AN: Okay, the pace is definitely going to slow down after this, because I've caught up with all of the advance writing I did (obv no one could keep up this breakneck pace lol). And the sexy times have begun, so expect it to occur more and more, okay?

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They took a short break to eat some pizza after they got home, then got all the boxes moved up in short order. The hardest thing to move up turned out to be her bed, because of how narrow and steep the stairs were, and how sharp the turn at the top where the door was. As it was, only the fact the Sullivan was so tall kept him from dropping it all the way down to the ground.

"Shit, that was close," he said after the mattress was safely inside the loft.

"It's because you didn't pivot when I told you to," Tommy said, grinning.

"I love that episode!" Momoko declared.

Tommy raised his hand to her for a high five. "Yes! We can watch together! Finally someone to binge Friends with me."

"Anytime, Tommy," Momoko promised, leaning her head on his shoulder.

She rose to go and retrieve more boxes from the van, and Tommy followed, finding the sight of her climbing the stairs very nearly irresistible. In fact, after a couple of trips, Momoko turned around to ask, "Tommy, are you perchance 'an ass man'?"

And Sullivan, who was passing them in the other direction laughed, saying, "Oops, Tomás, I guess your secret's out, man."

And Tommy had the good grace to blush.

"It's okay," Momoko assured him. "I mean, we're going to be living together, I'm sure we'll all have plenty of opportunities to look at each other, right?" She winked at him. "You have a very nice tushy too, Tommy."

She turned around and kept climbing as Sully and Tommy stared at each other, mouths open in shock. Tommy nodded in approval as he, too, turned and continued toward the loft.

As late afternoon turned to dusk, it seemed to get hotter, and Momoko could only appreciate her good luck. The boys were shiny with sweat, and she felt like she was in an ad for some kind of hot guys' moving company or something. She was surrounded by muscly, gorgeous men who were breathing hard as they heaved boxes to and fro, smiling at her whenever they passed. Eventually they all took their shirts off, and she was nearly fainting from all the exposed skin.

Tommy was the most buff, the most muscular, as she'd guessed. Sully was the biggest, and probably weighed the most. Jude was the thinnest, with tight, ropy muscles, and Dane was the slightest of build, and only really had definition on his arms.

But all were absolutely beautiful.

And while she was admiring them, they were all admiring her. Momoko had unbraided her hair and put it up in a messy bun, from which tendrils had escaped which were curling in the heat and humidity. She was wearing a simple tank top and shorts, and soon her body, too, was gleaming with sweat, which only enhanced her beautiful skin tone. Her calves flexed as she bent and stretched at various tasks, and the boys were mesmerized.

"Peaches? Where do you want these books?" Dane asked.

As Momoko gestured, he could see that little beads of moisture had accumulated on her upper lip, and the urge to kiss them off was nearly overpowering. She pointed, and he could see the definition of her upper arm where her tricep flexed slightly, and forgot to listen to what she was saying.

"Dane? did you hear me?"

"Huh? What?"

"I asked if anything in particular went there, or if I could put my books in that spot?"

He finally tore his eyes away from her and looked at where she was pointing. "Oh, no, I mean, yeah, that's fine, nothing goes there." He took the box he was carrying and began to unload the books in it onto the shelf she'd indicated.

"Try not to look so besotted," Jude suggested kindly as he walked by, shaking his head.

"Try not to be such an asshole," Dane replied.

"Ooh, the quiet one's got quite the mouth on today." Jude grinned from him at the front door.

"You think I haven't noticed you staring at her boobs?" Dane shook his head, books in his hand.

"Have you seen them, though? God," Jude made a face of helplessness.

"I know, I know, I'm just saying, be a little more subtle, you know? Like try not to drool," Dane said, smiling. "She's going to be living here, we all have to get along, and that means not acting like dogs in heat when she's around, that's all."

Jude nodded as he headed down the stairs.

And Sullivan, who'd overheard the conversation between Dane and Jude, approached Dane and started helping him put the books on the shelf. "Seriously, Dane, do you think this might be a mistake?"

"What? Asking her to move in with us?"

Sully shrugged. "All of it. Hiring such a pretty girl to be our singer in the first place. I mean, we're all into her, that's obvious after just a day. And now she's living here, so we're all going to be together 24/7. What if it fucks up the band?"

"Dude, you're the one who asked her to move in here in the first place," Dane pointed out, gesturing at him with a copy of Lolita in his hand.

"I know, I know," Sully agreed. "It would be bad enough if it were just us all liking her, you know? But what if she likes one of us back? The rest of us are going to want to tear his head off, aren't we? What if it starts to affect the music?"

Dane shrugged. "I don't know, man. The closest we've ever come to anything like this is when Jude and Tommy both liked that skinny model chick. What was her name? Cindy? And she screwed both of them and left them for the hockey player. Problem solved."

Momoko walked in with another box of books. "There's enough room for another box, right?" She looked back and forth between the two guys. "What are you talking about so seriously, might I ask?" She set the box down and put an arm around each of them, smiling. "Oh, sorry, is it private?"

"No, no big deal, just admiring your taste in reading material," Dane assured her.

"Oh, thanks." She looked around. "I think we're just about finished. It's kind of amazing, how huge this space is. It's absorbed all my stuff, and there's still room for more, you know? I mean, look, my chair and sheet music holder fit right in, it's like you were waiting for me to move in or something, isn't it?"

After she left, Dane said, "You know, it might not be a problem at all. Like today? It's just been a kind of fun, flirty day for everyone, and I haven't felt even a little bit jealous of any of you. I like her, yeah, but if she chose you over me, I don't think it would bother me." He shrugged again and looked at his friend. "Let's just see how it goes. I mean, she can sing like a motherfucker, I'd hate to lose her over a potential problem that hasn't even happened yet, you know?"

Sullivan nodded. "You're right. And we have a full day of rehearsal scheduled tomorrow, we should see how the music goes now that we're all a little more familiar with each other before I go full on worry wort, I guess."

"Oh my god, you guys, we're all finished," Momoko said barely half an hour later. " All I have left is to unpack my room. And it's not even ten o'clock! Thanks so much!"

"So how about ten minute showers and we meet out here for a night cap?" Jude suggested. He turned to Momoko. "Are you capable of a ten minute shower?" he asked with a smile.

She nodded. "If I have to, absofuckinglutely."

So they all took their turns, letting Momoko go first, which she thought was very kind of them, and within thirty minutes, sure enough, everyone was out in their PJs, to enjoy a glass of wine. Momoko wore a sleeveless white nightie, deciding that if she were going to be living with them, she might as well learn to be comfortable with them. After all, it wasn't as though she were going out there in her underwear or anything.

"Anyone up for a movie?" Dane asked hopefully.

"I could do a short one," Sullivan answered. "Maybe with another glass of vino? Anyone else?" Everyone nodded, so he went to the kitchen and opened another bottle while Dane looked for a short movie.

"Dane's the night owl, always the last one up," Tommy informed Momoko. "If you ever need to talk in the night or whatever, chances are you'll see the light under his door."

"Good to know," Momoko said with a smile at Dane.

"Hey, Peaches, what's this contraption sitting on the counter?" Sully asked from the kitchen.

"That happens to be an Italian coffee, espresso and cappuccino machine," Momoko informed everyone. "It was my graduation present. I saw the swill you guys were drinking this morning, and I'm here to deliver you from your coffee hell."

"Hey, our coffee's not so bad," Dane said. "It's Dunkin' Donuts this week."

Momoko shuddered. "Tomorrow morning I'll make you guys real coffee, and you'll wonder how you even lived this long without it, trust me."

Dane started the movie, and everyone sat back to unwind and relax with their second glass of wine. Momoko was sitting in one of the armchairs by herself, and she wished she were sitting closer to the boys. She knew, however, that it would look weird if she got up and moved, so she stayed where she was.

After an hour and a half, the movie was nowhere near finishing, and Jude, who had the remote, paused it. It showed over thirty minutes left. "Dane, you wanker, this movie has over half an hour left!" Jude looked over at Dane, who looked confused.

"Oops," was all he said.

"Well, in that case, I'm having some more wine," Momoko said, rising. She felt amazingly good. Her body was tired from the day, but felt clean from the shower, and she was oh so relaxed from the wine. She felt that one more glass would put her in the perfect place. "Anyone else?"

There was a chorus of "yes"es from behind her, so after she opened the bottle, she took it back to where the guys were and moved through the room, refilling everyone's glasses. Tommy had kept the movie paused.

The mood in the room shifted as the guys focused on Momoko pouring the wine. Though her nightgown was simply that, a cotton nightgown that was definitely not lingerie or or sexy in any way, the fact that it was Momoko wearing it, and that they all knew she was probably not wearing anything under it except maybe underwear, made them all aware of her in a way that they had not been until that moment. As she bent to pour, the fabric pulled taut against her body and highlighted her figure as it was backlit against the TV in the relative darkness of the room, and the wine did the rest.

Momoko could feel the sexual tension in the room rising as she finished filling Jude's glass.

He swallowed, an audible sound, and said "Ta, Peaches," in a slightly strangled voice. He couldn't forget the sight of the plain white fabric of her nightie, pulling against her round breast, the nipple hard in the middle, the image so sweet and strong it seemed to have burned into his brain.

"Welcome," she said with a soft smile. She sat, filled her own glass, and set the bottle aside.

"Jude?" Sully prompted after a few moments. "You going to start the movie?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry, mate." Jude clicked the remote, and they finished watching the movie, though no one was really paying attention.

"Okay, then, I guess it's good night," Tommy said when the movie finally ended. He rose, feeling strange. He wanted to go to Momoko, but he knew she was off limits.

The other guys, too, had risen, feeling strange, unsure what to do. This was new to them all.

They were all murmuring their good nights and getting ready to head off to bed.

"No, wait," said Momoko, setting her wine glass aside and rising.

Dane, Jude, Sullivan and Tommy all turned around and returned, feeling hope, feeling--something.

"Yeah?" Jude spoke for all of them.

"I want--I want to kiss you good night."

"Oh. Okay." Jude stepped forward and put his arms loosely around Momoko's waist as he leaned forward and pecked her on the cheek. "Night, Peaches."

But Momoko shook her head.

She put her arms around Jude's neck and leaned in, close, so close he could feel her wine heated breath on his lips, and nothing had ever felt so good. He could feel her breasts, with nothing but the thin layer of cotton between them, pressing into his chest.

Oh god.

She pressed her mouth against his, hugging their bodies together, sliding her tongue into his mouth as he pressed his hands against her back. He opened his mouth to touch her tongue with his, tasting her mouth as he closed his eyes.

It was over too soon, and he released her as he heard her say, "Good night, Jude."

"Good night, Momoko."

She turned to the other three, who were staring, motionless with shock, and approached Sully, who was closest. She reached for him, and wordlessly he took her in his arms, nearly lifting her off her feet because he was so tall.

His kiss was firm, just like he was, and Momoko felt dwarfed by him, by his strength and size. He bit her lip gently, giving a little moan, and she smiled into the kiss just before she broke it. She slid her hands down his powerful arms as she came down from her tiptoes.

"Good night, Sully."

"Good night, Momoko."

Next, she turned to Dane, who blinked his beautiful eyes at her as she stepped into his arms, angling his head in anticipation. His lips were so soft, and his kiss was gentle. She probed his mouth with her tongue, and felt his tongue reach back, like a dance. When he tried to break the kiss, Momoko chased his mouth with hers, and felt him smile as he gave in and held her more strongly, kissing her a little longer.

"Good night, Dane."

"Good night, Peaches."

Then she turned to Tommy, who smiled at her as he reached to grasp her by her neck with one hand, pulling her in to kiss him instead of waiting for her to initiate things. He was demanding, sucking on her mouth, pulling her tongue into his territory. He let his other hand slide comfortably down to the top of her butt, squeezing a little before bringing it up to her back.

Momoko was finally able to break the kiss by stepping away from him, laughing a little as she did so.

"Good night, Tommy."

"Good night, Momoko."

She turned and headed for her room, leaving them all standing, looking after her. "See you all in the morning," she called with a little laugh.