Praise Me [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 4

Waking up with slick running down my thighs and an aching c**k wasn't how I envisioned my morning going.

It was surely the artwork I was looking at last night before I went to bed. Scrolling through my twitter feed last night, I stumbled across one of my favorite artists' new posts.

She was a hybrid who usually only posted nsfw content focused on our kind. Her new post was a beautifully sketched out hybrid, pressed between two humans as they filled him up with their largely drawn c***s.

This led to a rather vivid dream, with me in a similar position of the drawn hybrid.

Pulling back the covers, I moaned in self pity when there was a dark spot on my sheets. My thighs were sticky with slick and there was a very noticeable bulge tenting my boxers.

I mentally prayed Declan wasn't home so I could quickly wash them and pretend I didn't have a wet dream about his two closest friends.

My phone started blaring next to my ear, scaring me shitless and making my ears flatten from the abrupt noise. Blinking blearily at the screen, I quickly sat up with wide eyes when Caesar's name flashed across the screen.

I did another double take when I saw what time it was, almost three o'clock. Was the dream that good?

"Hello?"

It was quiet for a moment before a hushed whisper sounded through, clearly not meant for me. I recognized Morgan's voice in the background before Caesar's voice addressed me. "You're still coming over, right?"

My mind went blank for a moment before promptly having a mini panic attack. "Oh! Yes!" I ripped the blankets off me and stumbled out of bed.

How could I oversleep the one time they invite me over without Declan?

"I was just about to leave the house!" Throwing my closet door open, I hurriedly grabbed a sweater and jeans.

"You don't need to rush," He laughed softly, surely hearing my panicked shuffling, "we were just worried is all." I mentally groaned at how I was supposed to be at their apartment almost an hour ago. "Do you want us to pick you up?"

After wiping down my thighs, my boner having quickly died from the panic, I shoved my legs in the jeans and slid the sweater over my head. "No, no it's okay. It's not that far."

Glancing in my mirror, I took note of how flushed my face was and silently prayed it would go away before I got there. Not letting myself linger on the thought, I grabbed my bag and stuffed a few things I probably wouldn't need in it.

"Are you okay?" His voice held a twinge of worry. "We can do this some other time if-"

"No!" I quickly interrupted, and almost whined from how eager I sounded. "Um, no, it's okay. I just- I'm on my way, don't worry!"

"Alright, if you're sure~" I could almost hear the grin on his face. "Stay on the phone with me while you walk, yeah?"

"Mhm." After locking the door, my tail wagged from the simple thought of seeing them.

"Good boy." I stopped, shock coursing through me, before immediate delight followed. A soft noise fell from my lips as my tail wagged faster.

It didn't take me long to reach their apartment complex, Caesar's steady voice keeping my company the whole time. We hung up when I finally made it in the elevator before I let out an excited breath.

I haven't seen either of them since Declan had his little get together but we've been texting non stop. It started with Morgan putting us in a group chat and sending cute little good mornings texts until we were eventually sending steady texts back and forth.

None of us brought up the kiss incident. Why would they? It was just a joke. Still, it lingered as a constant in the back of my mind.

Do you want me to kiss you, he'd said.

Caesar was the one to open the door, smile widening after he let me in. "Sorry I came late." I apologized sheepishly, desperately trying not to think about why I was late.

"It's okay." He assured and patted my head. "Morgan overslept anyways."

Morgan popped up behind Caesar, wrapping his arms around his waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. "He's lying. I was up first."

I looked away from the display of affection, not feeling jealous, but oddly fond. "Here." I thrusted the folder in my hand forward and Caesar took it. "Um, since you got me something last time, I brought this."

I nervously watched as he opened the folder and smiled at the drawing. "You drew this?" A gingerly nod. "This must've taken a while." He finally looked up from the drawing when Morgan took it. "Thank you."

He reached out and rubbed my head, even scratching behind my ears a bit. I couldn't help leaning into his touch and he grinned, continuing the soft pets.

"We'll have to hang it up." Morgan decided firmly, nodding to himself.

"You don't have to do that." I objected shyly.

"Of course we do." He waved off. "You made this for us and it looks so good." I shied away from the praise, flushing from the attention.

Caesar took the folder back and set it on the kitchen counter. "How long did that take you? There's so much detail."

"Ah," I scratched my cheek awkwardly, "I've actually been working on it for a few weeks." They both looked surprised so I quickly added, "Not constantly! Just- um, I was going to give it to you either way but this was a good excuse..." I trailed off with a nervous laugh.

Morgan threw an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into his side. "You're too cute~ How could we possibly not hang it up now?"

Caesar agreed with a soft hum. "We'll buy a frame."

"And lights."

"Mm, good idea. Maybe a display case too."

"Oh, we could point the lights at the display case so it lights up."

"We could put it right in the living room, so when people walk in it's the first thing they see."

I let out a whine when they just kept adding onto each other idea's and Caesar smirked. "We're just teasing you," He assured when he noticed how red I'd gotten. "we'll probably put it in our room."

Morgan stepped away from me to open their fridge. "Are you hungry? You just woke up right?"

"Uhh," would they believe me if I said no? "Yes, please." He let out a thoughtful hum and pulled a few things out to set on the counter. "I can help."

"It's alright, you just sit there and look pretty."

I let out a soft noise and sat at one of their barstools. Caesar leaned against the island counter, and gestured towards my oversized sweater. "This is cute. I've never seen you wear it."

I looked down, having barely looked at it when I threw it on earlier, and felt the soft material. "Oh yeah, I just got it."

"Do you like things like that?"

"Mhm, they're more comfortable and they don't catch on my ears when I put them on."

His lips twitched up. "It looks nice on you."

My shoulders hunched, slightly curling into myself. "Thank you."

Caesar was dressed in a black hoodie along with some joggers, while Morgan wore a very fitted black tank top and sweatpants. They were both dressed comfortably. "Aren't you cold?"

Morgan glanced up when he realized I was talking to him and shook his head. Caesar rolled his eyes but eyed his boyfriend fondly. "He barely wears clothes when he's at home. I had to make him put that on."

"I get hot easily." He defended while tying his hair up. He left the back down, only tying the top part back.

While Morgan made us a delayed lunch, with Caesar helping now and then, conversation flowed easily. It didn't feel awkward like I thought it might, without Declan. In fact, I felt a little more at ease, not having to worry about what I said in front of my brother.

I was hesitant to tell him I was seeing them, last night. He seemed surprised for a moment before telling me to have fun. It was surprising how he didn't grill me for times, places, and who would be there but then again, they were his best friends. He probably didn't think much of it. Not that there was anything to think of, nothing was going to happen.

Still, my mind flashed to a few nights ago. Do you want me to kiss you?

Caesar gently nudged my side, pulling me from my thoughts. "You okay?"

"Oh, yes!" I perked up and blinked at him.

He laughed quietly and slid over a plate full of food. My tail wagged from the smell as I thanked them both gratefully. "You're such a good eater~" Morgan praised, just like the other week, making me squirm.

"Thank you?"

He smirked and leaned against the counter to eat. "We were just going to watch a movie or something like that, is that alright with you?" I nodded eagerly and he grinned. "Cool, then we can talk after that."

My head c****d. "Talk?"

"Yeah," he confirmed casually, "nothing bad, don't worry."

I hesitantly nodded, wondering what it could be about. "'kay." He squeezed my chin briefly, a silent praise, and continued to eat like he didn't give me a mini heart attack.

After we were done eating, they insisted I didn't help clean, but I took the plates and started to wash them in the sink while they put everything away.

Caesar dried them after each one was washed and ruffled my hair when we were done. "Thank you for helping." I jumped in surprise when he patted my ass before casually walking around me.

Morgan let out a silent laugh and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. "Come on." He guided me into their living room, a little slow because of our position, and sat me on the couch.

He c****d his head and smiled playfully when he saw how stiff I was. "You're acting like this is your first time at someone's house." His hand skimmed under my chin before lifting my head. "Stop being so nervous~ we're not gonna bite."

My breath hitched when he ran his thumb across my lip. "I should be worried you might." Subconsciously, my tongue ran over my canines.

Caesar came up behind Morgan and dragged him back his shirt. They shared a long, silent look. "Help me pick out a movie." He finally decided on.

Morgan made a soft noise before clicking their large tv on. "Do you care what we watch?"

"Anything is good!" I insisted with a quick nod. He crouched down by their tv and pulled out a laptop, before propping it on the coffee table.

"What do you want, babe?"

"Just pick anything from our list." Morgan let out a hum and clicked on the first one that came up after connecting it to the tv.

Caesar closed their blinds before coming over and handed me a blanket. "Thank you." I folded my legs and took it gratefully.

When the movie started, they settled on either side of me, making my heart race. How was I going to pay attention when I was so aware of their presence.

Only a few minutes into the movie, I felt Caesar's hand on the back of my neck before it slid up into my hair. He glanced over when he felt me looking at him and hummed in question. "Hm?" Shaking my head, I turned back towards the screen and tried to ignore him petting me.

I hadn't even noticed, later on, that I had relaxed so much and was leaning into his touch until my head fell to his shoulder. I was about to lean away and spout a hurried apology but he adjusted his position silently, and continued to run his fingers through my hair.

Letting out a shaky breath, I forced myself to stop being so stiff and focused on the movie. It was easier said than done, though. Morgan chose that moment to place his hand on my thigh and mindlessly rub soothing circles with his thumb. Every now and then, his fingers would slide through the rips of my jeans, playing with the material.

The movie felt like it dragged on forever, I didn't even know what was going on during most of it, too lost in thought about them.

Caesar commented about something towards the end of movie and Morgan dryly told him to shut up, clearly disagreeing with his opinion. Caesar only rolled his eyes and scratched behind my ears, making them twitch.

When the movie was finally over, I couldn't even recall half of what happened. It was only a blur of moving colors and slurred voices. "Did you like it?"

I nodded after sitting up and immediately missed Caesar's touch. "Mhm it was good."

Morgan leaned forward to close the laptop and threw me a smirk over his shoulder. "Yeah? What was your favorite part?"

"Um," I shoved my hands in between my lap nervously, "I liked the ending."

"Mm," He hummed and nodded, "me too. I liked when the main character was finally able to see color again."

I nodded deeply. "Yeah, that part was good." Morgan shared a look with Caesar, and huffed out a soft laugh.

"That's good. I wasn't sure if you liked it, you seemed a little distracted."

"No, I liked it! You have very good taste in movies."

This time, Caesar laughed too. "You're adorable." I blushed while my shoulders curled, feeling like I was missing something but smiled either way. "Do you like spending time with us?"

"Huh?" I was caught off guard by his random question. "Of course."

"Hey." Morgan nudged my side after leaning back against the couch. "You like us, right?"

"What? I don't- No." I quickly shook my head and felt my body tense. "You're dating, why would I like you? I don't-"

"Woah," Morgan quickly interrupted me, "I didn't think you'd panic when I asked you, I'm sorry." My ears flattened on my head, refusing to meet either of their gazes. I knew it was obvious, but I didn't think they'd tease me like this about it.

Caesar frowned at my panicked state. "You know we like you, right?"

I blinked once, then twice more. "Huh?" There was no way they meant like that. They just liked me as friends, maybe even just Declan's little brother.

"We like you." He repeated, clearer this time. "I'm pretty sure you like us too."

"Um," I picked at a loose string on my jeans, starting to feel overwhelmed under their gazes, "I like you guys too. You're good friends." Why were they trying to get my hopes up? They were dating.

"No, we like you as more than friends." Caesar explained firmly. "We're not joking, we wouldn't do that."

"...You like me?" They both nodded. "...Are you sure?"

"Oh god." Morgan snorted and reached out to cup my cheeks. He pulled me forward and ducked his head down when I kept looking away, forcing me to look at him. "We like you, a lot. We've talked about it a lot too. I know you like us back- you're not exactly discreet-" A whine slipped past my lips as I tried to pull away but his grip was firm "-and we want to be with you."

My tail curled against my leg, only growing more overwhelmed. "Morgan." Caesar interrupted and he finally let me go, allowing me to lean back. "I know it's a little confusing, right?" Caesar spoke softly, like talking to a scared animal. "It's okay if you're confused or a little overwhelmed." He gently stroked my hair. "Do you wanna ask anything?"

I chewed at my lip and tried to clear my head. They seemed genuine and I don't think they were mean enough to take a joke this far. "You really like me? Like- like-" my ears twitched, "you want to kiss me? That kind of like?" He nodded, not a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Oh."

My mind went blank after that.

Caesar said he likes me. Morgan said he likes me too. They like me. And I like them. We like each other. "Oh!" I blinked before my tail started to wag, thumping against the couch repeatedly. "You wanna date me!"

His lips pulled into a smile. "Yes."

"Wow." I breathed out. "Is this real?"

Morgan grinned, eyes scrunching with the intensity of his smile. "Do you want to date us too?" He seemed to already know the answer even before I nodded quickly.

"Yes!" Almost like an afterthought, I added a soft, "please."

Morgan cooed and reached out to squish my cheeks. "You're so cute," he whined and my ears perked, "I just wanna kiss you."

I suddenly grew shy, thinking back to a few nights ago. "Were you serious when you asked..." I trailed off shyly but he seemed to understand.

"Yeah," He admitted sheepishly, "but it would've confused you since we hadn't talked yet."

"I was still confused."

"Caesar already made fun of me for it." He whined some more. "I'm sorry, it was the beer."

I patted his thigh comfortingly. "It's fine now."

Caesar laughed softly. "So you'll be our boyfriend then?"

"Mhm!" My tail flicked happily while my mind still tried to comprehend that this was real and very much happening. "You knew I liked you for a while?"

"It was pretty obvious." He at least tried to look sympathetic. "You were too cute not to like back." He smirked.

I smiled, feeling overloaded with happiness. "You're my boyfriends?"

"Mhm."

"Wow." I breathed out again, amazed at how today was turning out.

My smile quickly fell though, suddenly thinking of how I even met them.

What was Declan going to say?