Please note this story takes place right after a fantastic round of sex. While there is nothing actually inappropriate to this story (save for some bad jokes), the situation may be too uncomfortable for younger viewers.

Also, the previous chapter (Catchie II) is a new chapter as well, so don't miss it!

"Wow," Archie mutters. He's too stunned to say more. Too exhausted to even move from his position, face-down in the middle of his bed with his hair stuck to his forehead.

"Wow." He's broken. His brain is done in and he's stuck on repeat.

Atlanta rolls over and drapes an arm across his back, "I'll say," she laughs, "it took ya long enough, Arch."

"Forgive me for being nervous," he snaps, though his anger is muffled by the pillow and really he should move before he suffocates but his legs feel like he ran a marathon and have now turned to jello. He's not sure what happened to his arms but someone is laying on one of them; he's pretty sure.

"Now we get to make up for lost time," Theresa says from his left, "besides, it left you and I to get better acquainted Lan."

Archie can tell Atlanta is grinning and batting her eyes at Theresa the way she does when she's a little flustered. Atlanta giggles and pats his shoulder instead of replying to Theresa.

"Archie are you seriously going to go to sleep?"

"I'm going to die," he replied but into his pillow it just comes out as a long moan of anguish.

Archie realizes he's laying on his own arm and he pulls it out and even manages to roll over. The girls are flushed but grinning and look more gorgeous than ever. He tells them so and they both roll their eyes at him. Theresa drops down to rest her head on his shoulder,

"You cannot be exhausted already," she complains. Her hands are surprisingly cool and she traces patterns on the rise and fall of his chest.

"Excuse me for doing all the work." His arm gets around her back and he plays with her hair. It's nice, soft and it smells really good.

Atlanta snorts, "All of it? What about when Theresa and I—"

"Okay," Archie rolls his eyes in exasperation, "ninety percent."

Both girls don't say anything and Archie knows very well that means he is wrong.

"Seventy-five?" he ventures.

Atlanta seems appeased because she smiles and leans down to kiss him (which he responds to eagerly), "Whatever you say," she laughs.

"I can't believe you two still have energy," Archie mutters, closing his eyes.

"Don't go to sleep!" Theresa taps him harder on the chest, "what are we gonna do if you sleep?"

Archie can't help but grin, "Don't stop on my account, please."

He can hear both of them roll their eyes and decides to find common ground, "Give me like, a quick catnap. Please."

"Is that alright?" Atlanta asks Theresa. Archie feels Theresa shrug beside him,

"I suppose it's an acceptable request," she says.

Archie's not paying too much attention to his girls now, except for the fact that they're not really his girls. It's more like he's their boy. And, he's very surprisingly okay with this. At least, until Neil starts making cracks about him being whipped.

"To hell with Neil," Theresa whispers, evidently catching his thought, "you'll note he doesn't have two adoring women on his arms."

"Do I get to call you my girlfriends?" Archie cracks an eye to gauge their reactions.

"I prefer to be called mistress," Atlanta said, grinning, "but I think girlfriend is okay. As long as we can call you boyfriend?"

"All day, every day," Archie grins back at her, shocked by how happy he feels, "now c'mere." He grabs Atlanta and pulls her down to mirror Theresa's position with her head on his shoulder and his arm around her.

"I could get used to this," Archie mumbles.

"Sleep now," Theresa says, "we need to start working on your endurance."

Archie can't keep the smile off his face, even after he falls asleep.

It figures the first things I write when I return are crack (Catchie) and my OT3 (TAA). As mentioned in the previous story, the next chapter of Rise of a Hero is in the works and I expect to have it up in the next week or two.

Hit up my profile as I've updated several important parts to it, plus added a link to my tumblr (name's the same) where I am by far more active and it is easier to get in touch with me. Don't be afraid to say hello! (Or cuss me out for being a terrible person and not writing for years)

Love y'all,

Demenior