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Title: Matchmaker
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Drama, Angst
Disclaimer: Complete and utter fiction.
Word count: 3682
Warnings: Graphic sex, girl on girl
Summary: The following is the oneshot I wrote as a sort of prequel to my Wikipedia band meme fic that I started on livejournal.

Everyone in the room was nervous, and Kylie knew she would have to take control if she wanted this to happen. And she wanted it to happen. She looked over at Olivia, who sat on top of the table in front of the balcony sliding door, and smiled. Olivia returned the gesture, with a sigh, breaking the silence in the room. Kylie looked back towards the large bed until her eyes landed on Brendon. She thought he was the cutest thing, with his dark eyes and wide mouth and all. He seemed a little tense though, intimidated, and Kylie hoped she could get her friends to relax, because it would be just that more enjoyable for all three of them.

“Hey, why don’t we-” Kylie walked over and joined Brendon on the bed, sat back on her elbows and gazed toward Olivia from under seductive, hooded eyes. And with a half smirk etched onto her face, Olivia joined them, the object of her affection and their conquest.

Or perhaps it was the other way around?

More like definitely the other way around. Kylie had always found Olivia attractive, and Livvy had always known Kylie was Bi. But, as it turned out, Livvy only had eyes for Brendon, who wasn’t too bad a catch at all. And Brendon, well… he seemingly enjoys spending his free time with Livvy but also is still a guy. All it took was one ‘joke’ from Kylie between the three of them to put her plan in motion. She gets to enjoy Livvy, Livvy gets Brendon, and Brendon gets to live every guys fantasy with two of his friends instead of a couple of strange, and perhaps disease ridden groupies.

In the end everybody’s happy, right?

“Are you nervous?” Kylie asked, trying to ignite conversation. Brendon nodded and scratched his head, dropping his hands into his lap awkwardly when he’d finished. Olivia chuckled and covered one of his hands with her own comfortingly. “I have an idea,” Kylie grinned.

“To start things off and to make you guys more comfortable, you should kiss.”

“Kiss?”

“Yeah, you know, just kiss. Make out and pretend I’m not here, for starters.”

“Oh. Well I- I think we can do that.” Brendon said, finally coming to life.

Olivia’s face lit up when he leaned close to her and pressed his lips against hers. Kylie smiled, watching them kiss and touch one another gently, groping and squeezing above their clothing. “That’s right,” She prodded, voice sultry and low. “That’s gooood.” Brendon, feeling a little more comfortable under Kylie’s watchful eyes, relaxed his shoulders and began to finger the skin just beneath Olivia’s t-shirt. “Take it off. Do it, and I’ll take mine off too.”

Brendon excitedly pulled the top up and off of Livvy, exposing soft, supple skin, bronzed and glowing, and then her black polka dot bra. Both glanced at Kylie in unison, whom also pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it away. She grinned at them, relishing their attention and reached around her back to unhook her own bra, sliding the straps down her arms. Brendon took this as a challenge of course, doing the same to Olivia, hastily brushing the pad of his thumbs across both pert nipples.

“Good, that’s great B.” Kylie cooed, slyly winking at her friend. Livvy giggled. “Continue, don’t be shy.”

Brendon grazed his lips down Olivia’s neck, taking his time with working towards her chest. Olivia groaned softly and he smirked, commencing to press his tongue against one of the twin peaks. Kylie sighed happily and cupped her own breasts, rubbing and pinching her nipples as Brendon licked and then suckled Olivia’s. Pleased with himself, his belly finally rid of nervousness, he glanced in Kylie’s direction, beckoning her over. She went to them slowly, and Brendon kissed her hard and firm while Livvy smiled approvingly, rubbing his back. Kylie kissed him back just as fiercely, pulling back and tugging at his clothing. Olivia assisted him in taking his shirt off while Kylie looked on eagerly.

“The pants too.” She said, leaning over to share a slow, sensuous kiss with Olivia. Brendon’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected the girls to get involved with each other at all, but it was a pleasant surprise nonetheless. Livvy was shocked, but made no real effort to pull away, kissing the other girl back skilfully. Brendon stripped down to his boxers, tossing his pants in order to take a breast of each girl into his hands, squeezing again and kneading. Olivia let a moan escape her softly as Kylie’s tongue massaged her own, savoring her taste while Kylie’s fingers coiled into her hair. Kylie closed her eyes, imagining that it was real and not just a show Livvy was putting on for him.

“This is amazing.” Brendon murmured.

“It is, isn’t it?”

“Yeah…” He replied dreamily.

Kylie smiled again and began to unbutton Olivia’s pants. “Help me unwrap our present, Brendon.” She instructed. Without a second’s hesitation, Brendon was at Kylie’s side, sliding the fitted jeans, along with the polka dotted panties down the other girl’s legs. He caressed her thighs, looking up at her with a crooked smirk. Livvy, who had managed to scoot herself back onto the bed, was squirming beneath them. Kylie giggled up at her and traced ticklish circles on her bare thighs. Brendon lingered close by, taking deep, hard breaths as if he were finally accepting what was about to happen. Livvy sat up, completely naked now, and began working on Kylie’s jeans. He edged behind the girl left standing, one hand gripping her left hip, the other holding her hair up as he dropped kisses across the back of her neck, making her sigh wistfully. Livvy’s hands worked faster, tugging the pants lower and lower to reveal--

Nothing.

Kylie had obviously gone commando for the occasion. She stepped out of her jeans, kicking them across the floor and twisting her body into Brendon’s arms. Brendon tilted his head and kissed her, wrapping her up tightly in his arms while Livvy slipped a hand into his boxers, wrapping it around his smooth, hardening flesh. She squeezed him slightly, and was rewarded with a low moan.

“Ohh Liv,” He whispered, jaw dropping.

Livvy smirked up at him and pumped him to attention. She released him momentarily and made light work of his underwear, leaving him standing there, completely nude with an aching hard-on. Kylie’s eyes immediately lowered as she pulled away from him. Brendon was quite hairy legs wise, but his chest and stomach were bare, and his pubic hair was very neatly trimmed. He had a nice looking cock, average length, but thick with a perfect pink, plump head. Kylie wanted to wrap her lips around him, but knew first taste would belong to Olivia. She, herself would have it no other way. Besides, she’d be just as happy to put her mouth on either of the two. Kylie pushed Brendon down to the bed and he lay there, staring at the girls, quite amused.

“Go on, Liv. Give it a whirl.” Kylie urged, curling her tongue to lick her lip slowly.

Livvy was nervous, anxious. She wanted nothing more than demonstrate to Brendon just how much she wanted- no, had been wanting him. Yet she didn’t want to leave him unimpressed, and therefore eliminating her chance for another go at him. Building her nerve, she leaned forward and kissed Brendon sweetly, slowly, with just the right amount of tongue. He instinctively put an arm at her waist to draw her near, but Livvy wiggled out of his reach. She stuck her tongue out and it curled around the tip of Brendon’s cock. He hissed, already beginning to squirm. Slowly, Livvy let her tongue slide over his shaft, moving up and down before descending upon it, coating him with her saliva.

“Ahh,” Brendon moaned. He was quite unsure of what to do with his hands- what if Livvy didn’t care for him jamming and thrusting his thick fingers into her shiny, wavy mane? Instead of following his instinct, he propped up on one arm, cradling his head in it, and grasped at the sheets with the other. This way, he had an even better view of her tight little ass, staring at the curve of her back and imagining he was behind her. He nearly whimpered when he thought about where else he could thrust his fingers…

“What does that feel like?” Kylie asked, her mouth hovering over his ear. Brendon was unable to answer, instead sputtering and whispering unintelligible babble. Kylie smile and caressed the back of his neck while licking and gently sucking his earlobe. As the wet heat from Livvy’s tongue engulfed him. Livvy flipped her hair back and slowly licked Brendon’s shaft, sucking diligently. She felt a familiar tingling in between her thighs as she sucked him, first hard and fast, then soft and slow. Brendon moaned, clenching the bed spread in both hands. “Good girl, Liv.” Kylie smiled, stroking her hair while moving on to Brendon’s other ear.

Brendon’s face flushed completely pink when Livvy began playing with his balls, jerking his cock while licking and sucking each carefully. “Goddamn Livvy…” He moaned, hips rising and one hand moving to her head, taking a fist full of her hair. He was getting off on the wet sounds she made while she sucked him and Kylie’s tongue sucked at his ear and neck. He trembled and gave a few firm thrusts of his hips before he came, head tossed back with a slack jaw.

Livvy sucked down his offering, swallowing and licking her lips like a good girl. She sat back up and watched as Brendon’s body went lax, lying on his back while trying to catch his breath.

“Good, job honey.” Kylie said beaming, kissing Livvy’s shoulder. Livvy smiled at her band mate and Kylie couldn’t resist giving her another kiss. She smirked and licked her lips when they parted and Brendon sat up abruptly. “Hey, if you’re going to do that, can you do it while I’m watching?”

Kylie laughed. “Ha-ha, sorry bro.” She gave him a peck on the lips and then ran her hands up and down his chest. “Maybe you’d like some assistance with that.” She purred, pointing to his cock, lying flaccid against his thigh.

“I’d love some.”

“Good thing I’ve got just what you need. Keep a close eye. “ Kylie told him, beckoning Livvy with her finger. The other girl edged nearer, sitting back on her heels, and Kylie immediately began kissing her neck and shoulders. Livvy held her breath as Kylie’s hands traveled down in between her breasts before cupping them both in her hands. She felt awkward, but Brendon sure seemed to be enjoying himself. When he caught her looking at him, he knelt forward and kissed her full on the mouth. Livvy felt as if she would burst in anticipation and happiness. His mouth distracted her from Kylie, who was now sucking at her left nipple and rolling the right in between her fingers.

“God, yeah.” Brendon mumbled and tilted Livvy’s head back to nibble her neck. Kylie switched breasts, the smile still etched on her lips.

“B,” She began, nodding at him. “Lie Livvy down now. And watch.” Brendon’s eyes widened in excitement and he kissed Olivia again, gently lowering her onto her back. “Just relax, Liv.” Kylie said. Livvy wasn’t having too bad a time relaxing with Brendon’s body hovering above her, and Brendon’s lips against her lips, and his tongue against her tongue. She wanted to feel him. Wanted to know what it was like to have him inside her, and so she didn’t mind doing whatever she had to for that to happen. Meanwhile, Kylie was slithering down her body like a snake, dragging her tongue over her belly, licking at her navel with a flourish. Kylie inhaled deeply when she reached Livvy’s pussy. She was shaved, as Kylie already knew, almost completely except for a thin strip of black hair that lay against her flesh. The room fell completely silent then, save for the trio’s heavy breathing and the gentle whirring of the air conditioner. Kylie buried her nose into her friend’s delicate folds, nuzzling and finding her way deeper, making her whimper. She could swear she heard Brendon moan, but disregarded it, because this was her time. She’d wanted this for a long time, wanted her for a long time. Kylie darted her tongue out to taste Livvy, and when she did she sighed contently at how very sweet and wet she found her to be. She liked to think it was her doing, but she knew the truth. Not that it would stop her.

Livvy twitched when one of Kylie’s slender fingers found her slit, moving up and down slowly. She’d never been with another girl before, and never thought in a million years that it would be Kylie doing these things to her body. The man she desired was beside her, with his breath hitching and cock rising. When Kylie’s finger found its way inside her at the same time her tongue met her clit, Livvy couldn’t help but moan. Brendon hissed as he stroked her hair and played with her nipples, keeping his eyes on Kylie and her tongue of wonder. Livvy’s legs widened and her moaning got louder and louder as Kylie’s tongue explored her eagerly. She licked and sucked at Livvy’s lips, puckering slightly when she came into contact with her hardened pearl, gently fucking her with her finger.

“Faster…” Livvy moaned, her hips were moving and rolling against Kylie’s mouth now, and Brendon was so hard he fucking hurt. Kylie sped up, struggling to keep Livvy stationary, while she lapped and sucked on her. “Oh fuck, Ky!” She called out, bucking her hips and grabbing at a tuft of Kylie's dark red hair. Brendon had begun unconsciously pulling at his dick, desperately trying to get some kind of relief. “No. Stop. Uhhh, baby, you-are- mine.” Livvy told him, body and voice trembling, dangerously close to creaming all over her band mate’s tongue. He never thought he’d been more turned on in his life.

“Mmm,” Kylie moaned, smacking her lips and swirling her tongue while curling her finger, moving it in and out. Livvy was good and tight, and she knew Brendon would definitely enjoy himself when it was his turn. She took a few nice, long licks, flicking across Livvy’s button. The girl twitched and moaned, damn near squealed as her orgasm hit, making her jolt and curse, whining as she rode wave after wave of her ecstasy. Kylie smiled proudly, kissing her back up the girl’s body, stopping to lick and suck her mocha colored nipples, tracing her tongue along the bumpy areola, and then stopping to give Brendon a heated kiss. “Mm, I knew that would do the trick.” She said as she felt in between his legs.

“Fuck yes, it did.” He growled.

“Can you eat pussy like that?” Kylie asked, half-moaning as she rubbed her tits against him.

“I could damn sure try.”

Kylie grinned at him. “I think you should fuck her now though. She’s so ripe…”

“I could taste her on your tongue.”

Livvy lay there glancing back and forth between them, watching, and waiting for what would come next. She told them she might need a minute to recover and that they should entertain one another until she was OK to join in again. She watched while Brendon used his mouth on Kylie’s breasts, sucking each nipple and sliding a hand between her legs, rubbing on her cunt as she moaned. Livvy felt a pang of jealousy shoot through her chest, but it was short-lived. Soon, she would have him. She told herself. Surely Kylie wouldn’t take it that far. She knew how Livvy felt about Brendon.

Kylie's beauty rivaled Livvy's, with her taut, newly sun kissed skin that came from them spending the afternoon on the beach, the faint freckles sprinkled across her nose and of course her long, fiery red hair. Brendon had a fascination with ginger girls. Always wondered, as he imagined a lot of other guys did, if the carpet matched the drapes. And on Kylie, they sure enough did.

Brendon felt lucky; almost overwhelmed to be able to have his way with both girls, and smiled to himself as he watched Kylie arch her back as one, and then two of his fingers found their way inside her. He was good, twisting both digits and reaching deep, but she wished that it was Olivia instead. All hope was not gone yet, she had let her bring her to orgasm after all. “Fuck,” Kylie whispered as Brendon massaged her walls and kissed down her chest and belly. She stopped him when he passed her bellybutton. She had no plans of letting him go any further. Livvy, who was watching with baited breath, bit back a grateful sigh.

“OK…” He said, using his spare thumb to caress Kylie’s clit while he finger-fucked her. Faster he went, curling his finger to search for the soft, spongy bundle of nerves that would surely have her screaming his name. Brendon hadn’t been with that many women, but enough to know how much they liked it and hard they came when you found their g-spot. He knew Kylie was close because she began to drip, and her cheeks were flushed. Livvy joined in, flicking the tip of her tongue across Kylie’s stiff nipples, pausing to place gentle kisses on her lips ever so often. Kylie groaned and humped against Brendon’s hand hard, making him chuckle.

“That’s right Kylie, come on.” He whispered.

She came with a howl, muscles clenching around his fingers and raising her ass off of the mattress. “Ohhh,” She moaned, breathing hard through her nose. Before she caught her breath, she reached up and took Livvy’s face in her hands, kissing her fiercely. When they pulled apart, she whispered something Brendon didn’t quite catch and both girls sat up to face him. Livvy crawled near and tugged at his bottom lip with her teeth.

“Fuck me.” She said. It sounded like an order, but her tone was soft and almost pleading.

“Ride me.” He replied with a crooked grin.

“With pleasure.”

The pair kept their eyes on one another, small smiles playing on their lips as Livvy took up his invitation, and Brendon licked the corners of his mouth and shuddered as his cock buried itself into her warm slickness. Wordlessly, she began to move, grinding her hips onto him as he grabbed onto her tits. He had the worst urge to take hold of her hips and guide her, force her to take all of his cock, ram it inside her furiously, but he didn’t want to hurt or upset her. Livvy moaned as he began to thrust back, slowly, and she leaned over to kiss him. Sliding his hands down her back to her ass, he started lifting her a little faster, grunting as she rode him and sucked his tongue.

“Uhhggh shit!” She exclaimed suddenly, bouncing harder, pressing her hands to his chest. “Ahhh, oh god, oh god,” She chanted when he started fucking her just as hard. “Yes, fuck, give it to me like that! Just like that! Pleaaaase don’t stop. I need you so bad, Brendon.” He could barely hide his grin, thrusting his cock up into her forcefully, one hand on her hip, the other on the back of her head, pulling her hair.

“This is so hot, I wish I could fucking record it.” Kylie muttered from beside them, breasts bouncing to their rhythm. She never even gave whipping her camera out a second thought though. Anything could go wrong. None of them would ever live down having a set of nude pics floating around the internet, let alone a fuck flick. Besides, Livvy’s lusty squealing and cursing, was enough to make her want to cum again. She watched enviously as Livvy brought her hips down on Brendon hard, teasing her own clit while doing so. Kylie wished there was a way she could get in between them and lick and suck her to another loud orgasm, but her friend was perfectly content now. Everything Kylie had done in that room had been for Livvy, and everything Livvy had done in that room had been for Brendon. Kylie suddenly felt dejected and lonely as the other two clutched each other, moaning loudly, dripping sweat. Whatever their status would be in the morning, she did not know. But she did know that she herself would never have a chance.

Brendon hissed and replaced Livvy’s hand, murmuring to her softly as he stroked her. “Yes, yes!” She cried out, arching her back. He whispered to her again, and Livvy leaned backwards, leaning on her arms and using her legs to move, whimpering in need as Brendon’s thumb strokes got faster. She was leaking all over his hand and tightening around his cock, which was also ready to erupt. “Baby,” Livvy moaned, body shaking and teeth chattering as if she’d just come in from an icy, winter’s day.

This had become Brendon’s breaking point, digging his nails into her hips, pounding her over and over as he came along with her, moaning and cursing loudly while her throbbing cunt milked him achingly.

Tired, and completely spent, Livvy laid across Brendon’s chest, smiling and listening to the thumping of his heart. Her hid her grin when he lifted her chin and slid to her level, kissing her hard and rolling her onto her back.

“So many ways I want to take you,” He admitted. “But for now, we rest.”

Livvy could’ve pissed herself with joy after he’d said it, kissing her forehead, nose, lips and chin and moving to her side, cuddling into her neck with an arm slung across her waist. She closed her eyes and exhaled, almost too far gone in her blissful state to hear Brendon’s whisper,

“Hey, where did Kylie go?”

FallenFirith wrote:

everyone wonders that.
Of course they are!! : tehe

LOL. No seriously. LOL.

Part II…

“Hey Ky, there’s something I wanted you to see.”

“Y-yeah, what is it?” Kylie asked as Jackie entered the room they shared with her face buried in a magazine. Jackie was another one of Kylie and Livvy’s band mates. She was also the youngest of the four.

“Heh. Holy shit, it’s Dusty.” Kylie said dully, glancing at the magazine Jackie suddenly thrust into her eyesight.

“Yeah, I was totally just flipping through the pages and then, BAM! There’s our boy sneaking into pap pictures with Wentz…” Jackie said, trailing off as she caught a glimpse of Kylie’s face for the first time. “You look- what’s going on, Ky?”

“What are you talking about? I’m fine.” Kylie shook her head and began brushing her wet hair. She’d hopped into the shower as soon as she’d returned, and had hoped that she would be fast asleep by the time Jackie got in. She didn’t feel like talking at all.

Jackie wasn’t fooled. She sat down beside her and loosened the brush from her grasp, staring at her through those large eyes knowingly. “Where’s Livvy? Didn’t you guys go out together?”

Kylie scoffed bitterly. “Livvy is just fine where she is.”

“Kylie…”

“No, I’m not mad with her, and no I don’t want to talk about it.”

Jackie sighed and nodded. “Fine.“ She needn’t push any further. Talking to Kylie was like speaking to a mule sometimes. She was really stubborn. “Are you hungry?”

Kylie shook her head and grabbed a pillow, cradling it in her arms. “I’m good thanks. I just want to sleep.” And wish that she could take everything that had just happened back.

~

“M-maybe I should go talk to her.” Livvy croaked, rubbing her eyes in the darkness.

“Mmm, she’s probably fine. She’s sharing a room with Jackie, right?” Brendon asked, his mouth buried into her neck.

“Yes, but- I still think I should still go make sure…”

He held his head up and looked at her hopefully. “Do you think she’ll come back?”

“I don’t know, she didn’t seem upset. Should, should I try?”

Brendon shook his head and held onto her arm. “Nah, stay here. I wasn’t that bad was I?” Livvy giggled and shook her head. “OK , then. Kylie is fine. So let’s do what she would want us to do…”

“And what’s that?”

“Enjoy ourselves. And each other.” Brendon whispered before taking a kiss.

Early the next day, the members of Pleasure of the Text had a meeting with their management. Spencer, who had no idea Brendon stayed at their hotel over night, showed up to escort them.

“Holy shit dude, so did we have the same idea this morning, or what?” He laughed when he saw his band mate walking in between Livvy and Dusty. Jackie was bringing up the rear, gabbing on her telephone to god knows who, and Kylie lingered behind her like she wasn’t even trying to keep up. In fact, Kylie wished she was back in bed with the blankets pulled up to her chin.

She’d tried her hardest not to be upset, or at least to not make it as obvious to everyone else- but she was failing miserably. And that was exactly the way she felt.

Miserable.

“Not exactly.” She heard Brendon chuckle. as Dusty pulled Livvy off to the side of the group. ‘That’s just great.’ Kylie thought. It was just what she needed, for Dusty and Jackie to know what happened the night before in Room 5468.

“Kyles! How’s my favorite bassist this morning?”

Kylie grunted.

“That bad, huh?” Spencer laughed, slinging an arm around her shoulder. “I thought you enjoyed our day at the beach yesterday.”

“I’m OK,” She answered managing to feed him the smallest of smiles. “Just a little- swallowed too much salt water, I think.” She wasn’t completely lying, her stomach did ache, but it was mostly nervousness. She and Livvy hadn’t said a word to each other since she left her and Brendon together. Completely by chance, on Livvy’s part. Hers, not so much.

Satisfied, Spencer pulled her closer to him and walked with her to the waiting taxi vans waiting to transport them to Crush.

“What the fuck happened?” Dusty whispered into Livvy’s ear once he’d dragged her to the very last seat of the first van. He’d been very curious when he’d seen her walking the hall this morning with Brendon at her side, and even more so when he’d caught him squeezing her hand and giving her his signature winning smile before he told them he’d see them all later that afternoon.

“Will you shut up?” She laughed.

“Well, tell meee.” Dusty pleaded.

Dusty was quite a character, slim and tall yet muscular where it counted. Dusty had to be at least six foot three. Very well put together. He was one of the first members of POTT and Livvy always joked about how much of a shame it was that he played drums because the fan girls could barely see him way back there.

“I can’t.” Livvy smiled secretively.

Dusty raised an eyebrow and lowered his voice. “Anjali Olivia Shankar. This is your dreamboat we’re talking about here. Come on, you know I won’t tell anyone. Not Jackie, not Kylie…”

Livvy’s eyes rounded at the sound of Kylie’s name. She craned her neck to see if the redhead had made it onto their van, but she wasn’t there.

“What? What?” Dusty pressed.

“Nothing.” Livvy answered with a shake of her head.

“Soooo, did you fuck him?”

“Dusty! That’s private.” One side glance at her friend’s unbelieving stare and she began to break down in another fit of giggles. “Yes.” She said, lowering her head as her cheeks blushed.

Dusty laughed, a loud, bellowing laugh which made the cab driver peer back at them in the rear view mirror. “Please spare me the details, but from the look on your face I can tell you found it enjoyable. So what’s happening with you now?”

Livvy shook her head. “Nothing. We’re not like, going out now if that’s what you mean.”

“Well why the fuck not?”

“It’s all just… Complicated-” Livvy answered staring out of her window.
On board the other van, Spencer sat beside Kylie, who rested her head on his shoulder. “What’s the matter?” He asked softly. Kylie just shook her head. “Come on, talk to me.”

Kylie contemplated telling Spencer everything. Maybe if she came clean with someone she wouldn’t feel so awkward and out of place. She wasn’t going to tell the other band mates, that’s for damn sure. She sat up, sighed and chewed on her lower lip while he watched and waited for a response.

“I did something… I did something I really regret. I mean-” She paused. “I was trying to help, and I guess I was helping myself a little too.”

“OK, so? What did you do?”

“I’m afraid I’ve messed everything up. And you can’t tell anyone Spence. You have to promise not to say a word.”

“Yeah, fine. I promise, Kyles, what did you do?” Spencer pressed, genuine alarm and concern darkening his face.

“Brendon stayed here last night. We were in the same room…”

“You…”

“Not just me.” Kylie said quickly. “Livvy was there too.”

“The three of you, together?”

Kylie nodded. “We planned it before we even got up there. I wanted to help her, she has this thing for him- And I kind of had this thing for her… Anyway, we did it, and I mean we all did it, and then they- I couldn’t watch, so I left.”

Kylie looked up to find Spencer’s eyes wide as saucers. “You had sex with Brendon and Livvy? Wow…”

“Yeah and I wish I would’ve known then how horrible I’d feel now.”

Spencer was still looking bewildered as he tried to picture the events in his mind. “I can imagine-”

“Spence!” Kylie said playfully tapping him.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He said, wrapping an arm tightly around her shoulders and pulling her close and placing his chin on her head.

For some reason she found this better comfort than anything he could put into words.
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