Changes

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This chapter gets a little mature. It's just them making out, though. Still, read at your own risk!

When I get home, I look for Lio first. I find him in the sunroom, on the couch with DJ, talking in low voices. I leave them alone.

Micah is in the kitchen, tapping at his phone, grinning. He looks up at me, and says, "Finn's upstairs."

I nod, and go up, looking in Finn's room. He's laying on his bed, reading a book. I knock on the door lightly, and he looks up.

"Jake! How are your siblings?"

"They're fine," I say, walking in, and sitting beside him. "I met their partner, Blair, and they're nice. Apollo tried to attack their dog."

He snorts. "Apollo doesn't like other dogs."

"Also," I say quietly. "I want to try dating you guys."

He sits up. "What?"

"I'm in love with the four of you."

"Really? Like, really really?"

I nod. "Yeah."

To my surprise, Finn presses his lips to mine, pushing me onto him. His leg clearly feels fine, and he keeps me in his lap as he kisses me.

When he pulls away, I automatically lean forward to chase for more, and he laughs, kissing me again, wrapping his arms around my neck.

"I love you, too." He says softly.

Ryder and Zac aren't home yet, but Micah texted them what I said as soon as we got back. I came upstairs to talk to Finn about it, and here we are.

"That was fast," Micah says as he comes into the room, dropping his jacket on the edge of the bed, ignoring it when it slides to the ground. He's wearing sweatpants and a thin undershirt, showing off his slim body. "They'll be here, in like, ten minutes."

He sits beside us, and leans over to kiss me. He kisses me slowly, his tongue nudging past my lips, his fingers twisting in my hair. 

"This is okay, right?" Finn says softly.

I nod. "Yeah...Ryder and Zac won't mind, right?"

"They won't." Micah says, kissing me gently. "They'll want to join in."

I reach for his shirt, pulling him closer to kiss him again.

I'm still straddling Finn's lap, and his hands slide up my thighs, and he leans forward to kiss my neck. I let out an unintentional whimper, which makes my face flame. I pull away from Micah, biting my lip in embarrassment.

"You're so cute," Micah murmurs, gently tugging my lip from my between teeth. "It's alright if your noisy."

"But the door's open." I say quietly.

"Do you want me to close it?"

I nod, but before he can, Lio appears in the doorway.

"Jake, DJ said he'll-Oh! Sorry!"

He shuts the door quickly.

"That's why I wanted it closed," I mumble.

Micah laughs. "It's just Lio, he won't mind."

His phone buzzes, and he pulls it out, and smiles. "They're almost here. Ryder says he's never seen Zac close the bakery so fast."

"What'd you tell them?" I ask, leaning against Finn.

"That you said you're ready to try with us, and that you were making out with Finn. I was going to take a picture, but I didn't know if you were okay with that."

"A picture?"

He nods. "Sometimes we'll take pictures of each other, and send them. Only we see it, though. But we can talk about that later."

He pulls my chin forward, and kisses me again, dragging his tongue over my lip till I open my mouth for him.  He hums, his tongue flicking against mine gently. Finn's soft lips are back at my neck, slowly moving around.

When Micah pulls away, I let out a soft whine, and he smirks. "You want more?"

Blushing, I lean forward to claim his lips again. Finn sucks at my neck lightly, his hands sliding under my shirt. His cold fingers on my skin makes me gasp into Micah's mouth.

I notice then that my pants feel tighter, and pull away from Micah in embarrassment, once again. 

"What's wrong?" He asks gently.

I don't answer, shifting nervously. Is it a bad thing that happened, or no?

"Ah," Micah says. "It's alright. Look,"

He takes my hand, bringing it to his lap. My eyes widen, but he doesn't seem fazed about it.

"It's okay," He says. "You don't have to be embarrassed about that."

I nod, and Finn leans forward to kiss me softly. His hands drag over my stomach, then resting on my sides to pull me closer.

"Hah,"  I breathe, pressing against him, my hands sliding into his hair. I haven't been kissed like this since...Jackson.

This isn't replacing him. I'll never forget him. Never. But I can't be stuck on him forever. 

The door to the bedroom opens. Ryder and Zac are in the doorway, Zac's cheeks dusted pink at the sight of us. Ryder closes the door, and they come over to the bed.

Zac sits by me, biting his lip. "You're going to give us a try?"

I nod, my hands dropping to Finn's shoulders. "Yeah, um, I love you guys. A lot."

"Can I kiss you?" He asks softly.

I nod, sliding off Finn's lap, immediately missing his touch, but sit on the blanket. Zac moves first, his mouth hitting mine.

His lips are just as soft as I remember. I let out a soft sound, my eyes fluttering closed. His lips move on mine slowly, kissing me deep. His hands are on my thighs, slowly moving up, then toying with the edge of my pants.

When he pulls away, my eyes open, and my cheeks redden when I see them all watching me. I look to Ryder, and he leans over, taking my chin between his fingers to pull our lips together. I breathe out a sigh, my fingers finding his shirt. My mouth opens to let his tongue flick into my mouth.

Hands slide under my shirt, and it slowly rises up. Ryder pulls away.

"Is this okay?" Micah murmurs in my ear. "We'll stop as soon as you say so."

I swallow nervously. "I don't want to go all the way yet."

"That's okay. Can I take your shirt off?"

I nod. "Yeah."

He slides it off, and the cold air hits my body. I feel nervous, until Ryder pulls off his shirt too. I've seen him shirtless before, but I haven't gotten to touch him.

I glance at his face for permission, and when he nods, I slide my fingers along his strong stomach. My had trails up, to his shoulder, and I lean forward to kiss him again.

I feel fingers on my stomach, and pull away from Ryder.

"Where did you get this?" Finn asks, fingers tracing the pinkish scar above my belly button.

"Aaron," I say quietly. "With a knife."

"It looks like the bottom of a heart." He says thoughtfully. "I like it."

The bottom of a heart. That gives me an idea. Maybe...