“You think it’ll go that far?” Nami asked.
“Nami, I have no fucking idea. It’s weird. It was just so… sudden. Two days ago, I wouldn’t have done it for a million bucks. Then suddenly I wanted to so badly. I don’t know if I suddenly felt something for him, or if I… yeah, I shouldn’t be talking about this with you.” Zoe laughed out of sheer nervousness.
“Please, go on,” Nami said, her voice just above a whisper. “I want you to. It’s nice not being the only one with this feeling.”
Zoe’s laughter turned into a smile of nervousness. “Or… if I just wanted it,” she finished quietly. “If I just wanted to feel that release.” She cleared her throat. “Plus, I wanted to tell you because you’re my friend, and we should communicate these things. And I feel bad doing that when it was basically in front of you.”
“Don’t feel bad. I was… I wasn’t an angel myself,” Nami confessed.
Zoe laughed. “Yeah, I know, but it’s not like you did anything with those boys, let alone in front of me, so this one’s my bad.”
“No, that’s not what I meant,” Nami replied honestly. The two had evolved into a tense couple of girls, sitting across from each other on the floor, tense and serious. The mozzarella sticks were growing cold.
“…And what’s that supposed to mean?” Zoe inquired.
“I, uh… did stuff too. While the lights were out,” Nami quietly confessed.
Zoe gave Nami a puzzled look. “With who, the homeless orgasm lady?”
Nami quietly laughed. “No, I, um… played with myself.”
A silence passed between them, and Nami felt the need to correct a possible misconception. “I didn’t hear you two. It was just… I was thinking about Jeremy. My mind wandered, and I lost myself, and… yeah.”
“We both lost ourselves, huh?” Zoe asked with a dry quiver to her voice. “And I made out with Tyler while you masturbated. And neither of us knew the other was doing it.”
“Yeah.”
“That’s… yeah, that’s hot.”
“I think so,” Nami quietly admitted.
Zoe was nearly visibly shaking with teenage tension, and her eyes went everywhere, until she spotted the plate of mozza sticks on the floor. “C’mon,” she finally said. “Eat.” She laughed. “We need to stop talking about this, or I’m going to need the washroom soon.”
Nami laughed delicately and agreed, reaching for a stick. Still, she knew that as soon as she got home, she’d definitely be masturbating. This whole situation was crazy. She hoped that Tyler wouldn’t make it too weird.
Though, wasn’t masturbating in the dark with your two platonic friends making out next to you weird enough?
***
Credit to Tyler, and to Zoe; if Zoe hadn’t told her what was going on, Nami wouldn’t have noticed. The two had pegged Tyler as the type of guy that wouldn’t be able to keep his mouth shut about anything, but sure enough, there he was, not only not bragging to Nami, but acting as if nothing had changed.
It was comforting to know that the makeout session hadn’t led to some sort of awkward conversation or even a tension in the group; it was pretty clear no one wanted the group to split up after all of their little adventures.
At lunchtime, the trio met and went about their usual joking around, albeit with the occasional glance between Nami and Zoe. If anything, they were being less subtle about what they knew than Tyler was. More than once, Nami wondered about the possibility of Tyler straight-up forgetting what happened – she didn’t think he was that dumb, but… she hadn’t ruled it out.
That said, Tyler was being strange and out-of-character about something else. “I want to go to the mall again,” he said out of nowhere with no pretense. “Who’s in?”
“I am,” Zoe replied immediately, then blushed when Nami raised her eyebrows at her. Even Tyler’s poker face broke a bit when he saw her.
Thankfully, he recovered quickly, and grinned. “I thought you liked it,” he replied, and turned to Nami. “What do you say? We have no clue how long we have until someone discovers that door. What do you say?”
Something compelled Nami to say yes. She had no idea what. The mall was just… so exciting to her. She wanted to go back there, as soon as possible. “I’ll do it,” she agreed.
Tyler grinned again. “Can’t wait!”
***
Zoe, Tyler, and Nami all breathed deeply once they arrived in the food court. They were all flooded with that sense of excitement, adventure, and… any other feelings they may or may not have had at that moment.
“So which way are we heading this time?” Zoe inquired. “We’ve already been down both of the other ends of the mall.”
Tyler thought to himself for a second, shining his flashlight around. “There’s still a bunch of stores we missed down both ends,” he commented.
“But the homeless person was at the, um, south end,” Nami replied. “Maybe it would be polite to not go into her territory.”
“We don’t even know if they did live here,” Tyler countered. “For all we know, someone came in here like us, looking for a cool place to explore. Then she masturbated for whatever reason and left.” He chuckled at the absurdity.
Nami blushed deeply, and felt bad at that moment. Zoe must have understood why, because she quickly cleared her throat and added, “Okay, let’s go down south again. If we hear anything, anything, we leave and go to the north end instead. To be respectful.”
The other two agreed and began their trek down to the south, stopping by any stores they missed the first time along the way.
“This place is like a maze,” Nami commented.
“It’s probably because it’s so dark,” Zoe replied. “I bet it would be easier to navigate if it was lit.”
“Well, duh,” Tyler replied dryly. Nami looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Zoe blush and smile at Tyler, thinking Nami wasn’t looking at them. Tyler smiled back.
Nami was so jealous. Her two best friends, no less. They were secretly lusting for each other and trying to keep it secret from her. It was… hot. Sexy. So sexy. Nami wished so badly that she could have what they had, and get opportunities to make out with her secret boyfriend while her friend was there or something. Especially if it was Jeremy, smug confident Jeremy, laughing along with her friends but secretly grabbing her ass when they couldn’t see or something. She would melt for him. She could melt for him right now.
“Nami, you coming?” Zoe’s voice rang from down the mall.
“Huh? Oh, yeah,” Nami mumbled with a flushed face as she ran to catch up to the pair. They were looking over some shoe store, with Tyler fixated on the desk.
“This also gives us a cool challenge,” he remarked out loud. “If there is someone living here, maybe things will be arranged differently or something. They’re probably using the stores for stuff.”
“We last went down the south end like two weeks ago, and you can’t even remember what you had for breakfast this morning,” Zoe countered, rolling her eyes.
“Hey! I actually remember these visits really well. If it’s memorable, I actually have a good memory.” Tyler’s smile got wide. “I remember last time we came here particularly well.”
While that comment was clearly made for Zoe, Nami could barely stop herself from giving a subconscious sex moan at that comment. Their situation was so taboo, and she was loving it. She was so horny that she wouldn’t have minded if the two just made out in front of her, but she was already seen as a hormonal freak to them as it was, so she really didn’t want to make that situation worse by giving them permission or something. Plus, the repercussions… nope. It shouldn’t even have been a possibility in her mind.
Zoe wasn’t letting up either. “Well, I guess we should make this time memorable too, shouldn’t we?” she asked in a playful way. A week ago, Nami would have thought she was toying with him, but she was totally hitting on him. She wanted him again. This was going to happen again, and fuck it all, she wasn’t going to get to see it.
Unless…
The trio searched for a bit longer in the store and decided to press on, when Nami hatched a plan. Over the course of about a minute, she started artificially breathing heavier and heavier, in a pained manner, until Tyler piped up.
“You okay, Nami? You’re breathing pretty hard there.”
“I don- I don’t know,” Nami replied, acting as convincingly as she could. “I think the stale air is getting to me. Can I just run out for a few minutes? You guys can stay here, I can find my own way back.”
“Are you sure, Nami? I don’t mind coming with you if he doesn’t,” Zoe immediately replied. Internally, Nami cringed.
“Now hang on, Zoe,” Tyler asserted, his eyes gleaming. “I don’t want Nami to feel like she can’t do things on her own. If she wants to catch her breath on her own, without us breathing down her neck, I don’t mind if you don’t.”
Nami had to suppress her grin. Tyler thought he was being so clever. Tyler turned to Zoe to check her reaction and as he did, Nami looked at Zoe too, raising her eyebrows and giving her a knowing smile.
Zoe tried her best not to let the fact she saw Nami’s expression alert Tyler, and pretended to mull it over. “Okay. You have your phone on you, right?”
“Yup, I do,” Nami replied, only remembering just then to keep up the breathing act (which she dropped for about a solid half-minute, not that Tyler seemed to care). “I’ll be back as soon as I feel better. You’ll hear me before you see me, right?”
Tyler shrugged in confirmation. “That’s good enough for me. Hope you feel better soon, Nami. We’ll stay in this store here until you arrive; I don’t think we checked it out yet.” He pointed to some abandoned jewelry store.
Nami nodded, and began to run off, running just out of sight before pivoting. This was where she made her move. Swiftly but quietly, she tiptoed back, not back the way she came, but slightly down the hall, as the two no doubt headed into the jewelry store. She tiptoed up to the edge of the store, where the two wouldn’t see her, as long as they didn’t poke their heads out the store. She leaned her back against the wall right next to the doorway and started to shimmy closer, focusing only on what she could hear.
As soon as Nami got closer to the store, she hit the auditory jackpot. Now thinking their friend had gone off to get some air, the two were, for now, less careful about the noises they made. While they weren’t being overly loud, Nami could clearly hear the sounds of passion as the two no doubt embraced – the sounds of lips and tongues meeting, and of Zoe’s pretty, surprisingly feminine moans.
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