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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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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.