Because of Us (My Best Friends Brother)

EIGHT | House Warming Pt 2

POV | Belle

Walking down the stairs I bit my lip, the plug that rested inside me was making my ass throb. Not to mention how full I felt being filled only moments ago. The memory made me blush, embarrassed to think if Zoe and Ryan had heard. 

Sure enough as Landon and I made our way into the kitchen, the two of them were face to face, consumed in another heated discussion. Despite Zoe looking like she was about to blow a gasket, Ryan looked as cool as a cucumber. It knowingly only pissing Zoe off even more, I couldn't help but laugh at the sight. 

"Can you two stop eye f*****g each other, people are going to be here soon" Landon said from behind me as he wrapped an arm around my waist. 

My mouth went wide at his abrupt statement. I don't think I've ever heard him so openly admit what I had been thinking this whole time. Then again, Ryan and his relationship was different to that of mine and Zoe's. The two of them had no filter when it came to their conversations, then other times it was like they spoke in code. Something Zoe and I had yet to figure out. 

"I am not eye f*****g him!" Zoe looked to Landon in shock horror before turning back to a smirking Ryan.You could see the anger brewing in her eyes as she raised her hand to whack his chest. Before her hand could strike him, he caught her wrist, tugging her to him as he did before leaning down to her ear and whispering something. 

I turned back to Landon, curious to which he shook his head. The action reminded me of his earlier words. For now, I was just going to put it down to their messy history. 

With a now quiet Zoe the room almost felt too quiet. Luckily a kock sounded from the front door. Landon gave me a squeeze then headed down the hall to the front entryway. Before I even had a chance to follow his voice filled the empty space. 

"Zoe, I thought you said you organised food?" I furrowed my brows confused, Landon seemed somewhat annoyed. It wasn't until he was walking back with multiple large silver trays filling his arms and a smiling Callie behind him that I realised. 

"I did, I organised mum" Zoe smiled, finally breaking away from Ryan to help unpack the dishes. 

The reason food needed to be organised was because Landon and I had yet to fully stock our kitchen. We currently have a kettle and a toaster. Not really enough to make a home cooked meal for multiple guests. I should've known better when Zoe said she knew an amazing cook that would be happy to cater for a small crowd. 

"Well it smells delicious Mama Bear" Ryan added, reaching across the counter to snatch up a piece of fried chicken. Before Callie could protest Landon swooped in claiming a piece of his own. 

Callie shook her head at the two of them as they stood side by side enjoying their stolen goods. It wasn't until another knock at the door sounded that Landon froze. From the way he looked to his mum I knew what he was asking, did she invite his dad. 

Since the night Landon left, he barely had any communication with his father. They had only shared a few words over the past year, and they only occured in front of Callie. Whenever he would visit his mum, the moment she left the room, was the moment Landon would shut him out again. 

"Don't worry, I didn't bring your father" Callie gave Landon a weak smile. Though I understood why Landon felt obligated to do what he was doing, I felt bad for the position Callie was in. Seemingly at a loss with the whole situation yet she always had a smile on her face. 

The rapping of more knuckles on wood echoed through the space, with chicken still in hand Landon headed down to welcome them in while Zoe, Callie and myself took the food outside to the only table Landon and I had. 

The table had a cement top with black steel legs and matched with black steel chairs wrapped in a charcoal coloured rope. The reason it was our only table, it cost us an arm and a leg. But Landon insisted on getting it when he saw my reaction, saying anything that made my eyes light up was worth every penny. 

As we finished setting out the food and cutlery that Callie had bought, Landon and Ryan walked outside accompanied by Cam and Myles. 

"Belle congrats on the new pad!" Cam boasts as he steps around to give me a hug. 

"Congratulations Belle" Myles adds as he too gives me a hug. 

Despite our differences in the past I am very thankful for Myles. If it wasn't for him, Landon and I might not have come this far so soon. All that time ago Myles, surprisingly enough, was the one who was harshest on Landon about our parting ways. I don't know what was said in full, but I trust Landon when he says Myles told him exactly what he needed to hear. 

And he refused to let it go until Landon got it through his head. The crush that once tested their friendship was now long gone. And in place, was a friendship that was stronger than ever. For that, I appreciated him. 

Before I had a chance to respond I heard a familiar voice coming from inside. 

“Glad you could make it David” Landon welcomed my dad into our home. My heart always grew warm seeing the friendship the two of them had made over the past year. 

Having dad in my life was something important to me. He was the only family I had left and Landon never failed to make sure he was a part of it all. 

After food and a few drinks Landon and I helped give everyone a tour of the house. Any by helped I mean assisted Zoe as she masterfully laid out the entire floor plan, backyard and all, to everyone. 

Landon grunted beside me a few times, I knew he wanted this moment to be mine. But the smile on Zoe’s face made me happy to follow along, holding onto his hand all the while. After a few kisses to his arm he realised I was happier by his side like this behind the scenes, than being the centre of attention. 

Soon every inch of our home had been viewed, well every room but one. Despite the questions from Callie and my dad, to which we said was a laundry room, no one seemed to question the secretive space further.

Though Landon promised that space was nothing but ours,  I saw sly smiles from that of Cam, Myles and Ryan. Knowing the years of friendship they had behind them, I doubted they didn't suspect what it was. To be honest, I still had yet to wrap my head around it. But I enjoyed the idea of having such a space nonetheless. 

As the hours drew close to the end of the night Calli and my dad said their goodbyes. The rest of us sat outside around the table sharing drinks as we continued to enjoy the night. Watching on with a smile I was sitting next to Landon, his hand softly caressing my thigh as everyone laughed and chatted around us. 

My body clenched at the feeling. It reminded me of the plug buried in my ass once again, and the fluid that still sat inside me. For the first time I felt my cheeks warm, remembering how I had enjoyed the company of our parents without a thought of the devious act we had committed before. Despite no words being shared the look in his eyes as he glanced over my body said it all 'Good Girl' 

Lost in the thought I barely heard the knock that sounded from the wood of the front door. Confused, I looked to Landon who was busy in conversation. Despite the slight buzz I had going I pulled Landons hand from my leg, heading towards the front of the house.

Opening the door I was shocked to see Beck standing there. He laughed pulling me into a hug as he stepped inside. 

"Hey Belle, nice house you got here" I happily returned the favour, hugging him back before pulling away. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked, happy, but still confused by his appearance. 

"Actually, Landon invited me" I furrowed my brows at his words. 

“Landon?” Before I could question him further I saw something move out the corner of my eye. Sure enough it was Landon. Him lent against the kitchen counter offering me a nod of approval.

"Well, come on in then" I shrugged with a smile, welcoming him in before turning back to the door. The shock I had before became obsolete. My mouth dropped open at the person I seemed to have missed standing in the shadows just beyond the light. 

"Ethan?" I muttered in a whisper.

With a smile he steps into the light. He's about a foot taller since I last saw him, almost the same height as Landon. Dressed down in black pants and a white tee. I swallow, unable to muster a word. 

Again I look back to Landon who is slowly stalking closer with a smile. Shutting the door behind him, Ethan turns to me. Gobsmacked I let my eyes gaze over the man I hadn’t seen in over a year. His soft features and bright smile aged ever so slightly. I felt my cheeks grow hot as our eyes finally met.

“Hey Bluebelle, I missed you” His once light voice now deep and smooth. 

Feeling a hand touch the small of my back I nspa from my daze. Landon stands beside me with a welcoming smile, offering his other hand to Ethan. 

"Long time no see, happy you could make it" Stepping inside Ethan takes Landons hand. A small shake seems to turn into a lingering hold as Ethan shuts the door behind him. 

"Y-you invited Ethan?" I turned to Landon. He chuckled at me before pushing me closer to Ethan. 

"Of course baby, but I also invited Beck so I just need to make sure no damage control is required" His breath lingered across the skin of my neck as his hand firmly pressed to my back, closing the space between Ethan and I.  

"Take care of her for me" Landon whispered before pulling away from me. 

I would have fallen if it wasn't for the hand that replaced his. I was so shocked by the presence of Ethan, that I didn't notice Landon had pulled their joined hands to my back, Ethan now supporting my waist.

"Yes Sir" With a nod and a smile Landon walked away. I had to swallow the lump in my throat as my core clenched while my imagination ran. 

I'd watched Ethan submit to Landon before, and I would swear on anything, that he was doing it now. Glancing over my shoulder I watched him walk away before turning back to Ethan with a blushed face. 

"Do you want a tour?" I breathed out, trying to ignore the warmth of his hand on my back.

"I'd love one" He smiled. 

Showing Ethan around the house despite my nerves, was a comforting reminder of our friendship. For the past year he had been away on a gap year. The last time I saw him was the night of the graduation party, the night that brought Landon and I here. 

His warm smile and infectious laughter as we weaved in and out of the rooms made the realisation hit, I'd missed him. Despite the year of distance between us, it was as if he had never left. I would be lying if I said it didn't spark some sort of joy inside me to feel us slip back into the same routine. 

As we neared the end of the stairs, I gripped my hand onto the banister. Landon stood in the kitchen leaning over the counter as he looked on to the party outside. I watched on, biting my lip while he raised a drink to lips. His muscle flexing under his shirt before his eyes drifted to mine. Even though he let me have time with Ethan, he was always close by. And by the look in his eyes, I knew he never really left. 

"The house is really nice" Ethan chimed in, placing his hand on the small of my back ushering me down the stairs. I knew he caught me stuck in a daze as I looked on at Landon. 

Pulling my lip from my teeth, I followed the guidance of his hand, walking closer to Landon until his hand replaced that of Ethans. The feeling of them swapping in such a simple way made me feel giddy. As if Ethan had borrowed me in more ways than one. 

I couldn't help but glance between the two, speechless as they conversed amongst themselves like I wasn't there. Despite always feeling a pull towards Landon, I couldn't help but feel my gaze drifting more towards Ethan. The way he was looking at Landon with a smile, gave me an odd suspicion he was admiring him more than looking. 

Again I felt my stomach knot at the tingling in my core. What the hell was wrong with me, I was getting turned on by being between the two of them. Clearing my throat I adjusted my dress, ignoring the way my body was reacting to which Landon pulled me closer. I kept my gaze to the floor feeling his hand rub small circles across my back.

Only one thought crossed my mind. He knew. Of course he did, Landon knew me too well not to notice me rubbing my thighs together, or the way I was wiggling under his palm. 

"You okay Bluebelle?" Ethan asked, reaching out to gently trace a line over my exposed shoulder.

Finally looking up I couldn't help but blush seeing the two sets of eyes on me. A familiar feeling washed over me at their joint touch. Unable to muster a word I was thankful for the loud bang that sounded behind us. Freeing me from their hold as a drunk Zoe stumbled inside. 

A not very amused Ryan followed behind her as she fell back into his arms. Cam, Ryan and Beck entered after, all giddy and clearly tipsy as they watched on. 

"Stop babying me, ima grown whoa-man" Zoe slurred, attempting to elbow Ryan who just stood there ignoring the show before him. 

I looked back to Landon who seemingly gave Ryan a look. He chuckled, pulling Zoe up-right, stabilising her as the other three walked past them.

"We're gonna head off, thanks for having us" Cam gave Landon a salute while Myles and Beck followed, saying their goodbyes before making their way to the door. 

"Look whatcha gone and done did, parties ova coz of you" Zoe mumbled angrily at Ryan despite leaning back onto him for support. 

"I think it's time for bed" Ryan chuckled, snaking an arm under her legs he picked her up bridal style before heading towards the stairs. Zoe grumpily hit his chest, groaning while Ryan ignored her and continued on his way. 

"Goodnight" Landon waved while we all laughed. 

"She's not going to go down easy" I joked before turning back to the two men whose eyes were already on me. 

"She's Ryans problem now" Ethan adds with a smile. 

I let out a small giggle, mentally wishing him luck when she finds out tomorrow he put her to bed. Knowing full well her reaction was going to be as dramatic as her exit tonight. 

"From the state of those three, I'm assuming I'm the designated driver" Ethan pulls my attention back to him. I felt a small feeling of disappointment at the fact he was leaving so soon. He had only just gotten here and it was time to say goodbye. 

Landon and I walked Ethan to the door, with it still slightly ajar we could hear the banter of the three outside as they laughed and cackled amongst themselves. They were definitely too drunk to drive anywhere. 

Turning back to me Ethan opened his arms, I happily complied letting him pull me close as we said goodbye. The warmth of him made me not want to let go, sensing my hesitation Ethan turned his head placing a kiss softly to the skin of my cheek. 

"Bye Bluebelle" He mumbled as his lips lingered before pulling away.

As I stepped back Ethan turned to Landon, as he offered up a hand, Landon chuckled. Gripping it tightly he pulls Ethan into a hug. Their hands still joined between them while Landon snakes the other around Ethan's waist. The action though to others may seem innocent. But the way Ethan's body went stiff, and the smile planted on Landons lips, I couldn't help but again feel flustered, picturing more than I should. 

As they pulled away their eyes locked. For a moment, I felt my heart flutter watching Ethan lick his lips before their hands parted. The look they shared made me melt into the thoughts that were already swarming. It wasn't until Landon guided Ethan out and shut the door that I came back down to reality. 

Slipping the hand that was just joined with Ethan's into mine, Landon didn't say a word. Making our way into the room, Landon stopped me at the foot of the bed. His smile said everything as his fingers toyed with the zipper at the back of my dress. 

"You have such a dirty mind princess" He whispered, unzipping my dress. 

"W-what do you mean" I stuttered, though we both knew I already understood what he meant. He chuckled, reaching up to the traps on my shoulders. 

"Tell me, between you rolling your hips, and clenching your thighs, what were you picturing?" 

"I-I um.." I couldn't muster a word as he slipped the dress from me, exposing my chest as it fell to my hips. 

"Were you fantasising about the three of us again?" His eyes never faltered from mine as his hands traced my sides. I opened my mouth to speak but still nothing would come out. 

Raising a finger to my lips, he tapped them gently "Use your words"

"Y-yes.." I stuttered to which he smiled. 

"Does my princess wish Ethan stayed?" Landon teased, his hands dropping to my waist, skimming over my skin before reaching the fabric at my hips. 

"Did my dirty little slut want him to stay so he could listen to her scream my name?" His voice became rough again taking me off guard, gripping my hips in his hands making me whimper at the touch. 

"Speak" With a demand, he dropped to his knees, pushing both the fabric of my dress and my panties to the floor before looking up at me. 

"Yes" I breathed. 

"You know I respect you, yes?" He groaned, nipping the bare skin of my thigh, trailing his mouth higher as I struggled to keep my knees from shaking. 

"Yes Sir" Another groan escaped him as I spoke before he stood, gripping my chin in his hand as his eyes darkened with lust. 

"Good, because i'm about to f**k you with the most disrespect"