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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

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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.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Her gaze locked with Cassidy's as she rose and climbed onto the bed. Had he ever looked at her like that before? Her heart was hammering in her chest while the heat that pulsed between her legs became unbearable. She positioned herself onto her back and then lifted her hips to help Cassidy remove her underwear.

"Yeah?" She asked in a breathless voice as she pulled the pillow under her head.

Airy's fingers tugged at her dress, pulling the fabric of the skirt around her waist as Cassidy pulled her underwear down the lovely length of her legs. "I want that too." She wanted a lot of things and Cassidy seemed to be at the center of those desires.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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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

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Airy gasped, her back arching in a beautiful curve as his tongue pressed at the slick folds of her sex. She was sensitive and had been that way, ever since someone had been bold enough to dip their tongue between her thighs and taste her.

Her hand rose, lacing between Cassidy's hair and scratching as his scalp as his tongue moved. "Yeah." Airy had never actually told someone what she liked and it took her a moment to find the right thing to say. "Um... down, a little, wait. Left and push harder. Oh-" She gasped. "Yes, push harder there." Her voice faltered and her thighs began to tremble.

"If you can find my clit just... not to much." It would drive her crazy and if he kept all of his attention on her clit she wouldn't be able to speak.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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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

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Airy gasped and bit her lower lip as his tongue pressed against her entrance.

Wet heat surrounded her and she felt like she might topple off the side of the world if he kept this up. Her fingers curled, gathering her sheets in her palms as she attempted to quite her soft gasps and moans.

Another cry pulled from Airy's lips and she couldn't stop it. She heard herself saying his name over and over again. Her thighs began to tremble and her hips pressed towards his mouth in an eager and needy motion. It was the perfect spot and it wasn't at all subtle when his tongue moved across it. Airy felt like it was suddenly too much pleasure but she didn't want him to stop.

"I'm close." She gasped and spoke his name again. "Don't stop. Please."

Airy didn't think he was going to stop but she couldn't risk it. It felt as if her sanity was placed in his care and the steady needy pressure of his tongue. Her thighs twitched when his tongue flicked across her clit and she felt herself slowly reaching her orgasm. It was agonizingly slow, like the steady beat of a drum that was finally reaching the end of its cadence.

It was a longer orgasm, rolling over her in wave after wave of pleasure. Airy cried out, gasping, and moaning; giving up any illusions that she could stifle the volume of her voice.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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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

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"Fuck."

Airy swore as her back arched, her hips pulsing up towards Cassidy's tongue. Her orgasm wasn't quick and intense but slow and dragging, as if each flick of his tongue ignited her again. Fingers curled in Cassidy's hair, her nails scrapping against his scale as waves of pleasure rushed through Airy's frame.

Her heaved with each breath as she relaxed against the bed, her legs trembling slightly as his tongue brushed against the joint of her thigh. "Ah-" Her whole body felt like it was sensitive as the euphoric feeling flowed and ebbed through her limbs. "Wow. Cassidy." She struggled to breath as her eyes locked on the man between her legs.

That had definitely been new and it felt amazing.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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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.

Log | April 3rd, evening

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Her fingers loosened as Cassidy shifted, resting his head against the flat of her stomach. Each breath washed over her with a sweet little hello to her senses and it took her a moment or two to be able to speak.

"Yeah." Her lips twitch into a half smile. Airy didn't know if she was happy. What they had done, it had felt amazing and she suddenly felt a lot more relaxed than she had before but the feeling that everything was temporary ached inside of her. She could cover it up and say that it was okay but Airy didn't know if that would ever actually be true.

She reached down and tugged gently on Cassidy's arms, encouraging him to rise so she'd be able to press her face against his chest and inhale the pleasant scents that clung to his skin. She didn't want him to feel far away from her right now.

As she pulled him closer, her lips settled into a more relaxed smile, happy to have him near. She knew that they'd been talking about something serious but she didn't know if they still were. They'd talked but nothing felt like it had changed. Maybe she had changed? Airy didn't know and she was tired of over thinking it, tired of letting that stupid ache in her chest rule her. Cassidy loved her, he said he did, and she believed him.

"I love you." She whispered as she settled against him. "And we should do that again and more stuff. I want to do everything with you Cass."

Without really thinking about it. Airy moved so that her lips could press against Cassidy's shoulder. She sucked at his skin until it purpled with a tiny strawberry shaped hicky. Mine, Airy thought to herself, even if the mark wouldn't be able to stay there.