Page 17 of So Worth More
After eating, we stayed outside but moved to the comfortable sofas. I took a seat on one of the larger sofas and Andy sat next to me with Pete on his other side. I’m not sure if he noticed it or not, but he sat much closer to me than Pete, and it warmed something deep inside me.
After a while, I noticed he was shivering slightly, so I started to rifle through the storage bin beside me to find one of the fluffy blankets that mom left there. Drawing out a deep blue fleece lined blanket, I laid it over him and Pete. “Thank you,” he said with a sigh as he started to warm up. Instead of moving closer to Pete and sharing the blanket and the warmth that it gave, he drew closer to me, prompting me to wrap an arm around him and draw him into resting his head on my shoulder. Pete, on his other side, moved closer but their positions weren’t nearly as intimate, which soothed the stupid jealous side of me. Andy let out another tiny sigh, probably not audible to anyone but me and those butterflies in my stomach started to riot.
I was coming to realize that friendship with Andy was going to be horribly complicated, and if he could just let me get my shit together, maybe friendship wasn’t all that we would have. I wanted this. Tranquil nights in the moonlight, friends, and the quiet cabin. The peace that came from having him there, just holding him gently. It smoothed over a crack in my heart, proving that it wasn’t as broken as I’d thought.
Fifteen - Andy
As we got ready for bed, nerves swarmed in my gut and my fingers trembled, making it difficult to untie my shoes and undress. Glancing up, I noticed Will was trying to look anywhere else but at me. We’d already taken turns in the small bathroom, washing up and brushing our teeth.
Don’t be ridiculous,I admonished myself,you’ve seen him naked so many times. He’s been in you!Rolling my eyes I finished stripping off and climbed into bed.
“This side okay?” I asked him.
“Sure,”
He put the last of his clothes on the chair near the bed before climbing in next to me. We each shuffled around a little, adjusting pillows and blankets while trying not to touch the other. As I moved position, my foot brushed his leg and he started.
I turned to face him, deciding just to confront the awkwardness. “We’ve seen each other naked and still managed to be friends these last few weeks. We can share a bed without a problem.” I wasn’t sure if I was trying to convince him or me but he turned to me, his face softening,
“You’re right, we’re making more of it than it needs to be.” His expression turned wistful. “I haven’t just slept next to someone in ages, so sorry if I kick you!” He tried to lighten it with humor, but it fell slightly short.
I laughed a little just to stop it being weird. “I’ve already tried to kick you, missed though.” He gave a little laugh before yawning and turning over again.
“Night, Will,” I turned away from him.
“Night, Andy.”
It felt like I was awake half the night, hyper-aware of every breath he took, and every shift in position. I thought sleep was going to elude me entirely, but eventually exhaustion took hold. It was the only reason that I could think of for how I woke up.
Every inch of me was plastered against Will. We were on our sides, both of his arms around me, holding me firmly against him. One of them splayed against the small of my back, just above my ass, the other at the base of my neck, fingers in my hair. Our legs were entwined and his chin rested on my head as I blew puffs of air against his chest. One of my arms was around his waist, the other trapped against his chest, hand resting against his neck. It seemed impossible to be any closer to someone and I had no memory of how we ended up like this.
Attempting to pull away was futile. Will just grumbled in his sleep and pulled me closer. I tried to maneuver my arms, hoping to gently peel him off me before he woke. After being pulled closer again, I gave up and gently stroked his back, enjoying being this close to him. The warmth of him, the comfort of being surrounded by him and his smooth skin over lean muscles was intoxicating. I wanted to breathe him in forever. This is what I wanted, all the time.
I knew then that Will had been right to have a no sleepover rule, as waking up to this regularly would’ve fucked with my head. As it was, just having it this once, without the intimacy that sex can provide, was doing a number on me. I think Will could’ve asked for anything then and I would have given it to him just to stay like this for longer.
I felt the moment where awareness struck him as his body tensed. Luckily, I had stopped stroking his skin, and decided to pretend to be asleep instead to make it easier. This way we could both pretend that we hadn’t gravitated towards each other in the night. As he moved away, I made myself make sleepy grumbling sounds until he got to the safety of the bathroom and my eyes pinged open. Well, shit.
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I didn’t know the etiquette, was it inappropriate to get myself off in the shower while the others were downstairs? I wasn’t really sure that I cared, I’d keep quiet and the others wouldn’t hear. All I could think about was how whole I felt, surrounded and safe in Will’s arms. I could still smell that slightly woodsy scent that lingered on his skin from the previous day. If we were going to end each night wrapped up like that, this whole weekend would test my resolve not to be physical with him again. He was a craving that itched under my skin.
Pouring some soap into my hand, I gave my cock a firm stroke, moaning quietly. Aware that I couldn’t take too long, that would be suspicious, I quickened my strokes, adding a twist at the crown. My grip tightened as my orgasm neared, already on edge from how I’d woken. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as my release hit, the evidence washing away.
Dressing and joining the others, I was relieved to see that Will was pretending that it hadn’t happened. Also a little disappointed honestly, I just wanted him to want me the same way I wanted him.
The atmosphere was subdued but I was pleased to see Will chatting with Dylan and Brad. The more I got to know Dylan, the more I liked him. He and Brad were just two halves of the same whole.
Henry, Gemma, and Pete were eating quietly. Pete avoided any attempts by Henry to start a conversation by giving one word answers. Henry appeared to be giving Gemma the silent treatment and she was building up to blow, I could just see it. Trying to avoid it, I made a point to ask her plans for the day. She gave me a grateful smile before outlining the itinerary she had made.
Unfortunately, there were very few group activities on there and Henry looked about ready to pitch a fit about it. Brad drew Dylan away to get ready for the hike that we’d planned and Will looked to me for help. Pete got up silently and left the room leaving behind unbearable tension.
Surprisingly, it was Will that decided to jump in and calm the situation before I’d figured out what to say. He threw out a couple of options, trying to include Gemma in the day’s plans and offering to make concessions for her, since she didn’t hike. Unable to stand up to the charm of Will, she quickly agreed to the changes and practically bounced out of the room to get ready.
Will and I exchanged smiles before tucking into the breakfast he’d cooked up with Brad’s help. I didn’t know what to do about Henry, he seemed determined to be miserable and by extension, make everyone else unhappy.
“Henry,” I started slowly. He sighed at me. “I know, I’ll stop. I’m not going to ruin your weekend because mine isn’t going the way I wanted.” I patted his shoulder awkwardly, our friendship wasn’t the same as the one I had with Pete. I didn’t know if it was just because he was straight and had this view of male friendship, but he didn’t welcome touches the same way as the others did. It could be a military thing, but Pete wasn’t the same. I brushed the thought off. He got up to go and get ready for the day, giving my shoulder a squeeze as he walked by.
The air thickened with awareness between me and Will. I didn’t think he knew I’d been faking sleeping this morning, but I was so very aware of how I just wanted to walk into the circle of his arms and stay there.
