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💚 Three Is Better Than Two 💚

Ana was looking for a flat, and she found two flatmates in two handsome men. Will the three of them be able to live together, or will it clash and end up in tears?

‼️Rated M - {Out Of Characters/All Human/Alternate Universe}‼️

‼️Romance/Angst/Drama/Lemons‼️

‼️AS/CG/Jack Hyde/Elliott Steele‼️

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Chapter 7 (2,0K)

Ana thought that spending the night between the guys would be awkward for all of them when they would wake up, but it was far from it. They woke up on the couch, though Ana was pretty sure that Christian woke up way before Jack and her, and they went on with their day as usual. None of the guys made a comment about her meltdown of the previous night.

The only thing that differed was that when she received her weekly bouquet of flowers, there were tickets to Disneyland attached to it this Monday. Both Jack and Christian were taking her to see Mickey the following weekend to celebrate her birthday together, which delighted her like a kid. She didn't tell Elliott about the reason behind her going to Orlando with the guys, just that they invited her to tag along during their weekend.

She was surprised to see that Jack was the most childish of them three. In fact, though she was a big Disney kid, though she knew all the songs by heart, and though she was the first one in line when a new movie was coming out, both guys outdid her in that department. They were the ones who insisted to watch the parade, to have autographs of their favourite characters, to do certain rides because it was 'a must' and of course, they called Ana a Grinch when she tried to rest in between rides.

"Come on! We have to do the new Pirates of the Caribbean ride! How can you not want to go there?"

"Maybe because I know I won't see Johnny Depp there."

"Who cares? The ride existed before the movie. Or … are you chickening out?" Jack taunted and Christian laughed moving so she could be sandwiched between the two of them, "Miss I-lived-two-whole-years-with-bears-and-lions-and-whatever-dangerous-creature-there-is-out-there is scared of a little pirate ride."

"If I wanted to chicken out, I'd say my periods just started, and like any other men out there, you two would back off and let me be... I should have said that," she added in retrospect. But Christian wrapped his arm around her, leaning so he could whisper in her ear,

"I'm man enough to not be scared or grossed out by a woman being a woman. If you want to scare me off, you'll have to try something more gruesome than that."

Ana simply rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out to him, though she took the time to unwrap herself from him and put some distance between them. When she looked at Jack, he was giving Christian a warning glare before he cleared his throat and pointed at a snack stop, "I think Ana is just hungry, babe. And I wouldn't say no to some churros. Or maybe a bubble waffle."

"You're the one who always eats, Jack. You'd be on your death bed that you'd still ask for food."

"What can I say? I like having my mouth full," Jack simply retorted, not the slightest embarrassed by his love for food. The words were barely out of Jack's mouth, that Ana already knew how Christian would react. And he did not disappoint, he moved with his signature smirk spread across his lips so he would be between Ana and Jack, and squeezed Jack's butt as he proudly replied,

"Oh, I know. And I love having your mouth full. Maybe tonight I should give you something to eat so we can both have what we love."

Ana witnessed Jack become red like a tomato before he rushed to the kiosk as Christian chuckled, proud of his innuendos. She slapped Christian on his shoulder and admonished him, "Play nice!"

"I am playing nice. Though the ass grab might have been a bit cheeky on my part. Jack can be quite shy when it comes to PDA."

"I can't believe I used to think you were so quiet and polite and nice when I moved in," she mused as she got closer to Jack. She gently squeezed his bicep to show her support and Jack smiled at her before letting her know,

"He is. He's just getting used to you. Christian doesn't show this side of him to … anyone. Even my family hasn't seen this side of him yet. And they've been seeing him for years."

"I'm honoured then," she grimaced in Christian's direction with a sarcastic tone, making Jack laugh at them as he gave her a waffle with mint-chocolate chips ice cream.

"Are you a PDA girl yourself?" He inquired, and she shrugged, munching on her ice cream with all the love that mint-chocolate chips deserved, no matter the hate it got.

"I don't know really." This made both guys look at her with big rounded eyes, shocked. Christian stared at her, unmoving whilst Jack gave him a look and tried to play it cool,

"Are you a … you have dated before, right? That Taylor guy wasn't your first date, right?"

"First of all, dating and virginity are not necessarily a correlation. You can date a thousand people and still be a virgin, just like you can have never gone on a single date and be a real Casanova. But to answer your question, my cherry was popped on prom night, as cliché as it sounds.

It's just that PDA wasn't really an option in high school, Elliott is one of those annoying big brothers who think that playing muscles help you have a healthy school life. Even though he was long gone when I started dating. And then in Uni, well … we didn't have time to actually date and all that goes with it. In retrospect, it was more a friend with benefits than a true loving relationship.

I mean, my relationship with you guys is deeper than it was with Brian."

Christian brightly smiled, wrapping his arm back around Ana and kissing her cheek, "Of course it is. But that's because we're awesome and you're absolutely loveable."

"Of course I am," she laughed, protecting her waffle and ice cream from Christian. Jack shook his head at their childishness, though it was clear in his eyes that he was far from disapproving.

"Well, next year, it's official, we're going to some island. We need to see you in a bikini," Christian declared as they started walking toward their next ride, finishing their snacks.

"Next year? So you're not booting me out when I'll no longer be a student?" She joked, but Jack assured her with a serious tone and a benevolent smile,

"Oh, you are more than welcomed, Ana. As long as you want us, we are more than happy to share a life with you."

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When the end of May came, Ana passed her final exams, rather proud of herself and sure that she would graduate with honours. She had been asked to be the valedictorian of her year, but she left that honour to the person that came after her. She already did the whole thing when she graduated high school, and she felt that without her parents to look at her with pride from the auditorium, it wouldn't be the same.

The night of her last exam, she went out with the girls and they celebrated their newfound freedom. Or as Andrea would put it, their one week of enjoyment before they would start crying about how hard it was to find a job to pay off their student loans. Though she was the one who was the most affected by the precocity of finding a job after university.

Kate was from a wealthy family who already had a job lined up for her, Hannah had already promised a job in the company where she did her internship the summer before. And Ana always had Elliott who would love nothing more than to have her take care of his business for him. But she also had a couple of companies in New York who had been trying to poach her as well.

Still, for the duration of the night, none of the girls worried about money, student loans or the future. They just let go of the pressure accumulated throughout the year. They drank a lot, danced even more and had fun together, especially when one of them was blowing off a guy who thought he had his chance.

When she came home, it was well past three in the morning, and she removed her shoes as soon as she closed the door behind her so she could tiptoe her way to her room. But she had to repress a scream of terror when she saw Christian rising from the couch in the living room.

"Jesus Christ! Christian! You scared the living shit out of me!" She loudly whispered, but he didn't respond anything, simply looking at her, his eyes lingering on her red dress as his eyebrows furrowed,

"I thought we had agreed that you would call one of us when you would go out. Many things can happen in the dead of the night, Ana. Especially to pretty women like you."

"Don't worry, Christian. You sound like Elliott," she dismissed him, though she was touched that he had waited for her all night long. She passed by him and tapped his chest, but he caught her hand before it could leave his personal space.

"I am not your brother, Ana!"

"Thank God for that," she let out without thinking, aware more than ever of all the dirty things she thought concerning her roommates. She might be kinky enough to like the idea of a man-which with the boys, but she wasn't into that kind of weird thing to want her brother to touch her in any way other than brotherly.

Christian's eyes ravaged her face, and though she could tell what his next move would be, she did nothing to try and stop him. His hand left her arm to cup her face, and he whispered to her, "Thank god, indeed."

The words were barely out of his lips that they were already on Ana's as he collided her body to his. She wasn't sure if it was a lack of sexual life, her horniness, or her drunkenness, but still, she kissed him back, throwing her arms around his neck as she opened her mouth to him.

She felt his erection between her legs as he took her in his arms and laid her on the couch, his hand firmly on her ass as he wound up her red dress, his lips still claiming her with ardour and passion. And just as he started gyrating his hips against her, dry humping into the couch, he hit that special place that made her moan into his mouth.

He groaned in response and broke the kiss, panting as he rested his forehead against hers, and all she could think about at this right moment was how she didn't want this to stop. She was ready … and dripping. Right then and there would be perfect.

But it seemed that for once, Christian had decided to be serious and swallowed with difficulty before getting up, straightening his shirt, "You're drunk. You should go to bed."

Then he left, not sparing her another glance and it took her five good minutes to find the strength to get up, the realisation of what she had just done catching up to her. And her first thoughts weren't for her libido or the fact that Christian left her hanging, but Jack and what she had just done to him.

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