#blondies

“Yes Maccy, right there” Leah panted, gripping your hair to pull you exactly where she needed you.

“Fuck, Lee” you groaned, practically addicted to her taste by now.

“You like that, don’t you?” Alessia whispered in your ear, wrapping her hand around your neck as she felt you nod, not daring to move your mouth away from Leah.

“No, tell me baby. Tell me what you like doing to her” Alessia said, grip tightening on your neck.

“I like eatin’ her out” you mumbled as you pulled back quickly to answer your girlfriend, but Leah was quick to put your head where it belonged again, between her legs.

“Don’t stop Maccy, please” Leah moaned, pulling her hips up to your face as you felt a mixture of Alessia and Leah’s hands pushing your head downwards and your hands gripped Leah’s thighs.

“Fuck” Leah screamed, her legs tightening around your head.

“You’re so good, aren’t you baby?” Alessia smiled, pulling you upwards to sit properly and look at her. “You can say yes” Alessia added.

“Yeah” you nodded, biting your lip as you looked at her chest, still covered by a new bra you’d bought her recently.

“You’ve been good, so why don’t you take it off her?” Leah smirked, as your eyes didn’t for a second divert away from Alessia. Your hands snuck around to the back of Alessia’s bra and easily unclipped it, while you also began pressing kisses to the sensitive part on her neck.

“You know what I want, I don’t need to tell you” Alessia said as she lay down and pulled you by your t-shirt on top of her. You hovered over her, continuing to suck her neck as your fingers traced down her body and slowly began sinking inside of her.

“Fuck baby yes, good girl” Alessia groaned in pleasure of the feeling of your fingers thrusting inside of her.

Leah sat back and observed, a thing she often did. She liked to watch to see what you were both in to, having known each other’s bodies for a lot longer than she had. Alessia didn’t have to tell you what or where she needed you, but you liked when she told you still. It made you want her more when she told you what to do. You liked giving her control, and now, you liked giving Leah it too.

Since Leah had joined in on your more passionate moments, you’d taken real pleasure in being with both of them. You liked the new dynamic Leah added and that there was no judgement from her about you being a bit more on the submissive side. It was something you’d never shared outside your relationship, or tried with anyone else, but the roles worked for you. For everyone, actually. Nobody walked out of the room unsatisfied.

Before Leah, when it was just you and Alessia, you wouldn’t have referred to yourself as a stone top. Alessia made you feel better than anyone else ever had and got extremely angry when people presumed she was a pillow princess. But Leah had a little more of a dominating personality, and you allowed her to express that with you, which Alessia found really sexy. But all three of you liked the usual dynamic, which was you being the top, but both of them sharing the control.

It was just the aftermath of sex that was killing you. The two of them refused to talk about it. They refused to acknowledge that the three of you were no longer just friends, or housemates or even teammates. You’d tried to bring it up as a group, or individually with each of them, but neither of them wanted to talk about it. But it just continued to happen, a lot more often than firstly anticipated it would. You couldn’t actually pinpoint a time when you and Alessia had been alone in your bed since the night it had all started. Even on the nights you didn’t have sex, Leah still seemed to be in your bed, creating this wedge between you and Alessia.

-

You woke up at the usual time this morning, ready to head for a run. Usually, you woke with Alessia in your arms and had to find a way to wiggle her out of them without waking her up. Only, you hadn’t had that issue the last while. You usually woke to empty arms now, instead, Alessia busying herself being tucked into Leah’s side with the England skipper having her back turned to you.

The sex might have been good, but it wasn’t really worth this. It wasn’t worth the three of you not being able to talk about your feelings anymore. You really felt like Alessia had been slipping away since Leah had joined in, almost like you were the third person in their relationship, and not the other way around. Definitely not during, but afterwards, you felt unwanted, or not needed, by either of them.

The worst part wasn’t that at all though, the worst part was that you were developing real feelings for Leah too.

-

“Mac” you heard shouted at you when you strolled out of the café, opting to just get yourself a coffee in the usual place today before jogging home with Alban, who was treated to a puppuccino.

“Hey, man” you nodded at Conor, your regular tattoo artist.

“Haven’t seen you in a bit” he said, punching your arm as you shugged. “Not into tattoos anymore?” He laughed, looking at both of your arms that were completely covered.

“No room left more like” you chuckled softly.

“Could definitely fit something in there” he pointed out a small space a few centimetres from your right wrist. “If you wanted” he added.

“Yeah, alright” you nodded. “Is he alright to come? He’ll just sit there, he’s no hassle” you asked, pointing down at Alban.

“Yeah, he’s good” he smiled. “Not you though, you definitely need a shower” Conor laughed.

Conor’s studio was a few doors up from his apartment, so he gave you his key to take a shower while he took Alban and set up the studio. You didn’t have anything in mind really, but tattoos were a way for you to escape. The pain and unease you felt in your head, you put that into a physical sensation when you got a tattoo, which is why a lot of your tattoos were big pieces.

Conor was also far too used to you now, you’d sometimes just give him a piece of your body so he could practice something. Then he’d cover it up by giving you an even better tattoo.

“Could ye maybe do somethin’ like this?” You asked, drawing a little bit of artwork before sliding the paper over to him.

“Yeah, definitely” he nodded. “Does it have anything behind it? Like a meaning?”

“No” you shook your head, trying to make the lie more convincing, which seemed to work.

It was a relatively small tattoo, so Conor was only 15 minutes doing it, but you stayed another hour or so, just chatting. You wanted to say something about how you felt, but how could you ever explain to someone that you were having sex with your girlfriend and your best friend and it was making you feel horrible?

When you got back to the house, you’d only stepped one foot into the house before Alessia and Leah both rushed towards you.

“Where have you been?” Alessia shouted.

“I’ve been calling you for ages! Why don’t you answer the bloody phone?” Leah growled.

“I was runnin’” you shrugged, letting Alban down who wedged between the two blondes and headed straight upstairs to go back to bed.

“For three hours?” Leah huffed.

“What’s it to ye?” You frowned, pushing by the girl as you headed to the kitchen.

“Can you just wait here for a minute?” Alessia asked the other blonde who nodded as she followed you into the kitchen.

“You got a tattoo” Alessia said softly, closing the door as you looked up to see Leah wasn’t here.

“Yeah, and what?”

“You get tattoos when you’re stressed, so what’s causing stress?” Alessia pushed.

“Nothin’” you mumbled.

“Y/n” Alessia said in a bit more of a warning tone.

“I said it’s nothin’, just stop” you rolled your eyes as you slammed the fridge door. “I need a shower” you added, moving towards the door, but she stood in the way.

“Please talk to me” Alessia pleaded, but somehow her pleading tone and puppy dog eyes couldn’t persuade you. That rarely ever happened.

“Can I at least see the tattoo?” She asked, but you moved your arm away from her as her fingers wrapped around your forearm.

“I’m goin’ for a shower” you huffed, getting by her and out the door, ignoring Leah who was still stood in the hall as you walked upstairs.

Leah looked a bit confused as you rushed by her without a word, so she went to the kitchen to see what happened.

“You okay?” Leah asked your girlfriend.

“It’s just the way she gets when things are bothering her” Alessia sighed.

“Do you think it’s-”

“I think so” Alessia nodded. “What are we doing, Lee?” Alessia pinched the bridge of her nose.

“I don’t know” the older girl shrugged. “She’s tried to talk to me about it, but I don’t know what to say”

“Neither do I” Alessia shook her head. “Maybe let’s talk about it tonight, if she ever comes back down the stairs” Alessia sighed.

“The best way to lure her down is with food” Leah chuckled, as Alessia stuck the oven on it.

-

It took a while for you to come back down, but the smell of food was too enticing to stay upstairs.

“It’s in the microwave” Alessia pointed to your third favourite kitchen machine and you collected your mountain of food on the plate from it.

“Thanks” you mumbled, taking a seat at the dinner table, Alessia and Leah opposite each other on either side of you.

Your plate was twice the size of Alessia or Leah’s one, but neither of the two girls were fussed about the food on their plates.

“We’ve decided to stop” Alessia blurted out.

“Stop what?” You frowned.

“The three of us, we think it’s better if we stop” Leah explained.

“If ye don’t love me anymore, ye can just say it” you grumbled at Alessia.

“You think I don’t love you anymore?” Alessia pouted.

“If the two of ye want to just-”

“Y/n, I do not want to be with just Leah” Alessia clarified. “You are my girlfriend”

“Can ye not love two people at once?” You asked, as both girls looked at each other before looking at you.

That’s when Alessia looked at your tattoo. Three hearts overlapping one another, connected to each other.

“Are you suggesting you love both of us?” Leah said softly.

“I’m confused” you admitted. “It feels like I love ye both, but it’s not like I can have ye both properly, can I?” you sighed.

“You have us both on a regular occasion” Alessia joked, to lighten the situation.

“What do you think?” Alessia asked your other teammate, but you were busy staring at the wall.

“It’s not something I’ve ever done before” Leah shrugged. “Like, would it be the three of us all the time?”

“Is that what you want?” Alessia asked you, rubbing your arm to get you listening again. “Would you like both of us?”

“All- all the time?” You stuttered.

“You can have us both” Leah nodded, moving closer to you to grab your hand.

“If you want to have us both” Alessia agreed, squeezing your arm.

“What would it mean?” you asked.

“It’d mean that I was your girlfriend” Alessia smiled.

“And I was your girlfriend” Leah smirked. “Would you like that, Maccy?” Leah added, as both girls sat down on your lap.

“Yeah, I’d like that” you nodded anxiously.

“Now tell me, would you like it here, or in bed?” Alessia whispered.

“Bed” you moaned, feeling both girl’s kissing your neck.

“Come on then” Leah said, jumping off your lap as the three of you headed upstairs.