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She never did get her dessert.

It was Cami, and not the nightmare, that woke Maebe up. Her own nightmare had been full of so much resignation, so much sad acceptance. If it weren't for the girl whispering curse words against her body, she probably would have just fallen back asleep out of sheer depression. She lifted one arm sleepily, wrapping it around Cami's head, and her fingers were immediately lost in the girl's hair.

"S'okay." Maebe whispered. "S'okay. I'm here." She was only half there, still drowsy with sleep and sadness. But for whatever she might have gone through, Cami's dream must have been worse. It helped that Maebe was in the only place she considered tolerable, at that moment. Nestled so safely between these two very specific bodies, to the point where even if she'd wanted to leave, she couldn't.

But she hadn't wanted to, so it never came up.

Cami wished she could have had a nightmare that was nothing more than sad resignation. Hers was a series of 'too late' moments. Too late to do anything but come home to a lukewarm tub where the water was more red than pink. Alone at fifteen. Though her mother had never really taken care of her emotionally, physically there was a lot of comfort, and some mother was better than no mother at all. She saw Otto falling beneath the weight of his chains, crippled and broken because she hadn't been there to shoot the creature on his back. Maebe's head handed to the dark queen on the battlefield who'd menaced at them for her 'kitty'. Peyton burning. On and on with the deaths of everyone she loved because she was just too late.

Death in and of itself, as a concept, did not bother Cami. People died and sometimes that was all you could do was let them choose what happened. Saving her mother had been a weakness and something that, as the years passed, Cami had flogged herself for. She'd taken that choice away selfishly and paid for it dearly in the way her mother had been afterwards. Certainly Vanessa had never forgiven her daughter.

Maebe's hand was in her hair but Cami's good hand was roving over her neck, down her body, making sure that everything was where it was supposed to be before starting against with Otto. Her invasion of his body was a little less familiar because there was a different relationship there, clinical but thorough. "No chains. Maebe still has her head." It sounded like it had been horrible. It had.

It was Cami making the fuss. He turned his head, tilting his body onto his good side with a lot of pain and difficulty. He eventually gave up and laid on his back like before. A tilted head would have to do.

Cami's touching was met without resistance, though he was curious as to why. When that question was answered, he knew. She'd dreamt of their mission.

However, Maebe's manhandling was met with a sudden inhale of breath, giving the blonde a scandalized glare. "Y'mind?" He uttered in a harsh whisper.

Otto's toes curled.

"Pleaseletgo." He whispered back tightly, his teeth grit.

Face still pressed against Maebe's shoulder she couldn't keep back the soft giggle in the darkness as Otto all but choked on his tongue, scandalized by the wicked creature between them. Tucking her tongue in her cheek her fingertips moved back towards softer, peachier skin to trace her own way to make sure everything was where it should be. "Thank you for being so thorough, Maebe baby. It's always comforting to have help when I'm feeling shy." Shy was a word that no one could possibly attribute to Camille Ryland in general yet she was not about to reach anywhere below Otto's waist.

Ever.

Maebe's waist, on the other hand, was very much her playground. "Though if you insist on being depraved can you at least lemme know so I can move back to the other bed?" Which wasn't going to happen so the odds of Maebe being depraved with Otto, in that moment, were slim to none unless Otto somehow got over his shyness in the next three seconds. Which might have actually been interesting.

Remembering why she was awake, why these thoughts were even going through her head, she sighed. "Sorry I...nightmares. They don't come as often as they used to but I guess I kinda deserved that one." Lightly she placed a kiss against Maebe's shoulder and patted Otto over his heart, her favorite place to touch him, reassuringly. "You guys ok?"

She was starting to feel stupid.

Maebe had begrudgingly stopped teasing Otto, but that did not mean Cami would fail to get revenge for him. Sure enough, Maebe was making muffled little sounds that might have indicated said revenge, but she wasn't against the idea like Otto was. In fact;

"I most certainly will not. If you haven't learned by now, I am always depraved, and I won't let that keep you away from me. So, everyone better get used to it, or you might as well kick me out now. I get grabby."

She proved her point by squeezing Cami's chest. "Grabby." She repeated sternly.

"So did I." Now that was interesting. All three of them had a nightmare, on the same night. Was that normal? She supposed it might have been, after what they'd gone through. She let it pass, refusing to put too much stock in it.

"Even more reason why I refuse to let you leave this bed, even if I can't keep my hands off of Otto. Or you." Maebe came with a set of rules after all. Who knew?

"Whatdo I think about what?" Otto asked, exasperated. Maebe was distracting them both now, in a way he'd not prepared for. Sexy fun times was great and all, but a legit threesome sounded not only intimidating, but impossible. Not just for his ow insecurity to handle, but also his body. They were all injured. Unless the girls had some sort of petting session in mind.

And that too, was still a No. A big No. Why was it a No? He wasn't sure, but he No'd it anyway.

"And no, no one leaves." He murmured with a tired huff, his face burning red. "Leavin' the bed is totally off limits." Too hot in that bed. Too hot. Otto kicked the bedding away from his feet to cool down.