“What kind of changes? You want me to make you straight?” Jon asked.
“No!” Emily said back defiantly, “its part of who I am”
“But you want to me to change something”, Jon replied.
“Yes, its...” she replied, trailing off.
“Oh I see, you want me to change myself to better suit you?” Jon replied.
Emily looked down at her feet in shame, “I mean, you did give yourself the ability to swap things with other people, if you wanted to just affect others, you wouldn’t have had it work on just you.”, she said, “I didn’t expect, I had hoped, maybe...”
“That I’d love you too, and that I’d be willing to make changes to make it work for you?” Jon finished.
Emily nodded meekly, deeply ashamed of what she was asking, “I know I have no right, you have every right to change as much or as little as you want, as much as I do. If you don’t ever want to change, I won’t blame you at all. But...”
Jon understood what Emily was asking. Not that she literally wanted him to change anything for her now, but the idea that maybe he’d be willing to do for her what most partners do I a regular relationship, change to make their spouse happy, just in this case Emily happened to have an actual practical requirement for it.
“Now I know you have had that thing with Karyn for years, maybe you guys hit it off while I was away and I’ve torpedoed everything right now. I could stop coming by if it’s really messed up everything and leave you guys alone forever or something if you wanted me to”, Emily said.
Jon shook his head with a slight smile, “Why would I ever want you to do that?” he said as he walked over to her, grabbing her hands with his, “You’re my best friend, you’re Karyn’s best friend. We’d never want you out of our group. We’re a team, the three of us”
Emily smiled in response, knowing she was still welcome, “Three Musketeers?” she asked, trying to change the mood with a poor attempt.
“Can you pick a pop culture reference from the 21st century please?” Jon replied.
Emily giggled at the answer, “The Jonas Brothers?” she suggested.
“Good god, no”, Jon replied with a laugh. The two of them shared a chuckle and composed themselves a bit better.
Emily cleaned herself up a bit, trying to regain a bit of dignity, “Man, Zoe must sleep like a dog if she’s not hearing any of this racket through the wall”, she said.
If only you knew, Jon replied.
“So look”, Jon started, sitting down and gesturing for Emily to sit with him, “I have to admit, it’s kind of a weird thing you’re suggesting. I didn’t really give myself this power to completely mess with myself or with other people”, he said, he could see Emily looking dejected, as if she knew what was coming, “but, I’ll do anything for you”, he finished.
Emily looked stunned at the response, “What? Really? You mean it?”
Jon nodded, “Emmy, I might have had a crush on Karyn, but I think I’ve actually loved you for longer. I just was too shy to say anything, figured I wasn’t good enough for you, worried I was going to ruin our friendship, take your pick at the excuses. Lusting after Karyn all those years was an escape, same one you were looking for”
“I was a stupid kid when you left, I’m just a stupid adult now, but you’re smart, you’re funny, you’re brave enough to come here and ask something incredibly risky of me halfway across town at this time of night. I think it just never clicked for me until today at the beach that I love you too”, Jon continued, “Despite your choice in gaming platform. I really do love you. And I think I’m willing to make things work, if you need me to. We’ll figure it out together”
“Oh wow, that’s amazing Jon”, Emily said, so excitedly, she pounced on him from across the bed, planting her lips firmly against his, fiercely kissing him with the same level of strength she showed at the beach earlier today.
Jon opened his mouth to accept her warmth, letting her tongue dart in and out of his mouth, engaging in a moist ballet with his own. Jon drank in the Emily’s smell, her feel, the taste of her lips on his. He could feel his erection growing in his pants, he would love this moment to not end, but of course there was a matter to deal with first.
After a few moments of tonsil hockey between the two, Emily composed herself, and pulled back. He knew she wanted him, even if it was only mentally, and she knew he wanted her, physically, now they just had to figure out how.
