...
"...hey," you groggily croak out as you wake up, pleasantly surprised by Hafu's smiling face inches from yours.
"Hi."
"..."
"Can I get up?"
You look around, realizing that you had crawled on top of her in your sleep.
"Oh, oops." You get up, letting her slide out from under your arms.
She checks her phone, gasping at the first notification.
"Oh! It's today?"
"Huh?"
"The wedding! It's this afternoon! Shit, I have to get my hair done!"
She scampers to her closet, quickly finding something to put on.
"Sorry to leave so soon, but I have to go."
"Don't worry. I'll see you at the wedding?"
"Yeah. Bye." She says, kissing you on the cheek and walking to her bathroom.
...
Woah. This place is wild.
You slowly turn in a circle, eyeing the high-end venue.
You yelp as a pair of arms wrap around you from behind.
"Guess who?" Rae's smooth voice whispers into your ear.
You turn around, gasping as you eye her up and down, noticing how her dress curved perfectly at her waist and extended down to the floor, giving her an elegant appearance.
"Rae! You look gorgeous!"
She blushes, turning to her side and striking a pose.
"YOU look gorgeous!" She says, impressively raising an eyebrow while eyeing up your fresh suit.
"Oh, come on. I don't even know if I'll be able to keep my eyes on the ceremony with you standing up there, you beautiful bridesmaid," you respond, making her shake her head and bat you on the arm.
"RAE! HOLY SHIT!"
You turn around to see some of the other bridesmaids and guests approach, and you smile as they all squeal in delight at the sight of each other dressed up.
Well, I have some time to kill. What to do...
Your thoughts go to Miyoung and the events that had transpired a few days earlier.
Maybe she's here. I should find her and apologize.
You walk to the corners of the venue, opening a few doors and peeking behind them.
Oh! She's here! Wow, she looks...
Your train of thought stops as you see Toast walk to her, carrying two drinks.
She smiles as she accepts one, and he sits across from her, both of them quickly getting into a conversation.
You feel your heart begin to pound at the sight, and you quickly turn away, not wanting to be caught staring.
...maybe I'll come back later...
No. I should apologize to Toast too.
Before you can doubt yourself anymore, you walk up to them, taking a seat beside them without asking.
Miyoung stops talking and eyes you curiously, while Toast visibly scowls.
"I'm sorry," you blurt, realizing you had no idea what you wanted to say besides that.
"To both of you. Miyoung, it's not your fault that... everything happened, and I'm sorry that you got dragged into it. And Toast... I'm sorry for what I said to you. It wasn't fair of me to say. I'm sorry that I created this... rift between us," you finish.
"..."
Surprisingly, Toast is the first to respond.
"...It's alright. I've been thinking about it for a while too, and I shouldn't have acted how I did either. I'm sorry too," he coolly replies, nodding.
"Yeah, I... I'm ok now," Miyoung follows, "...thanks for coming over and saying this. I'm glad you two are ok now..."
You nod, feeling a weight lifted off of your shoulders. You all sit there for a few minutes more in peaceful silence, thinking.
"Want a drink?" Toast asks, his gaze returning to you.
"Oh, no thanks. I'll be getting plenty drunk at the afterparty," you say, smiling.
He smiles, swirling the liquid around in his glass. "Sounds good."
...
You go around opening more doors, mostly out of boredom.
Maybe I'll check upstairs. I haven't seen anyone up there except some venue staff - I wonder what's up there.
You climb the polished white stairs, walking to the center pavilion and overlooking the tables and stage below.
You look around, seeing the occasional half-opened box on the otherwise empty floor. A glint in the corner of your eye catches your attention.
Is that... a handle? It blends in so well, I almost didn't see that there was a door there...
You walk around to the front corner, twisting the tiny knob and pushing.
The door opens smoothly, and your jaw drops as you see the inside.
It's... a bedroom. With...
You gulp as you see the soft satin sheets, pillows with heart covers, and a comforter on top of a large mattress, an embroidered overhang over the bed, and a fluffy carpet underneath it all.
Oh my... Do Wendy and Abe know about this?
You cautiously step in, looking behind you to see that no one was looking.
I can still smell the lingering scent of disinfectant. This must have been cleaned recently.
So... this must have been prepared specifically for someone...
You almost chuckle at the thought of the couple planning this out.
Well, I suppose that's one way to end your wedding. But why didn't they just use a hotel room?
Oh... probably for the same reason we couldn't stay in one. All booked out.
Wow. Well, I definitely wasn't supposed to find this.
You step out, shutting the door gently behind you, and see that everyone had already made their way to their seats.
You scamper down the stairs, catching a few odd glances.
You quickly find your seat at your table at the front of the venue, sitting down just as the best man begins his speech.
"Where were you?" Imane asks from next to you, crossing her legs.
You do a double-take, almost forgetting how flawless she could look in a dress.
"Sorry I'm late. Did I miss much?"
"Not really. I got you an appetizer. Eat up," she says, turning away from you.
"Thanks, mom," you say, gently picking up her hand and giving it a kiss.
She blushes and shakes her head as she keeps her gaze on the speaker, making you smile at her cute expression.
You listen to the rest of the speech, silently enjoying your appetizer and applauding at the end.
...
Everyone stands as Wendy enters, gasps resounding around the room as she elegantly walks down the aisle with the ceremonial accompaniment walking proudly by her side. Abe, who was already standing on the platform, barely seems to breathe as he sees his wife-to-be walk toward him, her long white veil hypnotically swaying as she moved.
The officiant starts the process, and you all listen intently as Abe begins his speech.
You look to your left at the rest of the room, seeing everyone leaning in as he begins speaking. But your attention is drawn in by a sight you barely manage to catch under a tablecloth.
Toast... his hand is on... Miyoung's thigh...
You look up at their faces, and you see that they were listening in as well. But you can't break your attention from Toast's hand, gently resting high up on her leg.
...they can do whatever they want. Miyoung and I aren't exclusively dating each other, and I would be a hypocrite to say that she shouldn't do what she wants, with whomever she wants.
But...
You force yourself to turn away, but your head swirls with thoughts that you find hard to silence.
Eventually, you get past the sight, rejoicing with the rest of the crowd as the wedding vows finish.
The officiant says his final words, and you see a few people wiping tears from their eyes as the couple on stage says their final "I do."
You smile as they look at each other, forgetting about the rest of the world as they stare into each other's eyes and lean in for a kiss.
Imane grabs your hand as she witnesses their sweet moment, not even realizing what she was doing.
When Abe and Wendy finally pull away and get off stage, everyone stands up, giving one final cheer to the newlyweds as they walk down together.
...
"TIME TO PARTYYYYY!" Wendy yells, making everyone cheer as they rush for the alcohol in another room of the venue.
You head there, practically getting shoved backward by a figure in front of you.
"Tina! It's been a while!"
"..."
She doesn't respond, as she's busy downing a shot, then picking up another and throwing it back as well.
"Oh..."
"Huh?" She says, scrunching her face as she swallows the bitter alcohol.
"I said it's been a while!"
"Yeah! I'm gonna get so drunk!" She says, excitedly, as she skips away to get another drink, leaving you alone.
"...I can see that..." You take a seat, planning to wait for the crowd to think out a little before you get a drink.
"Now who might this be, all alone over here?"
You smile as you recognize a familiar voice from behind you.
"Hey, Hafu," you say, as you notice her holding out a drink.
"Not in the mood?" She asks, seeing your hesitation.
"No, I was planning on getting one. Thanks," You say, gently accepting the drink.
You sip it slowly, feeling the alcohol burn its way down your throat.
"What did you think of the ceremony?" She asks.
"It was cute. You were right - weddings are really memorable, even when they're not your own."
She nods, smiling. "Yup, they're always incredible experiences."
"..."
"Hey, um..."
"Huh?"
"I think they want you to come over," she says, pointing. You follow the direction of her finger until your gaze lands on Leslie, Kyedae, and Brooke, who were trying to get your attention.
You get ready to stand up, then look back at Hafu, feeling bad for ditching her so soon.
"Don't worry about me," she says, reading your expression, "We'll both have our own fun."
You smile, wanting to kiss her but holding back.
She nods in response, and you walk toward the girls.
Leslie practically leaps into your arms, wrapping you up in a kiss.
"Leslie!" You yelp, looking around in alarm. "People will see!"
Leslie pulls away but keeps her arms around you.
"Oh, everyone already knows..." Brooke answers as she steps up and kisses you on the cheek.
"Wait, what?"
"Yeah! She revealed the break-up publicly quite a while ago. I'm surprised you didn't hear about it," Kyedae follows, giving you a side hug.
"Oh..."
You look down, recognizing the scent of Leslie's breath.
"How much have you drank already?" You ask.
"I started... before the reception... She says, giggling in her moderate drunkenness.
"Yup..." Kyedae whispers into your ear. "I asked her to reconsider coming to a wedding due to everything she'd been through the past few months, but she insisted for some reason..."
"This could've been meeeee..." Leslie sadly lets out with a pout, reminding herself of why she had started drinking so early.
You pat her head in sympathy as she rests on you for support, making her smile and close her eyes in temporary bliss.
"How have you two been?" You ask, directing your gaze toward the other two gorgeous girls.
"I've been great," Brooke starts, a smile on her face. "100 Thieves stuff is doing well, and I'm really happy," she says, her infectious grin growing on you.
"Me too," Kyedae says, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "I... Honestly, besides the fact that I haven't spent as much time as I would have liked to with you lately, everything's been smooth..."
"That's... amazing to hear. I'm glad both of you are doing so well. Not to mention, both of you look even more stunning than I remember. Those dresses are absolutely made for you," you reply.
Brooke grins warmly, and Kyedae turns her head to the floor. Noticing this, Brooke jumps on the opportunity to tease her.
"Aww, a little smooth-talking has you blushing? Oh, poor Kyedae needs some more love in her life..."
"Hey! You did the same!" She responds, snapping her eyes back up.
"I did not!"
You chuckle at the exchange, seeing that the alcohol was barely starting to affect them too.
"What about me?"
"Hmm?" You turn to your left, seeing Leslie rubbing her eyes.
"How do I look?"
You do a once-over, seeing her gorgeous black hair curled into strands that twisted down to her bare shoulders, and her simple, elegant, and tight-fitted dress that didn't leave many of her curves to the imagination.
"You look... really sexy," you whisper into her ear, making her instantly snap to attention as your words cut through the fog in her mind.
She opens her mouth, but nothing comes out.
"...oh..." She finally says, failing to hide how hot she was getting at your sharp gaze, egged on by the alcohol coursing through her veins. You can't help but giggle at how easily you could tease her.
...
As night turned into early morning, people slowly started to stagger out, and the crowd began to thin by the hour until it reached 2 in the morning. The only people left were close friends of the newlyweds, most of whom you knew well.
Everyone remaining was either drunk, drop-dead exhausted, or both, and the atmosphere of the party, while still loud and energetic, was beginning to die down.
Your head swirls with a heavy, pleasant buzz.
"Alright, Lily, I should probably go now," you say, giving her one last hug before stepping away from her, holding on to a table to support your alcohol-induced imbalance.
"Awww, ok. Haaaave fun..." Lily slurs out, barely managing to walk away to another group without collapsing.
Turning around, you see Leslie pouring herself yet another drink.
"Leslie!" You say, running to catch her as her grip on a bar chair slips. Elsewhere in the room, you hear a crash as someone trips and falls.
Is everyone drunk out of their minds?
I mean, I am too... but this is almost a safety hazard!
"Oh, hey, babyyyy..." Leslie says, wrapping her arms around your neck.
"Hi. Do you want to head home now?" You ask.
"Or... We could make out in a corner?" She bluntly requests, taking you aback and making you reconsider leaving so soon.
"Well, um... maybe somewhere else?"
"Uh, come on! Look arooound!" She says in exasperation.
Confused, you do as she says, and your jaw drops as you rub your eyes, finally seeing what had previously just been a blur.
Several couples and random pairs were making out, some on the dance floor, others at dining tables in the corners of the venue, and others on nearby couches, each of them completely ignoring the rest of the world around them.
How did I not... see this?
You look closer, seeing Tina and Brooke having fun with each other in a corner, while Rae and Janet's hands were running quite low on each other's bodies as their lips swapped kisses. You feel your hormones start to flare as you see more and more pairs getting it on, and Leslie's smooth hands rubbing along your shirt only increase the feeling.
Holy...
"Come on, baby... I want you..." Leslie whispers, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand as her lips brush your ear with a soft kiss.
You turn around and meet her lips with yours, hearing her let out a squeal of delight as she finally feels your taste.
You push further, kissing deeper into her mouth as your hands naturally start to roam over the curves you had been admiring earlier.
But after a whole day of drinking, she didn't have the faculties to resist what she really craved, and her hand instantly moves to your crotch, rubbing you through your pants.
"Leslie..." You groan, knowing exactly where this was going, and liking it.
"Come ooon, it's been soo long..."
A thought flares into your head, and your eyes widen at the prospect.
"Leslie, let's go upstairs. There's... somewhere we can go."
"Carry me?" She asks.
Leaning over, you scoop up her butt with one hand and her upper back with the other and carry her bridal style up the stairs, focusing intently to make sure you keep your balance.
You look to your right, your blurry vision barely parting for you to see Poki look up at you curiously from across the stairwell.
You set Leslie down as you reach the hidden door, but she doesn't give you a chance to reach for it, as she pushes you against the wall with surprising strength and unbuckles your pants, fishing her hand down for her prize.
"Leslie! Not out here!" You hiss.
She doesn't listen, as she yanks down your pants and immediately gets to work, engorging herself with your cock and quickly bringing you up to full mast with her tongue and lips.
You start to get weak in the knees from the feeling, and she only goes deeper, her mind focused on getting as much of you inside her as she could.
You look over the top of her bobbing head and down below, hoping that no one was seeing Leslie's sloppy, yet incredible, work.
But Imane was still staring at you, her face now carrying a completely different expression.
She takes a seat at the closest table nearby, and her elbow gyrates back and forth, following the motion her hand was making through her dress beneath the table view. She bites her lip as she watches Leslie go down on you.
You look down at Leslie and see her pretty gaze staring back at you, the sight making you want her even more.
She continues her devoted effort, oblivious to the woman watching you two from downstairs, who was mere moments away from running up to join you two.
You finally generate the strength to pull Leslie off of you, and you grab the door, swing it open, and collapse inside, the soft, carpeted floor taking the impact of Leslie falling on you.
...
Imane looks to the right, quickly removing her hand and covering herself before she could be caught by an approaching guest.
She rushes the formalities, ending the small talk as quick as she could to get back to the main attraction of the moment.
But when she looks up again, you're nowhere to be seen.
Huh? Where did they...
...
Leslie pulls her dress up and over her head and tosses it aside, then tears off her bra and pushes aside her panties.
She sits down on your cock on her third try, getting all the way down and feeling you split her from the inside.
She slowly humps you, leaning forward to kiss you...
She screams and pulls back, staring straight ahead.
You crane your head back from your place on the floor, immediately realizing what you two had stumbled upon.
Wendy and Abe, both clearly drunk beyond reason, were still going at it, Abe thrusting into her from behind on the bed while the overhang covered part of their nude bodies.
The scream, however, finally alerted them to your presence, and they both freeze like deer in headlights, staring at the two new arrivals.
Oh fuck.
Maybe I should've guessed that they'd be here by now...
You look up at Leslie, expecting to get off of you any second. Instead, she lifts her hips up and gently sets them down, softly moaning as she feels you max out inside her. She does it once more, and you realize she wasn't planning on stopping..Placing her hands on your chest for support, she slowly pumps you, her blurry gaze fixed on the sight in front of her.
Abe and Wendy only get hornier at the sight, and their thrusting restarts, Wendy releasing a series of moans as she plants her face into the blanket.
No one says a word aside from several gasps of pleasure. All four of you are drowning in bliss, and none of you want to stop, despite how taboo it was.
Leslie wraps her hands around you and dives into your neck, kissing and gently biting it as your hands reach around her and caress her.
Her hips have a mind of their own, thrusting down into you as they move in slow circles. You match her pace, ensuring every part of her got hit with a wave of pleasure.
Her grip on you tightens as her walls clamp down around you, and her nails dig into your back.
You force yourself to hold back despite every urge begging you to join her in her release.
She cries out in ecstasy as she rides out her high, her thighs squeezing your waist.
She gets off, her legs barely sustaining themselves, and she lays on her stomach on the soft carpet, spreading her legs behind her to let you take control.
You get behind her, now getting a much better view of the couple on the bed.
You begin to insert yourself into Leslie's opening, but she puts a hand back and stops you.
"Huh?"
"The... other one... please," she groans out, her brain struggling to form words.
You wet your finger with her juices and lubricate her asshole before aligning yourself and slowly pushing in. The alcohol made her body less resistant, and she readily accepts your cock.
In only a few seconds, you become fully buried inside of her, her knuckles turning white as she squeezes the fibers of the carpet.
As you begin thrusting, you revel in the tight sensation, feeling her ass trying to milk you with every stroke.
You look up at Wendy, seeing her large breasts bounce hypnotically as she continues being pounded from behind.
She looks back at you, and your eyes both roam over each other's body, your thoughts entering a forbidden territory as you consider what each other's body would feel like.
You lean forward, Leslie's smooth, arched back enticing you to leave a trail of kisses along it.
You reach her neck and plant your lips on it, sucking tightly.
"Mmm... pull.. my hair..." She groans out, desperate for more.
Wrapping up her delicately curly hair in your hands, you happily ruin an hour of expensive salon work as you yank her head back, the feeling exhilarating both of you.
The completely new sensation makes her tremble, as your cock ramming into her tightest hole brings her closer to the edge of a second orgasm.
She doesn't hold back this time, howling into the carpet as she cums, her body nearly shutting off from the exertion, but the pleasure keeping her awake.
"Come... here..." Wendy manages to get out, gesturing for Abe to stop for a few seconds.
"Huh?" You ask.
Wendy looks at Leslie, a horny grin growing on her face.
"Come here..." She demands, her voice raspy with desire.
Leslie crawls onto the bed, moving up to meet Wendy. Leslie looks uncertain, not sure of what Wendy wanted. But in an instant, their lips lock, and both of them giggle in delight.
You can't contain yourself at the sight, and you get behind Leslie once more, inserting yourself into whatever hole you got to first. Wendy and Leslie's kiss becomes increasingly sloppy as both of their bodies resume getting pounded from behind.
You throw your head back as you feel yourself reach the brink, ready to finally climax and let it loose deep inside of Leslie.
You close your eyes, preparing yourself.
They snap open as a loud thump sounds from the other side of the room.
You look over, seeing Abe's unconscious body lying on the floor. His chest rises and falls, quelling your biggest worry.
You pull out of Leslie and look around, unsure of what to do.
But Wendy knows exactly what she wants, and now there are only two people left to give it to her.
She leaps up and wraps her arms around Leslie, pulling the larger girl completely on top of her. Their bodies rub and touch as their hands roam to each other's privates, neither of them questioning it.
"But..." You start to say.
"He'll... be... fine..." Wendy moans out as she goes after Leslie's neck.
You crawl onto the bed, knowing that it was wrong to keep going, but far too close to a release to care.
Wendy looks at you, practically drooling as she eyes your cock in full glory for the first time.
She gently pushes Leslie off of her, spreading her legs and turning toward you.
"Wendy! This is..." You yelp, not expecting her to offer herself to you so readily, if at all.
Your voice trails off as her hands massage her breasts, her cheeks flushing red as she silently begs for you to fill her up with her lusty gaze. Her wet, pink slit is devastatingly attractive, and she beckons to you with a finger. Before you can even think about stopping yourself, your lips are on hers, your hands are squeezing her breasts, and you've pushed yourself inside of her. Her legs wrap around your waist to keep you there.
"YES! Yes, just like that!" She moans out after pulling away from your lips. Leslie quickly joins you two, leaning over to make out with you as she spreads her legs and turns Wendy's head to lick her down below.
Your thrusts pick back up again, and you feel yourself already getting close to a release, the adrenaline of the situation pushing you further.
All three of you thrust erratically, begging for a satisfying final release.
You feel yourself getting close, and you grip Wendy's thigh and hip, your pace becoming frantic.
"Fuck, so close..." Wendy says, panting. "Give it to me..."
"Wendy... I don't know..."
"I was promised some cum tonight," Wendy says, her sultry voice driving you to the edge, "and I'm gonna fucking get some," she groans, her thighs squeezing you tightly.
Her words push you over the brink, and you release your seed deep inside her, a wave of incredible euphoria washing over you as you finally orgasm.
She gasps at the warm feeling filling her up, and she keeps her legs around you, craving as much as she could get.
The world becomes a blur, and you collapse forward onto Wendy's chest, the soft pillows on her chest breaking your fall.
...
"That was..." Leslie starts, breathless.
"Hot," Wendy finishes.
"Wait... is he awake?" Leslie says.
"Abe?"
"No..." She shakes your shoulder, trying to wake you up.
"Aww, I guess it finally got to him too. It's ok. He can sleep on me for a little while," Wendy says, giggling.
"Ooh, can I sleep on you too?" Leslie jokingly asks, laughing.
"Oh, yes please!"
"...Wait, really?"
...
Leslie opens her eyes, instantly regretting it.
She clutches her head, regretting the previous night's drinking.
Well... at least it ended on a very good note...
She giggles to herself, getting excited at the memory that she would start thinking of every night for weeks afterward.
Wendy wakes up beside her, rubbing her eyes.
The sight of you and Wendy, as well as Abe still lying on the floor, brings back in even more vivid detail the unexpected turn of events last night, and with it, a burning thought.
"Wendy..."
"Hmm?"
"Will Abe... be ok with what happened?"
"Hmm... well, he better be."
"Huh!?!"
"I'm just kidding. But really, I don't think he'll mind. He did promise to... well, to do me good yesterday, and since he passed out while trying... well, I think he'd be glad that I found another option."
"Although..." She reconsiders, "Maybe I should tell him it was just us. No need to get him jealous of another guy."
"Hmm, good idea," Leslie affirms.
"Maybe we should try waking them up," Wendy says.
"Hmm..." Leslie responds, hesitating.
"You don't want to?"
"Well... we could... I don't know... make out for a bit?" Leslie suggests as she leans into Wendy, the sight of Wendy's nude form making her excited and greedy. "Once they wake up, I don't know if that'll be an option..."
"Leslie!"
"What?"
"Damn, girl, you're sly and sexy..." Wendy says, shaking her head as she pulls Leslie in for a kiss.