Athena's Pov

“How about candies? Or chocolate perhaps?” Ares asked.

I shook my head with the politest smile ever. “No. We'll just like to resume our movie...”

I swear no one here understands the concept of personal space. I just wanted to watch a movie with my boyfriend in the privacy of my home theater but one by one each brother has come to check up on us as if they'll randomly find us fucking.

Ares looked at Tristan for a few seconds as if warning him to stay in his limits before he finally left us alone.

“Next time we'll stick to my home projector. At least we won't have so many distractions.” Tristan grumbled.

“Don't spoil your mood. They're gone now.” I said and rubbed his arm slightly to ease up his tense muscles.

We had taken out the arm rest between us so I shifted closer to snuggle at his side. He draped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me further to himself.

Tristan played back the movie and I placed a leg on his before resting my arm around his waist. This was so comfortable that I closed my eyes when Tristan covered us with a blanket.

He tilted his face down to look at me. “Don't you dare fall asleep. We haven't even reached the interval yet.”

“I'm not sleeping. I'm just resting my eyes.” I grumbled turning back to the screen again.

Half an hour into the movie, I realized Tristan was weirdly stiff. His arm around my shoulder was so still that I could pronounce him dead. His eyes were strictly trained to the screen while his fingers were resting on my bare arm like he's trying to forget they exist.

I snuggled more to his side stretching my leg to ease up the tension when his free hand came down to my thigh, stopping my movement. It was then that I understood what was happening.

My hand instantly went down and I pressed against his crotch. I nearly jumped in excitement when my suspicions were proved right.

“I knew it. You're hard, you little bitch.” I exclaimed loudly.

Tristan hurriedly removed my hand from his dick with wide panicking eyes. “Shut up! Someone might hear you.”

I chuckled and sat back. “Relax. I'm sure they've all gotten tired of checking up on us and finding us in the same old appropriate positions.”

Tristan didn't say anything and turned back to the screen. When I saw him adjusting his trousers under the blanket, I got a brilliant idea.

“You know…” I slowly took my hand to the waistline of his jeans.

He held my hand with stern eyes. “No way! Someone might walk in.”

“Chill, baby girl. I'm here for you.” I said, pecking his lips.

I don't think I can handle it if any of the brothers walked in on us. But Tristan doesn't have to know how scared I was. He deserved a good time.

“Athena no, I don't think-” He fell silent when I rubbed my palmed his dick over the jeans.

“Let’s bet I'll make you cum in five.” I whispered to him.

“It's too risky, let's not-” I placed a finger on his lips.

“Just lay back Tristan. I'm gonna make you feel good.” I told him being sure of my words.

“Athena, you’ll get us in troub-”

“Shhhh…” I pecked his lips again. “You deserve some special care, darling.”

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Tristan was resting against the seat with his eyes closed as he calmed his breathing. He looked so cute and tired.

When I stood up and sat beside him, his eyes finally opened to look at me. He smiled. “Athena it was- fuck it was amazing. I can't tell you how many time I’ve thought of this and- not even in my imagination were you this good.”

I chuckled. “Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it.”

When he leaned to me for a kiss, I moved back with a frown. “Are you sure? I just gave you a blowjob.”

He looked at me confused. “So we can't kiss?”

“Usually guys don't like to kiss after I’ve just swallowed their cum…”

“Oh.” He took a moment to gather his thoughts. “I don't mind. It's you. And you just made me feel so good, if I don't even kiss you for it then that's so weird. Don't you think so?”

A smile formed on my lips at how different he truly was from the guys I've been with before.

He leaned in again and this time I kissed him. It was such a gentle kiss that it just melted me. I felt loved and I knew this was true.

When we pulled back I saw his dick hardening again. He immediately pulled up his boxers and tucked his dick inside before looking at me as if nothing happened here.

“Okay your turn.” He announced and leaned down to my legs but I pushed him back.

“No. Today was your day.” He scowled and I kissed his cheek. “We shouldn't risk it again.”

He slowly nodded then a thoughtful look appeared on his face. He blinked and bit his lip looking visibly uncomfortable as he asked, “Um… You're okay with it… right?” I gave him a confused look, not understanding what he's asking. “My dick…”

It surprised me he actually asked that. Most boys would prefer living in delusion.

“Don’t worry. You have a very cute ding dong, Tristan.” I chuckled.

The embarrassment on his face made me laugh. “I'm serious, Athena. You signed up without… you didn't see me, we didn't do a trial and I… I don't want you to… you know…”

I shook my head and cupped his cheeks with my hands. “I love you, Tristan. I love each part of you. I don't know why you'd even be insecure, you actually have a good length, girth and even a bloody beautiful shape. You're perfect.” I tried my best to reassure him.

“If you say so… I hope you're not lying.” He mumbled.

“Ask anyone else they'd say the same-” I cut myself off when I realized what I’m saying. “No, no, don't ask anyone else. It's only mine to see.”

Tristan smiled at my words and pecked me. “It's only yours to see.”