Twice Bitten (Love, Lust & Magic #1)

Griff

“I’m guessing you want an explanation,” said a mentally exhausted as he took a seat at the marble top kitchen island in Pruitt’s swanky rooftop loft. The sounds of nightlife spilled in through the apartment’s open balcony, which provided a breeze and an unobstructed view of the night’s moon. Still as shirtless as he was under the leather jacket, his two suitors stood across from him. The looks on their faces were ones of hesitancy, almost like they were afraid to say the wrong thing.

Uriah spoke first. “You know, funny you should say that, ‘cause, well?—”

Word vomit incoming , prepared himself. “You! Y-you’re a smoking hot vampire,” interrupted , his finger pointing at Uriah. “And so are all the guys in your band.”

Uriah cleared his throat. “Um…”

“Pruitt—who has excellent taste in home décor, I might add—is a total werewolf babe ,” continued . “On top of that, everyone at the bar who was any kind of paranormal something- or-other was possessed by some kind of evil entity tonight, except the two of you. And me? I’m a?—”

“A little shaken up,” Pruitt calmly interjected as he reached out and took ’s shaking hands in his.

“Frazzled,” nodded.

“Yeah,” added Uriah, a mischievous grin forming on his face. “But at least you’re an adorable little witch .”

Pruitt shot Uriah a death glare as he shrugged.

“A witch,” repeated as his mind raced. “At least that’s what your friends were calling me. Correction—that’s what whoever was possessing them was calling me.”

“Possession, huh?” mused Pruitt as he folded his arms around his chest.

Just as quickly as he could spin ’s barstool to face him, Uriah took a seat on the chair to his left. “You scared of us, then?”

“Scared isn’t the right word,” responded , his attention moving from Uriah’s firm torso to his defined chest and finally to his playful, perfect smile. Almost seductively playful, logged as a mental note.

“Let me guess. Cautious, perhaps,” Pruitt said as he took a seat on the stool opposite Uriah and behind . His positioning was such that could feel the warmth of his breath on his neck. “Turned on, sure. But not frightened. And probably worried about being late to class tomorrow.”

“Wait a minute,” began , reluctant to admit that he was indeed concerned about school. “I’ve read all the associated literature on these things —and watched all the related movies and TV shows. Don’t tell me werewolves are psychic now.”

“We’re not,” Pruitt replied as Uriah once again spun ’s seat, this time 180 degrees. The freshman smiled as he came face-to-face with the handsome quarterback. “Not all of us, anyway.”

“That’s one change,” Uriah said as he leaned over ’s shoulder, whispering into his ear. “In this story, every werewolf has their own special, inborn trait. Silly, I know. But I didn’t make the rules.”

“Oh?” inquired as he looked from Uriah to Pruitt.

“And this handsome bloke’s ability is a kicker, ain’t it?” Uriah leaned forward and playfully used his hands to furrow Pruitt’s military crew cut.

“Consider it a sixth sense. Well, actually, I think I have a lot of other senses, too,” Pruitt bashfully rambled. “Uh, think of it as I’m really good at reading people, their emotions, their whatever.”

“Wow, cool,” an unfiltered blurted out.

“The closer I am to someone, the better the signal is,” Pruitt held up his hands. “Even to the point of being able to send back thoughts and messages of my own.”

Although hesitant to immediately revisit the sensation, couldn’t help but to think back to Pruitt’s touch. Physically, heaven. Supernaturally, spy territory? “And the baggage?” asked, placing his fingers against Pruitt’s much bigger digits before pulling away.

Uriah and Pruitt simultaneously chuckled.

“Well, I don’t age, but that seems to be just a me thing; not official species-wide lore, if you will,” Pruitt playfully pushed his shoulder into ’s. “The moon gives me power, but I control everything about my wolf side. I can go anywhere from half to full werewolf whenever I want. They call me the Silver Wolf—and, well, I guess you’ll just have to see for yourself sometime. Um, I eat, drink, and sleep just like you, but I heal fast. I think the weakness to silver thing is true, so I have drawers full of every kind of wooden utensil you can find.”

Still hot , decided before turning his line of questioning back to his second suitor of the evening. “And what about you, Uriah Black?”

Through the jacket he still had on, felt the pressure of Uriah’s hands on his shoulders. “Well, now that we’ve established that the vampire obsession with leather is no fairytale, what else can I say?”

spun himself around to face Uriah, who appeared as though he had some momentary stage fright. “How ‘bout these?” pointed to his face as he bared his own teeth.

Uriah’s fangs seemed to extend slightly out of his mouth at will.

“ My, what big teeth you have, ” joked, his hands carefully brushing Uriah’s beard.

“That’s not all that’s big,” Uriah said with a wink as he placed his palms over ’s fingers.

“I’m guessing you don’t eat what we eat,” continued.

The vampire shook his head. “Hollywood and the like were right about the whole blood thing. Kind of gross, but saves me on my grocery bill. Animal blood, blood banks, and that kind of thing is what I stick to.”

Pruitt gave Uriah an obvious kick from underneath ’s chair.

“ Okay, fine. It’s what I aspire to stick to, but I would never harm you,” Uriah continued. “I don’t need to sleep. Coffins are uncomfortable as hell. Don’t know if you noticed my aversion to the sun, but that’s on the list, too.”

“Okay,” nodded, taking it all in.

“What else?” the vampire wondered, holding up a finger for every attribute as he went. “I also don’t age. I don’t like stakes to the heart or holy water. Oh, yes. I can’t do crosses, especially if it’s someone wearing an Affliction shirt. Think that’s mostly it.”

Pruitt cleared his throat.

“Oh, uh, and see this?” Uriah pointed to a fading bruise on his shoulder. “I heal as fast as wolf boy, if not faster. And my blood can heal humans, too.”

“Makes sense, but how did you get all the tattoos, then?” asked.

“Good question,” chimed in Pruitt. “How did you get those?”

“Oh, come on,” Uriah chuckled as he looked down at his chest and held up his arms. “Us vampires can cut our hair and get tattoos just like you humans. Why? You like ‘em?”

As Uriah flexed playfully, couldn’t help but crack a smile. “I do.”

“That’s not everything, right, Uriah?” Pruitt cleared his throat.

“Oh, and how could I forget?” Uriah rolled his eyes. “Compulsion. Vampires can play sort of a mind trick on humans to—uh, you know, do whatever.”

“To trick them?” asked.

Uriah shrugged.

“To do whatever a vampire wants them to,” Pruitt leaned in close to .

“He’s right, you know,” Uriah whispered as he, too, leaned in closer. “Gather dirt on enemies, make a parking ticket disappear, or even skip out on a check.”

“The thing is, , none of our special abilities work on you,” said Pruitt. “I mean, fully, anyway. I was just kind of guessing your thoughts earlier. Force of habit. But honestly, no matter how close I get…”

“Or how suave and debonair you think I may be...” added Uriah.

“I’m immune?” interrupted.

Both men nodded.

“Hope that means we can earn your trust,” Uriah blurted out uncharacteristically. His face showed a surprising vulnerability that caught both and Pruitt off guard.

angled to look from Pruitt back to Uriah. He could feel them hanging on his every action. It’s cute, really. Finally, he nodded.

“If your driving skills didn’t scare him off, I’m not sure anything will, Riah,” Pruitt was quick to add.

“So, does that make me immune to the vampire curse? The werewolf bite?” asked.

“You want us to test it out for you?” The vampire answered a question with another question. The nervous look on ’s face was all the answer Uriah needed. “Well, I suppose that brings us to the part about you then.”

Oh, here’s where I get nervous, thought to himself. “Well, I didn’t know my real parents. I feel like I’ve always had a fair amount of luck, I guess. Nothing like winning the Powerball or anything, but maybe I should look into gambling. I, um, never thought of myself as any kind of witch, but ever since I came to town things seem to be changing…”

“You see,” began Pruitt, “we thought witches —real witches— died out years ago. No magic, no broomsticks, zilch. The only thing we both could agree on that we remembered about witches was—well, uh—their blood. And?—”

“Their scent,” Uriah interrupted as he leaned in and indulged in ’s aroma. The moment seemed almost erotic. The vampire was so close that his beard tickled ’s neck. “It’s absolutely, irresistibly intoxicating to us.”

“A-and that’s why your friends wanted to eat me, right?” said with an involuntary giggle. “I was going to say that, you know, under different circumstances I would be totally cool with two guys I barely know literally dripping their saliva on me, but…”

“Okay, secret kinkster,” Uriah chuckled.

“That’s exactly right. Well, that and they were allegedly possessed,” replied Pruitt. “As much as I give Uriah a hard time about his circle-jerk of friends, his bandmates seem like good guys. It was almost like something released the monster inside of them tonight.”

“Something magic ,” added a flirty Uriah. “And speaking of magic, I’m guessing that’s the origin of your—well, your absolutely inebriating scent.”

All that’s separating us is this leather jacket, which is actually kind of hot, thought as he shrugged his shoulders and felt the weight of Uriah’s coat. Oh! And my necklace.

“Oh! Not to overlook that totally hot yet kind of creepy detail, but my necklace !” exclaimed . “Power, a light—something seems to come from this. It was given to me by my adoptive mom. She said it was all that was with me when I first came home with her. Something left for me by my family. Maybe it’s the source of my magic?”

“Can we?” Pruitt asked as he spun around to face him, his hands gently tugging on the jacket.

nodded as the men helped him out of the coat, revealing his soft, smooth back, chest, and abs. The freshman was quick enough to catch the vampire and werewolf shoot each other a look as though they were both getting excited.

felt an ecstatic rush as Pruitt’s hands ran up his shoulders and examined his necklace chain.

“May I?” Uriah asked as he held up the pendant in his hands. nodded as Pruitt undid the jewelry clasp.

“Well, I can say for a fact that it’s definitely not from Tiffany’s. But from what I can see, it doesn’t look like there’s anything coming from it now,” Uriah said as he inspected it. “Pruitt?”

Pruitt carefully took the pendant in his own hands. “Yeah, . Not sure. But I have an idea.”

The werewolf stood to place the necklace on his countertop before he gently ran his hands from ’s shoulders to his fingers. Impulsively, opened his palms and intertwined his digits with Pruitt.

Still behind , Uriah stood up and leaned in close. It surprised the freshman to feel the cool touch of the bad boy’s hands moving up from his shoulders and then down and around his stomach.

“And what do these do?” asked innocently, dropping Pruitt’s hands to give the vampire’s pair a squeeze.

“Huh?” Uriah asked. “ Oh! Well, if I tell you, this story is going to become a lot more graphic than your typical vampire flick,” Uriah said as he lifted his hands up. Nevertheless, he placed them atop ’s so that the human’s hands were cradled between both his and Pruitt’s.

“Cold,” said with a giggle. “Like a doctor’s hands.”

“Don’t worry,” whispered Uriah. “Blood still runs where it needs to.”

“Of course it does,” snickered Pruitt.

Wow, hot , thought to himself. The warmth of Pruitt’s rock hard stomach and chest pressed against his own already had him on fire.

“So, besides me making crazy energy explosions and being immune to your supposed powers, the only proof you have that I’m a witch is that my scent is like an aphrodisiac to you?”

“Well, kid,” Uriah said with a cocky grin. “You can let me look you in the eye and compel you if you’d like. I already tried once and it didn’t work. And?—”

“And?” asked impatiently.

“Well,” Uriah cleared his throat. “Don’t ask how, but we, uh, have some overwhelming evidence that leads us to believe that Pruitt’s little empath gig is jump-started by—well, by physical contact. So, I think a kiss would do.”

“Overwhelming evidence, huh?” asked as he looked from Uriah to Pruitt. “What’s that mean?” When neither responded immediately, the freshman angled himself to study both their faces. Why does it feel like I’m missing out on part of the conversation?

“Look, do you want me to try the compulsion or not?”

“Wait a second,” began . “Does that mean you two have some kind of psychic bond?” he asked, turning to Uriah. The vampire looked down sheepishly. “No way! That means that you?—”

“Don’t say it,” Uriah interjected.

“I knew it! You two! You guys have ki?—”

“Fine,” Uriah interrupted again, his hand gently cupping ’s chin as he looked him dead in the eyes. “You leave me no choice. in Kyler, kiss Pruitt.”

“What?! Hey, maybe that’s not a great way to test this out,” objected Pruitt. “Seems kind of—I don’t know—rapey.”

“Hey, wolf boy, calm down. To test both theories, he has to do it either way,” answered Uriah.

blinked. “Uh,” he looked from Pruitt back to Uriah. “Try again maybe?”

Uriah sighed. “Because this is just what I want to be repeating all night. , kiss Pruitt.”

It’s not working, thought to himself. But, um, I guess it’s as good of a time as any to kiss the hottest jock on campus.

Cocking his head, was surprised when it was Pruitt who initiated the kiss. breathed in the light scent of Pruitt’s cologne, felt the warmth of his lips, the passion in his movement, and the flick of his tongue as the werewolf stole one kiss and then another.

“Anything?” an anxious Uriah asked.

Pruitt’s free hand had now found the back of ’s head and he continued to lock lips with his.

“I-I don’t know,” finally spoke. “But I can say that compulsion had nothing to do with that.” balanced his weight on Uriah’s chest, turned his head, and leaned in to kiss him.

The vampire momentarily pulled himself back, his hands grabbing ’s shoulders as though to reconsider. looked up at him with an inquisitive, submissive eye. With a sly grin, Uriah closed his eyes, pushed his body against ’s and sank his tongue into the human’s mouth.

let out a whimper as he felt Pruitt’s lips pressing against the sensitive skin on his neck. Uriah’s furry torso pressed into ’s smooth stomach as Pruitt’s hands flicked and rubbed ’s nipples.

“Okay, sorry. That wasn’t part of the means testing,” said as both Uriah and Pruitt briefly pulled away. “That was just?—”

Before could finish his sentence, Pruitt spun his stool around so that he fell against his chest. was speechless as Pruitt again pulled him in for more. felt overwhelmed by the dominant aggression of both of his suitors, but couldn’t have imagined this hot scenario even in his wildest of dreams. But a good kind of overwhelmed, he thought to himself. His hands explored Pruitt’s smooth, toned torso and his built chest.

“Look, I’m not trying to make you guys go gay or anything. Sorry if I…” started before his sentence drifted off.

In the same moment, he again felt Uriah press his own powerful physique against him. This time, Uriah came from behind. could instantly tell that Uriah was not lying about the blood flow.

“You’ll have to excuse us, mate,” Uriah said as his hand gently found a tuft of ’s hair, pulling his head back and pressing his lips against the human’s willing pair. “We’re quite excitable around you.”

Pruitt leaned past and pulled Uriah’s head into his hands.

“Oh, now he wants it,” the vampire teased before he and Pruitt shared a passionate kiss. Their lips parted before Uriah leaned in again for another one. “Damn.”

“Knew it,” said with a snicker.

“Knew what?” Uriah asked as he gave ’s rear a gentle smack. Moments later, his fingers found their place in ’s belt loops, a leverage he used to keep his body close.

barely had time to think about how hot and how supernatural the night had become. He didn’t anticipate finding himself ready to rip the clothes off of Pruitt and Uriah—or, at least, what clothes they still had—and he especially didn’t expect them to be so willing. He had no idea of their intentions until tonight.

“Hey,” said as he pressed a kiss on Pruitt’s cheek and another on Uriah’s temple. “This is hot. It really is. And I like you—well, both of you.”

“I-I like you, too,” Pruitt replied, squeezing ’s hands.

“Ditto,” Uriah was quick to add. “Although I would’ve classified myself as more or less straight until tonight.”

“Also ditto,” repeated Pruitt as the two laughed.

“Well, I’ve seen worse soft-core porn storylines,” said with a shrug. “So, you guys are cool with this?”

Now Uriah and Pruitt stood side by side. Their combined height and strength—the visuals of their heaving bodies standing over him—was enough to make pre-cum. Uriah pushed against the counter, taking his chin into his hand as he gave a peck on the lips. “Trust me.” Looking back as Pruitt pressed his body against both of theirs, Uriah corrected himself. “ Us.”

felt shivers down his spine as he found the men of his dreams taking turns passionately locking lips with him. He felt passion, nerves, and pleasure as Uriah nibbled on his collarbone and shoulder. An involuntary pulsing came from his pants as he felt Pruitt’s hand gently wrap around his neck while he explored the inside of his mouth. In response, ’s soft, shaky hands rubbed Uriah’s arms, felt the grooves of Pruitt’s abs, and finally danced along the top of both men’s belt buckles.

“This isn’t me saying we don’t have a lot of other pressing matters, but…” Uriah joked as he slid ’s hand past his jean line. ’s fingers followed Uriah’s happy trail until they felt the tented fabric of his boxer briefs. Inches below that, he felt the pulsating of Uriah’s hard-on.

“Don’t suppose that ESP connection thing is working yet with little witch, huh?” the vampire asked, turning to Pruitt.

Pruitt shrugged. “No. But I have a good idea what he wants.”

“Open up,” Uriah said to a surprised . At first confused, opened his mouth. Uriah leaned over and spit in it.

“Damn,” gasped. Pruitt’s line of sight followed ’s hand to Uriah’s pants. “Is someone reading my mind or am I just that obvious as to what I want?”

Pruitt leaned over and began caressing Uriah’s nipples with his tongue as he frantically worked to pull off his belt. He rubbed the imprint of Uriah’s throbbing erection through his jeans until the freeing sound of a zipper meant he could tug off his pants and underwear with a quick swoop.

Uriah leaned in, pressing a quick kiss onto ’s lips before he spit once again into his mouth. “ Fuck yes ,” found himself surprised to say. Uriah looked down at his now completely naked body, then back up to .

Almost aggressively, dropped to his knees. And what a sight to behold, he thought to himself. Pruitt gripped the base of Uriah’s thick cock, jerking and tugging at it. leaned forward and ran his tongue up the soft skin of his scrotum.

“Damn,” Uriah groaned.

As looked up, Pruitt tugged Uriah’s erection so that it flopped into his face. “Wow,” moaned as he caught the bounce-back with his tongue. Starting from the shaft, he followed the length of the vampire’s cock to the tip before taking it into his mouth.

“Hot,” Pruitt growled.

“Fuck,” Uriah’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as now took over tugging the base of his dick while bobbing his head up and down on the sensitive tip. Pruitt stood up and found his mouth locked with Uriah’s in the heat of the moment. Uriah moved quickly to undo the werewolf’s pants, tugging them down to his thighs.

“Show what you’ve got,” Uriah said between kisses.

An excited looked on. Pruitt looked from the freshman to the bulge in his underwear before pulling them down.

“Suck him, too. Now,” Uriah demanded.

His right hand continuing to jerk off Uriah, used his left hand to caress and massage Pruitt’s scrotum. Pruitt watched carefully, slapping the length of his cock against ’s tongue when he held it out for him.

“Mm,” gently moaned as Uriah’s hand guided his head onto Pruitt’s penis. Although not something he expected, felt his own erection throb as Uriah took control of him. In fact, Uriah didn’t let go until ’s face was buried in Pruitt’s well-manicured landing patch.

“Oh, damn,” Pruitt groaned as Uriah studied his face. He leaned forward and licked and nibbled the werewolf’s nipples as serviced him.

“This is so hot,” said as he came up for air.

As leaned over and engulfed Uriah’s full length, the vampire moaned.

“That feels so good, ,” Uriah nodded, his hands running through ’s messy hair. Pruitt dropped to his knees and pulled ’s pants down and to his ankles. As Pruitt’s hands found his erection and started jerking him off, turned to be greeted by an onslaught of his kisses.

“There we go,” Uriah said slyly before tapping his manhood against the duo’s locked lips. After playfully rolling his eyes, Pruitt obliged and wrapped his lips around the vampire’s sensitive glans. ’s mouth traced the length of Uriah’s erection again before Pruitt guided the full length of it back inside.

“May I?” Uriah cautiously asked as he placed both of his hands at the back of ’s head and gently thrust inward. “Actually, I think I already know the answer.” The vampire let out a deep sigh as his thighs swayed back and forth, his hands providing leverage as he thrust into ’s mouth. His eyes watering, looked up to catch the ecstasy in Uriah’s eyes.

“Damn,” Uriah exclaimed as he studied the face of the freshman on his knees. “Look at those beautiful eyes.” couldn’t help but to giggle, pulling Uriah out of his mouth as he did.

Pruitt leaned forward and wrapped the twink in his arms as he shoved his tongue into his mouth. “Mm,” moaned. Pulling away, Pruitt stood up—this time pushing his throbbing cock into ’s mouth instead.

“That’s it,” Pruitt said softly.

“All the way,” Uriah said more sternly. felt his body shudder as Uriah’s hands once again pushed him to swallow Pruitt’s cock whole.

“Oh, damn, G,” Pruitt grunted. “Keep your hands there, Riah.”

Pruitt pushed back ’s bangs, then slowly picked up the pace of his own thrusts.

“Give him that mouth, ,” Uriah prodded.

Still frantically jerking Uriah’s cock, ’s eyes locked with Pruitt’s as the jock used his mouth.

For , the moment felt so hot, so raw. Their interactions had taken an extreme dominance angle, a fantasy of ’s since he had his first sexual encounter. Fantasies that Uriah and Pruitt could have only known if they had been able to tap into his emotions . Or maybe I’m just that obvious.

Pruitt caressed ’s face. “Do you like that?”

“Mm-hmm,” managed.

Uriah leaned over and stuck his tongue in Pruitt’s mouth. Pruitt groaned as he felt Uriah’s hands against his chest, against his neck. All the while, his thrusts continued to pick up pace. With both Uriah and Pruitt’s hands keeping him in place, dripped pre-cum as he mercilessly gagged.

“Oh, fuck,” Pruitt groaned as he pulled away from Uriah. Uriah pinched and squeezed his nipples as Pruitt shook. “!” he shouted.

nodded in approval as he felt Pruitt’s scrotum smack against his chin.

“I’m gonna cum,” Pruitt said defiantly as he let out a howl. “I’m—gonna—!”

Pruitt’s thighs shook involuntarily as he drove four powerful thrusts into ’s throat.

Fuck , thought to himself as he felt the warmth of Pruitt’s cum fill his mouth. He swallowed quickly, audibly moaning as Uriah’s hands pressed him into Pruitt’s torso. He felt the werewolf’s cock contract in the back of his throat as Pruitt continued to flood him.

“That was hot,” said as the two men let him come up for air.

“Damn!” Pruitt could barely keep himself grounded as deep-throated him one last time. The warm suction of his mouth was almost too much to handle with how sensitive he had become.

Pruitt leaned down, his hands placed gently on ’s cheeks as he pressed three soft, sensual kisses onto his face.

“I hate to ruin the moment, but…” Uriah began, a smug look on his face.

“How could I forget?” smiled as he ran his tongue along the tip of Uriah’s cock before letting him slip the entirety of it into his mouth.

“Ah, ,” Uriah moaned, his hands again at the back of the freshman’s head. “ Suck that fucking cock, little witch!”

Again, found himself a little surprised at Uriah’s forwardness. Nonetheless, he was still extremely turned on by it.

Uriah pulled his hips back, leaned forward, and spit into ’s mouth again. “Let me down that throat,” he then demanded.

Relaxing on his knees, watched as Uriah’s muscular thighs swayed back and forth. The sound of the vampire’s skin slapping against his made feel fully surrendered to him. It made the moment even hotter. The ooey-gooey feelings he had for Uriah were still there, but the desire to let the bad boy take over was, too.

“Oh, shit,” Uriah moaned as buried his face in his pubes. “Fuck.”

Just as before, found his eyes trained on Uriah’s. “Ah, yeah,” Uriah said as he gritted his teeth and growled. “You want that cock?”

“Mm,” tried to respond as Uriah continued to thrust his full length in and out of his mouth.

couldn’t shift his attention if he wanted to, but it surprised him to again feel the soft kisses of Pruitt on his neck. Pruitt’s warm hands gripped and tugged at ’s raging hard-on.

“Unh,” let out a muffled cry as Uriah continued to exert his dominance.

“Oh, damn, ,” Uriah said as his sweaty face flushed. “Oh, shi-i-i-i-t!”

With each accented vowel, Uriah’s primal thrusts increased in power. whimpered as Uriah’s sheer animal dominance and Pruitt’s gentle touch sent him into orgasm. He shook as his body achieved sweet release.

“ Damn ,” Pruitt exclaimed as he watched ’s body shake.

“Swallow it, baby,” Uriah said in a low voice as he once again pushed ’s face into his pubes. cried out in pleasure as his load spilled onto the floor and Uriah’s filled his mouth. “All of it,” Uriah commanded.

“Fuck,” cried out as Uriah’s cock fell out of his mouth. Uriah was quick to slip back inside after shooting a string of cum across the freshman’s face.

“Ah, damn!” Uriah let out a final sigh as obliged, swallowing him completely. “That was—whoa. That was fucking amazing. ”

, exhausted and spent, fell over on his back as soon as Uriah released him.

“It was,” Pruitt added as he collapsed in a panting mess next to . He adjusted to wrap his arms around ’s shaking torso.

Uriah joined the two on the floor, his hands gently pulling ’s hair back as he pressed a kiss on his forehead. Then another one.

“Here.” Uriah reached for a loose piece of clothing and used it to gently wipe off ’s face. “As big of an asshole as I am, I can’t keep a cute face like this one all messed up.”

smiled as Uriah collapsed on the other side of him, doing his best to stake his own claim by pushing him close to his chest. adjusted himself as he pulled Pruitt’s discarded pants out from underneath him. “Ironically enough, I think the Ada for Homecoming Queen pins in your pocket were stabbing me,” he said with a smile.

Pruitt laughed.

“So, did it work?” asked. His new lovers weren’t immediately clued in to what he was referring to. “I—um, don’t mean to give away all of my secrets, but it felt like you guys tapped into some kind of dark fantasy treasure chest I keep somewhere hidden. I mean, that or my Internet search history.”

Pruitt and Uriah shrugged.

“Well, there are other ways for me to tell how you feel,” Pruitt said as he played with ’s hair. “For us to tell how you feel, that is. But as of now, no. Still can’t hear your thoughts.”

Uriah directed his signature wink at both of the men.

Magic or not, I’m fine with it, thought to himself.

“And hey, I resisted all urges to eat you,” Uriah said with a laugh. “ For the first act , anyway.”

Even there on the floor, the three engaged in gentle kisses, a few goofy giggles, and some comfortable quiet moments.

For the first time in a long time—there, in the arms of two unlikely suitors— felt safe.