**Sang**
ꭊI been doing stupid things, wilder than I’ve ever been. You’ve become my favorite sin so, let em keep let em keep on talking, that’s right. ꭊ
“Good morning Lucian.” I say as I answer my phone.
“Morning Cupcake. Did I wake you?”
“Maybe, depends on the reason for your call.”
“I was hoping to temp you into having breakfast with me.”
“Then I’m awake.” I say with a giggle.
“Great.” He says with a chuckle. “Pick you up in 10?”
“Make it 20. I need to look alive.”
“I’m sure you look perfect Cupcake, but ok, 20 it is.”
“Good. Bye Lucian.”
“See you soon Cupcake.”
I hang up the phone and stretch in my bed, letting out a satisfied groan as my mind wanders back to last night. The date was amazing, and Owen was a perfect gentleman, not that I’d expect anything less from the perfection that is Mr. Owen Blackbourne. My cheeks heat up when I think of how we ended the night. Oh, that kiss! My boys are so different, but all of their kisses leave me breathless. What exactly did I do to deserve such perfect men in my life?
“You should probably get out of bed if you’re going to make your date with food boy.” Kayli mumbles from her bed.
I look at my phone and see that 5 minutes have passed since my phone call with Lucian, in which I was thinking about his brother.
“Oh, shoot! Thanks.”
I throw off my covers and scramble out of bed. I head to my closet to grab my shower pack and a towel, then race to the bathroom. Thankfully there’s an open shower in the back. The water is still a bit cold when I jump in, but I don’t have much time to wait for it to heat up, so I washup quickly and dry off.
When I get back to my room, I only have 5 minutes until Lucian arrives, so I go into my closet and throw on a pair of yoga pants and a light blue tank top, throwing my hair into a high pony tail and put on a pair of sneakers. I’m lacing up my last foot when there’s a knock on the door. I walk out and grab my keys and phone before opening the door for Lucian.
“Hey Cupcake, nice shirt.” He says with a smile.
“Thanks. Are we leaving the dorm? Should I grab a sweater?”
“Nope, you’re perfect. Let’s go.”
He grabs my hand and intertwine our fingers, pulling me out the door and closing it behind me. We walk over to the stairwell, and go downstairs to his room. I’ve never been in his room before, but it’s obvious he shares with Gabriel. Their room is set up pretty much like ours, except the desks are facing each other, so there’s limited access to the window seat.
The left side is Lucian’s, from the light blue comforter, and the right side is Gabriel’s, which has a orange comforter.
"So, where's Gabriel?" I ask him after he closes the door.
"Don't know. He was gone when I woke up." He says with a shrug.
"What time did you wake up?" I ask with a laugh.
It's around 10 right now, and if he planned for us to have breakfast, he'd have to have been up for a while.
"Don't know.  A couple hours ago?"
I laugh as I take a seat on his bed. He goes over to the desks, and grabs the plates that are resting on a try, bringing them over to me, before going back for another try that has a few different bowls on it.
I scoot back to the wall, and fold my legs, getting comfortable. Lucian hands me my plate before joining me by the wall and grabbing his. He sets the tray of bowls, which I now see hold different toppings, in front of us.
"Take your pick Cupcake. My health nut brother isn't here to dictate what should go with pancakes."
"He's not that bad." I say with a giggle, while reaching for the whipped cream.
I add it to my pancake stack, along with strawberries, blueberries, and a little syrup. Lucian does the same, and adds some caramel as well.
"So, how was your date with Owen?" He asks after we've taken a few bites.
"You knew about that?" I ask him.
Although I shouldn't be surprised, they seem to know everything that goes on with each other. I wonder if he knows about the kisses I've shared with his brothers...
"We all know. Owen told us so we wouldn't try and plan something with you for last night. Needless to say, not everyone was too happy about not being able to spend time with you last night." He tells me with a wink.
"Wow, you guys really are ok with me dating all of you." I say slightly astonished, even after Owen's revelation last night.
"Of course, well at least I am. As long as I get my time with you, I'm good."
"That's really sweet Lucian." I say with a smile.
"You're the sweet one Cupcake." He says with a grin. "You're the one who has to deal with the 9 of us. You're even ok with my brother, not that's saying something."
I giggle at his statement, as I go to take another bit of my pancakes.
"Uh Cupcake? You got a little..."
He trails off as I look at him. I raise my eyebrow in question as he brings his hand up to swipe at the corner of my mouth. I see the perpetrator in question is a dollop of whipped cream, which he quickly licks off his finger. My tongue darts out to clear off the stickiness left behind, and Lucian's eyes capture the movement.
Time seems to stop as I look into his eyes that have glazed over. His own tongue darts out and repeats the movement I made on his own lips, bringing my gaze down to his mouth. His lips are colored by the strawberries, leaving them a little pinker than they usually are. I bite down on my own lip as my thoughts move to what a kiss with Lucian might be like.
We seem to move closer together without any conscious thought, our eyes locked on the others lips, until they meet in the middle and my eyes drift close. We stay there for a moment, unsure of what to do next, before Lucian takes control and moves his lips against mine softly.  I mimic his actions as I let him take the lead. Breakfast forgotten, his hand moves to the nape of my neck and pulls me in closer, deepening the kiss. He opens his mouth and I feel his tongue slip out, running across my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I open up for him, and am consumed by the flavor of his tongue, along with our breakfast. He tastes of caramel and whipped cream, along with the pure sugar taste that I associate with him.
As our tongues tangle, bringing us closer together, I feel a heat rise in my lower belly. I feel him move the plate from my lap, before his hand settles on my waist, pulling me into him even more. Apparently, we aren't close enough, and I couldn't agree more.
Lucian starts to lower me down onto the bed, and go willingly. Feeling quite comfortable as his weight settles above me. I uncross my legs, hopefully giving him room to get comfortable as well. He wastes no time in stretching out, and settling himself between my legs. Our kisses become more fevered, pulling back to breathe, only to dive right back in with the same demand. I feel myself getting hotter as a coil start to tighten in my lower belly. I'm pretty sure I know what the feeling is, I'm horny, and Lucian's kiss is the reason.
I haven't had this sensation yet with any of my boys, of course none of our kisses have been this intense. This feeling of wanting more is new to me, and I must say that I like it. Lucian's hips flex into me, bringing a moan from us both as I feel his hardened length press into my core. I bring my leg up to rest it on his hip, opening myself up for more, while at the same time, not knowing if that's something I'm ready for.
Lucian pulls back from our kiss, bringing a whimper out of me, only to drop butterfly kisses along my cheek, leading down to my jaw, and ultimately to my neck. I turn my head to the side, giving him free access as I'm drowning in a haze of sugar, heat, and all that is Lucian.
"So beautiful." He whispers, as his tongue darts out and licks the space where my neck and shoulder meet, bringing another moan from my lips as his hand tightens on my waist.
He kisses the spot deeply, sucking some of the skin into his mouth before making his way back up to my mouth. Our lips reconnect, as our tongues battle for dominance. The suction of our lips the only sound to be heard in the room...that is, until the door slams shut.
Like cold water has been doused on the both of us, we pull away from each other. Lucian sits up, looking towards the door. I follow his gaze to see Gabriel standing there with a smirk on his face and a twinkle in his eyes.
"By all means, don't stop on my account." He says with a chuckle.
I feel my cheeks blaze as I realize we've been caught in the act. Although it was just kissing, I'm not entirely sure where we would've ended up had he not come back.
"Don't be embarrassed Trouble. We'll have to get use to this since we're all dating you. As long as I'm not left out we're good." Gabriel says with a wink while going over to his bed.
They really are all ok with this.
Lucian chuckles as he runs his hand through his hair, looking over the bed, where most of our breakfast has ended up.
"Hey Gabe, where ya been?" He asks him, as he starts to clean up the mess.
I use this time to sit up myself, straightening my clothes needlessly.
"Had to head over to the house early this morning. I see you had breakfast covered." Gabriel responds while wiggling his eyebrows, drawing a giggle out of me.
"Ha ha, yeah. Something like that." Lucian responds.
"So Trouble, how was breakfast?" He asks me with a smirk.
"It was um, it was good." I tell him, trying to fight the smile threatening to break out.
"I can see that." He says with a wink. "Well, since we've all been fed, got any plans for today?"
"Uh, no, I don't think so." I tell him with a shrug.
"My schedules free." Lucian tells him, while plopping back on the bed next to me.
"Great, then I need you to borrow North's Jeep." Gabriel tells him.
"Sure, why?"
"Because we're taking Trouble outta here."

**Gabriel**
When I walked into my room after helping Dr. Roberts plan for the Academy Gala at the end of the semester, I didn’t expect to see Luke and Sang going at it on his bed, but damn it if it wasn’t hot. Shit! I never thought I’d be into the whole voyeur thing, but something about seeing my best friend, making out with the girl of my dreams, and knowing that I could do it too, kinda got a rise out of me. But since I’m not there with her yet, it’s time to get the fuck out of this room that’s filled with sexual tension, and doing something that we can all enjoy.
“Where are we going Gabriel?” Trouble asks as we herd her into the passenger seat of North’s Jeep.
“It’s a surprise Trouble.” I tell her as I hop into the backseat.
I’ve already told Luke where to go, and he thinks she’ll love it. I don’t know if she’s ever done it before, what with her fucked up past, but if not, we’ll teach her. She’ll have a blast, I know it.

**Sang**
“Don’t worry Cupcake, you’ll have fun.” Lucian says to me as he pulls out of the parking spot.
“Ok guys, I trust you.”
I spend the rest of the drive talking and joking with the guys, while looking out the window, trying to get a hint about where we’re going. I may not know the area too well, but the guys have driven me around a few times, and I’d like to think that I had payed attention enough to know if we were going someplace I’d been before.
Nothing seems familiar, so I just use the time to get to know my fun loving boys a bit better. We talked about nothing, and everything, if that makes sense. I learned about some of the pranks they’ve played on their brothers and the things they used to do back home to have a good time, which mostly included pranks or video games. They’re happy to be going back for the Thanksgiving weekend in a few weeks; they’ve missed their families. I wish I could understand the feeling, but I’m sure I’ll miss my boys while they’re gone, they’ve become my own little family. I used to think of Kayli as a sister, now I’m not so sure what we are. The hurt is slowly mending, but our relationship will never be what it once was.
We pull up to a giant warehouse looking building about a half hour later. The building is pretty mundane looking, nothing out of the ordinary, except for the giant pair of skates that adorn the top of the building. This is the only feature that clues me into what we’ll be doing today.
“We’re going skating?” I ask in shock.
“You bet Trouble.” Gabriel answers as he opens my door for me.
I guess I was so in shock from learning about today’s activity, that I hadn’t even noticed that they had both gotten out of the car and are waiting for me patiently.
“Guys, I don’t know how to skate.” I tell them sheepishly as I unbuckle my seatbelt.
“Don’t worry Cupcake, we’ll teach you.” Lucian says to me as he closed the car door.
I give them both a hesitant nod, and let them grasp my hands, pulling me towards the building.
Lucian pays for our entrance, and Gabriel quickly gets the skates that we’ll be renting in our sizes.
“I hate for you to have to wear shit that’s had other people’s nasty fucking feet in them, but it’ll all in the first time experience. Next time you’ll have your own skates.” Gabriel tells me as he hands me a pair in my size.
I notice that they have a blade instead of wheels and figure we’ll be ice skating. Isn’t there supposed to be ice for you to ice skate? I put my quandry aside for the moment, and sit down on one of the benches to lace up the skates. Lucian takes my sneakers from me, and puts them in a locker off to the side, along with his and Gabriel’s.
After we all have our skates nice and tight, the boys help me stand, and together we manuvor over to the double doors past the lockers. As soon as we open the doors, as chill greets us, and I no longer have to wonder about the ice. A few feet in front of us is a giant ice skaing rink, the size of about half a football field. There are plople of all ages going around the ice, and looking like they are having a great time. A feeling of giddiness overtakes me, and I suddenly find myself giggling, ready to take on this new adventure.
“Let’s go.” I say with a giant grin on my face.
The boys just chuckle at my exuberance and help me over to the ice. They both keep my hands tight in their grip the whole time, and as soon as we step on the ice, I slip a little. Their steady holds come in handy, because they just kept me from falling flat on my butt.
We manage to move away from the entry a bit, with we walking like a newborn, into a space away from too many people. Gabriel lets go of my hand to show me how I’m supposed to move my feet and I immediately latch both my hands onto Lucian’s arm, causing us both to slip and fall.
We laugh through the pain, as Gabriel stands above us chuckling. He helps us back up, then proceeds to show me the correct way to move my feet. It takes a little practice, but with Lucian’s help, I’ve got the basic movements down. It’s time to skate!