation of it.
Hearing Dexter use it multiple times now was odd.
We saw the headlights of Bunny’s car flash in the front window.
Dexter got up to go outside and help with the bags while I went to the kitchen to start putting things away as soon as they brought them in.
After a few trips, everything was inside, and we were putting everything away.
Bunny hadn’t said a single word to either of us since he got home.
The refrigerator door closed, and I turned around. “Well, this is very domestic of us. Groceries. Hanging out in the kitchen together. Cute little routine going.” Jumping up, I sat on the island countertop while the guys leaned on the counter opposite me.
“What did you guys do while I was gone?” Bunny gave Dexter and me skeptical looks.
Dexter shrugged. “Not much really. Played with Dojo outside, watched some TV. Talked to Rich about the show Mar got for us.” His voice got a little louder at the end like he was excited.
Bunny walked over to Dexter and stood in front of him, straddling his legs and caging his arms around him. “What about when Mar called, you weren’t kissing her?”
“Oh, no, I definitely was.” Dexter looked up at me and smiled.
Bunny moved his hands to Dexter’s hips. “But I wasn’t here,” he whined.
“Sorry,” Dexter frowned at Bunny rubbing his upper arms.
Bunny stepped backward and looked at both of us. “Just means you’ll have to make it up to me.” He grabbed Dexter’s hand and started dragging him down the hallway. I jumped off the counter and followed them.
Bunny leaned against the dresser with his arms crossed, staring at Dexter when I entered the bedroom. “Let me see it.” With his finger, Bunny motioned between Dexter and me. “I want to watch.”
“Watch what exactly, Bunny?” I asked, walking slowly up to Dexter. Slowly, I pulled the shirt up and over his head. Making a show of running my fingers over his toned stomach. “What do you want to see?” Sticking my tongue out, I licked Dexter's abdomen, and he moaned, slumping toward my touch.
“Fuck,” Bunny whispered. When I looked over at him, he was biting his lips. He pulled out the chair from Dexter’s desk and sat down. “Don’t you dare stop, Marlowe.”
Marlowe pulled down Dexter’s sweatpants slowly. He didn’t wear any boxers, and his dick was already tenting the front of his pants. “Should you move closer for a better view?” Marlowe asked as she dropped to her knees and turned to me.
“Just keep going, don’t worry about me.” Rolling the chair slightly, I had a perfect view. Marlowe licked the underside of Dexter’s cock torturously slow. I knew she was doing it for both of us. “You’re being a tease, Marlowe.”
She hummed lightly before flicking Dexter’s tip and sucking him down.
“Fuck her mouth, Dex,” I demanded. Watching Dexter use her was intoxicating. Tears streamed down her face and her eyes lit up as she watched us.
Marlowe reached around Dexter, gripping his ass as she choked around him. Gagging and drooling around him. They were such a mess together.
Crawling over, I wiped the side of Marlowe’s face, smearing a bit of mascara that had run down her cheek. She pulled back, and Dexter fell heavily out of her mouth. Saliva was smeared around her mouth as I pulled her to me and kissed her before taking Dex’s length deep into my own throat.
Marlowe and I took turns licking Dexter’s cock, edging him until he was about to crumble. As I backed away, I looked up at Dexter, “fuck her, Dex.” As I stood, my hand gripped his cheeks, and I kissed him, biting his bottom lip until he winced in pain and I felt him smile.
Backing away, I pulled my pants off and sat back down in the chair as I watched Marlowe lie down on her back on the bed. She began tugging at her nipples, moaning as Dexter hovered above her.
I held my dick in my hand, resisting the urge to come as soon as I touched myself. The two of them together, doing what I told them to, was something I never knew I needed. But now that I had it, I never wanted to let it go.
Dexter lifted Marlowe’s leg, giving me a perfect view of her pussy. I watched as he slowly began fucking her. Marlowe immediately sighed at the fullness.
“Please, Dex,” she whined as he began thrusting into her.
Standing, I moved so I was level with Marlowe’s face. “He’s so fucking good at it, isn’t he?”
“Yeah,” she whimpered. “So fucking good.”
Reaching out, my fingers began circling her clit. “What about when I do this too?” She tensed and reached out toward my hand but grabbed Dexter, his hands placed firmly at her waist. “That’s good too, right, Mar?”
“Yes, Bunny.” Her reply was breathy.
Turning my attention back to her face, I placed my lips softly to hers. “Let go, Marlowe. Give it to us.”
Marlowe tensed again, and I heard Dexter groan. “Fuck Marlowe. God. Damn.”
She came, and I watched as Dexter came soon after, filling Marlowe with cum. As soon as he pulled out of her pussy, Dexter fell over and lay next to her with his arm across her stomach.
Jumping on the bed, my face was between Marlowe’s legs. “Just a quick taste.” I licked up Marlowe’s center, tasting the mixture of the two of them before taking Dex deep into my throat. “You two taste perfect together.”