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Otto melted into that kiss. The boiling poison he felt towards Maebe was getting cancelled out, purely because she felt so good. Close, intimate little actions, even of something like a kiss. He wished he had them again, as readily as when he'd had Nevada around. Life without those touches felt empty. Even if it was with Maebe, it was at least with someone. It made him feel whole and human.

For now, anyway.

That moment, he was nearly brought back to remember the Maebe he'd first met. The Maebe from the other world on New Years. Did that Maebe truly exist somewhere inside? That was bad. He'd let that small wonder in, and it made him want to find her. He wanted to find this small, scared, and human Maebe in the shell he was kissing. He was becoming attached.

The kiss broke slowly, leaving him in a light haze of euphoria. He followed, of course. He kind of hated how he let her in. However, was pleasure really so terrible for someone to seek and crave? Even if that pleasure reached embarrassing and shameful levels of passion?

He kicked the door close with his heel on the way in.

Why was she in Sun Division again? Every one of her muscles was starting to ache which meant that she'd had another good workout. Peyton was fantastic at what she did but day after day had muscles that had never seen this kind of use protesting. Still, her shots were becoming steadier. She could throw an actual punch without hurting herself. All she wanted to do was grab a nice warm bath and fall face-first into bed until Otto woke her up for dinner.

Expecting to see him when she let herself into their (THEIR!! she still wasn't over it) dorm room, the tv being on and the drink sitting on the counter was a bit odd. Shrugging she figured he was in the bathroom himself and she'd have to wait for that bath. Sharing with one was far preferable to sharing with a hundred and there were certainly no actual baths in the communal bathrooms! Thinking nothing of the closed door, still unused to having a roommate who might have wanted to keep her out, she shrugged off her coat as she walked into the bedroom.

And was suddenly very much not alone.

Freezing in the doorway she took in two pale blondes entwined on the bed, covered rather tastefully, and she had about three specific thoughts: 1) turn around and walk out, 2) strip down to her skivvies and crawl on to cuddle, 3) lean against the doorjamb and smile. Three seemed the most practical choice and so she did just that, unable to stifle her amused snort of laughter. "Uninterested in you, huh?"

Otto was a very heavy sleeper.

Unfortunately, being rocked so much repeatedly as Maebe tried to free her hand was disturbing said deep sleep. Otto groaned after he'd been flipped onto her. His eyes slowly opened, the world fuzzy and hazy. It took a moment to realize his face was cradled within Maebe's ample bosom. Not a bad way to wake up, he supposed. The fact she was still there was much more surprising. Last they'd done it, she'd fled rather quickly, or so it seemed. He'd fallen asleep that time too.

He was actually a little happy she hadn't run.

His hand lazily stretched up to thread through some of her hair. He didn't even know Cami was in the room with them. "Guess you weren't wrong." He murmured tiredly, referring to what little he remembered at the moment of the conversation that led to them in bed. He forced his head up from her chest, looking at the woman's perfect face with tired and hazy blue eyes.

"M'not against this happenin' more often."

Jesus. God. What the hell. She wanted a minute, just a single minute, to revel in being right. She wanted just a few seconds to sink into the feeling of watching him wake up and not demand she leave, because she was right, and he wanted it. She wanted just one minute.

Instead, she leaned in and pressed a kiss against his lips. Then she sighed. "Okay, but we should invite Cami next time, because she's here right now and really, it's just good table manners."

Internally, she winced, preparing for the aftermath. Externally, she looked unphased, and unwilling to pull away from his lips.

To be fair to the situation Cami had already been tugging at the drawstrings of her sparring pants before she even heard the blonde mention her name. If Maebe hadn't taken things into her own hands the redhead would have announced her presence by crawling into bed in her sports bra and boy shorts, becoming the other half of the Otto Sandwich. Instead Otto turned around to see his roommate tugging her t-shirt over her head, chucking it towards the dirty clothing bin in the corner, and shimmying her pants not far behind.

Far less scandalous than either of the two she'd walked in on Camille dropped herself onto the bed, draping an arm over Otto and, as a result his companion, giving him a friendly squeeze that was absolutely a one-armed hug. A kiss of greeting, a small amount of wicked pleasure in the form of friendly revenge, was dropped onto Maebe's cheek. "She's right, you know. If I'd known you guys were planning on a big warm cuddle pile I would have stayed home." Yep, that's it, gloss over the fact that some pretty spectacular sex was being had. That she'd just dropped herself in the middle of.

What awkwardness?

Wait why was she stripping? Why was she getting into bed with them? What was even happening? Otto's brain overheated, the kiss to the cheek practically making steam shoot from his ears. By the time all was said and done, he was in bed, sandwiched between two beautiful women.

What was his life right now?

As if he could just go back to sleep. His brain was fizzling out from over thinking, his ears burned from the hot blush burning his face. Was he angry or upset? No. Embarrassed? Hell yes.

Otto groaned at their banter, burying his face in his hands as he remained stuck between two warm, soft bodies. Maybe if the universe was kind to him he could pass out from sheer shyness and skip this entire endeavour.

Cami buried into the pillow, and Maebe felt a strange sort of apprehension fill her. This was around the time that porn music should have begun to play, and-

And it wasn't. It wasn't anything like that, and that meant that Maebe didn't know what it was. Just a beautiful girl, snuggling for warmth against another girl and her current lover. That didn't make any sense. She couldn't parse what the endgame was.

Cami continued to baffle her as she asked if she could fall asleep, and Maebe reached out, running her fingers up Cami's spine. Her voice was steady, laced with amusement, when she spoke - but her thoughts were anything but steady.

"I mind. A little." She teased in a breath, as her hand read the curves of Cami's spine like a map. "But I'll forgive you." Though she spoke to the girl, Maebe's eyes were focused on Otto, because his reaction was tangible, and something she understood. She wanted to work with his energy, to feed off of it and make it worse and worse until it was all better again. His blush was even redder than usual, and her other hand reached out to gently rake her fingernails against it. He'd probably never been in a bed with two girls before. She wondered if he fantasized about it. She wondered if he was fantasizing about what could happen, right now.

Her eyes bore into his, trying to read his mind.

And then she smiled, and it was something no one should ever have been given the chance to see, because it was real.

"Go back to sleep. You'll need it." She informed him, cupping his face in her hand and pressing it back down to her chest.