Easy to remain where I am, easy to obey Wintergreen and simply do what I had wished to do in the first place.

Slade shuddering under me, moving, pressing hungrily against Wintergreen's body as his hands tighten on my back is... I bury the laugh in the back of my mind and give Slade the pleasure instead, the joy of having him again.

If I must share him, if there is someone else in our bed, I could not have asked for a better partner than Wintergreen. I do not lift my head from Slade's mouth, but it is almost too easy to move, to reach my hand out and lay it on Wintergreen's chest, splaying my fingers to feel him under my palm.