Did We...? (Closed)

[StationAgent]

Greg woke with the throbbing behind his eyes that indicated he'd emptied a lot of wine bottles the night before. He groaned and heard an echoing groan behind him. He smiled and reached back to rub Spencer's hip, frowning with his eyes closed when he felt how slender and smooth the body was. His hand moved to the nice curve of someone's - not Spencer's - ass, and he finally opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder.

"LENA?!"

 

[Asa]

She felt warm and snuggled sleeping softly feeling someone sleeping next to her... and behind her? Her mind was trying to process it all as she felt hands rubbing on her as she slowly woke up. Her mind swimming from hangover. Hearing someone yelling her name roused her abruptly. Realizing a moment later that it was Greg yelling her name... then the realization she was naked and Spencer was there too. They were all naked in their bed... what was going on.

 

[StationAgent]

Spencer woke up to a flurry of frenzied activity. At first he thought they'd slept through their alarm again and Greg would be late for work. But when he opened his eyes he saw a flash of butts - plural - and then recognized Lena even without her clothes.

"What...?"

 

[Asa]

She was scrambling to grab a blanket or pillow something to cover herself up with and hide behind. She was looking from Greg to Spencer and back again. She couldn't remember most of the night before beyond arriving eating wings drinking wine and dancing. Now she is waking up to this What in the world happened. Very briefly she did however find seeing them both completely naked was very hot.

 

[StationAgent]

Greg realized he and Spencer were both naked when she snatched the blanket away, and he used the pillows to cover himself and Spencer's crotches. Spencer looked more amused than anything, while he and Lena seemed to be sharing the appropriate response of sheer panic. The room stunk of sex, but he couldn't imagine... it was Lena, for crying out loud!

Spencer resisted the urge to laugh as he watched his lover and their friend stare at each other in wide-eyed panic. He reclined on the bed, reluctantly allowing Greg to cover his area with the pillow, and rested his hands behind his head.

"Okay," Spencer said. "I remember wine and dancing. Who remembers more? Show of hands?"

 

[Asa]

Wine wings and dancing... and waking up like this. What the hell happened?

She bit her lip glancing at Spencer. How could he be so calm? Looking toGreg then to see what he had to add.

 

[StationAgent]

Greg swallowed hard, still glaring at Spencer for his decidedly unhelpful grin. "Okay. I mean, obviously something happened. It doesn't have to be something bad, right?" He looked at Lena and then just as quickly looked away as his cheeks flushed red. "Right. Uh. I mean, you like bi guys. You're always teasing me about wanting details about what Spence and I do..."

Spencer said, "Oh, she IS, is she?"

"Quiet, you. Maybe last night we just all got so drunk you decided you wanted to watch. and we were drunk enough to say okay."

 

[Asa]

That wild explain you two being naked not me. And yeah there is a curiosity about being with two big guys and you two being the only two I know well enough I guess that could have happened but again that does not explain my... dress over there mixed in the pile of your clothes...

She stared at the.clothes piled as if the were all removed together in a pile.

 

[StationAgent]

Greg stared as well. "Yeah, that's pretty... damning. Huh. Okay, look, let's not jump to any conclusions. Let's all just get dressed and we can have a nice casual breakfast while we wait for our brains to catch up with our bodies. Sound good to everyone?"

 

[Asa]

She nodded slowly slipping from the bed with the blanket and grabbing her dress and quickly ducking into the bathroom to freshen up and try to make herself remotely presentable. At least they did not have work the next day.

Breakfast sounds good... Yeah...

She could not understand how nothing bothered or panicked Spencer... in many ways she envied that.

 

[StationAgent]

The men let Piper escape and then Greg grabbed Spencer's arm. "I swear to god, if you're messing with us or if this is your idea of a joke..."

"No joke." He picked up their discarded underwear, tossing Greg his. "I just don't think getting freaked out about this is going to help matters. Look, best case scenario is that we were all so tipsy we helped each other to bed and didn't even think about the fact we were undressing as we went. We sleep naked, maybe Lena does to. We were so blotto we just went with the habit and didn't worry about the consequences. Worst case scenario--"

"YEAH, that's the one I'm worried about."

"Worst case scenario," Spencer repeated, "we did something extraordinarily intimate with somebody that we both care a hell of a lot for. A woman who needed a little comfort, who needed to feel good about herself. Don't you think that's a pretty good worst-case?"

Greg sighed. "I'm just worried that you got one thing wrong. Maybe everything else is true, but just maybe we took advantage of a woman who was in a very vulnerable place."

For the first time that morning, Spencer looked worried.

 

[Asa]

She walked out of the bathroom in her dress and her hair fixed looking even remotely decent for how confused she was. She looked to the two of them then walked from the room so they could finish getting ready. She moved to the couch and sat down where she remembered sitting the night before she saw the bottles of wine and the remainder of the wings still sitting on the table and tried to remember.