Sevens

Warm hands tugged at each button on his shirt painfully slow. Had he not really liked this one, he would have encouraged his lover to just rip it open. His own hands stayed locked on Gideon’s hip, not daring to let the male slip away from him. “Not to stroke your ego Darling, because I plan on stroking something else but I missed you.”

“Yes Love, very hurt.” Ray couldn’t help but smirk slightly as Kira moved back to bed. His arm tugged her against his chest, instantly pleased by the smaller warm body pressed against him. “Would you really want us any other way?”

She hummed, “I do enjoy this.” Ray wasn’t wrong, she did prefer them the way they were. “I wouldn’t but a girl can get tried of being out drama’d by her boyfriends.” Kira shifted her on top of him and letting her fingers trail across his skin tracing bones and scars. 

“I’m hurt. you’re going to keep me waiting Darling. Come back to bed.”

“Darling?” Ryder rolled their eyes, “You want to come on the job with me or should I just come back and fuck you after?” As they started pulling on their pants, lips pulling into a smirk, “I do like a good fuck after I kill a human.”

“I’m hurt. you’re going to keep me waiting Darling. Come back to bed.”

“Oh you poor thing.” She smirked and rolled her eyes getting back into bed with him. “You and Gideon are always so dramatic.”