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Tweak says, "Life is pain."

Marcella Bellini (born_greater) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2021-08-08 23:23:00

Current mood:	peaceful
Entry tags:	cathal bhattacharya, marcella bellini

WHO Marcie and Cathal
WHEN Saturday 7th August, evening
WHERE Burlington, somewhere in the woods a little out of town
WHAT connecting and opening up over a few drinks and a bonfire
WARNINGS tbd

Marcie looked up at the sky, and the pinpoints of stars moving in and out as the trees above her swayed lightly in a warm summer night breeze. The beer in her hand was chilled from the ice it had been sitting in five minutes ago. Around her, the people they were here with were talking and laughing, and even though she knew only a handful of faces amongst them she didn’t feel alone. The two beers she’d already consumed might have had something to do with it, and the chill vibes coming from the bluetooth speaker someone had set up, and the crackle of the bonfire not too far from the sofa she was sitting on.

This was the sort of party she’d heard people doing during the summer when she was at high school and then while she was at community college, cook-outs with s’mores and sausages and drinks and dancing on top of cars or whatever. The stuff in music videos, not anything she’d ever seen with her own eyes. But then Jesse had said some of their friends from out of town were doing this thing, total safe space for the local rainbow community and their allies, and Marcie had been utterly delighted to be invited along with Cathal. Big kids only, sorry Kaden, but Adrian had been bribed into inviting Kaden out with his friends so that Kaden didn’t feel like he was missing out.

Spending an evening without worrying about how Kaden was feeling was just so… it made her feel relieved, and guilty for feeling relieved, but there was a Panic! At The Disco song playing that was totally vibing with her and she hummed and tapped her foot and felt fully relaxed for the first time in months. She was wearing a black maxi dress with pink flowers and her hair out, her sandals discarded next to her in favour of bare feet.

Cathal was around somewhere. Jesse had asked for his help with something and he said he’d come back. Cathal was so nice, Marcie thought. And cute. And his ass looked fire in the jeans he was wearing. Christ, she needed to stop thinking these thoughts, but she was a woman with needs, and she hadn’t done anything since that one night with Hermes and that had been… well, too soon, if she was honest. It wasn’t too soon now. She felt so wired sometimes, and had no outlet aside from going to the gym, and she was too wary of the men in this town to have a one night stand with anyone. Also she’d promised herself she was worth more than the way she used to behave.

Marcie glanced up to see Cathal picking his way back over, and she rewarded his return with a hazy, lazy smile, and moved her legs over a bit from where she had been holding his place. “Kept your seat warm,” she said, patting the cushion for him to sit down.

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born_greater
2021-08-11 04:40 am UTC (link)

Gods, he was hot, and his kisses were hot too. Marcie let out a little sigh of pleasure and shifted closer to him, her leg crossing his as she lifted a hand to his face.

At last, she found it in her to stop kissing for a moment, although she didn't pull back. "You're a really good kisser," she said softly, her fingers stroking along the edge of his jaw, through his facial hair (not quite stubble, not quite beard, but still suited him.) "I've heard you're good with your hands too."

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seams_and_scars
2021-08-11 10:55 pm UTC (link)

The little sound Marcie made was intoxicating, more than any of the beers he'd had tonight. When they broke the kiss, Cathal didn't move back any further than Marcie did. He smiled at her words thought. "'Good kisser' wasn't a compliment I was expecting to hear tonight," he admitted, before kissing her again. Because, well, she thought he was a good kisser. "Nor anythin' about my hands," he added, running a thumb over her cheek as he pulled back enough to look at her. "God," he said a little breathlessly, "you're so gorgeous."

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born_greater
2021-08-12 12:26 am UTC (link)

Oh she could listen to him compliment her in that accent all damn day. "Gorgeous," she murmured, copying the way he said it, rolling the R across her tongue. If he could make an engine purr, imagine what he could do for her. And okay, she'd had three beers and was feeling good and a little horny, but she knew she'd still feel the same tomorrow. "Not as gorgeous as you."

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seams_and_scars
2021-08-12 09:10 am UTC (link)

He couldn't help but smile at the way she copied his accent, even though she was no where near the first woman to do so. He loved the effect it had on American woman and he'd had far more success on the dating front in American than he'd ever bad back home. (Or maybe part of that was just that he'd been so young and insecure in Ireland, but he was a grown man now.)

"Impossible," Cathal said, running his hand through her hair. "I'd find it hard to believe you're not one of the most beautiful girls in any room." And then, because she definitely seemed to be into it, he leaned in to kiss her again.

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	born_greater 2021-08-12 09:43 am UTC (link)
	It felt like now they'd started, they couldn't stop, and that was very alright with Marcie. She kissed him back, pressing closer, half in his lap. She wanted his strong arms around her, making her feel desired and safe. He smelled of cologne and car oil and it smelled amazing. She pretty much forgot where she was, that there was anyone else around them at all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

seams_and_scars
2021-08-12 10:06 am UTC (link)

Cathal wasn't managing to forget quite so completely where they were. Cathal, after all, had to live in this town and be the one they would be gossiping about later. Cathal had worked had to fit into a niche of 'very respectable gentleman' and he wasn't sure that making out around a campfire was the right look.

So when he started feeling the temptation to move the hand that had found her waist a little further north to her breast, Cathal figured it was time to stop himself.

He smiled at her and let out a deep breath. "You are- you're really somethin'," he told her. "And as much as I'm enjoying this very much, I think I'm gonna put the brakes on for tonight."

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born_greater
2021-08-12 10:18 am UTC (link)

The sound Marcie made could only be described as a whine. "Noooo..." Her heart was racing and her body crying out for his touch, and he wanted to stop? "Whhhyyyy?" It was her turn to reach out and brush back his hair, biting her lip as she looked into his beautiful eyes and gorgeous smile and soft lips and oh she needed to focus on what he was saying but damn he was fine...

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seams_and_scars
2021-08-12 10:25 am UTC (link)

Well, when she put it like that... why indeed? She her her hand in his hair and she was biting her lip and her cheeks were a little more flushed now and what would be the harm in-

No, there could be a lot of harm.

He groaned, reluctant to not kiss her again. He took her hand in his and kissed her, looking up over it with sincere eyes. "I know that you've had a rough time of late," he said carefully, "and I don't want to be mistake you make in the heat of the moment and then regret. If did you wrong, your da would have me run out of town. But don't think that I'm not very interested in you right now. I'd have to be mad not to be."

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born_greater
2021-08-12 10:58 am UTC (link)

She stared back at him, and slowly sat back, her body cooling with his words. "No, I've been lookin' at your butt for ages," she said, but the kindness and compassion he was showing her- the same as he showed for Kaden too- made her want to cry. "You're so amazing. How are you so amazing? You'd never do me wrong." She didn't want to let go of his hand, or pull away from him, or not have him gazing at her like that. She wanted to be loved again so badly, by someone who wasn't going to do something insane and break her heart. Cathal wasn't that guy, he couldn't be. He was proving it right now, although she wished he wasn't.

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seams_and_scars
2021-08-12 11:14 am UTC (link)

"Listen," Cathal said softly, kissing her hand again to keep her nearby and show he certainly didn't want her moving away. "If you're still checkin' out my butt in a couple days, then maybe we see what comes of it then. I just can't be the guy that takes you home if he's not utterly sure that it's what you'd want in the clear light o' day."

Cathal did worry that maybe this was coming across as patronising, as though he knew what Marcie needed better than she did, but he was being honest. Not only did he not what to be a shitty kind of guy, he also knew that in this very white town, he wouldn't get the second chances or benefit of the doubt that others might if Marcie even hinted to someone that she'd made a mistake.

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born_greater
2021-08-12 11:57 am UTC (link)

Marcie listened, trying to take it all in, trying to read between the lines but not doing so well after three beers.

"You listen," she replied, leaning in a bit. "I don't know what anybody's told you about me but I'm a girl who knows exactly what she wants. I will see you in the light of day and I'm not changing my mind." She smirked, pulling his hand to her so she could kiss it, since that's all he wanted to do now, and she could respect that. The anticipation would only make the reward all the sweeter- assuming he didn't change his mind either.

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seams_and_scars
2021-08-13 11:17 am UTC (link)

He'd heard a few things about Marcie since she had returned to town. Gloria at the bookstore had told him that she didn't want to gossip, but that he should watch out around 'that type'. She got herself into the family way in high school but decided to not go through with it when that boyfriend of hers didn't want to settle down.

Cathal had thanked Gloria for the books he'd ordered - god, she was making it hard to support local - and suggested that perhaps that was all Marcie's business and not theirs.

And it was. Whatever had happened to her in high school and whatever had eventually driven her from this town, they were Marcie's own business. He was glad he hadn't grown up in a town like this where all his mistakes could be on display. The benefit of never being allowed to put down roots meant no one ever knew you: a blessing and a curse.

But Marcie's choice tonight to be here? Cathal liked that choice. "I love a woman who knows what she wants," Cathal promised her, with a slow wide smile. Her sure intensity was wonderful and he felt like she really was telling the truth: she'd still think this in the light of day.

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born_greater
2021-08-13 12:22 pm UTC (link)

"Good. Then it's settled." Marcie sat back properly, no longer half on top of him, putting the temptation at more of a distance. She was going to have to drink a bit more to get through the rest of this party, though. Sitting here with Cathal and not making out like teenagers was going to be quite the distraction.

Reaching over, she found a fresh beer for herself and raised it to him in a small toast. "To new friends," she said, with a wink. "Better tidy your room."

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seams_and_scars
2021-08-13 12:28 pm UTC (link)

"Jokes on you," he smiled back at her, returning the wink. "My room's always tidy." But he couldn't deny the thrill at her words. Oh my, was he being persued? Cathal could get into that, and couldn't help but grin at her beside him, even as he reached for another beer of his own.

(But best to not go too heavy on that, he thought. Too many drinks and he couldn't guarantee that his sensible thoughts would remain the ones in charge.)

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