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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: 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: 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.

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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.

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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.

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.

"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.

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.

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.

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