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Wiggling closer to Maebe because, in a bed this size, with a girl this pretty there was no such thing as 'too close' Cami just continued to beam in her pretty dress that was absolutely going to need professional care by the time they were done with it. "I love you. I like this game. I also like the implication that more people love me. I'm very curious about why you thought the world loved me." Because Camille Ryland was an incredible egotist when someone gave her a little bit of rope to pull on. Maebe loved her.

Why?

Absolutely the three year old she remembered who Maebe might actually mean, smile wilting a bit around the edges. "Are you going to pull out that chestnut again, right now, about how Otto loves me more than you? I wish you wouldn't. Please. He doesn't." And it made Cami distinctly uncomfortable to have the argument because it forced her to face certain truths. Truths that she'd been quietly preparing herself for in any case.

Which truths? 1) Otto and Maebe were happy together and she was pretty sure Maebe loved Otto the way that she loved Cami. 2) Otto loved Maebe and not in the way he loved Cami. 3) Eventually they would come to an accord and be a couple, a duo, a pair that did not require the extra care and comfort Cami provided. She would then be alone, adrift, and would have to bounce back.

Hard.

For obvious reasons Cami hated this discussion.

An eyebrow raised and lowered within the span of thirty seconds as the pad of her fingertip was grazed by teeth. "I'm not a cat. I have nothing to fear." Not from this particular type of curiosity but she was neatly deflected in any case. Was Maebe singing a different tune? No, not especially, just different lyrics to the same song.

Instead of disputing the magnitude of Otto's feelings for both of them she was simply addressing her own feelings in regard to Otto's about Cami. Frowning a little bit she shook her head slightly but did start to address and answer the question. She'd been wanting to talk to Maebe about it because, well, Maebe had experience with Otto. In spades.

Perhaps it was odd to be idly stroking fingers up and down the spine of Otto's lover as she talked about kissing him but it wasn't awkward. "I'd argue it's a different kind of love. You love me in a romantic, sexual sense. Otto loves me...well I don't know the exact word for what Otto and I are but I don't think it's romantic. Certainly it wasn't sexual." Letting her head fall back hands shifted Maebe so that the blonde was half on top of her while Cami lay on her back.

"What do you want to know? It happened in a strange moment when I told him I thought I was going to be...." ********. "Be replaced." A harried breath blew out. "Not by you, it wasn't about you or him, it was about me and my inadequacy. I was crying and stupid and he just....kissed me." Remembering it had her heart pounding a little harder, butterflies shaking in her stomach, color flushing into her face much like it did for Maebe's declarations of love. "It was oddly liberating. We talked afterwards, cuddled a bit, and now it's a thing. Kisses. Light, chaste, kisses." Cami knew the word chaste was going to probably annoy Maebe.

She was curious as to the blonde's reaction.

No, it wasn't chaste, it was full of the delicious hedonism that the two women wallowed in as often as they could get alone together. It didn't matter where they were in a room, if their eyes met, they heated. Maebe's baby blues loved to linger against Cami's curves, loved to caress them in a way she couldn't in public, and it was always a torment of the finest caliber. Addictive.

Stroking her thumb across Maebe's cheek, face cupped lightly in one hand, Cami smiled at her. "We are together. When you're upstairs at night, sandwiched between Otto and I, they're the best moments. Times when we're watching movies and all snuggled together haphazardly. I cook for you both, you bicker, I referee. Sometimes I come down here to sleep and screw, sometimes you come upstairs, and if you and Otto locked yourselves in the bedroom for a bit..." She paused there and thought about what she was going to say for a long moment. A very long, quiet moment.

"I'd be jealous. What you have with Otto is special like what I have with him, or what I have with you. I know what it feels like to be in both of those but I want to know what it feels like to be there with the two of you. I get stories, sometimes, grudging accounts when Otto wants to talk or needs advice but it's not the same." Blonde tendrils of hair were wound around Cami's bow-callused fingers as she worked through her thoughts and feelings.

Trying to find the words they came out haltingly. "I think something between the three of us, a mix of our friendship, the romance, the love of it all, could be incredibly special. Beautiful, wonderful, delightful. But Otto and I alone, without you there to tie us together, I'm not sure how it would work. I care so much about what he thinks of me that I end up stifling myself, being awkward, and sometimes it's messy. Sex between just me and him?" She shook her head slightly. "Messy. And I love him too much to hurt him with my mess like that."

Maebe's sticky-sweet smile had things in her lower abdomen tightening and twisting in the most fantastic of ways. There was more than the sound of simply one woman with erratic panting as their eyes locked and held for a long moment. Cami knew it the day was coming when Maebe got what she wanted, when they were all together in the truest sense of the word, and she didn't want to resist it. She wanted to know because she was curious and she wasn't a cat. Whatever came on the heels of that discovery, she would survive it.

She was determined.

The logical part of Camille was concerned that Maebe might push too hard, might push Otto into something he didn't want, but she remembered how they worked. Maebe pushed. Otto melted but only when he wanted to. If he didn't want it it wouldn't happen.

Murmuring an inch away from the blonde seductress' lips, Cam's voice was a low purr. "Why don't you remind me how good it can be when it's just us? Just so I don't forget..."