Cassidy Jones (childoftrees) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2011-05-30 11:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | ari, cassidy |
Wednesday - December 3rd, 2008
Who: Cassidy and Ari
When: Afternoon
Where: Ari's Room
What: Harassing the sprite
Rated: Adult Content
Note: Aim Scene
Cassidy: *goes to knock on Ari's door when she knows he has a free period*
Ari: *yells* What?
Cassidy: It's me! Can I come in?
Ari: *growls* Ugh fine.
Cassidy: *practically bounces into the room before pouncing him on the bed, careful to avoid his wings* Hi there!
Ari: *barely ives her a sideways glance* Mm hm.
Cassidy: What'cha doin?
Ari: *gives a hard, You-are-retarded look, then goes back to reading*
Cassidy: So I went out with Adam last night.
Ari: Did you blow him?
Cassidy: Ugh. No! *rolls eyes* He was a perfect gentleman.
Ari: *gags*
Cassidy: Shut up! *pokes him in the ribs* It was sweet. He kissed me.
Ari: *squirms and glares* Good for you.
Cassidy: It was good! It was all.. soft and... nice.
Ari: Why are you telling me this?
Cassidy: Cuz you're.. my best friend? *shrugs, rolling onto her back to stare at the ceiling* And because you were wrong. Not all boys care only about getting laid.
Ari: *is quiet for a moment* All men are about getting laid. Some just operate slower and less direct.
Cassidy: *rolls eyes* Well maybe I like that approach.
Ari: So I guess you don't want me to pop your cherry anymore? Is that the point of this... meeting?
Cassidy: No, I didn't say that, I just.. I had a nice time last night and I wanted to talk to somebody about it. *shrugs a little*
Ari: *folds the magazine, looking back over his shoulder* So you still want me to take your V card?
Cassidy: Maybe... I mean, it's not like Adam's a virgin so, you know, he shouldn't get all.. I dunno.. whatever, if I'm not either.
Ari: *smirking* So... what you're saying is, you don't like the slow and less direct approach.
Cassidy: *flushtered* No! I do but... Maybe I kinda like your approach too.
Ari: *rolling onto his side* Who would you rather fuck, me or him?
Cassidy: *looks over at him* Don't ask me that question.
Ari: Why not?
Cassidy: Because I don't wanna answer. I don't wanna like.. get into the middle of some macho... thing or whatever.
Ari: Because you pick me. Because Adam is nice and fun and completely boring and he's getting stuck in the Friend Zone cuz he's a shy little bitch. And you'd rather fuck me because I tell you I want it.
Cassidy: He's not getting stuck in the friend zone. *pause and then debatingly* We're hanging out again tonight.
Ari: *looks her over* He's in the friend zone.
Cassidy: You wish. *rolls eyes*
Ari: Do you wanna fuck him? I mean just at all.
Cassidy: I don't... know.
Ari: That's a no.
Cassidy: It's not a no, it's just.. we haven't gotten that far yet.
Ari: Women know in ten seconds of meeting a dude if they wanna fuck him.
Cassidy: Oh, and you're such an expert on that?
Ari: *fluttering his wings a bit, props himself up on one elbow, giving her a deeper gaze and dropping his voice slightly* When you're laying in bed, and it's late, and everything's quiet, and you get that soft, familiar tingle way deep in your stomach, when your hands are resting low on your hips like your body might not want you to touch it, of you're just too nervous to try... and you're thinking about the kind of man that makes that tingle more vibrant... does his stupid, eager little face ever pop into your mind?
Cassidy: *can't avoid his gaze even though his words make her cheeks flush and she wants to* I.. don't.... Not yet.
Ari: Then you're never gonna.
Cassidy: *protests* I could...
Ari: What would change? Would his personality somehow make him less of a chode?
Cassidy: I.. after I get to know him better maybe I would... you know, think about him more.
Ari: Think about him now.
Cassidy: *sighs* Fine. *closes eyes for a minute* I'm thinking about Adam.
Ari: Alright. Now imaging his shaky little virgin hands fumbling on your bra while he tries to grope you.
Cassidy: Shut up. *smiles and nudges him*
Ari: Okay, okay. Fine. Try imaginging him less... queer.
Cassidy: *opens eyes and scowls* He's not.. queer.
Ari: Yeah he is. Now shut your fuckin eyes.
Cassidy: *groans and then closes her eyes*
Ari: Now picture him, same stupid, dumb face, doing shit to you that doesn't make you roll your eyes.
Cassidy: *sighs* Is there a point to all of this?
Ari: You can't do it, can you?
Cassidy: Well not.. yet.*opens eyes*
Ari: You never will.
Cassidy: Well then maybe I need to think about what I'll do to him instead.
Ari: *sits up fully, tossing the magazine* Oh do tell. Don't leave out the details.
Cassidy: *groans* I don't know. Stuff!
Ari: Like?
Cassidy: Like.. *sits up* I could shove him down and kiss him, and put his hands where I want them to be.
Ari: *flatly* Okay I guess, until he sprays his shorts
Cassidy: Ugh. Why are you being so hard on him?
Ari: Why are you being so stupid?
Cassidy: Me? *scoffs* You're the one who was telling me that I should give him a blow job and go for it and all this crap and now you're like.. trying to discourage me.
Ari: You're being stupid because you don't like him. And you're wasting your time.
Cassidy: I do like him! Just because I'm not ready to jump his bones right away doesn't mean that I don't like him!
Ari: *stares her down*
Cassidy: *stares back* What?
Ari: Do you really?
Cassidy: *sighs* I dunno.
Cassidy: I thought I did!
Ari: No you didn't.
Cassidy: I did! I had a really great time last night and I WANTED him to kiss me when it was over.
Ari: No. You liked that he paid attention to you and he wasn't a total skeevy douche. You don't give a shit about him outside of that.
Cassidy: I don't have an issue with skeevy douches. *smirks a little* I'm talking to you, aren't I?
Ari: So then you admit that you don't like him
Cassidy: *sighs* Fine. He doesn't make my panties wet. Is that what you wanna here?
Ari: So why are you bothering with him? *flops onto his back*
Cassidy: Because! I mean... I don't... *sighs and flops down beside him* You are such a buzz kill.
Ari: Because he's a dude. And you like the attention.
Cassidy: And what's so wrong with that?
Ari: Nothing, if you don't mind being a slut.
Cassidy: *gasps and punches him in the arm* I am NOT a slut!
Ari: Yeah you are! Hanging around some dude because he buys you pizza and pays attention to you, when you don't care about him. That's slutty.
Cassidy: I never said that I don't care. I do care!
Ari: So you like him then?
Cassidy: Maybe not like... like the way I said before, but I like him. He's funny and I enjoy hanging out with him.
Ari: So...... *smirking* Friend Zone?
Cassidy: Shut up! *nudges*
Cassidy: Why do you always have to be right?
Ari: Because I am right.
Cassidy: I hate you.
Ari: *snorts*
Cassidy: I DOOOOO! *pouts for a minute then straddles him and pins his shoulders with her hands*
Ari: *wriggles a little under her, tucking his hands beneath his head*
Cassidy: *simply stares down at him for a moment before sliding hands down over his chest, leaning down to kiss his neck*
Ari: *closes his eyes, sighing a little, lifting his chin*
Cassidy: *makes her way up to his ear, nipping and sucking on his earlobe* Grab my ass.
Ari: *reaches down, grabbing a handful, squeezing* What are you doing, kid?
Cassidy: *wriggles a bit in his grasp* Seducing you. *kisses a line from his ear down to his throat, nipping at his adam's apple, hands caressing his nipples lightly* How am I doin' so far?
Ari: *breathing hitches slightly, followed by a low groan*
Cassidy: *smirks* That good, huh? *sits up to peel her shirt off over her head, thankful that she's wearing her favorite push up bra since it actually makes her look like she has a chest. reaches around to take his hands, guiding them over her stomach and then up over her breasts with her own*
Ari: *follows her guiding, squeezing her tits gently, laughing a little* They're in there somewhere, right?
Cassidy: *rolls her eyes, smiling* Shut the fuck up, Ari. *rocks her hips slightly against him, closing her eyes to enjoy the feel of his hands on her for a moment before leaning back down to resume her kissing, starting at his collarbone and slowly making her way down to his left nipple*
Ari: *growls softly, rolling his hips against her, slipping his thumbs under the fabric of her bra, brushing the skin slowly*
Cassidy: *moans a little, dropping hands down to his hips to clutch at them and hold them steady as she continues to rock on top of him, kissing and licking and sucking his nipple before moving to the right to do the same*
Ari: *moves his hands up to her back, kneading her skin gently, arching his back slightly*
Cassidy: *presses into his touch, shivering slightly. kisses his chest a bit more before sitting up once more, catching his eyes with hers for a moment before moving her attention to undoing the button and zipper of his jeans*
Ari: *watches her carefully, breath heavy and slow, letting his hands fall wayside as she moves. lets her work a moment, then softly* Cassidy...
Cassidy: *slips her hand down the front of his jeans to grasp and stroke him slightly* Yes, Ari?
Ari: *gently slides his hands down her arms, taking her wrists* Get the fuck outta my room.
Cassidy: *obviously stunned* Seriously?
Ari: I got shit to do.
Cassidy: *rolls eyes, obviously not taking him seriously* Pfft! Whatever.
Ari: *shoves her off his lap onto the bed* I said beat it.
Cassidy: *glares* What the fuck is your problem?
Ari: I got ten pages to write about a woman's ass and I can't find the words, and your puny little pancake tits are distracting me, so... *makes shooing motion*
Cassidy: *huffs, staring at him for a moment, then shoves him*
Ari: *props up on his elbows* Well?
Cassidy: Fuck you, that's what. *crosses arms over chest but doesn't leave*
Ari: *stares a moment, waiting, then sighs* Get out of my fuckin' room.
Cassidy: No. I don't think I want to. I think I'm perfectly comfortable right here.
Ari: *shrugs* Okay, suit yourself. *gets up, grabbing his magazine off the floor and hopping up onto his desk*
Cassidy: *rolls her eyes and then glances around the room for something to occupy herself with*
Ari: *reading his magazine* Glorious globes of her ass... huh.
Cassidy: *ignores him and snags a magazine from his dresser, flopping back down on his bed and propping herself on her stomach to look at it*
Ari: Hey, ahm... if you had to describe the hottest ass you've ever seen, what would you call it?
Cassidy: *unphased* As a total dickhead in addition to an ass.
Ari: *looks up, confused, then chuckles* Oh, I get it. Funny.
Cassidy: Mmhmm. *flips the page and then tilts her head to one side and quirks a brow* Huh.
Ari: Found something good?
Cassidy: Not really. I just never would have thought to get a tattoo there. *rolls over onto her back, making herself comfortable on his pillows*
Ari: Oh, is that the pussy tattoo or the inner lip one?
Cassidy: Inner lip. *short pause* How would you keep that dry enough long enough for it to heal right?
Ari: *absently* You don't. Tattoos don't need to be dry, quite the opposite actually... you rub A&D on it to keep in the moisture so it doesn't flake.
Cassidy: Well yeah but.. you're supposed to keep it dry so it'll scab and then keep the scab moist so it doesn't flake just... I'd just think that would be hard to get to scab over is all.
Ari: Prob'ly doesn't need to scab, your mouth heals faster than... rest of your body... *reading* Ooh, damn.
Cassidy: *gives him a look* Not THAT inner lip, Ari.
Ari: *pause, distracted* Huh? Oh. Well I dunno, I guess whores who tattoo their vaginas keep their legs open all the time anyway, so.
Cassidy: *sighs loudly and then goes back to ignoring him again*
Ari: *sits in quiet, reading, eventually picking up his laptop and typing*
Cassidy: *reads the articles AND looks at the pictures, eventually laughing* Who the hell writes this stuff?
Ari: Men.
Cassidy: Who do a lot of wishful thinking, obviously.
Ari: That's the point of it, I guess. *furrows his brow, reading the screen*
Cassidy: Men are perverts.
Ari: *ignores her*
Cassidy: *tosses the magazine down and stares up at the ceiling* My uncle started like.. looking at me and stuff like.. as soon as I started going through puberty.
Ari: *pauses, then looks up at her* What.
Cassidy: He's a drunk. *scoffs* And he'd just.. stare like.. if I was in a swimsuit out at the pool or... Well he'd sometimes accidentally walk in on me when I was changing and... *shifts uncomfortably* He never touched me. I mean not... Except for when he... Well he stopped using a belt after that and he'd use his hand instead and sometimes he'd... linger.
Ari: Why are you telling me this?
Cassidy: I dunno. *sighs and then sits up to find her shirt* Just forget I said anything. It's stupid. I don't even know why I started thinking about it.
Ari: *quiet a moment, then softly* Have you told this to your boyfriend yet?
Cassidy: No. *starts tugging her shirt back on* I told my aunt once. She called me a liar then she said that... if anything had happened, I must have started it.
Ari: *scoffs* Cunt.
Cassidy: Yeah, well... Yeah. *llaughs a little* She is. I.. hate her so much.
Ari: So.... that why you don't wanna mess around with Adam? Cuz sex is nasty to you and you don't want him to be all.... *waves a hand dismissively* Tainted?
Cassidy: No. Or... *frowns* I dunno. I never really thought about it. But I don't think it's nasty just... I guess maybe it has weird associations, possibly.
Ari: *reaches down to open a desk drawer, pulls out a pack of Malboros, takes a lighter and a cigarette from the pack, placing one between his lips* Know what you oughta do?
Cassidy: *deadpan* Kill them both?
Ari: *small laugh, lighting it* Nah. *takes a drag* You should go to your boy and like... *exhales* surprise fuck him. You're in control, and he'l a little bitch so he ain't gonna try no shit on you, ya feel me?
Cassidy: Unlike you, a complete and total douchebag who enjoys tormenting me.
Ari: Right.
Cassidy: *quiet a moment* I didn't want to fuck you, earlier. Just for the record.
Ari: *looks her over, smirking* Right.
Cassidy: *rolls eyes* Fine. I wanted to, I just wasn't going to.
Ari: Yeah sure, most girls I know take off their shirts and grind their cunts on me because they're not gonna fuck me. *snorts, takign another drag*
Cassidy: I was going to blow you.
Ari: *casually* Well, thanks.
Cassidy: You're welcome. *stands up and adjusts her hair, getting it out from under her shirt collar*
Ari: Like I said though, got shit to do.
Cassidy: Yeah, me too. *hesitates a minute then walks over and hugs him*
Ari: *startled, sits there, not reciprocating* What the fuck are you doing?
Cassidy: I'm hugging you, dumbass.
Ari: Why?
Cassidy: Because I want to.
Ari: Well... knock it the fuck off.
Cassidy: *laughs and shakes her head* No.
Ari: *sits for another minute, then pushes her away* All right, all right... enough already. Fuckin' shit, kid. Don't get clingy.
Cassidy: *rolls eyes with a grin* Please! Hugging it not clingy. Clingy would be if I was all... grabbing your limbs and clinging to them, begging and pleading with you to like... *clutches her hands together and gives him a dreamy look* Be mine forever and ever!
Ari: *jaw set, stares at her like she's nuts, then says flatly* I don't hug.
Cassidy: Oh, right. I forgot. You're too cool for that. *rolls eyes* Whatever. I'll remove my lame self from your presence now before I tarnish your reputation.
Ari: *blows smoke at her*
Cassidy: *blows dust at him*
Ari: *wrinkles his nose, but smiles* Thanks.
Cassidy: Enjoy! *leaves*