After taking a detour to a convenience store to buy beer and tequila, and Ash calling Nathan to invite him over to celebrate, all four of us ended up at my kitchen table. This was the first time I had more than one person over, and I had thought I would feel somewhat awkward about it, but I didn't. Both Nathan and Simon had admired my large video game collection and for once I actually felt proud to be a game nerd. After ooh-ing and aah-ing over my games, we just sat in my kitchen drinking and talking.

Nathan had dryly wondered why Simon and Ash hadn't cut Keith's balls off for real. That had made Ash blow up in his face and ask him if he'd rather have a brother in jail than a brother who was actually there for him to support him. Nathan didn't have a comeback to that argument, and tried desperately to convince Ash that he was still very happy about what they had done to Keith.

"You're a fucking spoiled brat," Ash muttered in mock indignation and raised the tequila bottle.

"No more for me, I'm off anyway," Nathan said and stood up.

"What? But we still have half the bottle left?" Ash said in surprise and shook the bottle. "But ok, want us to... walk you home or something?"

Nathan smiled and shook his head.

"Believe it or not, but I do have other friends to lean on," he said. "So I'm not alone tonight."

He waved goodbye and left us at the table. Simon shrugged.

"More for us then," he grinned and held up his glass.

Simon appeared to be a very relaxed and unassuming person, he didn't seem to judge anything beforehand or care what anybody thought of him. He gladly told us embarrassing stories about when he was new and ignorant, and had gotten scolded by Florian for not taking stuff seriously. Both me and Ash laughed until we cried, as we toasted in even more tequila.

Finally, we were all so lit that we thought it would be a great idea for Simon to show what knife tricks he could do. After thoroughly washing off any remnants of Keith on the blade, he managed to hit a cutting board that Ash held up from across the room and we cheered him on.

"But the knife game is way cooler," he said and sat down again. "Give me the board."

He put the board on the table and placed his hand on it, fingers spread. Slowly he started to put the tip of the knife in between his fingers, one by one. Ash laughed and shook his head.

"Hey, I can do that too, that's not hard at all," he said and urged Simon on. "Do it faster."

Simon just cocked an eyebrow and sped up. My alcohol-marinated mind got hypnotized in an instant by the movements that got faster and faster until I couldn't even follow the knife anymore. How did he manage to hit just right every single time? I was deeply impressed, and Ash whooped in excitement.

"Do it on me."

The words just came out of my mouth before I could think it through, and my hand moved on its own to the cutting board.

Simon glanced questioningly at Ash and Ash nodded as he took my other hand and grinned. Simon caught my eye and started to slowly put down the tip of the knife between my fingers. My pulse quickened so much that I could feel it throbbing in my hand as he sped up, and he didn't take his green eyes off me at all. He didn't look down. How the hell could he know where he placed the knife?

I squeezed Ash's hand tighter as Simon made his movements even faster and I felt my throat constrict, every muscle in my body wanted to remove my hand, but at the same time it was impossible, and Simon smiled excitedly at me. I was completely locked in his gaze. Then with a lightning fast move he smashed the knife down just above my fingers and I jumped in surprise. I just stared at the knife and then at Simon. Jesus Christ, he was good at this.

"Damn, that was sexy to look at," Ash breathed and to my amazement he didn't seem to take offence to Simon's little staring-game with me, quite the contrary. "Another shot!"

He poured our glasses and I absentmindedly wondered if I really should drink more, but I was too happy and content to want to stop, I just enjoyed myself too much.

"To sexy knife games," Simon smirked and held up his glass with a wink.

"Sexy knife games," Ash nodded and suddenly nipped at my neck, making me almost spill out my shot.

"Ok then, sexy knife games," I laughed and downed the shot. "But weren't we supposed to play video games?"

Something had happened with the atmosphere in the room that I couldn't really get my head around, and I wanted back to the familiar feeling again. Ash laughed and grabbed the tequila bottle and we went into the living room. Simon threw himself in the recliner and Ash and I took the couch.

"I just gotta ask," Simon said and looked at us. "How did you guys meet? I'm not trying to be mean or anything, but it doesn't feel like you hung out with the same crowd before, if you know what I mean."

Apparently, I was still that obvious. I sighed quietly. Ash put a hand on my thigh and squeezed hard. Then he looked intently at Simon.

"Have you ever looked at someone, and at the same time fucked their brains out in your mind? That's how we met."

He gave me a wolfish grin and I couldn't help smiling at his unbelievable candor. I was so jealous of it. Why couldn't I just say what was on my mind, just like that? How hard could it be, really?

"It has been known to happen," Simon smiled and took the bottle and poured us all yet another shot.

I gathered my courage and held up my glass. Ash wasn't the only one who could be honest and straight forward. I could damn well be that too.

"To Oubliette," I said, fighting to keep my voice steady and gulped down my shot. "'Cause speaking of sexy, that was the sexiest thing I've ever experienced."

I eyed them closely to see their reactions. But they just shared a glance and Ash cocked an eyebrow. Then they drank up, both at the same time. Weren't they surprised that I could say stuff like that? I got weirdly disappointed.

"Come here," Ash said calmly and patted his lap. "I wanna hear more about that, what did you think was sexy?"

So, he did want me to elaborate on it after all. Confidently I straddled him and smiled. His eyes gleamed when they met mine and I drew in a breath. I had to remember that Simon was sitting over there in the recliner, even if I had a hard time keeping my cool now as I sat facing Ash.

"Do you want Simon to hear this too?" I asked to be sure.

"I was there for a part of it, remember?" I heard Simon say.

Oh. Right.

"I liked the feeling of exposure," I said and tried desperately to ignore the buzzing feeling in my crotch. "To not know how many blows I would get. How you showed me the knife. The blindfold. The feeling of... two knifes on my body at once. To have someone both in front of me... and behind me."

My cheeks were burning now. I had never been this honest to Ash before. I had never admitted that I actually had liked the feeling of two people, and immediately I got chillingly anxious that he would get angry. But he just looked at me with interest and didn't say anything.

"Have you ever been with two girls at once?" Simon asked, like it was the most normal thing in the world to ask someone.

"Nooo, I'm not that fucking adventurous," I giggled nervously.

Ash cocked his head and gave me a shrewd smile.

"Now that's a lie, you have been that adventurous, you've already had two," he said.

"That's not at all the same," I protested. "That was just... play. You said it yourself."

Simon let out an amused chuckle and Ash nodded.

"Ah, that's right, I did say that, yes," he smiled and suddenly he placed his hands on my shoulders. "I wanna try something out, ok? Kiss me."

I squirmed a little. If I kissed him now, I wasn't sure that I would be able to stop myself. All that in-depth talk about sex, at the same time as I was straddling him, had made my dick come alive for real now. That and a serious amount of tequila made it so that I didn't really trust myself anymore.

"But Simon's here," I hesitated and glanced at Simon.

He had flung his leg over the armrest of the recliner and watched me with a grin, his green eyes mischievous.

"It's nothing that I haven't seen before, you know," he said in a casual tone and shared a quick look with Ash.

Then I turned to Ash again. His gaze was scorching, and I couldn't help myself. When my lips met his I forgot about my surroundings at once, I relished in the smoothness of his tongue, licked his lips, and tasted the tequila and my world spun with both drunkenness and desire. He answered my kiss hungrily and pressed his hands against my ass, making me gasp and I deepened the kiss.

The feeling of a cool tongue sliding up my neck and teeth grazing the skin made shivers of pleasure erupt in my body. My consciousness came to the surface only after a few seconds. That was Simon behind me. But I was too aroused to even get upset now.

"Simon, what are you doing...?" I mumbled between breaths and looked at Ash to see how he reacted.

To my astonishment he just watched me with a heated look in his eyes and smiled.

"You said you liked the feeling of having someone both in front and behind you, didn't you?" he said. "And this is a damn good opportunity to explore that further, if you want to."

I had no idea how to answer. Desire ran through me like wildfire, but it felt weird to even think about wanting to try, it was like wanting to cheat on Ash right in front of him for some reason. I wasn't thinking about it that way, but wouldn't it be viewed just like that? I was his, through and through, I didn't want him to doubt that at all.

"It feels like... cheating," I said in a low voice.

"But I'm the one suggesting it," he said softly and stroked my cheek. "Do you think I would have suggested it if I didn't trust you?"

That was true. But one thing was suddenly crystal clear in my mind, and I looked Ash straight in the eye.

"I want my collar on. So it shows... who I belong to. That you're... in charge."

Ash let out a long groan and grabbed my wrists.

"Jeeesus, fuck," he said hoarsely. "You have no idea what you do to me when you say stuff like that. Get up."

In a daze I did as he said and as I got to my feet, I noticed that Simon was looking at me, a smile grazing his lips. Suddenly it was as if my brain unlocked a part of itself that I had automatically shut down every time I had seen Simon before. I suddenly realized that he was attractive. Was this even real?

A few moments later I felt the cool leather of my collar around my neck, and something clicked inside me, making all the nervousness fade away. I didn't need to decide anything for myself anymore, I didn't need to worry or wonder, I was completely safe in knowing that Ash knew what he was doing. And that he would never do anything that I didn't like.

"Is there anything you guys don't want me to do?" Simon asked and looked questioningly at Ash. "Or say?"

"You and I have been communicating pretty damn well so far, so I think that'll sort itself out," Ash grinned. "And talk all you want. Jamie?"

Dear god, am I doing this? I am doing this.

"I'll say yellow if I want to skip or pause," I explained and met Simon's gaze tentatively.

Ash grabbed my collar and pulled me close to him, making my back crash into his chest. He flicked his tongue over my ear and a pang of renewed lust shot straight down to my crotch.

"And what do you say now, kitten?" he whispered in my ear.

"Green," I breathed.

"Oh fuck, that's hot," Simon murmured and came up in front of me.

His gaze was seething with desire now and I realized that he must have been holding it in, I had never seen that kind of intensity in him before. He raised his hand to my mouth and let a finger glide along my lower lip, at the same time as Ash pressed my butt against him, letting me feel his hardening cock. Had they planned this somehow? Was that what the strange atmosphere was earlier? I had no idea and if I was to be honest with myself, I didn't care anymore. I was too damn horny to even question it.

"Open your mouth," Ash purred and caressed his hand over my erection through the fabric. "Lick his finger. Suck it."

I let my tongue trace along Simon's outstretched finger and then I sucked it all in and he let out a surprised gasp and stared at me. It took half a second and then his lips came crushing down on me, he kissed me fiercely and I lost my breath and grabbed Ash's hips and grinded against him. Simon slowly ended the kiss and turned me around so that I faced Ash.

"I wanna feel more of your mouth later," Simon growled in my ear and slid his hands under my t-shirt.

Ash looked down at me with that gorgeous wicked smile and licked my lower lip as he leisurely started to undo the buttons in my jeans, one by one. Every button coming loose made my breath quicken, every inch of skin bared was met by their caressing hands and my whole body was inflamed by the feeling of it. It was like they were teasing me, neither my t-shirt nor jeans was pulled off, like they wanted to prolong the moment we were in right now. I gasped out loud as Simon bit down on my shoulder at the same time as Ash started to stroke my hard cock in slow motions. God, if they kept this up, I wouldn't be able to hold in in much longer. What was with me?

"Easy..." I choked, breathing heavily. "I-I won't be able to–,"

"Easy?" Ash hummed and flicked his thumb over the head of my cock, making the pre-cum smear along my shaft. "You don't get to decide that."

Simon laughed a husky laugh and seized my hips, pressing his hard cock against my ass, making my need for them both almost painful. Ash hand-fucked me slow and achingly hard, without taking his burning gaze off me, I clung to his neck as the pleasure rose in me so fast that I could hardly keep myself upright anymore. It was so damn close, too close. Ash glanced over my shoulder.

"Bite down hard," he smiled at Simon and in the next second Simon gripped my hips harder, his tongue slid across the skin and suddenly he sank his teeth into my neck.

The pain in his bite radiated out in me, I groaned loudly and without warning I exploded. The release came so fast that my legs gave out and I could feel myself getting held up from both sides so that I wouldn't fall to the floor.

"Oooh f-fuuck..." I moaned, dizzy with both pleasure and inebriation and I stared up at Ash. "Shit, I told you I was close."

He just smirked and caressed my cheek as he wiped his other hand clean of cum, rubbing it on my t-shirt.

"You think we'll just gonna make you cum once, pet?" he said, pulled my pants up a bit and grabbed my collar. "God, you're cute when you're naïve."