Of all the things Nile expected with immortality, becoming an unintentional voyeur wasn't one of them. She has is the thing. She didn't mean to the first time, or the third, or even the twelfth, but the group is free with affection, comfortable with each other, sharing space the way you do when you know you'll be together--well. They count in centuries, not decades, and Nile's still trying to figure it out. And so she's run across them: Joe and Nicky pressed against the wall as they kissed into each other's mouths after a mission, Nicky slipping out of Andy's room, Joe and Nicky on the couch, Nicky gasping, head thrown back as Joe thrust--
--anyway. Yeah, she's walked in on them. And she would be lying if she didn't admit that she's noticed how damn attractive the people she now calls family are. They're gorgeous, all of them, and Joe and Nicky especially are--even more attractive when they're in the middle of sex. She'll admit it to herself even if she's not quite ready to admit it out loud.
Add in the time Joe actually offered for her to join them and she just can't quite get it out of her head.
Which, of course, all comes to a head in this moment: looking at Nicky, very nearly nude and spread out on their bed with Joe's head between his thighs. Nicky's cock is hard and Nile's eyes are drawn to it before she looks away, cheeks going dark. Fuck. She should go. She should turn around and walk out the door. She should make her apologies like she always does and slip out the door and they can all meet back up at dinner again and pretend this never happened.
Instead, her eyes keep flicking back up to watch them, the splay of their bodies together: Joe's dark curls against a pale expanse, Nicky's red lips half open as he huffs, trying to grab settle his breathing--
"I was just. Ah--" She hesitates, even though she should be leaving. "Andy wanted me to check in about--
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--anyway. Yeah, she's walked in on them. And she would be lying if she didn't admit that she's noticed how damn attractive the people she now calls family are. They're gorgeous, all of them, and Joe and Nicky especially are--even more attractive when they're in the middle of sex. She'll admit it to herself even if she's not quite ready to admit it out loud.
Add in the time Joe actually offered for her to join them and she just can't quite get it out of her head.
Which, of course, all comes to a head in this moment: looking at Nicky, very nearly nude and spread out on their bed with Joe's head between his thighs. Nicky's cock is hard and Nile's eyes are drawn to it before she looks away, cheeks going dark. Fuck. She should go. She should turn around and walk out the door. She should make her apologies like she always does and slip out the door and they can all meet back up at dinner again and pretend this never happened.
Instead, her eyes keep flicking back up to watch them, the splay of their bodies together: Joe's dark curls against a pale expanse, Nicky's red lips half open as he huffs, trying to grab settle his breathing--
"I was just. Ah--" She hesitates, even though she should be leaving. "Andy wanted me to check in about--
--something."