Come As You Are (Twisted Bard)

15. Sebastian

Sebastian

Andrew arrived well before the cops, which wasn’t surprising since no one’s life was on the line, and it did let us get a full confession from Aaron. Once Andrew asked him to fill in on those days he had rehearsals, Aaron had sized things up and realized how easy it was to hack into Illyria’s accounting system. He began transferring money to himself while hiding it as an expense to a non-existent alcohol supplier.

Gossip around the club had told him Illyria was having issues with the Grotto, and he offered his services as a saboteur to Orsino in exchange for a sizeable fee. Orsino had agreed, wanting Illyria to go out of business or get so desperate Olivia would sell to him, but Aaron hadn’t been too eager to kill off both golden geese. Thankfully, he’d been playing out the drain on Illyria’s finances as long as he could, so the damage was nowhere near what it might have been.

While dealing with Aaron was pretty cut and dry, Olivia was having a difficult time figuring out what to do with Andrew. She suspended him without pay for the next week while she sorted out what to do. On the one hand, he hadn’t embezzled money from Illyria, but on the other, he’d given his brother access to the club and lied to her.

“I just don’t understand why you didn’t come to me and ask if you could have the time off,” she told him.

Andrew shook his head. “I wasn’t sure you’d say yes, and it was too good an opportunity to let pass.”

“Would you have asked Antonio?” Olivia asked, and I could see what it cost her since she tried so hard to be a good and supportive boss.

“I think so,” Andrew said.

I watched Olivia flinch as that answer landed, and Andrew saw it, too. He looked like he was about to cry.

“I’m so sorry, Olivia. I really am.”

“I know you are, and I am, too.”

The cops arrived eventually and took Aaron into custody. The following day was going to be a mess of lawyers and going through Illyria’s records to figure out everything Aaron had stolen, but for now, we had some peace and time to regroup.

We didn’t leave the club until close to two in the morning, and it wasn’t until we were in the car, that Vee asked, “So, who hired me? Was it Aaron or Andrew? Orsino said he had an inside person, so I didn’t have to worry. I had the job at Illyria. That would mean it was Aaron, right?”

Olivia and I looked at each other, and I saw her expression cloud as we both remembered the day Vee arrived in Illyria. Honestly, I couldn’t recall much more than the way Olivia looked at him and how jealous I’d felt.

“That was the day you noticed the inventory was off,” Olivia said to me. “So, I’m going to go with it being Aaron in the club that day. But I’m still going to ask Andrew about it.” She sighed and let her head fall against the headrest. “What a fucking day. I can’t imagine what I would have done without the two of you with me.”

“Luckily, you don’t have to,” Vee said from the back seat. “We’ll always be with you from now on.”

Olivia smiled, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment that I’d helped make that possible.

At Olivia’s house, we tumbled into bed with a minimal amount of preparation. I think I actually fell asleep while brushing my teeth, and Vee was already dozing off by the time I made it into the bed. Olivia lay between the two of us, and despite a level of fatigue that was almost painful, I rolled onto my side so I could see her.

“Relax, Liv,” I said. “There’s nothing you can do now, and you need to rest.” I stroked my fingertips down her cheek, and she turned her head to brush her lips over my knuckles.

“You ever have one of those moments when everything you thought you knew about yourself turned out to be wrong?” she asked.

I chuckled darkly. “Almost every day until I met your brother.”

I’d been trying for levity, but my comment brought tears to Liv’s eyes. Apologizing, I wiped them away, but Olivia shook her head.

“I miss him so much,” she said.

Gathering her in my arms, I stroked her hair. “I know. You’ve been working so hard to live up to who he was and what he wanted.”

She nodded against my chest. “I think I forgot about what I wanted because all I could feel was my grief and this deep-seated fear I was fucking up.” Lifting her head, she stared at me. “Thank you for sticking around.”

“Oh, God, Liv, you’d have had to have done a lot to get rid of me.” I took a deep breath. “In case you didn’t realize it, I’ve been in love with you for quite some time.”

At first, I thought I’d pushed too far, my exhausted brain getting away from me and spilling truths I wasn’t prepared to express, but then Olivia lifted her chin and brought our mouths together. It was a sweet and lazy kiss that went on forever, a slow and sultry tango that warmed my core and sent tendrils of desire to all parts of my body. This wasn’t about getting off, it was about expressing how I felt to one of the most amazing people I’d ever known.

When we parted, Olivia sighed. “I was so pissed with you for being such a man-whore,” she said. “But I think it’s because I wanted you so much.” She leaned in and kissed me again.

This time, we began to explore each other’s bodies. As we touched, I became aware of another set of hands running over and around, and then Vee was tangled up with us. “Is this a private party, or can anyone join?” he asked.

“It’s a very exclusive party,” I said as I leaned over Liv’s shoulder to get to his mouth. “Only people I love are allowed.”

Vee stilled, his eyes searching mine. “You love me?” he asked.

“I do.”

“And I do, too,” Olivia said. “Both of you.”

He let out a deep breath. “Thank God, because I’m right there with you.”

And then we were back to kissing and touching, exploring each other with our hands and mouths. Vee was like an otter, twining around us, his teeth and tongue and hands finding their ways into unexpected places that made both Liv and me gasp and redouble our efforts to drive Vee out of his mind.

Exhaustion was forgotten, driven out by the sheer and unmitigated joy of having these two extraordinary people in my arms. I remembered how, for years, Olivia had been my guiding light, my North Star, my queen, and it humbled me to discover that not only could I be her champion, her ground, her center, but Vee’s as well. My love for this beautiful young man had snuck up on me so stealthily, that I had not been aware of its existence until I spoke the words and named what had been living in my heart.

If I thought about it, I might have fallen for him the day I found him sleeping in the storeroom and asked him to come live with me. But I had other things on my mind.

I rolled up on my elbow so I could watch Olivia and Vee. They were a tangle of legs and arms, Vee’s cock riding the crease of Liv’s thigh. I leaned over her and tugged a nipple into my mouth, loving the softness of her small breasts, the round places on her body. Beneath the ministrations of my tongue, her nipple hardened and stood erect against my teeth.

Her moan as I teased at it was music to my ears, and I loved her gasp as I slipped my hand between her and Vee to take hold of her click and give it a gentle stroke. The hormones Olivia took meant that her click rarely got hard—something Vee and I had had to adjust to—and we were still discovering how to tell she was turned on, just as we were learning a new vocabulary for her body. We still had a ways to go, but tonight, Liv wasn’t difficult to read at all. As soon as I touched her click, she moaned and rocked her hips toward me to get more contact. Vee followed after her, his cock brushing my hand and leaving a damp stripe of precum in its wake.

“Lie back, Liv,” I said, and gently pushed her shoulders until she was on her back. “Let us take care of you tonight, okay?” I stared into her eyes, watched her turn to Vee, who nodded.

“Let us love you,” Vee said. “Whatever you want.”

I saw the war in Olivia’s expression. She was so strong, had been fighting for Illyria all on her own for two years now, had struggled with so much, and it was difficult for her to let anyone else take control no matter what the situation. A hard-fought battle waged behind her eyes, and the moment she surrendered to us felt like I’d won the lottery on my birthday. I leaned down to kiss her.

“Thank you,” I whispered just before my lips touched hers.

Olivia opened to me immediately, taking me into her mouth and stroking me with her tongue. My hand on her click was joined by Vee’s and the two of us took turns caressing and touching her until she was moaning. Her legs fell open, and Vee dipped his head following the lines of her body with his mouth until he was able to take her click between his lips and tease at her while I traced the line beneath her bits to her hole.

Turning my body to give myself better access to Olivia’s brought my cock closer to her mouth, and I gave a shout as her lips parted and she took me deep. It spurred me on, and I alternated between nuzzling at her bits and lapping at her hole while Vee used his tongue to tease her click. Olivia moaned around my cock, her hand brushing my cheek as she reached for Vee’s dick.

We were a writhing tangle of limbs and mouths and hands joyfully building each others’ arousal to the point where we could not think of anything else. My own orgasm threatened as Olivia took me to the back of her throat and swallowed around me. As much as I tried to fight it, I was done when Vee lifted his head and took my balls into his mouth. It was too much. Olivia on my cock, Vee stroking my balls with his tongue. I came with a shout, gasping even as I tried to keep my focus on Olivia.

When I was too sensitive for even the lightest of touches from Olivia’s tongue, I slid from her mouth and returned my attention to her. I lapped at her hole and took her click in my mouth while Vee worshipped at her chest and throat, rising up to kiss her, then returning to her breasts. She moaned and bucked her hips, whining when the contact wasn’t firm enough, groaning as her body responded to us. Her hand found Vee’s cock, and she stroked him in time to our frenzied ministrations.

I felt her tense, felt the muscles in her abdomen and legs freeze in the split second before she toppled over the edge, her cries ringing in my ears, joined by Vee’s deep growl as he spilled across her belly and my hand. Continuing to lap at Olivia’s click, I got the added treat of Vee’s cum on my tongue and hummed happily. When we were all lying with our heads on the pillows once more, I kissed first Vee and then Olivia, gifting them with Vee’s taste, a taste I carried into sleep as we all drifted off trading lazy, sleepy kisses and gentle touches and whispers of “I love you.”