Coming Home

I stared at the two men sitting before me in utter confusion. Somehow, in the course of a couple of days, these two had made the fucking decision to be friends. And without involving me in any kind of discussion, they decided to discuss the most insane idea I had ever heard. Would it make my life easier? Yes, it really would. But it would also make all of our lives a lot harder.

"Are you two actually serious about this?" I asked, staring at the two men I was in love with.

Deep blue and liquid whiskey looked at me. Dimples flashed quickly before disappearing at the sight of the look on my face. Blue eyes fought to keep steady on mine. I could tell both were thinking completely different things. Charlie was wondering about me, how I was going to take all of this. Matt was wondering about how we would make it work. That was the biggest difference between the two. Matt was focused on the future; Charlie was focused on the present. Me? I was perpetually stuck in the past.

"We've talked about it at length, and I'm completely ready for this," Charlie said, blue eyes flashing. "To be honest, Rae, this is a piece of me I have been denying my entire life. They say curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. I want to be with you, Rae. I've wanted to be with you since we were on the same team. And the more time I spend with Matt, the more time I want to be with him too."

Matt looked between the two of us. "Rae, I've known my true sexuality since I joined the SEALs. Being bisexual and in the military is a death sentence to your career. Being bi and in the metal world is a literal death sentence. I wouldn't be taking this risk if I didn't truly want to be with both of you. I want you, Rae. I always have. If that includes Charlie, I am prepared to be with him too."

Staring at my hands, I took a minute to think about all this. The words coming out of their mouths were insanity. Charlie was a big, bad Marine. When you thought of a Marine, he was the idea that popped into your head. It was utterly mind boggling that he wanted to be with Matt and me. Matt was this former SEAL, metal god and he wanted to be in a polyamorous relationship? I loved both these men. But I didn't want to hurt either of them.

"I... I don't want to hurt you. This is not something that we can just dive into! Charlie, you have a career here as a teacher, and Matt you are the biggest metal name right now. How do you think people are going to react to you being in a relationship with a man and a woman? People will just call me a slut, but you two will be eaten alive."

Charlie gently rubbed my back. "I am prepared for those kinds of reactions, Reaper. I would rather lose a job then not be happy. You and Matt... you guys are weird together, but every one can see the chemistry. You and me are electric. Me and Matt.. we could be amazing. But the three of us would be on another plane entirely."

I squeezed his hand and looked into those hazel eyes. It was always those hazel eyes that got to me. Every time he looked at me with those damn electrifying eyes, I got into trouble. It was Matt's eyes that wooed me into sex, into the Force Recon, into getting pregnant. And it was my own self that followed every time. And I wanted to follow this time again, but something was holding me back.

"Matt, what is the band going to say?"

He sighed, those eyes flashing brown for a moment. "Honestly, they are going to be so pissed that I am getting back together with you. Brian and Zacky fucking hate you. Johnny is still upset about Jimmy's death, and Brooks will actually be happy. I think they'll all be happy that I'm trying again. Rae, after what I tried a few months ago, I think they'll be okay with whatever I do as long as it's not suicide."

My eyes watered at him mentioning his attempt. As much as I tried to act like he meant nothing to me in the six years we were apart, it was a lie. Matt was a part of my very being and soul. I met him so young and so much of my life revolved around him that I don't think I could do it without him. But Charlie was also very much a piece of me. He had helped me through when things were so bad those first months after the leg. He had made me feel whole again, not that a man ever should. The two of them were the perfect man, but how selfish would it be for me to be with them both? And what if we got jealous or stopped loving each other? And did they even love each other?

"I can see the gears rolling around that head, Reaper." Charlie squeezed my hand. "Just stop with all the questions and what ifs. Just answer these three questions: do you want to be with me? Do you want to be with Matt? Do you want to be with the two of us?"

I took a deep breath. "I love you, Charlie, so yes I want to be with you. I love Matt, so I want to be with him. I love you both so much, and I want to be with you both. But--"

Matt clamped a hand over my mouth. "No buts. We will get to all those lingering questions later. For now... let's just celebrate the three of us becoming a couple... that's not the right word."

Charlie chuckled. "Let's just call it a relationship."

I stared at the two men, so many questions running through my brain. When did they start getting along so well? Why was it so fucking hot to see the two of them getting along like that?

"So... will you two have sex?"

Two pairs of eyes turned to me. "Well, I'd love to have sex like this." Charlie looked over at Matt, wondering what the metal vocalist had to say.

"I want the three of us to have sex, obviously. That would entail me and Charlie in any of your holes. It would entail Charlie in your pussy and me in his ass or vice versa. It would also entail just you and me, just you and him, and just him and me. I want us to be comfortable and not jealous of one another. Our individual relationships are just as important as our three-way relationship. So yes, Rae, we will have sex."

Charlie blushed and looked down at his feet. "I've only ever topped, Matt."

Matt's dimples flashed. "Me too, bro. We'll figure it out. And Rae, you can watch." He winked at me.

My heart leapt in my chest. "Fucking bring it on. But you have to tell Avenged before we even try this."

Matt nodded. "If that's what the deal breaker is, I'll bring it up to them."

Notes

I know, I know. I promised smut and a longer chapter. Well, at least I updated after four days, right?

Anyway, I am beyond pissed. And never, ever, ever work at a boot store during rodeo season. I AM DYING!