"No. I'm not the one to talk to about it. No, Harley, absolutely not," I heard Rick Flag say. I guessed Harley was arguing with him about something, a mission perhaps. Good luck discussing things with Waller, I thought.
"She may not want the company. Yes, I know she's your best friend but…then you will have to have a conversation with her," I heard him say again. I dropped my pencil, pausing the paperwork I was currently working on.
If this argument involved me, then I wondered if she found out…
Rick walked through the office, Harley on his tail and paused at my desk. He placed his palms flat against the wood, leaning in close to me. God, he looks sexy like that, I thought.
"Can you tell Harley she can't come live with us. I already said no, but she's adamant that you might agree to it," he told me. I picked up my pencil again, continuing to fill out the mission report,
"How did you find out about the house, Quinn?" I asked.
"Oh, please. I have friends who scope out the realty world. Please can I room with you two? I'll be good, I promise. I'll even clean if I need to. Plus, it'll be fun with the three of us," she answered.
"Harley…I-,"
"Pretty please! I'll stay out of trouble. Well, so long as trouble doesn't find me," she begged. She got on her knees in front of me, sticking out her bottom lip and clasping her hands together.
"What about rent? I asked Flag because we work together and we're both good for it…don't make that face. Harley, I can't…" I countered, hoping to sway her away from trying to live with us.
"Please, please, please. I know I can't pay rent, but maybe there's a way we can work something out. You know…" she began. She got up and sat on my lap to prove her point when Blackguard aka Richard Hertz walked by.
"Hey, Ophelia. I heard you and the Colonel were going to live together. Mind if I join you two? We could have-,"
"Get you grimy, filthy hands off her. Touch her again and I'll be sure to cut your balls off," Harley snapped when he placed a hand on my shoulder. I guess to make a claim to me, she kissed me on the lips, one hand groping my breast. I gasped into the kiss, allowing her to deepen it. Well, fuck. Why do I have to have a crush on both Rick and Harley? I thought.
"Hey, if she's not complaining then why do I have to stop?" Hertz cut in, trying to make a move again. Harley launched herself off my lap and shoved him back. Rick stepped in and pulled her off him, restraining her so she didn't get in more trouble.
"We've got to go. We're supposed to get a tour of the house this afternoon. Rick, are you ready?" I chimed in, sliding out of the chair, and slipped on my coat.
"Yeah. Harley, behave. Don't let him get to you," he answered, releasing her. I linked my arm through his and we headed out, both Harley and Hertz catching up to us quickly. I knew I was about to regret the next decision but went with it anyway.
"We do have an extra bedroom there. If I'm being honest, I would rather have Harley room with us instead of Hertz. After all, what can it hurt?" I stated. Rick let out a sigh and reluctantly motioned for Harley to join us.
"Yay! I knew you couldn't say no to me. Get lost Blackguard," Harley cheered.
"I hope you know what you're doing," Rick whispered in my ear as we continued our journey to view the house we hoped to rent.
The house in question was larger than I expected. It loomed over the three of us as if waiting for us to enter. Despite the mild weather outside, I shivered seeking out Rick's warmth.
"Are you sure you don't want to room with me? The way you're clinging to me says you want something more than friendship," he teased.
"Shut up. I'm cold is all," I said. Still, I didn't release his arm.
"I don't know about you, but I think the house is creepy. You don't think someone died in there do you?" Harley said.
"In fact, someone did. Seven people did. They were killed because of a very intimate party they were having. Several spouses needed revenge," a new voice stated. Harley yelped holding onto me as the landlady came walking up.
"Don't tell me their spirits still haunt the place," Flag said.
"Yes, they do indeed. Rumor says that they watch while new tenants have sex. That's why I've rented it so cheap. Most freak out during the first few months and stop wanting to live in the house. If you're having second thoughts, let me know, so I can find another person willing to rent it," she continued.
"I think we will be fine. We've dealt with worse things. I doubt a few spirits will change anything about our decision," I said.
"Good. My name is Carla James. I was told only two people would be joining us," the landlady stated.
"We had a last-minute addition. I hope it won't be a problem," I explained.
"No, not at all. The more, the merrier I say," We waited as she unlocked the front door and followed her inside. She gave us a tour of each room; kitchen, bedrooms, living room, ending with the backyard with a pool. Satisfied with everything, Rick and I filled out paperwork being both the primary renters of the house. We set a move-in date, got a set of keys if we needed to move things over the house in the meantime. We returned to my apartment to discuss a plan.
Move-in Day
I let Harley stay with me the night before move-in day so we could get up early to load our things in my car to tote them over to the house. There wasn't much left to move as we had previously toted things over the house to save time with everything else. Arriving at the house, I parked beside Rick's truck and started to unload the trunk while Harley worked on the backseat.
"Good morning, ladies," Rick greeted us as we walked in. Sweat had accumulated on his body, a dark stain on his t-shirt. I felt heat pool at my center and tried my best to keep calm.
"Already working hard aren't you Flag?" I asked him.
"Always. Do you want to make a trip to the store later after we've unpacked a little?" he answered.
"Sure. We will need to make a list. Think about you want and I'll ask Harley what she might like. Pizza tonight?" I stated.
"Sounds good. Something simple so we don't have to worry about prepping anything or cooking,"
A few hours later, I wrote down the list for the store and rode with Rick to pick things up. Once done, we brought the groceries back and organized the pantry and fridge. We ordered pizza and Harley curled up next to me as we ate. We continued to assemble our rooms to how we liked things. I had to ask Rick for help to mount my TV.
"You are so dreamy when you do things like that," Harley stated, watching from the doorway.
"If you're trying to charm me, you're flirting with the wrong person," he told her.
"Oh? If that's the case, then I might steal Ophelia for a little while. I want to see what she's like naked and my hands and mouth all over her," I almost dropped my edge of the TV at her words. Why did she make me nervous?
"I'm kind of in the middle of something," I said, trying to ignore the fluttering in my stomach.
"Then, I'll have to convince you," Harley said. I hadn't seen her come into the room, jumping when her hands rested on my shoulders.
"Relax, I don't bite. Not unless you want me to," she whispered. She moved her hands down to the hem of my tank top, slipping them underneath it.
'Harley…I'm not sure Rick wants to watch this," I said. I tried not to moan as she squeezed my breasts, pulling on the nipples a little.
"He's almost done helping you. He doesn't have to witness anything. See, there he goes. Now we can have some fun," she told me, nodding to Rick as he walked out of the room. Harley released me to close the door and pulled me to the bed. She lifted off my shirt and pushed me back against the pillows. She straddled me and latched her mouth onto a nipple, her tongue swirling around it. I let out a moan as she suckled me, her other hand kneading the other breast. She paused her movements to kiss me, her tongue slipping into my mouth. She pulled back to remove my shorts and underwear off, leaving me completely naked beneath her.
"You don't have any rope do you? Never mind, I've got some. I'll be right back," she said. Harley disappeared for a moment, returning with some black rope.
"Give me your hands," she said. I held them out for her to tie together and she pulled them up to tie them to a bed post. With a few more strands, she spread my legs wide to tie my feet to the ends of the bed.
"Much better. Time to play," she said. She came up to kiss my lips, slipping to fingers inside my core. I moaned into the kiss as she pumped in and out gradually picking up the pace. My back arched pulling against my restraints. Harley trailed a line of kisses down my body, replacing her fingers with her lips. Circling my clit with her thumb, it wasn't long before I came undone and climaxed in her mouth.
"Round one complete. Shall we go for round two?" she said. She untied me, allowing me to roll on top of her to give her pleasure. I removed her shirt, shorts, and underwear, inserting three fingers inside. My teased her breasts with my mouth, tugging at her nipples with my teeth as I worked her over. I felt her walls clench around my fingers and corkscrewed my wrist to push her over the edge. When she came down from her first orgasm, I lowered myself to have my head between her legs, licking her and pleasuring her again to the point of release. While we were fooling around, we didn't notice the lights flickering around us, a beginning to events we didn't see coming.
A Few Months Later
Harley, Rick, and I were sent a couple of missions of the next couple of months, one that had us completely wiped with exhaustion. We wanted to get back the house and relax. I had a bath planned that I thought I deserved, the others choosing to relax in a different way. I secretly hoped that Harley or Rick would join me in the bath. Though not exclusive yet, Harley and I fooled around once a month, sometimes twice if we really needed to let off some steam. As for Rick and me…we tended to flirt back and forth with each other; there were even some subtle touches every now and then. I would have asked him to join in with Harley and I, but I wasn't sure if she would even allow it.
When we got back to the house, however, we didn't expect to continue to be on alert for someone in the house…or rather someone. Outside appeared to be normal, inside was a completely different story. I opened the door and entered the kitchen, freezing in my tracks at what was before my eyes.
"Ophelia? What's wrong?" Rick asked, taking note of my sudden silence and halted footsteps. He sprinted towards the kitchen, Harley behind him. She let out a gasp, covering her mouth. All the cabinets had been thrown open, exposing what we kept store inside.
"What the hell? Did either of you leave these open by chance?" Rick asked. We shook our head. Not only that but the dining chairs were also stacked up on top of each other in the middle of the room; strangely, perfectly balanced.
"There's another possibility. Someone could be in here. Check the rooms. Be careful," Rick told us. We split up and cleared each room, meeting back in the kitchen.
"It could be our spirit guests. Maybe they're angry we haven't had sex in a while," Harley suggested. Rick scoffed at this, not believing in the supernatural at all.
"Or someone could be playing a joke on us and won't own up to it. I'm going to bed. I'm wiped," Rick said. I told him good night and headed to my own room with Harley, who disappeared in the room opposite mine. I stepped into my bathroom and started the water for my bath. I stripped while waiting for the water to heat up. Once it was to my liking, I ran a bubble bath bar under the water filling up the tub with bubbles to relax.
"Mind if I join you?" Harley's voice whispered in my ear as she wrapped her arms around my waist. I failed to hear her come in once again, but I was glad she was here with me now. She turned my head to kiss me, and I practically melted against her.
"Mm. I would love it if you joined me," I told her. This thing, this relationship of ours was now becoming a routine; this was the third time this month we decided to be intimate with each other. Only this time, we weren't having sex in the tub. Rather Harley held me in her arms as we toyed with each other's breasts, not going any further than that. In fact, it was such a low intimacy, that when the moans started, we thought they might be coming from Flag's room, and he had a lover he lied to us about.
When he denied it the next day, we still thought he didn't want to own up to it and went about our day. It didn't help months after this event that we were constantly hearing them, but only while Harley continued to sleep with me.
"This is getting bizarre. Why is it only happening while we are having sex? Why not when Flag has sex?" Harley asked.
"Rick hasn't had sex in a while. I'm pretty sure he's been single for these last few months," I told her.
"Which means the spirits like to watch. Stay here. I want to try something," she told me.
"Where are you going?" I asked, sighing when she left the room. When she came back, I didn't expect her to be dragging Rick into the room and immediately covered up.
"Uh, Harley, what are you doing? Why is he here right now?" I asked.
"I told you I want to try something. Test a theory I've been thinking of. You two should really fuck anyway," she answered. My jaw dropped open as Rick's eyes widened.
"Harley, no. She's your-,"
"We're not exclusive. Not yet anyway. Relax, Flag. I know you like her. It's obvious the way you look at her. I know she likes you as well. Look, even if we were together, I honestly wouldn't mind if you had a little fun with her. You're a good man. Now come on, I want to watch," she cut Rick off.
"Are you okay with this Ophelia? I don't want to step over any boundaries if you're not comfortable," he told me.
"Get over here and kiss me. I'm fine with this if you are," I told him. He crawled onto the bed and did as I asked, his tongue seeking entrance to my mouth. I let him in, slipping my hands under his shirt, skimming my hands over his well-defined chest. Rick pulled back to take it off, enveloping me in his warmth, continuing to kiss me. He pulled down the sheets, exposing my naked body, his hand coming to rest against the side of my breast. His thumb brushed over my nipple, and I arched into him, earning a low growl from him as I did so. He moved his hand lower until he spread my folds apart, inserting two fingers into my core. My nails dug into his back as he pumped in and out fast, building up my orgasm. I moaned into his mouth when inserted a third finger, stretching me.
Moans that were not our own began to fill the room, but we continued our fun, my walls clenching around his fingers as I came, coating his digits. Eager to pleasure him, I pushed down his pajama pants and underwear, fully revealing him. I pushed Rick back, laying him flat against the other end of the bed, while I lowered my mouth around his cock.
"Fuck! Ophelia, don't stop," he growled out. I swirled my tongue around the tip, working him and took him as deep as I could, his hips bucking up as I did so. I moved up and down, licking him fast to get him to the edge before leaving him wanting.
"Why did you stop? I-," he began, moaning as I straddled him, sinking down onto his cock. I rode him, my hands linking with his to hold them above his head. I kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip to allow me entrance.
"Wow. This is hot. Can I join?" Harley asked. I turned my attention to her, extending a hand to bring her over to us. She came behind and played with my breasts, turning my face to kiss me. She slipped a hand to put pressure against my clit as she circled around it. I surged forward, riding Rick faster and faster until another orgasm hit me. I kept going to send Rick over the edge. I removed myself to focus my attention on Harley, pinning her to the bed. I had Rick come from behind me while I touched her and kissed her, giving her first orgasm of the night. Shifting down. I angled my body in such a way to let Rick take me from behind and I could feast on Harley. The moans around grew louder until eventually they faded altogether. The three of us collapsed on the bed breathing hard, Harley taking my arms to wrap around her.
"What…was…your theory?" I asked her.
'The spirits in the house died during an intimate session, correct? I thought that maybe they hadn't finished together and maybe they liked watching so that they could finish themselves. I wanted to give them a little bit of show. It…worked. They're gone," she answered, drifting off to sleep. I snuggled close to her, snagging Rick's wrist when he tried to leave.
"Stay. I want you to stay," I told him. He wrapped his body around mine and we fell asleep, fully satisfied.