The living room felt different now. Or maybe Tina felt different. She couldn't tell.
Poki had led her back from the theatre room, hand in hand, and now they were all sprawled across the couches again as if nothing had happened. Like Tina hadn't just spent the last hour sitting on Thomas's lap, trembling and soaked through her shorts, surrounded by naked girls.
But something had shifted. The air felt lighter, but the subtext was heavier.
Tina sat curled in the corner of the couch, clutching a glass of water Poki had handed her. She took small sips, trying to ground herself, trying to cool the fire still burning under her skin. Every time she shifted, she could feel the dampness in her underwear, a sticky and constant reminder of what she had just done.
Rae stretched out on the opposite couch, grinning at her. "You okay over there, Tina? You look a little flushed."
Tina's face went red. "I'm fine."
"She's more than fine," Lily said, smirking from where she sat on the floor, leaning against Thomas's legs. "She's still shaking. Look at her hands."
"I'm not," Tina started, but she looked down and saw the water in her glass rippling. Her voice wavered, and the girls laughed. It wasn't mean, but it was warm and affectionate, making Tina feel exposed all over again.
"It's cute," Poki said, settling beside Tina and bumping her shoulder gently. "You're cute."
Tina buried her face in her hands. "Oh my god, stop."
"Why?" Rae asked, her tone playful but her eyes sharp. "You loved every second of it."
Tina peeked through her fingers, her face burning. She couldn't deny it. They all knew. They had heard her whimper. They had seen her grinding down on him.
Thomas chuckled from his seat, his hand absently stroking Lily's hair. "Leave her alone. She's had a long day."
"Long day?" Rae said, raising an eyebrow. "She's been here for like four hours."
"Eventful day, then," Thomas corrected. His eyes met Tina's across the room. They were dark, steady, and possessive. It wasn't a look you gave a guest. It was a look you gave something you intended to keep.
Tina's stomach flipped.
Poki leaned closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper that sent shivers down Tina's spine. "Did you like it? Being on his lap? Feeling how hard he was?"
Tina's breath caught. She nodded, barely able to form words, the memory of his cock against her ass flooding back. "Yeah."
Poki smiled, satisfied. "Good."
The conversation flowed after that, moving into the easy rhythm of friends who had known each other for years. Rae told a story about a disastrous stream she had done last month, and Lily chimed in with her own embarrassing moment. Tina listened, laughing along, but she felt like she was vibrating on a different frequency. She was here, but she wasn't part of it yet. Not fully.
"Wait, we should play something," Lily said suddenly, sitting up straighter. "Like, actually do something fun."
"What, the movie wasn't enough entertainment?" Rae teased, glancing at Thomas's crotch.
Lily rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean. A game or something."
"Mario Kart?" Poki suggested immediately, her eyes lighting up.
"Yes!" Lily said, already scrambling to her feet. "I'm gonna destroy all of you."
Rae snorted. "You wish. I'm undefeated this month."
"That's a lie," Poki said, grinning. "I beat you last week."
"That doesn't count. You blue-shelled me on the last lap."
"That's literally the point of the blue shell."
Thomas stood, stretching. "Alright, alright. Let's settle this."
They set up on the massive TV. Thomas took the armchair, looking like a king on his throne. Rae and Lily sprawled on the floor in front of him, and Poki pulled Tina down beside her on the couch.
The race started, and the room devolved into chaos. Rae was yelling about getting hit by a red shell, Lily was cackling as she took first place, and Poki was laser-focused.
Tina found herself laughing, actually laughing, as she fumbled through the track, coming in dead last but not caring at all. It felt normal. It felt like the old days. But then she would look up and see Thomas watching her, or notice the collar on Poki's neck glinting in the TV light, and reality would crash back in.
This wasn't a normal sleepover. This was a waiting room.
By the time they finally called it quits, it was late. Nearly eleven.
"I'm starving," Lily announced, flopping back against the couch.
"Same," Rae agreed. "Pizza?"
"Pizza," Thomas confirmed, pulling out his phone.
They migrated to the kitchen to wait for the food. The domesticity of it struck Tina. It was seamless. They moved around Thomas like planets orbiting a sun.
They were about halfway through eating when Thomas's hand landed on Rae's hip, pulling her closer. He didn't ask. He just claimed her. He leaned down, whispering something in her ear that made her eyes light up with a feral kind of hunger.
"We'll be back," Thomas said casually, already guiding Rae toward the hallway.
Rae's grin was wicked as she followed him, not even trying to hide what was about to happen. She practically dragged him.
Tina's stomach twisted. She watched them disappear down the hall, her chest tight with something she didn't want to name. Jealousy. Longing. A sharp, physical ache of wanting to be the one he was taking away to use.
"They're so obvious," Lily said, rolling her eyes fondly as she grabbed another slice.
Poki laughed. "Give them like twenty minutes."
Tina forced herself to look away, focusing on her pizza even though her appetite had vanished.
Poki noticed. Of course she did. She nudged Tina gently. "Hey. You good?"
"Yeah," Tina said quickly. "I'm fine."
Poki studied her for a moment, then smiled softly. "Come on. Let's sit."
They moved to the living room. "So," Poki said, "how are you liking the place so far? Pretty wild, right?"
Tina blinked. "It's... yeah. It's incredible. How did you even manage all this?"
Poki's smile widened, a hint of pride in her eyes. "Took a lot of planning. But I've been wanting to do something like this for years. I had the money saved up, bought the mansion, and set everything up. Then I ran the giveaway to find someone who could... You know. Run things."
"Thomas," Tina said softly.
"Thomas," Poki confirmed. "He won the contest. Flew him out here. And honestly? Best decision I ever made."
Tina's mind was spinning. "So you... You set all of this up because you wanted..."
Poki met her gaze directly, no shame, no hesitation. "I wanted to submit. To someone who got it. Who could give me what I needed?" She paused. "But it's not just for me. That's the best part."
"What do you mean?"
Poki leaned forward. "You know how kinky everyone is, right? Like, we all talk about it online, joke about it, but it's all surface-level. This place? It's a space where people can live out their fantasies without judgment. Without fear."
Tina's chest tightened. "You did all of this for your friends?"
"For all of us," Poki said simply. "I knew what I wanted, but I also knew I wasn't the only one. So many people in our community are curious, are craving something more, but don't have anywhere to explore it. So I made that place."
"That's incredible," Tina whispered.
Poki's eyes met Tina's with knowing warmth. "And now you're here too."
Tina swallowed hard, her face heating. "I don't know if I..."
"You do," Poki said gently. "I saw how you looked at him in the theatre. How did you react when he called you a good girl?" She squeezed Tina's hand. "You want this. And that's okay."
Tina couldn't speak. Her throat was too tight.
About twenty-five minutes later, footsteps echoed down the hallway.
Thomas appeared first, looking perfectly composed. Rae followed a moment later, and Tina's breath caught.
Rae was a mess. Her hair was wild, her face flushed, her shirt wrinkled and barely pulled back on. There were faint marks on her neck, and she walked with a slight unsteadiness, a satisfied grin plastered on her face. She looked thoroughly, happily used.
"Have fun?" Lily asked, smirking.
Rae flopped onto the couch beside her, sighing contentedly. "The best."
Thomas moved to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of water and tossed it to Rae. Then his eyes landed on Tina, and he smiled. It was warm, knowing, as he could see right through her.
"Tina," he said, leaning against the counter. "You planning on heading home tonight?"
Tina blinked, her heart skipping. She hadn't thought about it. The idea of leaving, of going back to her empty apartment, felt wrong somehow.
"I... I don't know," she admitted.
"You can stay," Thomas said, his tone easy. "Guest room's yours if you want it. No pressure."
Tina's breath caught. "Really?"
"Of course," Poki said, squeezing her hand. "We'd love to have you."
Rae grinned lazily from the couch. "Plus, you're way too worked up to drive right now."
Tina's face went red, and the girls laughed.
"Okay," she said softly. "I'll stay."
Thomas just smiled, warm and approving. "Good. I'll show you to the guest room in a bit."
Tina nodded, her chest tight with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She was staying. She wasn't ready for this night to end.
The laughter and chatter in the living room softened as the night wore on. The energetic buzz from earlier faded into a calm, cosy quiet.
"Goodnight, Tina," Poki said, giving her a warm smile. "It's really been great having you."
Tina returned the smile, though a tightness fluttered in her chest. The day's excitement still simmered low inside her, and now, with the house settling down around her, the lingering heat felt almost too much to bear.
Thomas's voice broke through the quiet, smooth and low. "Looks like you're ready to turn in too."
Her breath hitched at the sound. "Yeah," she murmured. "Feels like the day finally caught up with me."
He rose, moving to her side with a confident ease. His arm found her waist, a firm but gentle pressure that sent a shiver through her. "Come with me," Thomas said. "I'll show you where you'll be staying."
At a door midway down the hallway, he stopped. With a tender smile, he swung it open to reveal her room.
The room was stunning, bathed in the soft, golden glow of bedside lamps that had already been turned on. It smelled faintly of lavender and fresh linen. A massive queen bed dominated the centre of the room, piled high with plush pillows and a thick, inviting duvet that looked like a cloud. Heavy velvet curtains were drawn against the night, shutting out the world. On the dresser, a small basket of toiletries sat next to a bottle of water and a single chocolate. It was luxurious, private, and terrifyingly intimate.
"Anything you need is in the basket," he said softly. "And if you want anything else, just ask."
They paused in the doorway, the air thick between them.
"Thank you," Tina whispered, heart pounding.
His smile was slow, understanding. "Sleep well, Tina."
As he turned away and the soft echo of his footsteps faded, she let the door close behind her with a gentle click.
Leaning back against it, she closed her eyes, the quiet filling the space around her even as her body throbbed with unspent desire.
Tina lay back on the bed, her fingers twitching over the thin fabric covering her pussy. The slow heat she'd been feeling all day was now unbearable. It was pressing, aching, desperate for relief. Her hand slid beneath the waistband of her shorts, brushing wet skin, fingertips already slick.
Her mind raced back to the theatre room. She remembered how long she'd sat on Thomas's lap, grinding shyly against him, soaked through, trembling under his hands. She remembered his strong arms holding her, the way his fingers pressed firmly, the low growls he'd whispered just for her.
Her fingers teased her clit, slow circles at first, every touch sending jolts through her. She pictured Thomas's dark eyes locked on hers, the way he'd dominated her. The sharpness of his voice calling her "good girl."
Her breathing hitched as the fantasies grew dirtier. She imagined him pulling her dress up, spanking her bare ass, whispering filthy commands while she begged for more.
The pressure in her core built rapidly. Her hips bucked lightly as her fingers stroked harder, faster. She bit her lip to keep from moaning, but warm gasps escaped anyway. The room faded into nothing but the wet heat spreading beneath her fingertips.
And then, through the rush of her own pulse in her ears, she heard it.
A sound from down the hall.
It was faint at first, a soft thud against a wall, but it was enough to make her freeze. Her hand paused against her clit, her breath catching in her throat. She strained her ears in the silence.
There it was again. A low, guttural groan. And then, unmistakable and sharp, the wet slap of skin on skin.
Tina's heart hammered against her ribs. She shouldn't listen. She should cover her head with a pillow and try to sleep. But her fingers twitched, and the wet heat between her legs pulsed harder.
A high-pitched keen drifted through the air. It was Poki's voice. "Oh god... yes, Master..."
The sound went straight to Tina's core. It wasn't a fantasy anymore. It was real. He was right down the hall, doing exactly what she was imagining, but not to her.
She couldn't stop herself. Her hand moved again, faster this time, fueled by the reality of the sounds. But it wasn't enough. The distance was agonising. She needed to know. She needed to see.
Tina slipped out of bed, her legs trembling. She kept her hand down her shorts, her fingers still working her clit as she moved. The sounds grew louder as she crept toward her door. Wet, rhythmic slapping. Heavy breathing. The undeniable noise of pleasure.
She opened her door just a crack and slipped into the hallway. The carpet muffled her footsteps as she moved toward the source of the noise. The master bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, a sliver of warm light spilling out onto the dark floor.
She pressed herself against the wall just outside the door. Through the narrow crack, she could see everything.
Poki was on top of Thomas, riding his cock hard. Her body bounced with every thrust, tits moving freely, head thrown back in pleasure. Thomas's hands gripped her hips, guiding her. On the bed beside them, Lily was sprawled out on her back, legs spread wide. Rae knelt between them, her head buried between Lily's thighs.
Tina's hand moved faster now, rubbing her clit in tight circles as she watched. Her heart hammered in her chest, arousal mixing with jealousy and raw need. She wanted to be in there. She wanted to be the one on Thomas's cock.
Poki cried out, her voice breaking as she cum. Thomas kept thrusting up into her, relentless.
Tina bit down on her lip to keep from making a sound, her fingers slick and insistent. She could feel herself getting close, the sight in front of her too much to resist. She shouldn't be here. She shouldn't be watching.
But she couldn't tear her eyes away.
Suddenly, Thomas stopped. His head turned toward the door. His eyes, dark and knowing, locked onto the crack where she was hiding.
"Looks like we have a visitor."
Before Tina could react, before she could pull her hand away or step back, the door swung open.
Light spilt into the hallway, illuminating her completely. She stood frozen, eyes wide with panic, her hand still shoved down the front of her black shorts, fingers working furiously just seconds ago.
Her face burned red, mortification crashing over her in waves. She jerked her hand back, pressing it against her thigh as if she could hide what she'd been doing, but it was too late. Her chest was heaving, her skin flushed a deep, undeniable crimson.
Thomas leaned against the doorframe, completely naked, his cock still hard and glistening from Poki's insides. A slow smile spread across his face as he looked her over.
He didn't just look at her face. His gaze travelled down, slow and deliberate. He looked at her white crop top, where her nipples were hard and pressing against the thin fabric. He looked at her bare stomach, rising and falling with panicked breaths.
And then he looked at her shorts.
"You're soaking wet, Tina," he said softly.
Tina followed his gaze and nearly died. There was a dark, damp patch on the front of her black shorts, right where her hand had been. It was unmistakable. It was soaking through the fabric, clinging to her leg. The evidence of her arousal was painted right there for him to see.
"I..." Her voice cracked. She couldn't breathe. Her heart felt like it was going to explode out of her chest. Every instinct screamed at her to run, but her legs felt like lead. She was shaking so hard her teeth nearly chattered. "I wasn't... I didn't mean to..."
"Don't stop on our account," he said, his voice dropping an octave.
Behind him, Poki lifted her head, hair wild, a satisfied grin on her face. Lily and Rae turned to look as well, curiosity and amusement lighting their expressions.
Tina wanted to run. Wanted to disappear. But her feet wouldn't move, rooted to the spot as four pairs of eyes watched her squirm.
Thomas stepped into the hallway light, closing the distance between them. The smell of sex and sweat rolled off him, intoxicating and overwhelming.
"Looks like you've been enjoying yourself, Tina."
His words teased, cutting through her embarrassment with heat. He reached out, his fingers brushing lightly against her arm, sending a jolt through her.
"I... I was just... I wanted to ask where the bathroom was," she lied, her voice shaking so hard it was barely audible. She looked anywhere but at his eyes, staring at his chest, at the defined muscles, at the sweat glistening on his skin.
Thomas smirked, his eyes darkening with amusement as they flicked down to the wet spot on her shorts again. "Bathroom, huh? That's some convenient timing, standing right outside the door with your hands down your pants. Especially when I showed you where the bathroom is hours ago."
Her cheeks flamed. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. Tears of shame, tears of frustration, tears of desperate need. She felt like a child caught stealing, but the punishment she wanted wasn't a scolding.
He stepped closer, voice soft but commanding. "Tina, don't bother pretending. I know exactly what you were doing. You were watching us. And you were touching yourself."
She swallowed hard, looking down at the floor. "I... I wasn't trying to... I just..."
"Just what?" Thomas prompted, his hand moving to cup her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Just wanted to join in?"
"I don't know if I can..." Her voice faltered, uncertainty thick in her tone. Her body was trembling violently now, her knees knocking together. She felt so small next to him, so exposed.
"If you want to join us, all you have to do is ask," he said.
Tina's breath hitched. She looked past him, into the room where the other girls were waiting. They looked so happy. So complete.
"But what if I'm... not ready? Or what if it's too much?"
Thomas smiled softly. "That's okay. There's no rush. But the choice is yours. You can go back to your room... or you can come in here and get what you actually want."
She bit her lip, nerves twisting inside her. She looked at his cock, still hard. She looked at the wet spot on her own shorts.
With a shaky breath, she whispered, "I... I want to."
Thomas's eyes darkened, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his lips. "Then just ask," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Ask me to ruin you."
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. This was it. The point of no return.
Trembling, she met his gaze and whispered, "Please... ruin me."
His smile deepened, approving and fierce. "Good girl."
Thomas didn't hesitate. Before Tina could fully brace herself, his strong arms slid around her waist, lifting her effortlessly off the floor. She let out a startled breath, body trembling as he carried her toward the room.
Inside, the other three girls were glowing with excitement. Poki's eyes sparkled, Lily's lips curled into a sly smile, and Rae's gaze was full of eager anticipation.
The room was bathed in a low, warm light that cast long shadows against the cream colored walls. It smelled of expensive cologne, sweat, and the distinct, musky scent of sex. The massive king-sized bed dominated the space, the silk sheets tangled and pulled half onto the floor, evidence of the activity she'd just interrupted. Mirrors on the far wall reflected the scene at her, doubling the intimacy and making the space feel like a private world she was finally being allowed to enter.
As Thomas held her close, Tina felt every flash of nervousness she'd carried all day melt away. In his arms, everything seemed to settle. Being cradled like this, close and warm, felt right. It was as if every doubt was swept away, replaced by a deep, burning certainty that she belonged here.
Thomas set her down on the edge of the massive bed. "Alright," he said, his voice carrying that familiar edge of command. "Let's see what we have here. Strip her down for me."
Four sets of hands moved at once. Poki's fingers found the hem of Tina's crop top. "Look at you," Poki murmured. "So perfectly proportioned."
Tina's breath hitched. She'd spent three days obsessing over this moment. Her skin was hypersensitive, every brush of their fingers sending sparks through her nerves.
Poki's hands slid up, pulling the top over Tina's head, and her fingers immediately went to Tina's breasts. "And these perfect little tits," Poki breathed, cupping them.
"Let me see," Rae said, her hands working the button of Tina's shorts. She tugged them down, revealing Tina's high-waisted black panties, which were soaked through with arousal. "Oh, fuck," Rae whispered, seeing the mess Tina had made of herself. "You really were enjoying the show, weren't you?"
Lily's hands slipped the panties down Tina's legs. "She's shaved," Lily noted, her voice soft with awe. "Completely bare. Such a good girl."
Tina's face burned, but the embarrassment was laced with a perverse pride. They were cataloguing her body like she was a new toy.
Thomas's voice cut through their explorations. "That's enough playing for now, girls. Lily, I need your collar."
Lily unclasped the leather band from her own neck, the 'Puppyslut' tag glinting as she handed it to Thomas.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" Thomas asked, holding the collar up. "You saw these collars, and you couldn't stop thinking about them."
Tina's throat tightened. "Yes," she whispered. "I couldn't stop. I watched Poki's stream over and over. I wanted that feeling so badly."
"And now you get to wear one," Thomas said, moving behind her. The clasp clicked shut, and the weight of it settled against her collarbone. "Consider it a loaner. You'll get your own eventually."
The tag rested in the hollow of her throat. She was finally here. She was finally his.
Thomas sat back against the headboard, his cock thick and hard. "Now," he said, his voice carrying the weight of command. "Show me what you learned watching us."
Tina moved forward on her knees. Poki's hand guided her head down. "Come on, I'll help you, slow at first," she whispered.
Tina's mouth opened, stretching wide to accommodate his girth. The visual of his cock up close was overwhelming. It was thick, veined, and angry, the head glistening with a drop of precum. It looked too big for her, but the sight only made her wetter.
She lowered her head, taking the tip into her mouth. The taste was salty and musky, overwhelming her senses. She pushed forward, her jaw aching as she took the head between her lips. The stretch was immediate. She wrapped her lips around him, trying to relax her throat as she bobbed her head down an inch, then two.
"That's my good girl," Thomas breathed, his hand tangling in her hair. He pulled her head down further, forcing more of his length into her mouth. "Take it deeper."
She gagged slightly as he hit the back of her throat, her eyes watering. Saliva pooled in her mouth, coating his shaft as she tried to accommodate him. She used her tongue to swirl around the sensitive ridge of the head, trying to please him, trying to show him she could do this.
Poki's hands were on her breasts, pinching her nipples, giving her something to focus on other than the massive intrusion in her mouth. Every sensation was amplified by her excitement. She was finally here, finally living what she'd only fantasised about.
"Look at her," Rae murmured. "So eager. She's been waiting for this moment for days."
Tina's cheeks hollowed as she sucked, the suction creating a wet, sloppy sound that echoed in the room. The tag on her collar jingled softly with every movement, a constant reminder of who she belonged to.
"Poki," Thomas grunted. "Play with her clit. I want her absolutely dripping by the time I'm inside her."
Poki's hand slipped between Tina's thighs. Her fingers found the slick, swollen nub and began to rub in circles. The touch was electric. Tina's hips bucked involuntarily, her moan muffled by Thomas's cock.
"Please," she gasped, pulling off his cock for a second, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his shaft. She was panting, her eyes wide and pleading as she looked up at him. "Please, Master... I need it. I need you to fill me up. I can't take it anymore." Her voice was thick with desperation, her hips grinding forward as if trying to impale herself on him.
"Maybe tomorrow," Thomas said, pulling back suddenly, his voice teasing but firm. "Tonight, you learn to take my cock in your cunt. On the bed. On your back."
The girls helped her up. Thomas positioned himself between her thighs. "Look at me," he commanded.
Tina's eyes met his, wide with anticipation.
"I've wanted it since the first clip," Tina whispered. "I want it so much I can barely breathe."
"Good," he said, and pushed in.
He lined the head of his cock up with her entrance. She was wet, dripping, but he was huge. As he pushed forward, her body stretched to accommodate him. The sensation was intense, a feeling of being filled, stretched to her absolute limit.
"Oh fuck," she gasped, her back arching off the bed. Her hands clutched at the sheets. "Oh fuck, please..."
"Please, what?" Thomas asked, not stopping. He pushed deeper, burying his length inside her inch by inch.
"Please don't stop, I need it..."
Thomas pushed deeper, and Tina felt like she was being split open. The friction was incredible, the heat of him inside her overwhelming. The pain was morphing into a deep, throbbing pleasure that radiated from her core.
"Good girl," Thomas breathed, his hips beginning to move. He pulled out almost all the way, then thrust back in with a wet, slapping sound. "Such a tight little cunt."
"Please," she whimpered into Poki's mouth as Poki kissed her to muffle her cries. "Please can I cum, please..."
"Not yet," Thomas grunted. "Hold it."
He established a rhythm, pounding into her with heavy, relentless strokes. Her body shook with every impact, her breasts bouncing, her thighs quivering. Rae's fingers on her clit moved faster, teasing her, bringing her to the edge over and over again, only to have Thomas's thrusts distract her.
The sensations were too much. She was overstimulated, overwhelmed, and completely lost in the pleasure.
"Please!" Tina screamed, tearing her mouth from Poki's. "Please, I can't..."
"Hold it," Thomas commanded again. "You will hold it until I say."
Tina sobbed, forcing the orgasm back. She'd wanted this control, this denial. She wanted to surrender everything to him.
Thomas's thrusts became erratic, faster, harder. He was close. "Now," he grunted. "Cum now, Kitten. Show me how much you've been craving this."
The permission was the key that turned in a lock. Tina's orgasm ripped through her, a screaming, shattering thing that left her vision whiting out. Her inner muscles clamped down on his cock, milking him.
She felt Thomas pulse inside her, felt him fill her with heat, felt him pull out and paint the final rope across her stomach. It was everything she'd fantasised about and more. It was more intense, more real, more perfect.
The other girls moved instantly. Poki's mouth found Tina's, kissing her deeply, sharing the taste of Thomas's cock. "You were incredible," Poki whispered. "Everything you dreamed of?"
"Better," Tina breathed, still trembling. "So much better."
Lily's tongue licked the cum from Tina's stomach, gathering it to share in a messy kiss. "You took him so well. Such a good Kitten."
Rae's fingers scooped the cum from Tina's tits, feeding it to her own mouth, then kissing Tina to share the taste. "Welcome to the family," she murmured. "You've earned it."
"Good girl," Thomas breathed, collapsing beside her. "My perfect little Kitten."
Poki arranged herself on Tina's other side, her hand resting on the collar. "Sleep now," she whispered. "You're home."
Lily curled up at their feet, her head on Tina's ankle. Rae tucked herself against Thomas's back, her arm thrown over all of them.
The last thing Tina felt before sleep claimed her was Thomas's hand on her collar, his voice a whisper: "You can wear that for now. You'll get your own eventually."
She did, her dreams finally fulfilled.