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Remembering the discussion she and Maebe had had the first day she'd come back to an Otto-less dorm room, Cami leaned against the doorjamb to watch them on the floor. Each of her reactions was paid careful attention to like she was the scientist her sister was and she would never be.

1) Jealousy. Interestingly the jealousy was that Maebe had pounced Otto like she had been missing something which meant there was a need Cami was not filling. Logic filled in that it was probably his d**k but was there an emotional component as well?

2) Curiosity. She'd never seen a passionate Otto before unless it was in a battle or arguing about his work. What would he look like full of ardor and love? Would Maebe be different because her partner was different? For Cami, it was different with Maebe than it had been with anyone before. Much like how, kissing Otto, living with Otto, was nothing like anything else. They were unique in her life.

3) Resignation. One did not stop Maebe Grace Bertrand from doing anything she really wanted to do. Crawling into the shower with Otto was likely something she was determined to do which meant that Cami was going to have a very long stretch of nothing to do but put her earbuds in and wait. Cook.

4) Awkwardness. Having to turn the stereo on to drown out the sounds of whatever was about to happen in the bathroom would be awkward and pointed. It didn't bother Cami but would it bother Otto?

5) Happiness. Those that she loved were home, were together again, and seemed delighted to be so. Thus she was delighted and it fizzled in her like a good bath bomb might in a tub.

Brushing a finger over her lips with a soft sigh for the roil of it all into a single ball of emotion that was not so easily untangled, Cami drifted out of the doorway back into the living room. She'd had her few minutes and it was Maebe's turn to have a few minutes. Besides, she'd promised Otto dinner and it was hard to cook when you were sitting around watching two people make out.

Brunette? Gross. Nobody liked brunettes, it was blondes and redheads all the way across the sky. Maebe sat up and peeled off his shirt, holding it with two fingers and throwing it as far away as she could. "Well, that makes my job easy then. Let's go get you clean."

She hopped off of him, and realized that Cami was no longer in the doorway. She worried for a moment, and left the room to slowly, slowly walk towards the bathroom. This gave her ample time to see Cami, and make sure she wasn't going anywhere.

Her girlfriend was in the kitchen, starting on dinner. Maebe grinned at her for a moment, and then turned to grab Otto and drag him forcefully towards the bathroom.

"Okay, we're going to go get him washed up while you make dinner. Scream at us when it's ready." Screaming wouldn't be a necessity, Maebe did not intend to put Cami in the situation she'd already warned her about. But she'd missed Otto too much to hold back, and a bath was going to be a perfect compromise for this particular circumstance.

He found himself being dragged toward the bathroom, now topless. Wait, was this a for real shower, or a sexy shower? Otto wasn't sure what to prepare himself for. He wasn't comfortable with the latter if Cami was in the other room. Besides, he was also filthy. He really just wanted to get clean before having a real dinner.

Regardless, he was in Maebe's hands. His own nit picky worries paled in comparison to his girlfriend's shining charisma and charm. One girl was cooking for him, the other was... Jeez. Was he dreaming? Maybe he died back on his trip, and this was heaven.

The sight of a clean bathroom. He was so ready to smell good again. He wasn't sure why Maebe hadn't just shoved him inside the shower and ran from him yet. He'd grown slightly accustomed to his fairly rugged scent over the last couple weeks, but he wasn't totally ignorant of it either. "This is a normal wash down, right?" He needed to affirm. There was nothing sexy about a man who'd not properly bathed in weeks. How did Mark live like this anyway?

Because she was a grown woman who believed that there was nothing wrong with having a healthy sex life Camille grasped her big girl panties and moved to the bathroom door. After listening for a moment, because she wasn't sure she could handle interrupting the critical moment, she opened it and stuck her head in. "Dinner's about done and..." She looked around, frowned a bit. "Christ Jesus did you have to get water all over the floor?" Her tone was almost like an irritated big sister but damn it! She'd cleaned the bathroom herself!

Without her eyes lingering for long on anything in particular except the sodden floor she turned with a flounce of her black dress. "Dinner's about done if you want to eat. Otto, I'll save some for you if you want to stay in the bath longer. Maebe...." Her grin flashed wide as she turned back with a wink. "You can fight Otto for his share. It'll make him feel at home."

Well. Not everything.

There was a lot of splashing before Maebe belatedly emerged from the other side of the bathtub, startlingly nude. He hadn't gotten the chance to ease her away much because as soon as she'd heard Cami's voice, she'd already slid down under the water and then popped up on the other edge of the tub. She hopped out of the tub, grabbed a towel, and started to dry her sopping wet hair instead of worrying about anything silly like covering up around Cami.

"I tried really hard to keep all the water inside. Praise me." She followed Cami even as the woman turned, all the way out into the kitchen. "What did you make? I'm starving."

And naked. Still naked. She wore it like a second skin, and felt justified in the fact that hey - she was sleeping with both of these people. There was nothing here they hadn't seen.

"Maebe!!! That ain't proper dinner attire!" Otto snapped from the bathroom, drying off after having at least covering up. "Yer lack of shame is distressing!"

But by God that food smelled amazing. Otto walked out of the bathroom to find an amazing spread of foods. His stomach growled in lust for it. He almost drooled. "Oh my God..." He gazed at it longingly. "Real food...."

He quietly debated eating in nothing but his towel.

Looks like Maebe wasn't going to bother covering up. Even giving her the towel he was using to dry his hair would do little to nudge her in that direction. He huffed a sigh, slinging said towel around his neck and taking a seat at the kitchen island. At least he had the decency to cover up. What if a guest dropped by? Honestly!

Tenya snorted. <

Shut up!

He'd always been huffy and bashful about nudity and sexuality being flung around like confetti. This was no different, just because he was a part of it. "You get no sympathy from me if hot cheese falls on your boobs while you're eating." He griped, even though he himself was shirtless.

All the while poor Cami looked lovely and classy in her beautiful dress. Such a shame.

Otto dug into his first bite of not dried meals in weeks. He was in heaven. Dead to the world. Talking to him for the next few minutes would be in vain, as his eyes glassed over in bliss.

That was a fair compromise. Why should he feel guilty if she burned herself while eating naked? That would be her own fault. As such, she took extra special care when she did take a slice, to eat it bent over the table, and very carefully.

This was to her extreme benefit, as she almost choked on it when she saw Cami's dress come flying off. She swallowed thickly and then laughed, putting down her meal and sliding it over until it was all next to Cami. Soon enough, she was sliding her chair beside the girl as well, nuzzling against her fondly. She plucked at her potato salad, gleefully eating bite after bite.

"See?" She told the two, practically purring with delight. "Isn't this nice?"

Now they were one big happy naked family. And that was exactly how she liked it.