Title: I’m noticing your flaws, they’re exactly what I want
Author: sprx77/Tim Wren
Fandom: Worm (Parahumans Series by Wildbow)
Relationship: Alec/Taylor Hebert/Brian Laborn/Rachel Lindt/Lisa Wilbourn (Polysiders)
Genre Tags: Fluff, team bonding, getting together, friends to lovers
Warnings: Past rape/noncon (canon), teenagers kissing
Word Count: 5,356
Summary: Everyone kisses Alec.
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Lisa likes making the little trend videos, keeping Lisa Wilborn and Tattetale as two whole separate people with a thin veneer of normalcy.
She feels a little nervous for this one, though, which is silly. However he reacts, it’s not like Alec’s going to mind and if he does, he’ll accept an apology for reading the vibes wrong.
There are no words on the screen yet, that’ll come in editing. For now she just needs the video.
They’re hanging out on the L-shaped couch, Alec lounged directly out on the leg that lets him lay down, a blanket half-tangled around his calves.
Lisa is curled up next to him, feet tucked under her in fuzzy pajamas. They’ve just finished an episode of the week’s insipid TV show and Brian is refreshing the popcorn stores.
“Hey, I’m gonna record something.”
“Tiktok trend?” Alec doesn’t look up from his own phone, hand resting casually on his belly. His other is behind his head, elbow bent comfortably.
“Mhmm. A surprise though.”
“Well there wouldn’t be much point if I knew about it in advance. Hey, do you think I’d get banned on PHO for Simurgh lewds? She’s already naked so it’s not really a big deal.”
Lisa snorted despite herself. “Your latest alt account won’t last three hours.”
“Challenge accepted.” His face stayed perfectly placid as he said who knows what nonsense online.
God, and this was who she picked for this? Lisa held her phone up and hit record, looking at him. He obligingly pretended he didn’t notice.
Well, she wanted to be a little pink for this, a little nervous, so she focused on the cheekbones and absurdly soft curls. On pale-blue eyes that cut over to her, pink mouth curling slightly at the corner.
“Are you using me for my facecard?” His eyes went back to his screen, amusement on his lips.
“Maybe.” She took a breath. “Hey.”
Getting his attention was easy enough. Lisa held her phone steady as she leaned in.
Alec didn’t even look surprised, the soft smirk in place as his chin rose into it. His eyes fell shut before she even leant over, looking natural and at ease in his own skin while they kissed.
He didn’t even drop his phone, other hand still behind his head.
She pulled away from him.
“Most guys do a wide-eyed fish lips thing.” She complained, a little breathless.
Alec snorted air through his nose, a little huff.
“Sorry to disappoint.” He scrolled the video, a cape fight or something.
If she squinted there was the softest trace of pink to his cheeks, barely there, and it made him so much fucking cuter? What the fuck.
Maybe she was abusing his facecard for her videos.
Tiktoks with him even in the background got like twelve times the views.
Brian made a shocked sound from the doorway of the kitchen, popcorn bucket going limp in his hands. Alec waved an arm lazily and Brian straightened up, gripping it tighter before it could fall.
“You’re welcome.” The Master drawled. A moment later the darkness Shaker moved under his own power, flipping their teammate off as a matter of course.
“Don’t worry, I’ll edit that out.” Lisa said wryly. “Thank god I wasn’t recording live.”
“That’d be pretty stupid, Tattletale.”
“Jokes on you, I already stopped the video.” She flicked through, already deleting the incriminating part.
She played it, wanting to see if she got the footage she needed.
Watching her braid fall down as she kissed him, Alec turning toward her like a flower to the sun, eyes soft. She made a strangled little noise and almost dropped the phone.
“So it looks good?” Alec asked smugly.
“I hate you. You know what you look like.” Lisa’s heart was racing. Gah.
“We could do a second shot. Or a third, fourth, etc. I’m available for multiple takes.”
Lisa’s cheeks heated up. She rolled her eyes.
“You know about the trend now, it wouldn’t be realistic.”
“What’s.” Brian cleared his throat, though his voice was still scratchy. “What’s the trend?”
He came over and resumed his spot, on Lisa’s other side, though at a polite distance instead of the thigh-to-thigh she’d engineered over the course of the episode. Rats, starting from scratch again.
“Trying to kiss my guy friend of x years to see how he responds.” Lisa admitted. “It’s usually either platonic friends with no sexual tension karate chopping to get out of the way, or people who have been in love with their best friend for years, and it shows.”
“Which one am I?” Alec’s voice was amused.
“You are skewing the data.” She booped his nose with her phone, which he scrunched adorably. Goddamn.
“What, there’s no ‘it’s just a kiss’ category?” Amusement laced his tone.
“That usually falls under the ‘doesn’t mind kissing best friend’ category, which is part of the ‘secretly in love with them’ umbrella.” She told him.
“Lame.” Alec opined. “What the fuck’s the point of being friends if you can’t kiss when you feel like it. Way better than strangers. Gotta kiss the homies goodnight.”
“We don’t kiss you.” Brina pointed out, still visibly shaken.
“More’s the pity.” Alec didn’t look away from his videos but Lisa noted the slightest of tells, little nervous energy in his fingers.
“Do you want us to kiss you?” Lisa asked, blinking.
Alec made a little discontent noise.
“I like kissing, but it’s pretty lame to ask. Bit of a pity thing, isn’t it?” He swept eyes up at her, at Brian, baleful as always. Like he didn’t care at all.
“Okay, that’s weird.” Brian said. “Since when do you care if it’s out of pity or not? Did you pick up some dignity when I wasn’t looking?”
Alec blew air out of his lips, pursing them to keep from smiling.
“First of all, rude.” His mouth twitched with a repressed grin. “I have shame.”
“I have literally not seen it in all my time knowing you.” Brain said wryly. “Where have you been hiding it?”
“Lisa, Brian’s being mean to me.” He leaned his head over on her lap, looking up through his lashes.
“You’re a big boy, ask him to stop.” She grinned down at him. Giving into the urge, she ran fingers through his hair, which he leaned into with the contented hum of a cat.
“Nah, that’s quitter talk. I can take it.” Alec’s eyes stayed closed, expression… mostly unbothered but little hints of vulnerability here and there.
“If you try, I’ll kiss you again.”
“I just finished saying I didn’t want it out of pity.” Alec squinted one eye at her. She cupped his cheek, leaned down, and kissed him again.
Alec shivered into it, so faint she almost missed it.
“Try.” She murmured, easing back. “Even if you don’t mean it, it’s good practice.”
Brian made a little noise from their other side as she brushed their lips together again, slow and lingering.
When she pulled back this time, Alec was definitely dusted with a very soft pink in the cheeks. “Nn.” He said, catching his breath.
Alec looked over at Brian.
“Please don’t be mean to me.” He said, words shaky. “I don’t like it.”
It was shocking how open the words were, or at least giving the appearance of it. Brian folded like a house of fucking cards, expression going fond and sweet so fast.
Alec looked back to Lisa, expression wiped clean.
“Like that?” He checked. She brushed a thumb over his cheek, nodding.
“Very good.” She peeked with her power, turned back to Brian who was much closer than he had been, half-leaning over her. “He does like you being mean to him, but only from a place that makes it clear you like him.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” Brian reached out, fingertips brushing Alec’s curls, his neck.
“Hey, you promised me another kiss.” Alec pointed out to Lisa, lips just so in a pout and god. He should never learn to weaponize his face.
Lisa leaned down, pressed another kiss to his unresisting mouth.
Brian groaned like he’d been shot. He was close enough that Lisa felt it when he shuddered.
When she pulled back this time, Alec’s eyes were still closed, lashes long against his skin. His lips being a little parted and wet was life-ruining.
Next to her, she could hear Brian’s life getting ruined.
But not for nothing was she the goddamn Thinker of this team, so she manuevered Alec a little more in her lap, curls facing Brian, and rose an eyebrow just in case he looked to her for guidance.
He didn’t; he was staring at Alec, transfixed.
Big fingers slid down Alec’s jaw, around to his neck. The pretty boy swallowed and kept his eyes shut, though his lashes fluttered slightly with the urge to open them.
Brian leaned over and kissed him upside-down, so softly Lisa stopped breathing.
“Fuck yeah, Spider-man kisses.” Alec whispered when their largest teammate pulled back, eyes very, very blue and narrowed a little up at them.
Lisa stroked her thumb over his lower lip. His gaze wandered slightly from her, to Brian, and back again. When he tried to talk, she felt it on her thumb.
Alec pulled her hand down carefully. He cleared his throat.
“The girls are coming back.” He glanced to the door. Now that she was listening, Lisa could hear the approaching footsteps.
The boy in her lap started to sit up. Lisa made a noise of protest. Brian gave her one unsure look before helping, hands on Alec’s shoulders.
Lisa twisted a little to align them and kissed him again, tasting his little noise of surprise, right as the door opened.
A shuffle. Taylor’s voice– then Rachel’s, talking back to her.
Lisa lifted up just in time to see Taylor’s attempted retreat, and Rachel’s counter: grabbing the insect Master by the collar and throwing her to the couch.
Brian caught their fifth member with an oof and smiled down at her. She looked up at him, flushed red.
“Hey.” He said casually.
“H-hi.” Taylor squeaked.
Rachel crawled up the couch on the side Alec’s legs were on, the shorter leg of the L.
“So, we’re kissing Alec?” She asked, straight to business.
Alec stared at her with a faintly alarmed expression and Brian shuffled. It was Lisa who purred, “Mm-hmm.”
“Cool.” Rachel tugged him half-off Lisa’s lap and half-upright, kissing the surprise off his mouth.
Alec made a little noise, arguably a moan but too quiet.
He pulled away laughing.
“Nobody has to kiss me,” He protested, looking a little wind-swept and a little bit more pink. Lisa was fast developing a goal here. She wondered just how pink they could get him.
Rachel looked at him for a minute, dangling from his shirt where she had him gripped.
“Shut up.” She finally decided, going in for another kiss. Alec absolutely melted into it, as smooth and willing as when Lisa first did her video.
“Did… did you–?” Taylor asked Brian, sounding breathless already and Brian bit his lip. He nodded.
“Oh, that’s…” Taylor trailed off. She was fast matching Alec for rosy hued cheeks.
“It’s hot.” Lisa answered for her. “Rachel, darling, share.”
Alec’s muffled moan for that was obvious. He actually needed a moment to close his eyes and breathe when she pulled away.
“This is, somehow, a hate crime.” Alec decided, as Lisa bullied into his space. She hummed against his mouth, agreeing with him.
“Bisexual on bisexual violence?” She traded the words into the very slim space between kisses and he snickered.
Kissing Alec was more fun than it had any right to be. Lisa tugged and encouraged him until he was a pliant creature in her lap, and then she nudged a little until Brian could catch him, half stumbling over.
“Tired of me already? I feel the love, Lis.”
“Naw, just sharing.” The blonde glittered and Alec’s breath hitched. He rose one hand to cover his face for a few breaths. Brian’s hands settled on his hip, stablizing his straddle and Alec lowered his hand to see their leader.
“I thought Taylor was in your lap?” He checked, quickly losing track of where everyone was. Impressive, given his powerset.
“We stole her.” Lisa corrected, and flicking nervesight over there revealed Taylor well in hand between Lisa and Rachel. All three of them watching the boys.
“Hi.” Brian said needlessly, still smiling. “Come here.”
Alec was all wide-eyed compliance as he lowered the gap, hands on Brian’s shoulders as he leaned down for a second kiss.
Brian arched up into it, taking his mouth sweetly. Carefully.
If Alec developed a faint tremor, who could blame him? What the actual fuck was going on?
The long kiss became a series of playful ones, barely making contact before barely pulling away, brushing kiss after kiss until Alec whined.
“You’re so fucking cute.” Brian murmured against his chin and that’s when Alec just gave up and decided everyone had been replaced with a pod person.
“Am I in an Uber & Leet simulation?” He asked, brows furrowing. Brian laughed, dumping him back in Lisa’s lap. Well, half in her lap, half laying against her.
It was weird, why that position, what was the point—
He quickly realized it was so Taylor could face him directly.
She was so close already, looking at Alec like she’d never seen him before.
“Are you all under Master effects?” He tried a different angle, suspicion building.
“Just one Master here.” Lisa wound her arms around him from behind.
“Not true.” Taylor pointed out, lips quirking faintly. She was so close now.
“Fine, only one human Master.”
“I’m a human.” Rachel snorted. “So’s Taylor. You feeling human, Taylor?”
“So human.” Taylor agreed.
“You are punning. You are punning right at me.” Alec marveled at them. “Fuck, is it my birthday?”
“You’re birthday’s in February.” Lisa nuzzled his cheek. “No Masters, Tinkers, weirdness, or pod people.”
“Then what, the actual fuck, is going on?” He panted, squeezing his eyes shut as Taylor first shyly kissed his cheek and then mouthed down his jaw.
“Fuck if I know, we walked in here and y’all were already going.” Rachel shrugged. “Figured you’re just nice to kiss.”
Alec made a particularly broken sound and Taylor nibbled at his jaw. His hands were captured, one by Lisa and one by Brian. He hadn’t noticed.
The leggy brunette pulled back and looked at Alec, weirdly intense as she always was. Kinda intimidating. Like Alec was some weird puzzle.
Then she leaned forward and kissed him, soft, almost shy.
Alec guided her through it, showing her the way to move their mouths, tilted his head so she’d get the message and move hers complimentarily.
Taylor’s hand trailed down the front of his t-shirt.
“Who’s turn is it?” Brian asked, which landed like a sucker-punch to the gut. Alec turned to look at him incredulously and Taylor’s free hand snapped up, guiding him by the cheek back to the kiss.
“Mine.” Lisa answered, tightening her arms. Alec was surrounded on all sides.
She nudged Taylor with her forearm and the other girl backed off, breathing heavily through her mouth.
Lisa tipped his head to the side and kissed him over his shoulder.
It was uncomfortable, an unsustainable position, and yet it felt great.
If they were actually keeping track it’d be Rachel next but it seemed like nobody cared, because Brian stole his chin from Lisa’s grip and turned him back to the left side, kissing him.
Their lips moved slowly together, Brian as new at this as Taylor. Actually had any of them ever done this before? Lisa hated people, Taylor had her whole social pariah thing, Rachel had the whole literally wanted for murder thing…
The thought of being first, of being special was a little overwhelming. Actually all of this was.
He would literally rather cut off important phalanges than stop.
Alec found himself protesting softly when Brian pulled away, but it was only Rachel, claiming his mouth again.
Rachel kissed like she didn’t care how it was ‘supposed’ to be done. It was messy, rough, wet and far too full of tongue. He’d seen tentacle hentai that wasn’t incomparable and found himself panting around the muscle in his mouth.
She hummed, pleased, and Alec was left lost for breath.
“Taylor?” Lisa asked, almost– fuck almost offering him, no that’s literally what she was doing, and Taylor was going to take her up on it.
The insect controller took his face in both her hands.
“This is surprisingly nice.” She said, still staring without blinking.
“I–” A quip was on the tip of his tongue, something witty and deflecting but instead he swallowed. Nice? Kissing him was nice?
As in, they might want to keep doing it? Do it again sometime? They liked him? Fuck, that was so embarassing, he wanted it so bad.
“Thank you?” He tried instead, a damnable stutter returning, and Taylor smiled a little. She leaned forward and Alec met her halfway, hopelessly entranced.
After a while he just… let himself stop thinking about it. He just enjoyed it.
Lisa murmured something approving in his ear and he switched laps a few times, and everything got all floaty.
It was strange, far removed from the disassociation he usually felt where he tried to be anywhere but here, being passed around, hands on him, bad.
It was nothing like that, instead he was very present in his own body, aware of every little touch, every kiss, every hand on him and he wanted it.
Alec had never been touched like this when he wanted it, or wanted the people doing the touching. It was unexpectedly, maddeningly good.
He was… fuck, was he happy? It didn’t make any fucking sense, but every time someone else kissed him, smiling or giggling against his mouth, he felt his own lips quirk up in response and didn’t even have to force it.
“You’re so cute like this.” Lisa whispered, sounding punch-drunk. “Look at you, all dazed and flushed. You love it.”
“Always the tone of surprise.” Alec mumbled into her mouth, then got lost in kissing for several long seconds. “Also, what the fuck, I’m cute all the time.”
“Cuter like this.” Rachel chimed in, from somewhere nearby. Kisses were pressed to his neck. He didn’t even know who. Trying nervesight was useless because their feedback was all jumbled up and his brain was too mush to untie the threads.
His face felt hot and Lisa traced down it, admiring the color he could feel.
Someone’s hands were on his hips, appreciating just shy of fondling.
Alec was hard. It seemed inconsequential; of course he was, they’d just passed him around. Oh, fuck, they’d just passed him around.
And it didn’t even suck.
He was hard but nobody seemed bothered, concerned, or even grossed out, which was frankly impressive with how much the collective sexuality in the room leaned towards ‘women.’
There was barely even any time to stress about it before Lisa kissed him, slow and languid, and all his thoughts went fuzzy with static again and then faded entirely.
Being able to just live in his body like this was novel. Completely new and unexpected. Usually it wasn’t safe to let his guard down like this, especially while fucking or being fucked, and yet…?
Alec was limp in their arms and so trusting.
“Who knew it was that easy to shut him up?” Brian teased, definitely putting enough smile in the voice to let him know it was a joke. And then seemingly just to make Alec groan: “I’m being mean to you because I like you.”
Alec did indeed groan, covering his face briefly.
“Lisa was wrong, ‘boundaries’ are a source of eternal suffering.” He moaned piteously.
“What’s up?” Taylor questioned, looking back and forth between them.
“Sweetheart,” Lisa said, and it took until she nudged him to realize that she was trying to get his attention. Alec blinked at her.
I’m sweetheart? Whack.
“Tell Taylor what you told Brian earlier.”
Alec immediately blushed, inhaling roughly.
“Come on, what? No, that’s….”
“Try.” Lisa insisted, and Alec leaned forward out of habit to receive another kiss, like earlier.
Taylor waited expectantly when he pulled back and Alec figured it was just words. It shouldn’t be that hard. He’d said literal nonsense before in bed, on pain of much worse happening than a little embarrassment.
Something cold and a dark curled up in his chest at the memory, at all the memories, at begging, crying, groveling, professing love—
Lisa made a hurt noise, snapping him out of it. Lisa was– hurt? No, she was just looking at him like he’d torn her heart out, and he saw his reflection in her green eyes.
Blank, completely devoid of anything. His default expression.
(Ruined, some faraway voice whispered. Broken.)
“You don’t have to.” Lisa hugged him close, comforting, and it was somehow easy to lean into.
“Yeah, it’s fine, Brian can tell me.” Taylor scooched in closer, warm against his front and Alec shrugged out of the arms around him.
“It’s cool, it’s fine.” He grinned. “I… stop looking at me like that, Lisa, you didn’t ‘push too far’ or whatever. Just remembered something suckish.”
Lisa inhaled sharply, power telling her probably more than he wanted her to know. Hopefully it would also tell her how much he couldn’t fucking talk about it.
Even the thought was enough to restrict his chest and it made saying some dumb shit trivial in comparison.
So it made no sense why his voice trembled when he spoke, but at least he got the words out.
“I– don’t like it when you’re mean to me.” He said, looking at the far wall. “So, it’s not… maybe don’t?”
Taylor’s eyes were wide when he looked back at her.
She made a little noise and leaned forward, pressing her forehead against his shoulder. Not a kiss, then.
“I’ll be nice.” Taylor promised, something a little dark in her voice. “Thank you for telling me.”
Alec made a choked noise, one he didn’t realize came from his tight throat until she leaned forward again.
“Still want a kiss?” She checked, and something about asking made his heart trip into a sprint. God, these people.
He nodded, abruptly wordless, and the kiss he got was sweet. It grew gradually into something absolutely fierce, like she was pouring determination in to him and it was very, very Taylor.
“I’ll try.” Rachel said when they parted. “No promises, though. It’s in the name.”
Alec snorted hard, fucking painfully, and it was like all the tension released. He couldn’t stop laughing and had to double over for it.
Rachel looked so fucking pleased at her joke, smiling with her eyes and her mouth but not her teeth, never her teeth– well, sometimes she bared them at nazis, but it wasn’t ever a smile.
She traded places with Taylor and kissed him casually, like they did it every day. Unworried, unbothered, and not particularly neat.
“What does ‘nice to you’ look like?” Brian asked, tugging until Alec was back in his lap, back to chest. Big arms wrapped around him, keeping him anchored. “Asking for ‘examples’.”
Alec tried to answer and was abruptly cut off by Brian’s mouth on the side of his neck, kissing unhurriedly. Slowly.
“Uh. This?” He tried, laughing. “Is that a trick question? Shit.”
“He likes the kissing.” Lisa volunteered. “Likes the cuddling, too. Likes… our hands on him?” The last was a question and Taylor and Rachel fully obliged, testing it out.
Hands on his chest and arms, petting.
“Yes, definitely likes that.” Lisa said smugly.
“Are you trying to kill me?” Alec complained. “I just said ‘be nice’.”
“Teasing you isn’t being mean.” Lisa argued. “Besides, I like you.”
Hearing it again was like ripping the air from his lungs. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried not to be so fucking pathetic.
“Alec?” Lisa sounded concerned. “Sweetheart, I–”
“I like.” Alec interrupted, voice ten kinds of wrecked. “The ‘sweetheart’ thing.”
“You–” Lisa cut herself off with a soft smile, not even a grin. “Okay, sweetheart. Thank you for telling me.”
Alec shuddered.
“Why. Do you keep thanking me. All of you.”
“Shit’s hard.” Rachel said, shrugging one shoulder. “Talking about the hard shit. Admitting the rough things. It’s hard. Important, though. So, thanks.”
He had to squeeze his eyes shut again. Brian hugged him. Taylor leaned forward and kissed his nose. Just the tip of it, giving it a little peck. Silly, and fond.
Fuck, fond.
Alec was going to die from this shit. He needed a distraction.
“Kiss me?” He asked, nobody in particular, and Taylor being closest obliged. She kept it soft and so fucking sweet.
It didn’t help.
“This is so embarrassing.” He couldn’t help but mutter and Brian laughed against his skin.
“But you’re doing so good.” The older boy said, and Alec turned to look at him with abject betrayal.
“Very good for us.” Lisa agreed, from far too close. Turning to her got him kissed again and Alec moaned into it.
When she pulled back his eyes were glassy. He tried to chase her, held back by Brian’s vicegrip. Hug. Around him. Whatever.
“Are we going to fuck?” Rachel asked, sounding like she was asking about the weather.
Alec jolted.
He knew he should make a joke or something, laugh it off, maybe. And it wasn’t even a horrible idea. Like a kind of natural conclusion to all the kissing, escalating into clothes off and things… places.
Alec wasn’t even strictly opposed. The idea of being passed around just like this but for more prurient purposes was intriguing. It sounded… fuck it sounded so nice. Fun, even.
So why did he kind of want to throw up at the idea?
Lisa pinned him with green eyes, like a dead butterfly to a display piece.
He got the sense that if he didn’t say it, she would, and that would be even worse. So pathetic that he couldn’t even use his own words.
Of course, without her little spy power he’d have probably gone along with it, shoving the reaction aside for how he was supposed to handle it, all gasps and moans and– it probably wouldn’t even be that bad, losing himself in loving touches and more kisses, living in the human animal of his body–
Lisa narrowed her eyes at him and he scowled.
“I don’t…” He tried and his throat physically stopped him. Idiot, some long-ingrained instinct was berating him. Saying you don’t want it isn’t going to help. Has never helped. Only makes it worse.
If he pretended to want it, things were so much better and– fuck, Lisa pinched him hard on the thigh.
“I don’t… want to?” Alec squeezed his eyes shut, cursing that it came out like a question, trying to get his breathing under control.
Fuck, he was so stupid, there probably wouldn’t be another chance for this and he wouldn’t get kissed again, which was the worst, it would totally have been worth some only-a-little-bad sex to keep getting kissed by them.
“Me neither.” Brian said, startling Alec out of it. He stared unblinking at the other boy and frowned.
“Don’t get me wrong, we’re… this is… but that would be a lot.” Brian said sheepishly. “I could kind of see it happening but… maybe better if we don’t?”
“If we wait, you mean.” Rachel frowned at him. “You still wanna fuck, just not right now.”
“Maybe!” Brian insisted. “Maybe later. If we… if this is… a thing.” He finished lamely.
His hands tightened on Alec’s waist.
Lisa looked at him, a question burning in her eyes and Alec frowned.
“Fuck off, you admit some stuff.” He told her, prickly and raw, and Lisa’s eyebrows morphed into concern, then chagrin.
“I want it to be a thing.” She confessed after only a few moments to get some courage, breathing deep. “Us. All of us. I definitely want to kiss Alec again, like this.”
The human Master in question could only stare.
“Um, me too.” Taylor said, too quick, and Alec looked at her. She dipped her head to peck him on the mouth again and then eased back, blushing.
“The kissing is nice.” She admitted, somewhat lamely.
“I don’t know how five people fuck.” Rachel said, looking between them all with an antagonistic expression. If Alec didn’t know her he’d think she was mad, instead he knew she was just thinking hard.
“Well, with two dicks, three pussies and five mouths between us we’ve got options.” Alec said, going for humor and missing it a little bit. Fuck.
All eyes were on him.
Unexpectedly, Brian snorted.
“We can figure that out later.” He said, fidgeting with Alec’s hips. “For now… just this?”
He leaned in for a kiss and Alec met him thoughtlessly, surprised to find it soft, calming, almost reassuring, if you could reassure someone with a kiss.
It calmed his racing heart and Alec grinned.
“Well I’m not going to say no to more kisses.” He said, looking around to find the tension had dissolved a little. Thank fucking god.
“Kiss now, the rest later.” Lisa agreed, pulling him in. He went pliantly, enjoying the familiar cadence of her lips on his.
“Okay.” Taylor said shyly. Her fingers tangled with Rachel’s, and the redhead looked to her with sharp surprise. She bit her lip. “But are we just going to kiss Alec, or…?”
Lisa moaned against his mouth. Alec was no better.
Brian’s hands tightened on his waist.
“Each other.” Lisa pulled back to say, gasping. “Definitely, we all kiss each other.”
“You heard her.” Rachel shrugged, yanking Taylor into a kiss. Brian made a little noise so Lisa turned to him, Alec getting the message a second later as they both leaned forward to kiss the Shaker’s jaw, neck and finally his lips, taking turns.
“Who’s left?” Alec wondered, easing back while it was Lisa’s turn.
“Brian and Rachel, Brian and Taylor, me and Taylor, me and Rachel.” Lisa pulled back, voice kissed breathless.
With only four combinations left it wasn’t exactly hard to knock them all off the list. Admittedly, Alec quickly lost track of who all had kissed who. That was a Thinker problem.
He was still passed around, not left out of the fun, and that was all that mattered.
“Okay, that’s everybody.” Lisa grinned, flushed under her freckles and wide-eyed with happiness.
“No,” Alec disagreed, catching her up in another kiss. “I think we missed one.”
“What?” Lisa pulled away from him, brows furrowed. “I don’t–”
Alec followed, laughing against her lips. Kissed her again and again.
“No, no, I’m sure we missed someone.” He grinned. “Let’s go around one more time, to be sure. Maybe two.”
“He’s right.” Rachel said, snagging Taylor around the waist as the other girl giggled. “Math is stupid.”
“We have to make sure nobody gets left out.” Brian agreed, pecking Lisa on the lips and then going in for a deeper kiss when she gasped.
Alec watched, heart light in his chest. It was complete nonsense, of course, but nobody wanted to be done just quite yet. He picked Lisa’s phone up before it could get kicked under the couch and looked at the video in some surprise.
Maybe nobody else would be able to read it on him but the Alec immortalized in the clip had wanted this so fucking badly.
It was just something he never could have asked for, much less expected to receive.
Brian noticed his escape and nudged Lisa, the two of them turning towards the human Master with identical grins. They reached out, each with a hand and reeled him back in.
Rachel’s legs ended up over his. With Taylor tangling their fingers together, he was well and truly trapped.
There was no way to escape and Alec didn’t even mind. He was right where he wanted to be.