“I... have no idea. I don’t know what it is about you, but you are not like the other girls here. You aren’t looking for dollar signs or really anything. You do what needs to be done and the more I learn about you the more I crave to be close to you,” Connor says. “I know Dillon is on the same page with me.”
“Very much so,” Dillon says.
“So here is where I stand,” I say. “I trust you two in the sense that I know you won’t hurt me. It took me a second to get here, but the fact that I am laying on my bed with the two of you and I’m not panicked says a lot.”
“I’m glad you trust us,” Connor says.
“I’m trying to not be a perv,” Dillon admits and I laugh.
“Go ahead. What do you want to ask?” I ask.
“Do you have a CNC kink?” he asks. “Also, is it bad that I want you, to want us to chase you?”
“It’s not bad unless you don’t want it to be consensual,” I say. “But to answer your question... Yes. I do.”
“What does that look like for you?” he asks.
“Well... I have only had sex once in the last four years, and even before that it was only a few times. I will be honest and say that I am inexperienced, but I know enough from my last... encounter what I am okay with and what I’m not,” I say. “The only hard limit I have found, and I have zero interest in trying is fisting or fluid thatisn’t come. I am okay with impact play so long as it doesn’t leave permanent marks or bruises.”
“So, this guy you slept with. Who was he?” Dillon asks.
“Someone old enough to be my father,” I laugh. “He was nice, and he explained everything as we got to it. I... gave him a fake number. I think he knew I would do that though. He didn’t push for much information because he knew I was in a bad place, and I wanted it to be a one-time thing.”
“So, are you talking like... overpower you and use you as we see fit?” Connor asks.
“Yeah. I’d have a safe word. If I use it, we stop instantly. Otherwise, you’d keep my boundaries in mind,” I say. “Some will not even accept a no and you’d have to actually say the safe word to end it. If I said no or showed anything viewed as real resistance, it’s just a matter of asking me for the safe word so I had a chance to really consider if that’s what I meant.”
“You keep talking like that, I am going to think you want us to,” Connor says seriously.
“I’ll make you a deal,” I say. “I’ll give you one shot to show me that I can trust you two and that you will take things seriously. Safe word is red. If I call it and you hesitate or don’t stop, you’ll never get another chance. I have faith that you can follow basic instructions, but this is also because I am morbidly curious if you’ll live up to the level of hype that you put out.”
“Are you saying you want us to fuck you, Chloe?” Dillon asks with a smile.
“Yes, but not tonight,” I say. “Really, I need a few days to process what happened tonight.”
“Okay,” Dillon smiles. “Are you on birth control?”
“I am,” I say. “Can I be confident that you two are clean?”
“We’ve never had unprotected sex,” he says.
“Neither have I,” I say.
“The idea of being the first ones to fill you with our come is going to make it difficult to sit here and not touch you,” Connor says. “Can I bend the rules a little bit?”
“Sure,” I say with a smile. He grabs my face and kisses me, and I melt into him. His hand rests on my belly, and I pull away. Dillon takes the opportunity to kiss me as well, but he leans into me as he presses his thumb into the bend of my hip, making me whimper.
“Okay,” I pull away. “We should eat before I change my mind and accidentally get myself triggered again.” Connor and Dylan laugh and we all sit up.
“Yeah, we don’t want that,” Dillon says. “Let’s eat and we will get out of your hair.”
Four Days Later
It’s Friday and I am so ready for the weekend. All week Connor and Dillon have been walking me to my classes and helping me clean in the mornings. It’s nice having them around and they are actuallypretty cool. We like similar movies, music, books, and games, and have the same stance on social issues. They like to pick at me to get me worked up, but it doesn’t take them long to get me laughing again.
Unfortunately, there are no cameras that point to that side of the dorms, so Max and Elias got away with trying to rape me. I don’t think they know I went to the Dean, but they are actually leaving me alone. Really, everyone is. I think Connor and Dillon are threatening people who fuck with me. They are highly protective of me, and it makes me swoon.
They don’t do more than kiss me but they’re cautious with their timing. They have no problem kissing me in front of anyone, which only solidifies everyone’s theory that I’m a whore, but that’s okay. It’s nice to feel wanted.