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Airy Miller: Dear phone, this is super lame but I have no where else private to write. ANYWAY, I met two guys today. We'll call them T and N. I know that's stupid but talking to myself via text isn't much better. Airy Miller: Dear phone, this is super lame but I have no where else private to write. ANYWAY, I met two guys today. We'll call them T and N. I know that's stupid but talking to myself via text isn't much better. Airy Miller: I don't know what I'm doing but I'm staying with them... Airy Miller: I don't know what I'm doing but I'm staying with them... Airy Miller: T is nice and he answers all my stupid questions but he's only awake at night. Airy Miller: T is nice and he answers all my stupid questions but he's only awake at night. Airy Miller: N... is really confusing me. It's a shame guys like that don't fall for girls like me. Airy Miller: N... is really confusing me. It's a shame guys like that don't fall for girls like me. Airy Miller: This is stupid I'm going to stop now. More so since T let me on his phone plan so I have the internet again. Airy Miller: This is stupid I'm going to stop now. More so since T let me on his phone plan so I have the internet again.

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Log | April 3rd, evening

[riotousjunkie]

"Yes." Cassidy slapped a hand down on his own knee. "Ground rules. Absolutely, we should."

It was a more subdued pronouncement than others she'd heard from him. He had a feeling that too much enthusiasm could be read as flippancy, here.

He was also doing his best to ignore the sense of twisting in his gut that had started when she'd talked about loving the idea of her. That all circled back around to not being able to trust himself. That was the problem, and he'd rather focus on the solution. Rules. Guidelines. Those, he could trust.

"For the record, I did think of 'ya." Maybe not in the way she'd wanted, so... "Dunno if that makes it worse. Say I had called you up, though. Said I'd had a spar with this warrior woman the other day. Nothin' sexual happened —" he added quickly, "— that was just straight brawlin'. But it put all these ideas in me head that I can't bloody shake. What would you have said?"

If he'd done things right, followed the rules as they were being proposed. How would it have gone down?

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Airy wondered where the line was draw and if it was as fragile as a line in the sand. For the moment, she didn't focus on it. Instead she took Cassidy's question and turned it around in her head. "I don't know what I would have done. Maybe we'll never know."

She paused and looked up at Cassidy. "I would have liked it better if you contacted me first and... it does help.. I mean, knowing that you thought of me before anyone else." Maybe she would have made the post for him, asking for girls to beat up her boyfriend. For some reason, Airy found that really hot...

Maybe something was up with them...

"I kind of want to beat you up now." It was a very real desire however Airy also felt conflicted about it. She felt bad for wanting to hit Cassidy and then weird, knowing that he wanted some other girl to do that. Her feelings on that weren't balanced and the more she thought about it, the more she confused herself, so she pushed it aside and decided that it wasn't important. Whatever the feeling was, she'd get over it.

"Anyway. What rules?" She was trying to think of things that weren't ridiculous. "I guess, maybe, if we feel weird urges we try to find the other person first? I don't know. I want to know what goes on with you though." She paused. "Can I do the rule, please don't sleep with my close friends?" Eve came immediately to mind as well as a few others. Airy didn't really want to imagine Cassidy with people she felt comfortable confiding in... it'd sort of ruin that friendship.

Her mind circled back to her previous thought and she chewed on her lower lip. "Maybe if... maybe if we do need other people, for whatever reason, we'd like- pimp the other person out?" Maybe she shouldn't have suggested that. Why did that keep popping back into her head? Airy didn't know if it was like her or not but it sounded better... somehow.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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No sleeping with close friends. “Sure,” he agreed, before realizing he needed to clarify — “Who d’you consider close?” Eve, obviously, but was there anyone else?

He turned the reverse question over in his mind. Who did he consider close friends by now? Shade. Matthew, sort of. Shade was too much of a decent sort to sleep with another man’s girl on purpose. If he and Airy ever wound up in a flower situation, Cassidy wouldn’t like it, but he could easily imagine his way to forgiving them. Matthew... was a more complicated situation to begin with, but Cassidy found he wasn’t altogether worried about Airy sleeping with him, either — or what might happen if she did. Maybe because Cassidy himself had gotten well-fucked by the other vampire. That felt like part of the reason, anyway, if not the whole of it.

And then she mentioned the both of them soliciting for each other, and that brought him all the way out of his thoughts.

“You would do that?” It sounded surprisingly appealing. A way to concede some of the realities of this place while signaling that they belonged to one another.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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"I'll make a list." That way he can hold onto it until he had it memorized. As for Eve, she had already promised Airy that she wouldn't sleep with Cassidy. It had been something they talked about when they first started becoming best friends. It was what gave her the idea and she hoped that Cassidy was okay with that.

Airy shifted, feeling a little awkward at the idea but still liking it. "Well, yeah. That way it's not like you're going behind my back." Which she hated. "I mean, I would know who you were sleeping with but it wouldn't be so bad since they'd then know you were mine to offer... that sounds weird." But also really hot... she wished they had talked about this earlier...

"That way if I... if something weird happens to me. You can ask for me too. It's hard but I don't want to keep things from you Cassidy. You matter more to me than anything else." Whatever it took, she wanted this to work.

"I also... had another thought. He Ming, gave it to me really. I mean... we slept together before you and I became a thing. Not really sex but other stuff. We aren't close. I'm getting off topic." Airy pinched the bridge of her nose. "What I mean is, what if threesome's always includes the other person. It was new, kind of fun, I don't remember all of it because I was really high." For the first time since Cassidy walked into the room, Airy smiled. "Really high. I'd sort of like to try it again, not high, and it doesn't have to be with He Ming but... I'd like you there."

She'd need to figure out details about her and other girls but it'd been on her mind. Airy also expected Cassidy to shoot down the idea and say no threesome's. She really didn't know what his thoughts were about it. That whole night was really fuzzy for Airy.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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"I wasn't tryin' t—" go behind your back, but he shut himself up mid-mumble, and she was continuing on anyway. He was going to have to get over that. Whatever he'd been trying to do or not, it had been a bad move.

You matter more to me than anything else. Cassidy's eyes dropped down to the bottle he was holding, to his hands, and the moth tattoo. Currently, it was motionless.

As Airy did go on, though, a tentative smile started to appear on his face, as well. She was talking rules about threesomes. What sort of couple ever had conversations like this? No couple that Cassidy had ever been a part of, anyway.

"You wanna have more threesomes." It wasn't quite a question, and almost amused. He turned the smile, wavering though it was, in her direction. "I mean. I could certainly see my way to that. Dependin' on the other person."

He looked back to his feet, for a second, and another question occurred to him.

"What about people we've already slept with? I mean. No open solicitation, that's a done deal, but. Are we leavin' out them as well?"

His hands twisted a little around the neck of the bottle. It felt like a cruel question to ask — also necessary.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Airy knew that Cassidy hadn't been trying to keep things from her but it had happened and she was trying her hardest to move past it. Even so, it hurt. The pain was dulled now but Airy knew that it would return the moment the alcohol wore off. She thought about the weed that she had stashed under the bed and, despite the fact that she had gotten it for Cassidy, it felt like a good day to break into the stash.

"I don't know." She lifted her shoulders in a shrug. "Maybe. I don't really remember it very well." It was an interesting experience though. Would it hurt to try again? If her and Cassidy found someone who suited them both?

She looked over at Cassidy, uncertainty clouding her features.

"I guess that's up to you? There's only one other person I have slept with since we started... kind of going out? ...and that's because he's a friend. He asked and... I kind of assumed that you were seeing people and he needed my help." Airy looked down at her fingers. "I didn't say no." She wanted to be honest with Cassidy and telling him that she'd slept with Thor was the best way to do that though she decided to leave his name out; unless he really wanted to know.

Everyone else she had slept with was before their confessions. "I can not do that. I'd rather it just be us but... I also know that it'll probably never be like that here and I'd rather not have any more surprises. I just, also, want to be honest with you." She looked up at Cassidy.

"I trust you."

Another pause.

"I love you."

And only Cassidy would claim that spot in her heart.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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She'd assumed correctly. He'd been seeing other people here and there, and likewise, he'd assumed that whatever happened in the days in between when they saw each other... just happened. He didn't need to know the name of the friend she had helped out. It felt better that way.

"Y'know, Eve said summat else... she said a lot of things, and mostly shouted 'em, but. There was one thing in particular. She said I wasn't treatin' this like the real world." His hands twisted on the bottle again — drunk or not, he still found that part frustrating. "Which it's not, by the way. Absolutely none of this is bloody normal. Between the flowers and the fairies... gettin' rewarded for sexy behavior, honestly, it's like livin' inside a bloody circus."

But.

"I love you, too." He lifted his eyes to her. "And I've not been actin' like it. All that, it's — a reason, maybe, but it's no excuse."

He was getting rambly again. He'd been sure there was a point to all this a moment ago. What was it?

"Dunno if I trust myself to be makin' any of the rules, here." That was it. She'd said a part of it was up to him, but his judgment was skewed. He shrugged. "You got other people you're involved with — if it's just sex — I mean, I'd rather not be privy to the details, but you don't have to stop."

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Airy was silent as she listened. There were a lot of things about this world that she didn't like, things that she tried to forget or pretend didn't happen. She was marginally successful in her attempts and, when she failed, she usually spent a bit of time rebuilding those protective walls around her thoughts.

Her fingers picked at the hem of her dress as she looked over at Cassidy.

'I love you too.' He had no idea how much she needed to hear those words.

"We learn. Right?" She paused again and tried to push her depressing thoughts away. It wasn't working but she was trying.

"So what do we do? If you don't trust yourself?" If there are rules... will he just break them? If Cassidy didn't trust himself how could she trust him? Should she just give him space? Was this a mistake to even try? Airy's mind buzzed with uncertainty as she waited for Cassidy's thoughts to continue. "I prefer to only have sex with you."

She hoped it was the same for him, even if sex with other people happened from the pollen or whatever the reason. Airy wanted Cassidy the most and she wanted him to want her the most.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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"In a perfect world, y'mean."

He sat up straighter and curled an arm around her waist, pulling her sideways to lean against him. It was sure gesture without any hesitation, but it was also no more than that. Not unless she wanted it to be.

"We learn. Exactly. Just that." That's what they did. "I'll be fine followin' the rules, right? Long as we both know what they are."

He was starting to feel like they were talking in circles. That might be the drink. But they'd made some progress since starting the conversation. No open advertising on the tomes. That was Rule One. Any new, strange urges, they would both turn to each other first. That was Rule Two. They just needed the next in-road to keep going.

Something else Eve had said came drifting back through Cassidy's mind. Airy avoided conversations like this. She was afraid of making her feelings known before the fact.

He raised the hand holding the bottle, with the index finger extended, pointing at her. "But you gotta be okay with tellin' me what's what, all right? Bein' in love's a bit like goin' down on someone; it's always better if you're not just wingin' it."

He hadn't planned on making that comparison, but. It happened. And suddenly he was having very intrusive thoughts about kissing her between her thighs.

Strange. He'd never been that excited about performing oral before.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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"In a perfect world." She echoed feeling a strange sensation stir in her chest. Airy thought that she'd be okay with this sort of relationship but maybe she wasn't? She didn't know and thinking about it really didn't help. She wanted to try. Cassidy was someone who was worth trying for.

"Yeah. One more rule and... I guess you can say no to this one since it might seem a little weird. It's the last one though, that I can think of--" Airy realized she was rambling. "It's just, I know we don't talk to each other about who we sleep with but I want the people you're with and the people I'm with know that we're together." It was actually something that Airy was already doing but she wanted to see if Cassidy would be alright with doing that too.

She let her reply settle between them as he pulled her sideways against him. He was warm, not in the traditional sense of the word, but comfortable and soft. Airy momentarily closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face against his shoulder. She inhaled, tasting the scent of liquor, smoke and cotton at the tip of her tongue. She loved the way he smelled.

His comparison made her thoughts do a 180 as she looked up at Cassidy. "Is that how that works?" She genuinely looked interested in this new topic. "Not that I haven't given a blow job or gotten one." Airy wasn't sure what the girl version of it was called. "But there had never been a lot of communication involved."

Heat rose to her cheeks and blossomed in her chest the more she thought about it. Of course, Cassidy was usually the focus of her imaginations, when it wasn't a fictional character popping into her head.

"Maybe it's easier with guys since you just suck and stroke but with your mouth." She pressed her pointer finger gently against her lips.

By all rights, she should be more flustered talking about this but it was Cassidy but she liked talking to Cassidy about this kind of thing. There was a lot that she didn't know when it came to sex and she had assumed she'd use this castle to learn of some of those things. Even if the vernacular continued to confuse her.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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It might seem a little weird. “It’s all weird,” Cassidy interjected, figuring he’d find no argument there. His arm tightened around her slightly, his hand squeezing her shoulder soothingly.

“If you’re goin’ to be my keeper...” there was something close to a smile, there. He was liking that idea more and more. Experimenting with it, Cassidy let the smile grow, and turned it toward Airy to see what she thought about it. “Lettin’ other people know, well, that only makes sense.”

And then they were moving on to other topics. While Cassidy schooled his expression into one of matter-of-factness, the smile stayed in his eyes.

“That’s more or less true. Work the shaft, plenty of tongue, don’t bite down. Get a little ball-squeeze in, if you can manage. Whereas the female anatomy, that can be like a damn puzzle box.”

He grazed his teeth across his lower lip.

“Though I wouldn’t mind you showin’ me.” Now. Sometime. Whenever. Though if he was honest, he was hoping for now.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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The discomfort, anger and uneasiness remained but Airy felt a new lightness in her chest and she smiled. His words sank pleasantly into her skin and her heart fluttered like a song bird. "Yeah. It only makes sense." She repeated him in a breathless voice. Is that why she had already been doing that? To tell people that her heart belonged to one person and that was Cassidy.

Her fingers gently clung to him, almost possessively, as he held her tight.

Airy watched as his teeth played with his lower lip and felt her pulse quicken at the sight. "I'll show you." Her voice was soft but earnest. "Only if you try your tongue at my puzzle box." She used his own comparison against him while a bit of a smirk tugged at the corner of her smile.

She didn't exactly wait for Cassidy's reply. Airy began to slowly kiss down his chest while a hand moved to loosen the clasp of his pants.

If it was strange to be angry one moment and sexually charged the next, Airy didn't show it. She wanted to feel close to Cassidy and this felt like the best way to do it. It wasn't something that they had done before and the thought of doing something new sent a pleasant chill down her spine.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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She might not have waited, but he replied anyway -- his voice low and husky as he shifted his hips to give her better access. "Readin' me mind, there, love."

This felt better. Maybe they weren't done talking about the rules and all that, but this felt like the right thing to be doing in the moment. They needed to be doing something other than just talking, for a while.

And he was already imagining what it would be like to taste her.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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"Am I?" She hummed softly as she slowly kissed her way down his chest. Even through his shirt she could feel the way his chest rose an fell with each breath. He didn't need to breathe but it was there, a subtle habit that Airy had notice during their time together.

Talking lead to thinking and then heartache; this was a much better use of their time.

Her lips tugged into a smile as she reached his waistband. Airy's eyes flicked up at Cassidy as her fingers began to loosen his pants. She didn't even think to remove his shirt or any other part of his clothing, she just needed a small part of him uncovered.

With the fabric out of the way she pressed a kiss to the head of his cock and then circled it with her lips. Her fingers brushed against his balls, cupping them and then rolling them gently in her palm as inch by delicious inch of his length slowly disappeared into her mouth.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Cassidy watched with as much attention as he could spare in his half-drunk state. He was semi-hard already by the time Airy was lowering her lips to his cock — between her actions and his own imagination of what was going to come later, she’d be able to feel him swell inside her mouth.

He wished he had something to smoke. Always liked having something to do with his own mouth while he was getting head. She’d said there was weed... he thought about asking for it, but that would mean interrupting her, and if it wasn’t already rolled into joints, that would mean even more of an interruption.

Anyway, he already had the whiskey on hand.

“Oh, Christ,” he breathed, before lifting the bottle and taking a solid pull, relishing the way it burned down his throat.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Airy had weed, hidden in the box beneath her bed, but Cassidy was right, he would have to take the time to roll it himself. She had one pre-made joint but she had smoked it after she finished her talk with Cassidy earlier that day. It had helped her calm down and, mixed with the alcohol, it had kept her feelings at a pleasant distance.

A smile twitched at the corner of her lips. She dipped her head once and then again, taking more and more of him with each bob of her head. Airy felt the tip of his cock press against the back of her throat before she pulled up again.

She popped him from her lips and dragged her tongue down the length of his erection. Bright blue eyes looked up at Cassidy as a chill snaked its way down her spine. Wasn't she mad at him? Or sad? Airy couldn't remember. All she could feel was the heat that bubbled in her chest, fueling each flick of her tongue.

As Airy reached the base of his cock she let her tongue lap over his balls. She watched him as she worked. She wanted him to feel good but she also wanted to taste his cum. It was a strange desire but Airy knew that it was hers more than any affect of the castle or fairies.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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“See there.” He met her eyes with his, let his smile get lazy. “You’re a natural.”

Cassidy wouldn’t have been able to count the number of blowjobs he’d gotten, but that didn’t matter right now. This one was better because it was her.

Why shouldn’t it be? If he really loved her after all.

He raised his free hand to brush the hair away from her forehead — gently, his fingertips barely brushing past her skin.

“And you look so lovely right now.”

Log | April 3rd, evening

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A giddy feeling bubbled in Airy's chest.

Blowjobs weren't something that she'd considered herself very good at, eager or not, but she was happy to hear that Cassidy liked it. That he liked her. It was far more gratifying with him than it had been with anyone else. Everything was better with him.

A shiver crawled up her spine as she moved over Cassidy, once again filling her mouth with his cock. Her fingers dug into his hips as she bobbed her head and dragged her lips down the length of his shaft. She took a little more of him with each stroke.

Airy was determined to fit all of him between her lips.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Cassidy let out a hard breath that ended with a groan. He curled his hand into a loose fist in her hair, a little tug of appreciation before he settled his hand back on the mattress for balance.

"Oh, fuck."

With a thought, his heart started pumping, and he thought of how he'd gotten the tattoo for her — how the motivation for getting it had been, in part, about keeping her safe. And connecting with her.

He lifted the bottle for another swig, but he had to take this one slow. Her mouth was making it difficult to focus on anything else.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Her tongue lapped along his shift with each eager bounce of her head. Airy's sense of time faded, lost in the simple pleasure of the heat between her lips. She flicked her tongue across the head of his cock as she rose, tasting the subtle hint of pre-cum smear across her tongue before she lowered herself again. Her eyes slipped close and a low moan rumbled through her throat only to be muffled as it reached her lips.

Airy felt the tip of his cock press against the back of her throat and she dare herself to push a little further, to feel him press a little deeper. She pulled back a little too quickly before dipping her head down again.

Her toes curled against the side of Cassidy's calf as she felt her own needs and desires ignite like wild fire between her legs.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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She was trying to deep-throat him. And moaning. Cassidy felt his eyes trying to roll back, and fluttered his eyelids against them.

"Oh — just hold it there." He said it as quickly as he could, but she was already moving again. Bollocks. Could she do that again?

"Just hold it..." It was a quiet, breathy plea, this time. He was getting close.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Airy heard him and tried her best to listen. It was difficult but she wanted Cassidy to feel good.

Her head dipped lower and her shoulders tensed as she followed his instructions. Her cheeks bowed inward as she gently sucked, her tongue occasionally running along the side of his cock. The heat between her legs began to throb.

She wasn't sure if giving head was supposed to get her this worked up.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Cassidy tensed his hips just enough to pulse them upward, toward and away from the suction, letting her tongue glide and shift against his cock... until his hips tensed a little harder, involuntarily, his fingers clenched in the sheets, and a groan crawled up to the top of his throat.

He wasn't going to force her to swallow, if she tried to pull back — but that first second when he started to come, almost buried totally between her lips, getting squeezed by the back of her throat, was a little slice of heaven.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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The warmth of Cassidy's release caused Airy to shutter but she didn't let herself pull away. Swallowing was new, a lot newer than blowjobs, but it this was Cassidy and Airy was willing to try anything once and then sometimes a second time. The pollen had a similar affect on her months ago, now she got to see if she really liked the taste of cum.

Her final opinion was that she didn't hate it.

She lifted her head and inhale a lung full of air. Airy had accidentally held her breath towards the end and her head was spinning while stars of brilliant light dotted her vision. She looked up at Cassidy, inspecting his expression before pressing a tender kiss against his upper thigh.

"How was that?"

Log | April 3rd, evening

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The look on his face was one of open, naked desire. He wasn't even interested in taking the time to put his answer into words.

"C'mere." He hooked his hand around the back of her neck, encouraging her back onto the bed, onto her back. Somewhere in the negotiation of limbs, he managed to set his whiskey bottle down on the floor, freeing up both hands to slip under her skirt and start tugging at her panties.

"I wanna taste 'ya." He wanted it so much — to feel her sex against his lips and tongue, to do his best at returning the favor she'd just done him.