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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.
 

Log | April 3rd, evening

Date: 2018-04-18 08:56 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
"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

Date: 2018-04-20 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
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

Date: 2018-04-24 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
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

Date: 2018-04-28 10:33 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
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

Date: 2018-04-30 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
“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

Date: 2018-05-02 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
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

Date: 2018-05-02 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
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

Date: 2018-05-02 03:21 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
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

Date: 2018-05-02 07:58 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
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.

Log | April 3rd, evening

Date: 2018-05-07 01:58 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
She already smelled like sex — the soft powder scent of her skin overlaid with the salt and tang of desire. Nothing Cassidy hadn’t smelled before, but it had never been so deliciously irresistible. As soon as her underthings were tossed aside, he lowered his mouth between her legs, and lapped his tongue once against her folds.

“Talk to me. Tell me when it feels good.” He wanted her guidance. He needed it, as they’d established, because he couldn’t always count on his own instincts. Not here. But she could help him. She could show him the way.

The next lick was slower, with a wider, flatter tongue, as he started to establish a rhythm.

Log | April 3rd, evening

Date: 2018-05-10 02:31 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
He followed direction as best he could, but when she mentioned her clit, he had to shelve that for a moment. He couldn't resist lowering his head another couple of degrees and probing inward with his tongue. She tasted like fucking Ambrosia. What the hell had they been talking about a moment ago?

He let out a moan as he swept his tongue upward again, feeling for the way she moved against it, listening for a sign that he'd found the right spot.

Log | April 3rd, evening

Date: 2018-06-21 07:53 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
In all his dalliances, this was something Cassidy had rarely ever done. Had rarely ever had the inclination for. The fact that he could find fresh pleasures after a hundred-plus years of living was almost as exciting as the act itself.

It also meant he was giving it all his attention.

He lapped at the spot that had made her gasp, again and again, until her voice was echoing off the walls. While those waves of pleasure rolled through her, he licked again at her slit and probed inward with his tongue. Practically French-kissing her privates with a total absence of shame, ending it with one more long lick that ended with his mouth against the inner joint of her thigh.

Cassidy's lips pulled back from his teeth, and a guttural sound escaped through them. It wasn't unlike a growling noise she would've heard him make before — only this time, it was a little more like a purr.

Log | April 3rd, evening

Date: 2018-07-02 03:04 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] riotousjunkie
Cassidy let out another animalistic huff of an exhale, and placed a few more soft-lipped kisses against too-sensitive skin. He paid attention to the feedback from the fingers in his hair, the way she tugged and twisted at it or raked her fingernails through it.

One more indulgent, appreciative hum escaped him before he felt satisfied enough — for the moment — and lifted himself just enough to rest his cheek against her belly.

"Christ," he breathed out, before looking up at her and grinning. There was a little hesitation in it — this all had started out rather serious — but if she smiled back, he'd know they were all right.

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