01/02/2015

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It's a full twenty-four hours before the roads are plowed well enough for Max to make it home.

He's got Linda parked at Ocean View instead of at Brian's, but the subways are down when no one can actually get to work because of four feet of snow. So staying put had been the best option. It'd worked out okay, though, even though Brian had sent the nanny home and the day in had included Gus. All things considered, it'd been a better deal than being trapped up at the ski lodge.

Max just hopes Jude and Pru had made it back before things got too bad. He feels kinda guilty, bailing on the two of them when Pru had only just gotten to Darrow, but he hadn't really expected the storm to get as bad as it did. Besides, Pru's usually alright with going with the flow, and she'd seemed as out of her head as Max had been at Kagura.

Bundled up in his jacket, a scarf wrapped around his neck, he'd taken the subway and trudged the few blocks to Ocean View, mostly trying to keep to the street so he didn't have to walk through snow that nearly came up to his shoulder. Jesus, he hasn't seen snow like this since before Princeton.

He pushes his way inside the apartment, pulling off his scarf as he heads to Jude's room, the scent of pot heavy in the air like it pretty much always is these days.

"Hey, Jude? Jude? You home?" he calls, pulling off his jacket as well as he walks into his friend's bedroom without an invitation.

He's not exactly expecting to find what he does, though, which is Jude and Pru tangled in Jude's bed.

"So what? I don't get an invitation to the after party?" he asks, leaning against the door frame.

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For the second time in his life, Jude woke up to Max in his doorway and a girl in his bed next to him. At least this time it wasn't Max's sister, but still.

He propped himself up on one arm, blinking as his brain caught up. "Morning. I'm pretty sure you had one of your own, yeah?" He smiled wryly in Max's direction, then glanced over at Pru.

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Prudence heard a door and voices, but she was warm and sleepy and didn't want to get up yet. She was having the best dreams about computer phones and party food and pretty superheroes...

Yawning, she finally rubbed her eyes, blinking them open as she lifted her head from where she'd had it pressed cozily against Jude's ribcage. She was naked, Jude was naked...and Max was standing in the doorway.

Not a dream...right.

Meeting Jude's gaze, Prudence gave him a sleepy smile, still pleasantly stoned as she squirmed up to kiss him good morning, then turned to pout at Max.

"You weren't here." she informed him, patting the bed. "There's still room!"

And, if he wasn't interested in joining them, she followed by sitting up a little, not bothering to try and keep herself covered while she pursed her lips at him expectantly, silently demanding a good morning kiss from him as well.

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"Snowed in," Max explains, and already he's stepping out of his shoes and heading across the room. He leans in and plants a kiss on Pru's cheek before crowding into the bed with them, still fully dressed. It reminds him a lot of lazy mornings in Sadie's loft used to be sometimes, even if they're all a hell of a long way from there.

"So it was either stay there or freeze to death in a snow bank, and only one of those options had booze."

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Jude chuckled and shifted over a bit to make room for Max, not terribly fussed by the fact that he was naked. "God, you're cold," he complained, though, as Max brought the aura of the chill outside into bed with them. "And yeah, I'm sure the booze was the deciding factor for you." He snorted and dropped his head back down onto the pillow, more relaxed and content at this moment than he'd been in months. This felt familiar and comfortable and right.

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"I could take care of the cold part." Prudence informed them with a slow smile and a wicked glint in her eye...but instead of doing what she really wanted, which was to get Max naked and get both of them to sleep with her at once, she settled for pushing Max on his back and stretching out on top of him, careless of her nudity since he had clothes on.

After all, he might be serious with his boyfriend. If he wasn't...well, she'd get Jude and Max together later and they could all have a good time. For now, it was practical: Max was cold, she was warm, and she wanted Max cuddles.

It was a perfect little solution to everyone's problems.

Leaning down to kiss him good morning properly, complete with a peck on the tip of his nose, she snuggled her head against his shoulder with a happy sigh, reaching out with one hand to play with a loose lock of Jude's hair. She had her boys in bed, there was pot, sex with Jude if she wanted it...a kiss or two from America to remember her first New Year's in Darrow by...

"Booze would make this morning perfect." she decided. She was happy being high, but she was getting hungry now that she was awake, and suddenly the only thing she wanted in the whole world was a mimosa. Or a screwdriver, if cheap champagne could not be had.

Lifting her head, she pouted at her boys (her boys, she liked having her boys) and wrinkled her nose.

"I'm sleepy and hungry and new to the future." she declared as pitifully as she could. "Someone feed me and make me mimosas. Or screwdrivers. Something with orange juice so it counts as breakfast food."

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"Hey, Jude, go make Pru some pancakes," Max demands, and already, his tone is lazy as he wraps his arms around Prudence, already too comfortable to move. He nudges Jude with an elbow. If the nudge is a little harder than it might usually be, because of Jude's comment, Max isn't about to admit it any time soon.

"And get us some orange juice."

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Jude gave Max an incredulous look, but with Pru on top of him it was clear Max wouldn't be getting anyone pancakes or juice. He sighed and kicked Max in the shins for good measure, then sat up. "Where are me bloody trousers?" he grumbled, climbing over the two of them to go make everyone breakfast, apparently. It wasn't quite as ideal as spending the morning curled up in bed, so he'd just have to be quick about it so he didn't get left out for too long.

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"Orange juice and booze!" Prudence whined, but when Jude started climbing out of bed, Prudence grabbed his arm to stop him so she could sit up enough for a slow, hard kiss to say thank you.

Releasing him again to locate his pants, she went right back to cuddling Max as Jude began the hunt for clothing. Watching him struggle with a smile, she giggled and tipped her head up to grin at Max.

"He dropped trow right by the front door." she murmured conspiratorially, amusing herself by running her fingers over some stubble right at the edge of his jaw. "Claimed he would never need pants again now that the gang was back together...he was high, though. And drunk. Aaaaand I might have been groping him on the way home."

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"Yeah, well I don't think he's gotten laid since he showed up last year," Max replies, not bothering to keep his voice quiet like Pru. He gets that Jude's gonna need some time to get over whatever the hell's going on with him and Lucy, but it's been six months already.

He runs one hand up and down Pru's back as he talks, already warmer than he was when he walked into the room.

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Jude may have left the trousers he was wearing by the door, but they were in his room. He grabbed a pair of jeans, sniffed them to make sure they were wearable, and stepped into them, pulling them up with one hand as he moved back to the bed to swat Max's arm with the back of his hand. "We can't all find a rich bloke to shag," he remarked, kissing Pru once more on her hair before wandering out to the kitchen, running his fingers through his hair. He hoped they had everything they needed. He wasn't sure how long ago the shopping got done last, and he didn't want to disappoint Pru. (Or Max.) Then again, if he couldn't pull together pancakes, he could find something to make. And the booze, which were the important part, he knew they had plenty of.

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"That's right, he's rich." Prudence remembered aloud, grinning down at Max as Jude wandered off to make food. She totally planned to get up to help him...in a second...or three...

The bed was toasty warm and Max was cuddly, and she'd fucked Jude more than once during the night. It was a wonderful, happy, orgasm-soaked night spent snowed in with nothing but each other, and only having Max there could have made it better.

It was a thought that planted roots in the back of her still high and slightly hung over mind as she shifted to plant her elbows on his chest so she could sit up a little and look down at him from her place sprawled across his body.

"Are you and your rich boyfriend serious?" she asked thoughtfully, head tipping forward slowly with a smile until she was close enough to kiss the bridge of his nose. As she did, she let one elbow carry the bulk of her weight so she could start walking her fingers down his chest very deliberately, setting a very clear course towards his belt buckle. "I'll be good if you are, but if you're not...I'm going to be very bad."

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It's a more complicated question than maybe it ought to be. The last couple of months, Max has realized that he hasn't exactly been sleeping with a lot of people who aren't Brian. It hasn't so much been a conscious choice on his part as something that just happened.

But he doesn't know if "serious" is the word he'd use for whatever the hell is going on with the two of them. After all, he knows Brian's still fucking other people too.

"He's not my boyfriend," Max replies lazily, and he cranes his neck just a little, eyebrows raised as he tries to see what Pru's doing with her hand.

Jude's definitely gonna be pissed if they do this without him.

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"He bought you a car. Jude told me." Prudence pointed out as her fingers continued walking, tapping on his belt buckle indecisively for a moment before finally starting to work it open as she dropped another kiss against his mouth. She'd stop if he made her, but if he was saying that he didn't have a boyfriend...well, it was open ended enough for Prudence. Besides, it was just her and Max...and Jude, if he cooked fast.

Prudence and Jude and Max were just...Prudence and Jude and Max. Besides, a rich boyfriend for Max would be a good thing, and there were lots of things guys could be talked into when they were either about to come, or had just been on the receiving end of a mindblowing orgasm. Or several. And Prudence didn't like to brag, but...

Grinning, Prudence shifted so she was straddling Max's thighs, using both hands to get his belt unfastened, then very deliberately tugged it out of its loops and tossed it on the floor before she caught his hands and tugged him to sit up before she hooked a finger in the collar of his shirt, pulling at it pointedly.

"Off, please!" she chirped. "Everyone knows skin on skin is better for using body heat to get warm. And for fucking. And you look stellar with your shirt off."

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Yeah. Jude is gonna be pissed.

"Yeah, and have you seen her? She's cherry," Max says, of his car, and doesn't argue with Pru, instead pulling both his sweater and t-shirt off and over his head before tossing them onto the floor, "Besides, I needed a car."

Max knows that a hell of a lot of people get around just fine in Darrow without one, and that he'd thought it was fucking crazy when Brian just showed up at McCormick's with it, but what's done is done now.

He pauses and frowns, thoughtful for a moment before he kisses Pru on the lips.

"You okay? With the whole Darrow thing and all. It's fuckin' weird, I know." he realizes he pretty much just abandoned Pru on her first night in the city, and even though it seems like everything's copacetic now, he still can't help feeling a little bit like shit for it.

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Prudence nodded after Max kissed her, winding her arms around his neck, then letting one trail over the top of his spine, fingers gliding an absent path up and down.

"I'm okay." she assured him, letting her other arm slide so she could trace his collarbone with her free hand. "It's a wild trip, but...it's exciting. I mean, we're in the future, and there's so much to learn about." Grinning, she kissed him again, then shifted closer, enjoying the feel of her breasts pressed against his chest. He was warm and solid and just a little bit leaner and harder than Jude. She liked that, the ways they were different...being all tangled up between them and so wrapped up in both she could only tell tangled limbs apart by the softer feel of Jude's arms or the bony protrusion of Max's heel pressing into her calf.

"We," she informed him between kisses, "are living...in a brand...new world...and I wanna learn about...all of it."

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"We could always get up right now and head out. I'll give you the tour," Max says, though he has no intention of getting up and going back outside any time soon. As far as he's concerned, he can spend the next couple of days in the apartment with Jude and Pru, just as long as they've got enough food and booze to last.

He wriggles underneath Pru, trying to reach the button of his jeans as he kisses her, because right about now he's starting to think he's overdressed for the occasion.