“What was that for?” I grumbled.
“It takes too much effort to pinch your ass again,” Steel replied. “As for your question, no, only your half is paid for.”
“You’ll need to give my pay receptors time to recharge,” Rebelinsisted, voice half muffled against my chest. “Then I’ll be good to go.”
“Pay receptors?” I asked.
“Uh-huh,” Rebel grumbled. “I’ll explain later, when there are fewer light spots behind my eyes.”
“Seeing fireworks?” Steel asked.
“And an ocean of stars.”
“You should write that down,” I muttered.
“I will, if you remember to remind me later,” he replied, words slow, like it was taking effort for him to focus enough to say them.
His weight on my arm was growing heavier too, not that I had any plans to move. It would probably be asleep in a few minutes, like him. Already his breathing was deepening. My body was sated, but my mind still wasn’t willing to shut down, even for a nap.
“I’ll remember,” Steel muttered.
“He’s got a mind like a steel trap,” Rebel grumbled. “Never forgets anything.”
“And a cock just as hard and unrelenting,” I added. “I’d say he more than lives up to his name.”
“Oh, you two have jokes,” Steel grumbled, tickling me.
It was hard to squirm, trapped between him and Rebel, and it only got harder when he tried tickling Rebel, who burrowed against me like he was trying to use me as a shield. Yeah, I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
“You just tickled all the jokes out of me, I promise,” I said, sides aching from laughing so hard.
“Good, because I just used up the last of my energy tickling you,” Steel admitted. “So much for unrelenting.”
“You were plenty unrelenting when you were fucking my brains out,” I said.
“Is that a complaint?”
“Hell no.”
“Just checking.”
“Check. Quieter. Please.” Rebel managed, words a bit garbledand slurred.
“Think he’s done for the night?” I asked.
“Naa, you’re cuddled up to the king of the power naps right there,” Steel replied. “We’ll just be drifting off when he decides he’s ready for round two.”
Groaning, I nuzzled Rebel’s neck. “What’ll we do then?”
“Fuck him through the bed,” Steel replied.
Rebel’s only response was to lift his hand off my hip, but I couldn’t tell what he did with it.
“Uh-huh,” Steel said. “Thought so.”
“Did he flip you off?” I asked.
“Naa,” Steel replied. “He gave me a thumbs up.”