Loving the Fighter

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Liam's POV

"Is it just me or does he look different some how?" Callum asked, his eyes never leaving Jax's sleeping figure.

I have to force myself to not react as I look back at Jax, hoping I could write it off.

"He looks different with his shirt off," I noted before turning back to the TV just as Ryder looked away and turned to Jax as well, who was still holding his hand hostage by the way.

"He does look different without a shirt," Ryder agreed, making me relax for a second before he continued, "but something also looks a bit off."

Since when did Ryder become observant?

I stay quiet hoping they would let the conversation die down but I wasn't so lucky.

"He's thinner," Callum finally said after a few minutes of silent staring.

My heart sped up as I looked down to Jax just to make it less obvious that I already knew about all of this. I stare at his stomach and as much as I hated to admit it, he was loosing weight faster than I thought he would. It had only been about a week since I confronted him about it and I was already able to see a difference.

When he laid on his back the top of his rib cage poked out against his skin, not to mention the bottom of his ribs, which were less obvious but if you were looking hard enough you could also see the indention they made on his stomach.

"It's probably stress," I say, still hoping I could brush this off. "It has been a pretty tense past few months," I point out with a frown. It wasn't like it wasn't the entire truth. Even without an eating disorder, stress and weight loss tended to go hand and hand with teens.

Ryder hummed in response while he stared at Jax's abs, clearing soaking it all in now that Jax couldn't block his view.

"Keep an eye on it," Callum said as he looked back up at the screen.

"You think it's that bad," Ryder asked, still staring at Jax but now moved his gaze up to his wide shoulders.

"I'm not sure," he said but I knew he was lying for Ryder's sake. "I'd just rather be safe than sorry." I only nod against his shoulder while looking down at Jax again.

"I'm more concerned about how much he sleeps," I say, my eyes going back to the bags under has eyes. "I don't see how he can sleep through the night while also sleeping this much during the day."

"How can you guys look at him and only see the negative," Ryder asked, drool practically dripped from his chin at this point.

"You're just horny," Callum chuckled.

"It's not that," he said, for once no blush appeared on his face, telling me he was telling the truth. "Everything about him is perfect," he said dreamily like a love stricken puppy.

"Much like you," I say with a smirk, as I look over the scars that scattered Jax's body. Ryder's smile fell from his face as his eyes stayed on Jax, focusing in on the scars.

"Mine aren't like his," he all but whispered.

"What do you mean?" Callum asked, a new glare forming on his face. He didn't tend to love when Ryder talked down about any part of himself but any time scars were brought up things usually got a lot tenser.

"You know what I mean," he whispered. "His make him look strong and confident, mine just make me look ugly and –" Callum all but growled, cutting off his sentence as he reached forward and pulled Ryder back to us.

"You are beautiful and just as badass as Jax," I whispered against his neck while Callum held him tighter.

"You know that's not true," he said as he tried to pull away but Callum wasn't having it.

"I know that it is actually," Callum answered, a smirk replaced his scowl as his lips brushed the other side of Ryder's neck. "If I remember correctly, kissing those beautiful scars have gotten all of us off quite a few times." The sheer huskiness of his voice was enough to make Ryder moan but the teasing kisses surely didn't help.

"You'll wake him up," Ryder whispered, still slightly in a daze but in his own mind enough to see Jax squirming on the bed.

"Then you'll have to be quiet," Callum teased, making my dick throb as well as he began sucking Ryder's neck.

Ryder's mouth hung open; if he weren't told to be quiet he would be moaning loud enough for people in the next cabin over to hear.

My hand comes to rest on his shoulder as I slowly drag it down his chest, purposefully running over his nipple, teasing it for just a moment before moving down his stomach.

Ryder whined quietly when my hand moved to his thigh. My hand drew simply patterns around his thighs, lower stomach, and just about his throbbing dick but never touching him where he wanted most.

My eyes drift up to Callum who was already looking at me with lustful eyes. I couldn't help but lean forward and capture Callum's lips with mine, my hand never ceasing to play with Ryder.

His kisses were always dominant but this one teasing than most. His tongue brushed against my lips but when I opened his tongue only danced around my mouth, never daring to go in.

I couldn't help but whine as he pulled away with a teasing smirk on his lips.

"Best stop before we wake him up," Callum said with a teasing voice while turning back to the small TV screen with a smirk to match his tone.

Ryder panted against our chests while I remove my hand from Ryder, knowing Callum was right as much as I hated to admit it. My dick still throbbed against Ryder's back but I was hoping he wouldn't be able to feel it.

Jas still lay at the end of the bed, finally stirring until his eyes slowly opened.

When he looked at Ryder, a blush exploded over his cheeks while Jax only gave him a puzzled look. Callum smiled back him as if he didn't just stop us from going at each other right here on the same bed as him.

"I'm going to take a shower," I said as I gently pushed Ryder onto Callum's lap before gathering my clothes and rushing to the bathroom.

Jax mumbled something but I couldn't hear him from behind the closed door.

Last updated March 31st