Ezra smiled, stepping back to rest his weight on his right leg, his position lazy in the curve of his back. But somehow the sloppy posture made his hard cock seem even more obvious in his pants. She could see the outline of his bulge in his sweats, the curve of his shaft pressed flushed, side by side with the dangling strings of his pants. She wanted to look away, but the movement of those dancing strings kept drawing her eyes back to his cock.
God damn it. She hated those natural human reflexes to moving objects.
"And, is that wrong? Do you hate it?" Ezra challenged, tilting his head.
"Ezra…" Hikaru warned. "We talked about this."
Amber peeked at Hikaru, noting the plea in his eyes. Those eyes told her that he would take her away from Ezra if he had to, that he would protect her from her perverted soulmate if need be. But his body was honest and he shifted his weight, adjusting his pants in his attempt to conceal his raging hard-on. She caught the action before he could cover the evidence and her cheeks blossomed with twin circles of pink.
"I don't hate it," she whispered softly. Her eyes moving to Ezra and his lips twitched.
"Look, we're not like Sieon or MinJae. Those two tend to think with their cocks," Ezra sighed. "We can control ourselves." He explained, looping a hand over Hikaru's shoulders. "So if you just want a bath, we will probably just look and masturbate to the memory—"
"We will not look at her," Hikaru interjected shooting Ezra a look.
"We will try not to look at her," Ezra corrected, honest as always.
"You can look at me all you want," Amber smiled, amused at how they were acting. "And you can do whatever you want with me, I trust the two of you." The both of them stiffened at her words.
"You don't know what you're saying," Ezra replied, his expression sobering into one that was serious and solemn. He turned to look at her, dark eyes meeting her own. "Before I knew you were my soulmate, I had restrictions to follow and I followed them by stopping for you. But now that I know that you are mine, there is nothing holding me back. Do you understand?" Ezra growled, his tongue curling over each word as his fingers rubbed circles on her wrist.
Holy shit. Her eyes darted between the two, they were staring at her looking as if all they wanted to do was to eat her all up. Their eyes and his words were like fire in her blood and it roared through her body, fuelling the flames of her pleasure.
She couldn't help her mind from conjuring image after image of the two of them. Ezra between her thighs, Hikaru working on her nipples. Ezra kissing her as Hikaru pounded into her from behind—She swallowed nervously as her clit trembled with her pleasure at the thought and Ezra's lips quirked upwards.
"Don't push our hopes up if you don't want to. Hikaru and I were only hoping to just see you soaking wet in the tub," He shrugged. "We might have hoped to join you but beggars can't be choosers,"
Amber snorted at his words. Did he just call himself a beggar for her affection?
"Yes, we will just help you out," Hikaru nodded in agreement. "Nothing else."
Ezra continued nonchalantly. "We can do that. Simple cleaning, nothing perverted. Just us guys standing around handing you soap. Maybe, helping you scrub your back if you want. I can't say for sure I won't be touching myse—"
"Ezra will just hand you the soap," Hikaru interrupted. "Nothing else." He shot Ezra a glare and he scoffed, running his hands through his hair. Amber bit back a chuckle. It was interesting seeing the different dynamics between her soulmates.
"Anything you want baby," Ezra said sweetly to appease Hikaru. "Take your pick."
She knew what Ezra was talking about. She bit on her lips, nibbling on the flesh. He was obliged to stop before he knew they were meant to be. And he would stop himself from going too far. But the thing was, she had always wanted him to go further than just kissing and heavy patting.
She squirmed, feeling hot arousal burn through her system. Her breath was coming out in slow panted bursts, and the nerves on her body were alight. She was sensitive, so sensitive that she could feel her nipples pebbling in her frock and brushing against the plastic fabric. There was something about the smell of mint and blackberries from her soulmates made her want the both of them in the most primal way possible.
"What if…" She whispered, her voice a strangled jumble of sound. She cleared her throat, coughing as she blushed. "What if…We did something different?" A knowing smirk stretched across Ezra's face and Hikaru's face was flushed crimson as he chewed on his lips.
"Like?" Ezra asked, faking ignorance. She furrowed her brows shooting him a quick glance. He was playing with her.
"I'm…I." She didn't know what to say, nibbling on your lips.
Impatience seemed to tear through his frame, because he gave up on his teasing for a moment, leaning on the wall to arch a brow. "I don't want to do anything against your will, nor does Hikaru," he drawled lazily. "So if you want us to go back to sleep right now. Sure baby."
Ezra shrugged as if it didn't bother him. "But I don't know how the fuck am I going to go back to sleep though." He stuck out his tongue, gesturing to his straining dick. "I will have to step out for a while." His eyes darkened as a smirk stretched across his face. "But if you want us to do naughty things to your pretty little clit, then you need to spell it out for me."
"I w-want—"
She struggled to say out the words. Her aching pussy was pulsating with her need and she wanted nothing more than to break the knotted band of pleasure within her body. But her heart was pounding loud in her head at the prospect of having two of them pleasure her at one go. She tried again.
"I—"
"Ezra, you are such a bully," Hikaru chimed out, shaking his head.
"Shut up man, you are ruining the damn mood."
Amber laughed then, giggling at the incredulity of the situation and the way the two seemed to run on very different sexual wavelengths. She rubbed her eyes, stifling her snickers. The laughter seemed to do wonders to her confidence because she grinned brightly at them after that.
"I want you both, so much."
"Good girl," Ezra purred, his gaze roaming over her body as he spoke. Her heart leaped in her chest and her desire pooled between her legs, saturating her panties with her want. He nudged her, pushing her over to the toilet seat. "Sit down."
"W-What? But I thought you said I would be taking a bath."
"You are, but I'll give you an appetizer," Ezra soothed.
She sat on the toilet bowl yet again and she watched as Ezra worked on the soul band that tied them together, locking her with Hikaru. He grinned, slipping away quickly to run the water in the tub. The rush of water was loud and fast, it echoed across the bathroom, drowning out the thoughts in her head that seemed a little too loud in the silence.
"We have to wait for the water to fill the tub. It'll be fucking stupid of us if we waited without doing anything." Ezra hummed. "Safety first." He tested the band, tugging at their wrists. She was tightly connected with Hikaru and their bond flowed between them, gold swimming between their souls.
"It's fine," Hikaru nodded. "The safety lock is on as well."
"Good, I'm teaching the both of you a lesson," Ezra licked his lips, blonde hair falling across his eyes. "If you'll let me." He knelt between her legs then, both knees on the ground pressing his hands on her thighs.
"Ezra!" Her eyes went round at the sight of him. She was starting to understand what he wanted to do to her and Hikaru seemed to get the idea judging from the choked groan that escaped his lips. Ezra simply pressed his tongue to the sides of his lips, giving her a salacious look.
"You need to keep quiet baby," he growled, tapping his fingers on her milky thighs as he slowly rubbed at the plastic hospital garment. "You don't want to wake up everyone do you? We're giving Hikaru a show." He licked his lips and she gasped as he pushed up her frock, pulling her hips to him.