"When you said we we're coming straight to my room I, for one, thought you meant only us two," I glanced at Vanessa who flipped me the bird. "And two I thought we'd be fucking so hard that the neighbors would know we're back from vacation."

Summer chuckled. "Well what did you think? We're all tired and I guess we could still make number two happen if you don't mind period blood going everywhere."

I shrugged. "What's the point of having a sword if you don't get it bloody."

"Ewww, I told you this before but your so lame." Vanessa said.

"Shut up I saw it on instagram and thought it was cool." I crossed my arms.

Summer rolled her eyes and smiled. "Let's just lay down," she pushed me down next to Vanessa, who immediately laid her head on my chest, then laid next to me.

"Is it me or has she been a very nice asshole today?" I asked looking down at Vanessa.

"You can't be a nice asshole," Summer shook her head. "But yeah, she gets real cuddly on her period and in need of attention."

"And how do you get on your period?" I asked wrapping a arm around Vanessas waist.

"Do we really want to have this talk?" She raised a brow.

"I think I'm getting to that point in age where I need to start learning about the female body." I said.

She chuckled. "I would hope you already know quite a bit about it."

"Your right I do," I smirked softly grabbing her chin and pulling her face towards mine. "Want me to show you how much I know?"

Summer smiled and I felt Vanessa smack my stomach. "Y/n stop trying to fuck my best friend."

"Stop being jealous and go to sleep." I said looking back at Summer.

"Then stop talking." She mumbled.

I rolled my eyes as Summer chuckled and grabbed my laptop off the bedside table. "Netflix?" She asked.

"Definitely."

-

I groaned as I heard someone's phone go off. Looking around the now bright room I spotted Vanessa's phone.

"Nessa," I nudged her.

"Mmm, what?" She rasped out.

"Your phones ringing." I glanced at Summer making sure she didn't wake up.

"Answer it." She said.

I huffed and unwrapped my arm from around her, reaching for the phone. "Hello?" I asked raising the phone to my ear.

"Who is this?" Some guy asked from the other side of the phone.

Pulling the phone away from my ear, I looked down at the caller ID.

David.

Smirking I raised the phone back up. "Ohhh Donavon, hey bud this is Y/n." Vanessa quickly sat up looking at me.

"Y/n, of course she's with you, can I talk to her?" He asked.

"Ummm, nope she's sleeping buh bye." Vanessa snatched the phone from my hand and glared at me.

"Hey baby." She whispered getting out of bed and walking out of the room.

Rolling my eyes I looked down at Summer who was looking up at me. "Hi." I said.

She smiled softly. "Hi bébé."

Pecking her forehead I rolled over and hovered over her. "Sleep good."

"Mhm," she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Where'd Vanessa go?"

"She got a phone call," I leaned down softly kissing her neck. "I'm assuming she won't be back up for a while."

She hummed tiliting her head to the side, giving me more room. "And what do we do with that time?" She gripped the back on my neck as I softly bit down on hers.

"What do you want to do?" I whispered.

She grabbed my face meeting my eyes. "How about we," she leaned up, her lips brushing against mines. "Take another nap?"

I softly chuckled and smiled rolling off of her. "Damn tease."

She giggled. "Love youuu."

I looked at her. "Mhm."

She smiled looking at me, her eyes shining. "When are we going on another date?"

I instantly perked up. "Oh, I didn't think you wanted another date but, I've been having so many ideas about our next one."

Her smile got bigger. "Let me hear them."

The door burst open before I could speak. "I'm leaving." Vanessa said walking my room and grabbing her bag.

"Why?" Summer asked sitting up.

Vanessa paused. "I have to go see David, I missed him."

I frowned my eyebrows. "What's the rush though?"

"I just really want to see him." She said.

Summer stood and started to gather her things. "You call a Uber?"

"Yeah." Vanessa nodded.

"Wait slow down," I stood. "Do you have to go with her."

Summer glanced at Vanessa. "Yeah I do."

"She's a big girl though, I'm pretty sure she wants alone time with her boyfriend." I grabbed her waist.

"Bébé I have to go." She kissed my cheek.

I sighed and nodded. "Okay, I'll talk to you later?"

She smiled softly. "Let's go Nessa."

Vanessa looked at me and shook her head walking out of my room with Summer following close behind.

Plopping down onto my bed, I sighed. David's such a cockblock.

-

Okay, I'm very uncomfortable. Glancing up for the fifth time I see Jasmine still staring at me.

"Okay whats up Jasmine, why do you keep staring at me?" I asked walking towards the couch her and Quincy sat on.

"I just don't get it." She shook her head.

"Get what." I crossed my arms.

"What Summer and Vanessa see in you." She rubbed her chin.

I scoffed. "Seriously?"

"No she's right, I don't really get it either," Quincy looked at me. "Your not all that, your tell really corny jokes, you do this thing where-"

"Okay!" I yelled sitting next to Jasmine. "Thanks for making me feel insecure."

Jasmine smacked the back of my head. "Don't be a bitch," she turned to Quincy. "Baby I love you, but you keep coming for my Dino and I'll cut your dick off."

"I-I was just joking, Y/n your amazing." He gulped turning to the TV and crossing his legs, knowing she wasn't joking.

"Your such a hypocrite, you bully me all the time." I said.

"Okay one," she looked back at me. "You come for me too, two our relationship is based off of bullying each other, and three I'm the only one who gets to come for you I don't like when other people do it."

I smirked. "Come for me?"

Quincy groaned and Jasmine rolled her eyes. "Never mind, Quincy talk all the shit you want."

I chuckled wrapping my arms around Jasmine and reaching out to grab Quincy, squishing Jasmine into a sandwich between us. "I love you two." I mumbled into her shoulder.

"Yeah, I sadly have no choice but to love you." Quincy said pulling himself out of my grip.

Squeezing Jasmines waist I met her eyes. "You love me too?"

She nodded softly rubbing the back of my neck and smiling. "Just a little bit."

Closing my eyes I smirked. "It's okay I know you love me more than anything."

She scoffed. "Sure."

"Y/n, what the hell is so relaxing about getting the back of your neck rubbed?" Quincy asked.

I shrugged as Jasmine continued. "Just feels great, I especially like it when girls grip the back of my neck during sex, like fuck just straight up choking, grab the back of my neck and pull me closer."

Jasmine quickly pushed me off of her. "Welp, I'm never doing that again."

I pouted and looked at a smiling Quincy. "I'm kind of living for your sex kinks, tell me more."

"No, I do not want to hear about this." Jasmine said.

I bit my lip and sat up straight. "Um, is there something you want to tell me?"

"No, I can just help you out by giving Summer some tips," he said. "And maybe I'll try something's in bed." He mumbled under his breath.

I chuckled. "Jasmine, is Quincy not putting it down in bed?"

"I don't think that's any of your business." She said.

"But, I want to know." I said.

"Y/n." She looked at me.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Stop asking." She said.

"Seems like I hit a rough patch, something Quincy's not doing." I smirked.

"Hey." Quincy exclaimed.

"Sorry, just trying to break her." I threw a quick smile his way.

"Our sex life shouldn't concern you." Jasmine crossed her arms.

"But it should, I don't need Quincy out here tarnishing the Dynamic Duos name." I said.

"There isn't a Dynamic Duo anymore since your both in relationships." She rolled her eyes.

"You never know for how long though, he might need his wingman back someday." I said.

"You mean you might need your wingman back someday." Quincy said.

"Nah," I shook my head. "You and Jasmine will break up before me and Summer."

"Don't be too cocky Y/n." Jasmine flicked my forehead.

"It's true, me and Summer aren't even dating yet which means we'll still be together by time you two break up." I shrugged.

"Stop jinxing our relationship you asshole." Jasmine clenched her jaw.

Hmm.

"You know I'm just joking right?" I frowned my eyebrows.

"Yeah, but it's kind of a dick joke." She stood and walked out of the room.

"Quincy?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Don't worry she's not mad at you."

"And she's mad at you?" I asked.

He sighed. "That's a conversation I want to keep between me and her right now."

I nodded. "I hope I didn't just make it worse with my joke."

He shrugged. "Possibly, she'll be okay soon though."

"Should I go talk to her?" I asked getting ready to stand.

"No," he said quickly.

I stopped. "You just want her to be mad at me, you want me to die." I bit my lip nervously. It is not a good idea to be on Jasmines bad side.

He chuckled. "She can never stay mad at you, man she has the biggest soft spot for you."

I smiled. "I kind of have that affect on people."

"Yeah, but on a more serious note," he sat up. "Give me some sex tips."

"Quick change in conversation." I chuckled.

"Yeah, it's almost like someone's writing a story about us and the author needed more words to make this chapter longer." He laughed.

Pshh, who would write a story about our boring asses.

"Yeah right," I laughed. "Anyway, tell daddy what's going on."

"I may or may not be able to live up to her expectations," he leaned closer lowering his voice. "She's fucking wild Y/n."

"Like, smack the shit out of me while whispering dirty things in my ear, type of wild or, let's bring some food into the bedroom while you tie me to the bed and have your way with me, type of wild." I asked.

His eyes widened. "All of the above and more."

Damn. Well, Jasmine was very active before she started to date Quincy.

"Awww my innocent baby, your probably so scared." I rubbed his back.

He nodded. "I'm terrified Y/n."

"Listen, Jasmine loves you so even if you suck in bed that won't be a reason for her to leave." I said.

"Yeah and shes also pissed at me and I want to prolong her anger for as long as I can." He said.

"With sex?" I asked. "That's just gonna come back to bite you in the ass."

He nodded. "Yeah probably, but at least by then I'll have a reason for the questions she's asking."

I shook my head."Well, she's obviously eavesdropping right now so how about we talk about this later." I looked over at the kitchen.

"No she's not, she went upstairs." He frowned.

I rolled my eyes. "You ever been home alone and get scared because you think it might be a demon in the house with you?"

"No?" He asked.

"Well, when shit like that happens I like to say shit like, damn I know it's a demon in here but he won't do shit." I said.

"But why would you say that." He asked.

"Incase one is in the house with me he'll just leave because he won't have the element of surprise." I scoffed.

Quincy stared at me and I stared back. He rubbed his forehead shaking his head. "Your fucking weird Y/n."

I nodded. "Thank you."

"That wasn't-" he looked at me. "What ever, give me some tips."

"Okay, I know Jasmine and I'm assuming she's more of a passionate freak..." I trailed off.

He nodded and I continued. "Then you have to get freaky, the whispering dirty things in her ear or just straight up saying them while holding eye contact is great for a beginner."

"I'm not at beginner." He frowned.

"You are to her," I said. "Just start off slow, dirty words here and there, some love taps and bites, then you work your way up."

"The dirty talk is really cringey to me." He said.

"You don't like it?" I asked.

"I like it, I just feel awkward saying it." He shrugged.

"Dirty talk for beginners is like sending a risky message, you panic and struggle to send it because you don't know what response your gonna get, right?" I asked.

He nodded. "Right."

"But, you have to take risk, the feedback will be positive 75% of the time, and if your scared to say it just hide your face in her neck." I said.

"What the hell will hiding my face do?" He asked.

"Oh my gosh, come on Quincy, it'll make you feel more secure, duh." I scoffed shaking my head.

"Y/n you've only slept with like 10 people, how are you so good at sex tips?" He asked.

"Coaches don't play." I shrugged leaning back into the couch.

"You and your fucking Instagram memes." He said.

"Hey, I actually found that on Reddit." I said.

He smacked his lips. "Ohhh excuse me."

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