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“Zero fucking times. I…”

All frustration dissipates from her face.

“I’m not even angry, I’m just confused. Neither of you minded when we were all going out or when I invited you into my bed. I thought you would enjoy waking up in such a way…but now you’re avoiding each other because of it? Why?”

She gulps as her face contorts, seemingly fighting back tears as her eyes become moist. I exchange a concerned look with Duma. He subtly gestures for me to speak first. I turn back to Willo, clearing my throat.

“That morning, when we all got… intimate… with one another… I don’t think either of us were prepared for it. To share you is one thing. To see you with another and have another see us…” I shake my head. “Ever since then, we’ve both been avoiding each other.”

I look over at the other orc for a moment. His gaze is cast to the ground but I can see he’s listening intently by nodding along with my words.

“I was afraid to confront him out of shame. As for seeing you less, well… I got scared of you potentially dragging me to see Duma. I’m sorry I’ve been ignoring you, Willo, but I didn’t know what to tell you. This is just something between Duma and I. You see, I…”

Before I can try to put words to my feelings, my throat seizes up. I explode into a coughing fit. Duma reaches out to pat my back at the same time that Willo rises from her seat. I throw up a hand, waving them off. I reach for the tea, taking a large mouthful.

“It’s my turn to speak,” announces Duma. “I felt a similar shame that Yamarz speaks of. I just didn’t know how to react after it all went down. I’ve been caught up in my own head for days, so much so to the point where I just said ‘fuck it’ and decided to seek him out. I found him working in the mines. We were in the middle of hashing things out between us by the time that you arrived.”

Duma leans forward, intensifying his gaze on Willo.

“Like Yamarz said, I too am sorry to have hurt you in all this. I’ve been plagued by troublesome thoughts over the past week. I genuinely haven’t felt well. Even now, there’s a knot in my stomach.”

“Don’t worry about me,” replies Willo. “You’re right though, you don’t look well, neither does Yamarz… Is there something either of you have to say?”

“I… do have something to admit,” mutters Duma. He gulps loudly as he turns to me. I suddenly feel as though I’ve been thrust under a spotlight. “What went down between us… I loved every fucking moment of it.”

You… loved it too?

“I was so scared that you’d look at me differently after that. It’s why I’ve been avoiding you at all costs… But fuck it all, I confess everything, I’m laying it all out on the table for you to see, no matter what you think of me. I don’t regret it anymore, it was one of the greatest experiences in my entire fucking life.”

A grin pulls at my lips. I also loved it, seeing Willo take so much pleasure and be pushed to the brink. I didn’t think I could get enough…until my mind caught up with my body and I had to remind myself of the orc ways. Everything about our people says that what we feel should be wrong, but…it doesn’t feel like it.

Willo’s hands rest on her head, in total shock at what Duma just said. Her gaze then turns to me.

I myself am totally bewildered. To know that the whole time, he felt the same as me is a revelation that catches me completely off my guard. I anticipated him telling me he never wanted to see me again, or to try and come between Willo and I because he couldn’t stand seeing her with me, but this… this only fuels me to reveal my truth to both him and Willo.

I reach a hand over to Duma. He flinches as I move, yet quickly softens as I dash away his tears. Written on his face is surprise, as if he too anticipated a reaction of disgust from me.

“I’m so glad you said that,” I say. “Because I feel exactly the same way as you.”

Both he and Willo gasp.

“I too have something to admit, I’ve been thinking about it for some time. What happened the other day was difficult for me to process. We’re both orcs, and it’s… uncustomary, to say the least, to share a female. After what happened between the three of us, I felt ashamed. But I realize now that the shame I felt came from a place of insecurity, and discomfort with being so vulnerable and exposed in front of another orc male. This is not a typical relationship, but Willo is not a typical female. I don’t want to give her up simply because I cannot face my own issues, and I don’t want to sacrifice our friendship, either.”

A smile etches across Willo’s face as she sheds a tear.

“I want things to return to how they were. Between us, and with our relationships with Willo.”

As I say those words, a weight immediately lifts itself from my shoulders. I become weightless, suddenly feeling better than I have in days. Willo giggles with delight. Duma smiles too, nodding.

“I want that too,” he chuckles. “That day I saw you and Willo kiss by the lake… That was the moment that started it all.”

“Then you and I have something else in common. That’s when I realized I wanted this too, my friend.”

“I’m so happy you feel that way about all of this,” says Willo, throwing her hands together. “I saw this coming, it was just a matter of time.”

“You did?”

“Yup,” she quips proudly. “I saw how happy you both were as you settled into being friends, despite your differences. All those little jokes, the ease between you… Oh, it was so beautiful to see. I don’t think any other two orcs could handle this type of dynamic with the grace both of you have.”

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