Page 53 of Seven is Swell

“It was a bit of a therapy session,” Jackson explains to his brother. “If she needs this though, let’s help her. What’s the first thing we need to break the curse?”

“Mashed potatoes. Why the hell is it mashed potatoes? That makes literally no sense,” I complain.

“Yeah, I was wondering about that. Is that a joke?” Ash asks, getting involved.

“It says you have to possess something to tempt the cursed back into a regular life with something from their past they have hard memories tied to. The demon has scribbled in the margins that this needs to be mashed potatoes...and that a collection of anal plugs wouldn’t be remiss? Who the hell is this guy?”

“I think the better question is what the hell are we supposed to do with those two items and why does the demon know your gargoyle needs these things?” Adam asks carefully.

I look around the room, hoping for inspiration to strike, but all of them are very much not meeting my eye. “I suppose that’s something to ask when we meet him. Ugh, fine. Do we even have potatoes?”

Cory gets up from their seat and walks calmly to the kitchen, pulling a few packages of something out of the cabinet. “I was at the store yesterday...”

“That’s such a fucking useful gift. Cory, come here, let me kiss you. I’m not even going to debate with you about how instant potatoes aren’t actually potatoes, because this is about to save me effort when I have none to spare.”

They saunter over to me, expectant expression on their face. “I will gladly take any and all forms of gratitude.”

“I’ll take those,” Jackson says as he grabs the potatoes out of Cory’s hands. He saunters to the kitchen and grabs a bowl and a pan and starts getting everything set up.

I’m not thrown off at all when Cory full-on straddles me, sitting in my lap with their arms around my shoulders, opening their mouth to me instantly. They go for gold, and I am happy to reciprocate.

They start to harden against me and it’s such a fucking turn on. I become starving for them, squeezing them to me and practically eating their face off in my attempt to taste every bit of them I can. They’re making these delicious mewling noises that are just so damn cute, and my lust stores are going haywire, soaking up everything pouring off of them and making me feel incredible.

“What else can I go buy to get that reaction from you? I’ll go do it right this second.”

I laugh, pulling a scant few inches away from their face, breathing in the same air they are. “You don’t have to do anything but be yourself, babe. It’s not just my bond with Leo that’s itchy, that one’s just the loudest at the moment.”

“Really?”

“When are you going to stop undervaluing yourself? Of course I want you.”

They lean their forehead against mine, twining their legs around me a bit tighter. “I needed to hear that. Thank you.”

I can feel satisfaction from my bond with Adam flooding through me, and I look up to see him much closer than he was a moment ago, squatting beside me and Cory with his elbow propped up on the table. “You two are so fucking pretty together.”

Ash clears his throat. “Before this turns into an orgy again, maybe we should read through the steps, so we know what toexpect? That way everything is ready in a timely manner. I only briefly looked at that note; I’ve been researching other ways to use the goblin heart.”

“Yes, professor,” I say cheekily.

He smirks but tries not to. “You will absolutely not be calling me that when we’re in the comfort of our own home.”

That makes a ball of warmth detonate inside my chest. “Are you considering this your home, then?”

“Wherever you are is my home, Delaney,” he says simply.

“Okay, I’m getting off. Go kiss that man,” Cory says, grabbing the chair I empty.

I straddle Ash much in the same way Cory was just straddling me, that need to have all of my mates with me driving me hard. “Thank you, that means a lot to me.”

“I just want to make you happy, Delaney. Truly.”

“You’re doing a good job.”

“Then sit with me a moment? I want to feel you close to me.”

I spin around so my back is to his chest, lacing our fingers together to rest along my stomach as his other hand holds the note and his voice rumbles in my ear. “I read that desire is very important; this ritual is all about intent. If the cursed can sense how wanted they are it makes everything else much easier.” He reads on and I just close my eyes and listen, letting the deep rumble of his voice soothe me.

“So, we prepare the potatoes, and the one calling him must focus on the reasons they want them freed. Must be pure of intentions, because false intentions will only strengthen the curse.”

---