Friday - December 5th, 2008 Who: Cassidy and Ari When: Night Where: The Woods What: Sex and drugs Rated: NSFW
Well, here he was. Ari was dressed, wearing a shirt and a sweatshirt and a coat because it was fucking cold, standing outside Cassidy's bedroom door because they were going to do something tonight. He didn't know what, because he never knew what he was doing before he did it, but he had a 40in his jacket and a pack of smokes (with a few joints in there) and Cassidy had that dust shit, so they should be cool. It would just be good to get the fuck outta here.
Both his eyes were still black, but his nose had been set and healed, since that was the one that hurt the most. And actually Starbuck had managed to do some healing on the rest of his face before Ari caught on and walked out. He wanted to look bruised, because it made people talk, and he liked making people talk.
~~~ Not knowing where they were going made getting dressed a real pain in the ass. Cassidy had wanted to look cute, but it was hard to look cute wearing layers no matter who you were. And if they were going to be outside, she'd need it. So fuck the whole cute thing. It was just Ari. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her looking all sorts of jacked up before. She knew she had crazy bedhead in the mornings. So she was all sorts of layered up with jeans and t-shirt and a flannel over top of that and a coat on along with her favorite pair of boots and some thick socks underneath. If they ended up inside somewhere, she could strip off a few layers and look good but it was still functional for warmth. Catching pneumonia would totally strip her of all sex appeal, after all.
Opening the door, she was not at all prepared for the sight that greeted her. Her eyes grew wide and her jaw literally dropped as she stared at Ari. "What the fuck happened to your face?" She finally managed to get the words out, and then she was pissed, reaching out to punch him in the arm. "You lied to me! You said nothing had happened!" But the stories had come from somewhere, obviously. And she was quite furious that he hadn't told her about this whe she'd asked him earlier online.
~~~ Short girls assaulting him was nothing new. Ari took it in stride, frowning at Cassidy. "Nothing did happen," he told her flatly, lying again. She didn't need to know his personal shit with Adam, it was none of her damn business. "Got in a fight, it's done now. Whatever." God, talk about overreacting. With the way her face looked, you'd have thought he'd grown another head.
"Anyway, I thought we could just go hang out outside someplace." Yes, it was cold, but even in the cold Ari liked being outside amongst plants and dirt and shit. Not that he'd admit to it, of course.
~~~ Cassidy was still scowling even after he lied to her again and told her that nothing happened. Adam. It had to have been. And, well, good for Adam. Ari kind of deserved it after making such an insensitive remark. Of course he didn't mean it, that's just who he was and... Well whatever. If he didn't want to talk about it, they just wouldn't.
"Should I grab a blanket?" She didn't mind the idea at all. Cassidy was part fae, after all. They too preferred to be one with nature. And even though it was cold as fuck outside, that didn't deter her too much. There were worse ways she could think of spending her Friday night than cuddled up under a blanket with a guy who looked like Ari Stevens.
~~~ Shrugging, Ari said simply "Whatever." He was too cool to give a shit about being warm. Of course, half the reason he had the liquor was to keep them warm, but that was neither here nor there. He had thought about something Cassidy had said, about how he was always mean. And he thought about how Adam has basically said the exact same thing, and that he hated Ari because of it. And maybe it had almost bothered the sprite for a few moment. But people fucked you over, that's what they did. And Adam was an ungrateful little shit with a chip on his shoulder, and Ari knew that he could have been a saint and the little douche would have acted exactly the same. So fuck him. Fuck everyone. He was mean because people were gonna shit all over you anyway, might as well shit on them first.
"Can we go now?" he asked impatiently, almost overcompensating for his own internal monologue.
~~~ Cassidy rolled her eyes, leaving Ari to brood at the door as she grabbed a warm fuzzy blanket off of the foot of her bed and draped it over her shoulder, doing a quick check to make sure she had everything else she needed before she moved back to the door to join him just in time for him to ask that question. "Yes," she replied, then added under her breath, "Impatient much." She left him to lead the way to where they were going for a couple of reasons. One, it was his idea. Two, he had been here longer and probably knew the good spots. She didn't have a clue.
~~~ Ari had a vague plan as to where they were going. He knew that they would find some woods at the back of the campus and they could hang out there and probably not be found for awhile. If anyone was going to bother looking for them, that was, which was unlikely. Leading them out, and rolling his eyes at her choice in blankets, he kept his mouth shut about it for now and brought them outside, over the sloping lawns. Already he felt calmer, better, almost happy. Fighting with Adam had seriously pissed him off, but this... this was good. And it was gonna get better once they were fucked up out of their minds.
Finding a decent spot beneath a tree (not on some squirrell's nut stock, since he'd made that mistake before and got chattered at for ten minutes), Ari plunked down and leaned his back against the trunk, pulling out the bottle. "Want some?" he asked, unscrewing the cap and taking a sip.
~~~ Cassidy was observant enough to realize that simply being outside was helping Ari to calm down. His body became less tense, his face less angry. He seemed more at home with himself here and that made her feel more at ease as well. Ari was hard enough to take when he wasn't in a foul mood. If he was in one, she wasn't sure how well she would actually be able to handle him.
Plopping down on the ground beside him, Cassidy spread the blanket out over top of her and then offered to share it with him in exchange for the bottle. She nodded, taking the bottle from him and asking, "Blanket?" At least it wasn't snowing right now. She wasn't so sure she would have enjoyed sitting out in the snow all that much. She took a swig of the liquid, made a face, then handed it back over to him, shivering slightly as it burned its way down.
~~~ At the very least, Cassidy wasn't bitching about the cold. That was something. Shaking his head in offer to the blanket, he handed over the bottle and watched her drink it, smirking a bit as she managed to choke it down. Well, she wasn't coughing anyway, so that bought her some credit. "So... how's your fuckin' week been?"
~~~ The question made Cassidy laugh a little as she glanced over at Ari and then shrugged. "You should know. You've been there for most of it." There was one thing she hadn't told him at least. It hadn't really come up when they had spoken earlier in the day. "Apparently my trip to the head doctor wasn't a one time thing. He wants me to come see him again next week."
~~~ Ugh, shrinks. What a useless profession they were. "Fuckin' stupid," he muttered, pulling his pack of cigarettes from his inside jacket pocket. "I mean, what the hell does he need to see you for anyway? You're not in an abusive relationship so what the hell does he care?" It wasn't like she and Adam were a "thing" anymore, at least he had to assume not because Adam had totally fuckin' blown it. But that was shrinks for you. He probably assumed that Cass was in denial, or that she was covering it up for Adam's sake, or that she had low self esteem or some shit. "Why don't they send him, he's the one with issues?" he muttered bitterly, lighting the fag and taking a long, slow drag from it.
~~~ "I have no fucking idea." Cassidy sighed, slumping against the tree with a slight pout. "He said that too, that Adam needed to see somebody but it couldn't be him because of Rez or whatever." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders. "Apparently they know one another or whatever." She was quiet for a moment after then she had to ask, just for her own piece of mind. "It was Adam, wasn't it?" He could tell her it was none of her business and he'd probably be right, but it wasn't like they weren't all up in one another's business most days anyway.
~~~ Yeah, saying Adam needed therapy was like saying Ari had a "few" tattoos. Fuckin' understatement of the year. But of course, since Cassidy had done fuck all but be a good friend to the underserving little chode, she had gotten the heap of the shit. Typical.
He didn't answer for a moment, just smoked his cigarette and took a few drinks from the bottle. Finally, he spoke, looking off into the distance. "I asked for it," he said simply. "Like, literally, asked him if he wanted to hit me. So he started wailing on me. Looked a lot fucking worse before." He wasn't all that keen on admitting this to Cassidy, but then he added, "At least he's fuckin' gone, and I don't have to deal with his stupid ass anymore. He said 'I hate you' and then fuckin' limped outta my room. Chode."
~~~ Cassidy stayed quiet while he debated whether or not to tell her what had happened. She knew he would tell her though. Who else was he going to tell? He, like her, wouldn't narc on the other unless they were basically twisted into it, like she had been. There was no way to avoid the footage on the hall cameras, after all. Pictures didn't lie and, in the end, her story didn't hold up.
After Ari said the last of what he had to say, Cassidy felt inclined to lean up and kiss him. So she did. It wasn't anything too intense or demanding or even really much of anything at all, just a kiss, short ad simple, upon his lips. And then she pulled away as though nothing had happened, stealing the bottle to have a drink. "You kinda deserved it," she remarked, making a face as she downed another sip. And then she added, before he could get pissed at her for the first part, "But he is a chode." She paused for a second. "You can do better."
~~~ Ari knew he did deserve it. He deserved it because he'd been dumb enough to give Adam another chance after the stupid shit had gone down with his uncle, and he had been dumb enough to actually kind of like the guy. And when you got attached to something, it fucked you over. Hell, he'd actually been stupid enough to not fuck Cassidy because he knew the kid liked her, and what good had it done? None. Adam didn't give a fuck. Ari might as well have nailed her for all the good it did him.
The kiss was... weird. Girls had the weirdest way of doing things. He didn't pull back from it, but he did give Cassidy a face, though she wasn't looking at him to see it. And then he scoffed at her remark about doing better. Of course he could do better. Hell, having nobody was better than having an actual friend. "Whatever," he said simply, taking another drag and exhaling away from Cass. "I saw some DVDA shit online today, that stuff is messed up. You gotta check it out."
~~~ And now they were on to a topic that was safe for Ari. Cassidy had expected it. Shit was getting too heavy and Ari didn't do heavy. Passing the bottle back over to him, she stole a drag off of his cigarette instead. "What's DVDA?" She'd never heard ot that before.
~~~ There was no point talking about Adam, because Adam was history. He didn't matter anymore. And Ari didn't like dwelling on things cuz you could die tomorrow and then you've wasted your entire life. So instead, they talked about something more interesting- porn. "It stands for Double Vaginal Double Anal," he told her matter-of-factly, knowing she wouldn't know. "Four guys, four cocks, two holes on a girl. Gets her all spread open like a Thanksgiving turkey."
~~~ As he started to describe it, Cassidy was almost sorry she had asked. She made a face just at the thought of it and the imagery his choice of words had provided. "That's... digusting." There was no other word for it. "I think I'll skip that, thanks." That was more than she could or wanted to handle. And on that note, she needed another drink. "Why would any girl subject herself to that?" She couldn't possibly begin to fathom the answer to that question.
~~~ Ari didn't have the faintest clue how the female mind worked, so he didn't know why anyone would want to have four different people inside them. The best thing he could think to say was "Money." The woman had probably made a shitload of money doing the scene, and who didn't like money? "Plus, y'know, all women are wanton sluts who want nothing more than to have fifty dicks plunged into them every day of their lives."
~~~ "Eww!" Cassidy nudged him. "Are not! At least I'm not." She made a slight face as she considered his first answer though, then shook her head as she decided, "I don't think I could ever want money that much. I mean... Just... Ugh." And then she turned her gaze on him once more, "And why would you wanna watch that anyway?"
~~~ Well, now that was a dumb question if Ari ever heard one. "Why would I not wanna watch that?" he countered, taking another drag. "I mean, the world is a fucked up place. And sometimes it's... it's fun to see something totally sick and weird. Morbid curiosity and all. Plus I've done and seen so much shit already, it's like... what else is there?"
~~~ "Because it's gross," Cassidy countered, giving a slight shrug of her shoulders. She made a bit of a face as he continued to speak and then she decided, "I bet you were one of those kids who watched those.. Faces of Death movies that used to be so popular. Where they showed people.. jumping off of buildings and busting their skulls open and.. crushing in live a live monkey's skull to eat its brains in these foreign countries." She gave a small shudder as she thought about it. "Poor monkeys..."
~~~ Ari had, in fact, watched those kinda of things. And they had made him feel sick, but he'd forced himself through it because he didn't want to look like a pussy in front of his friends. And now it didn't bother him. Nothing bothered him much anymore. He shrugged also, flicked the ashes off the end of the cigarette. "It's not that big a deal. People die all the time, people do weird shit. I don't think it's any weirder to eat a monkey brain then it is to suck blood outta someone to stay alive. Or to like, have your whole body change into some nasty animal once a month. Or to have a set of wings tear open your back." It was all the same, more or less, all weird and sick and disturbing. Everyone was a freak.
~~~ "But it is different," Cassidy protested, looking over at him as he spoke. "Vampires and lycanthropes and.. people like us, we don't really have a say in it. It just is. But those poor monkeys.." She had seen one of those tapes one time and that scene had done her in. "It's just really cruel. It should be illegal. And if thinking like that makes me a pussy, well, I guess I'm just a pussy." So there. She took another deep swig of the liquor and then coughed a little. It was burning less now but still, it was some pretty nasty shit.
~~~ "They're just monkeys." He rolled his eyes at her a little, scoffing, taking in a slow, deep drag before flicking the butt off into the grass. He absolutely agreed with her, it was horrific the way people treated animals. It made his chest hurt. And he was worried as hell that his careless tossing of his cigarette was going to spark the entire forest and then all the plants would burn and wilt and he'd actually feel it himself. He thought these things, but the thoughts never came to a voice. Even if Cassidy didn't care much, or if she said she didn't, he knew that the main reason she bothered with him was because he was aloof, he was cool. If he wasn't, what use would she have? That was the only way to play the game- act like you didn't give a shit, but care more than anyone was ever going to know.
"Can we talk about something less boring? Like... I dunno, anything?"
~~~ "But monkeys have feelings too." And Cassidy wouldn't have thought less of him for caring if he had admitted that he did. She would have thought it was sweet. But as it was, she had no clue that he cared much at all about much of anything. Granted, he was slightly transparent in some regards, like she knew he cared about Adam, or he did before but maybe not now, and she knew that he at least liked her to some degree else he wouldn't hang out with her, but that was about it.
Rolling her eyes, Cassidy sighed and then leaned back against the tree beside him, making herself comfortable next to him. "Fine. Pick something." She paused for a moment and then added, "Or nothing. I don't really care." She glanced over at him and asked, "Where are you from anyway? You have an accent. I can't really place it." Cassidy sounded like a native New Englander because that's exactly what she was. But Ari definitely wasn't from anywhere near here.
~~~ Ari did not have an accent, Cassidy was the one who sounded weird. Still, talking about where he came from was a better change in topic. He took the liquor from her and drank some down, swallowing it like a professional. "Minnesota," he said finally, almost reluctant to admit it. When people thought of Minnesota, they thought of bubbly middle aged women with their high-pitched voices and 'dontcha know' and cheese and shit. And a lot of it was pretty right, but he still resented it.
~~~ That was the first thing Cassidy thought of when he answered. Well, actually, she thought of Rose from The Golden Girls. And then she thought of that movie, Drop Dead Gorgeous. It made her grin a little. "Cute," she remarked, and then added, "I've never been to Minnesota. Is it nice there?"
~~~ Cute. Ugh. Of all the words to use. Ari frowned, though he didn't growl at her like he wanted to. Cute. It was so sappy and disgusting, it should be outlawed as a phrase. "It's cold," he told her shortly, taking another sip. "And phony. Nobody's ever real. They grin to your face and then they turn right around and talk shit about you." Taking another sip, he added "That's my mom all over. Well... the one that barely raised me, anyway." Bitter? Why yes, yes he was. And he did nothing to hide it.
~~~ "I think it's phony everywhere," Cassidy said with a slight shrug of her shoulders. "It was the same way where I grew up. and girls are always the worse. They'd all.. smile and chat me up and blah, blah, blah, then after I'd hear all the shit they were talking about me behind my back." She rolled her eyes. "Jesus freak. I got that one a lot because of my aunt. She was always dragging me to church every single time they had anything going on and I was made to dress a certain way and..." She shrugged ever so slightly. "But fuck em. They don't know shit."
~~~ "Understatement of the fuckin' decade," Ari agreed, raising the bottle slightly in a toast, taking a drink then handing it back over. Nobody seemed to know shit. How could there be this huge world full of people and nobody seemed to understand anything? And the ones that might were so fucking ridiculous and stupid, how could you trust them? This whole place was a joke. Life was a joke.
"Did you have to go to Catholic school?" he asked after a moment, turning to look at her properly. She probably looked pretty damn sexy in one of those uniforms.
~~~ Cassidy shook her head in answer to the question, in the middle of a drink when he'd asked it. "Not Catholic," she explained once she had swallowed. "But it was a Christian school. We had to wear those stupid.. plaid skirts and knee socks and white blouses and shit." She rolled her eyes. "The other girls in the neighborhood had a field day with all of that. They all went to public school so they got to wear what they wanted. Most all the clothes I have now I bought after they signed me over to the guy who sent me here."
~~~ Slowly, very slowly, a smirk crept over Ari's lips. In reality, Cassidy probably looked ridiculous and frumpy in that uniform, but in a teenage boy's fantasy... well, he was starting to see how some people could think she was hot. Her hair would be back in a tight ponytail, collar buttoned up to the very top. It would be so much fun getting her out of that thing. "Do you still have it? The uniform, I mean." That could make for some fun times.
~~~ Cassidy had no idea what was going on in his head. He was smirking. She wasn't sure why. And then he asked about the uniform and she frowned a little. "I think it's in a bag somewhere." She gave a small shrug of her shoulders. And then she quirked a brow slightly. "Why? Wanna borrow it?" She gave a short laugh.
~~~ The smirk became a frown, but it only stayed for a moment. "No, stupid," he told her, "don't you know anything? The naughty school girl is one of the biggest fantasies for a guy, like, ever. You'd actually look hot for once if you were dressed up, maybe make it a little slutty..." He could envision it, and the vision was good. Very good.
~~~ Maybe he was enjoying the vision, but she certainly wasn't pleased with the way that he'd decided to word it. A frown pursed her lips. "For once?" She asked, and then she nudged him with her elbow and stole the bottle again. "Thanks a lot, jerk. You really know how to make a girl feel good about herself."
~~~ Women were always so touchy. "Not my job," he told her flatly. If it was his job to make girls feel good about themselves, he'd be working nonstop, weekends and holidays. Frankly the payout wasn't worth it. "I'm not saying you're ugly, you're just like... not hot. You're normal looking. Which is good I guess, since it's normal. You don't look nasty."
~~~ "Great, well, that's just what I wanted to hear. I'm not nasty looking. Lovely." Cassidy downed another swig of the liquor and then asked, "Am I supposed to like.. tear off all my clothes and throw myself at you now after such a stellar compliment?"
~~~ Scowling, Ari stole back his bottle and took a swig, shifting himself a few feet away from Cassidy along the tree. "You can keep your damn clothes on, you frickin... chick." This was such a female thing to do, honestly! Why did they always get like this, insecure and moody and annoying. "What the hell is the big deal anyway? What the hell do you care what I think of you anyway? I don't give a fuck what you think of me."
~~~ When Ari took the bottle and then scooted away from her, Cassidy scoffed. "Yeah, I am a chick, last time I checked." She rolled her eyes and then scowled, her jaw set slightly. "Nobody said it was a big deal. And I don't care. I mean.. not really anyway. Just..." Cassidy huffed. "Forget it."
~~~ "Gladly." The last thing Ari wanted was some other mess like Adam, where Cassidy went off the deep end and acted like a total fucking head case when he hadn't actually done anything wrong. But unlike Adam, Cass was cool enough to just drop shit and let it go. Of course, usually when women said they didn't care it was a lie, and 'forget it' meant that they were brooding about it, but... whatever. Ari wasn't gonna play that shit with her. If she really was just sitting there planning to sulk all night, she'd soon learn that her method were wasted on him.
After taking another long drink, he was starting to feel tipsy, and thus even more indifferent to Cassidy's annoyance at him. Setting the bottle between them, he reached into his jacket and pulled out his cigarette pack, taking a joint from it and then lighting it up. Slowly, he exhaled, looking out over the grounds as he held it out to Cassidy. "Want a hit?"
~~~ Ari had struck a nerve. He hadn't done it on purpose and he probably didn't even realize that he had but he had. It was mostly just because Cassidy thought the same exact thing when she looked at herself in a mirror. She was pretty. She might even border on cute sometimes. But there was nothing hot about her. She wasn't sexy. She was normal, plain. And while that was better than being ugly, it didn't mean that it didn't like.. get to her a little. She was going to be sixteen in a month and she still looked really young. There were girls her age who looked like swimsuit models with perfect tits and slender waists and she looked nothing like that. But that didn't mean she was going to just sulk all night. There was nothing fun about sulking.
"Thanks," Cassidy took the joint from him and took a drag, holding it in her lungs until it started to burn at which point she exhaled in a cough. That made her feel a bit dizzy and she giggled. "How is it you're so like.. connected? I mean you always get your hands on booze and drugs and.... hookers. How do you know so many more people around here than I do when I've lived here forever and you're from... Minnesota?"
~~~ Staying quiet, Ari mulled over the question a moment, turning the joint in his fingers. The truth? The plants had told him. Trees liked to talk, and they knew who came out here smoking this and drinking that and who they spoke to, what went on. It had been easy to find the right people, to know what to say.
But he wasn't going to tell Cassidy he talked to plants. That was just too much. "You're a sheltered girl," he said simply, taking another hit, pausing a moment before continuing on his exhale. "I know who to look for, where to go. Also I got a shitload of money, and that lubricates just about anything. It's a lot more common than you think."
~~~ Cassidy frowned a little but there was really no denying that. She was. He was right. And she had no idea who to look for here. But in the place she was before, she had had all sorts of connections. Mostly those were due to what she was. She hooked them up and they hooked her up. It wasn't like the dust she made did anything for her, after all. But she could drink and smoke pot and feel something, at least for a little while.
Tossing off the blanket because she was starting to get warm now, Cassidy crawled toward Ari, closing the couple of feet of distnace he had put between them earlier, and then she moved to lay on her back, using his leg as a pillow. "I like the sky best in the winter," she remarked, looking up at the stars. "It's so clear, especially out here, away from all the city lights and stuff."
~~~ Giving a brief glance, Ari watched with an eyebrow quirked as Cassidy made herself comfortable, using him as a pillow. Well, he supposed it could be worse. She could be climbing in his lap or some such thing. Leaning his head back, he looked up too, through the bare branches of the three. "I guess," he admitted softly, which was as close to admiration as he was gonna get. It really was beautiful out here, and relaxing. He'd missed being outside in Minnesota. Nobody liked being outside in the suburbs, everything cool happened indoors, like parties and watching porn and stealing money form your parents. Nobody went outside to just appreciate the night. The only time they left buildings was to vandalise something.
Taking another hit, Ari blew the smoke up toward the sky, placing his free hand on one of Cassidy's boobs.
~~~ Cassidy smiled a little. She knew Ari well enough by now to know that that was as good as it was going to get. The outdoors had always been her escape when she was growing up. She could climb from her bedroom window up onto the roof and then she'd just lay there for hours. It was quiet and peaceful. She'd always felt safe up there. But the stars had never been quite so bright as they were right now. Either it was the booze and pot enhancing her senses or it was the fact that the sky wasn't muddled with the overflow of streetlights. It could be her company but.... Nah. She wasn't sentimental enough to buy that.
A hand moved to rest on top of Ari's own, giving it a squeeze which, in turn, caused him to squeeze her boob. She then reached the same hand up to take the joint after asking, "Can I hit that?" This was a calmer night than she had been expecting, but it was still nice, and a definite reprieve from the craziness of the week.
~~~ Tonight was definitely needed. After all the shit that had gone down this week, and all the shit Ari was sure would keep coming in the future, he needed to get the hell out of that place and just relax. He would've taken Cassidy off campus, maybe to a bar or something, but security was bound to be tonight tonight since so many people were off campus. When the cats were away, the mice would play, so to speak, so the cats left behind became Nazis.
Without a word he handed over the joint, the hand on her breast slowly massaging, gentle and subtle, almost as if he wasn't even aware that he was doing it. His eyes stayed looking up, watching the stars.
~~~ Being out here like this was almost like being in a different world all together. It was quiet, unlike the inside of the place which was a mess most of the time. It was cold, sure, but the liquor had left Cassidy feeling warm and light. It was perfect, actually, and she was glad that he'd brought her here tonight. Granted, somewhere else doing something else could have been fun too, but this was just as good as anything she would have thought of.
Taking the joint from him, Cassidy took a drag off of it, managing to hold it in without coughing this time around. She said nothing about the hand on her breast, only responding to it with a bit of a smile upon her lips though she didn't make any move to stop him or any attempt to get him to do more. She had another toke and then passed the joint back to him once more. She dropped her hand back down into his lap, toying with the hem of his shirt.
~~~ Cassidy was definitely different. Ari had known some cool girls in his time (amazingly they existed), but Cass was just so... chill. Even when she was upset, she just kinda glared and glowered for a second before getting over it. Even the coolest girl in Minnesota still bitched for at least an hour before she shut the fuck up. Plus, Cassidy let Ari grab her boobs pretty much whenever he wanted, and that was cool.
Taking his joint back from her, his hand was still working on her chest, slow and steady, but his mind was on the hand in his lap. Yes, she was innocently just touching the bottom of his shirt, but he had a hard time believing that she wasn't doing it deliberately. Girls always had a motive. So he shifted slightly, slouching a little, letting her fingers easily touch his stomach beneath the fabric. "You still cold?" he asked idly.
~~~ Life was too short to stay angry all the time. She had spent enough of her life being pissed off. And honestly, no matter what Ari did or said to her, it was never much of anything compared to the shit she had already gone through. So why hold a grudge? That didn't get either of them anywhere. He was too stubborn to back down or apologize and she didn't feel the need to waste her time on it.
Cassidy shifted when Ari did, situating herself again on his lap as her hand slid up the front of his shirt and started to stroke fingertips lightly against his abs. God, he had an amazing body. She still found herself in a state of mental awe when it came to the fact that she got to touch and, not terribly often but at least a few times, fool around with a guy who looked like him. She shook her head. "No, not too cold. You?"
~~~ Ari knew he was hot. Or, rather, Ari was good enough to fake knowing it. He didn't really know what women wanted in a man, because for all the times his female friends had bitched about never finding a nice guy, they seemed more than willing to lose their panties for him, and he wasn't a nice guy. And they swooned over guys like Brad Pitt and Johnny Depp, who were classically handsome, but for some reason Ari just had to look at them and they wet themselves. So was he actually hot, or was he convenient? It didn't matter either way because he got laid, so who cared? Still, women didn't know what they wanted.
"Men don't get cold," he informed Cassidy, which didn't actually answer the question. Truthfully he was, a little, though he was becoming less so the more she touched him. "At least it's not raining." Snow would be okay, though not what he wanted, but rain would've just been shitty right now. Taking a long, slow hit from the joint, he ehxlaed it after a moment then turned his face down to look at Cassidy. Her hair was splayed over his jeans, spilling onto the grass and over her shoulder. She looked peaceful, calm. Different than normal. Might've been the night air, or the fact they were outside, or maybe the dim light was just doing her favors. But she looked pretty. Ari smiled at her. "Gimme the booze."
~~~ Cassidy gave a slight laugh in response to that. "Right." She wasn't buying it. It was clear by the tone of her voice that she wasn't buying it. But she just left it at that. Of course the suggestion that it could possibly have been raining made him make a slight face. "Yeah. That would totally ruin my day." Her hand splayed out on his stomach, fingers lightly dancing against his skin, memorizing the lines of his abs. She noticed him looking at her and she looked confused for a moment. "What? Do I have something on my face?" She lifted the bottle of booze for him to take and then used that hand to wipe at her face, trying to see if she felt anything there that he could have possibly been staring at.
~~~ The fingers moving over his skin warmed him, though a little chill ran throughout his body. Just because he was jaded to so many things didn't mean that simple touches couldn't make his pulse go. He was still a teenager, after all.
Taking a long drink, Ari swallowed down the warm liquid, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. "For fuck's sake you don't have anything on you," he said, almost annoyed. What, he couldn't smile if he wanted? "I'm just kinda high. And drunk. And you look pretty nice in the dark."
~~~ Cassidy scowled at him and then nudged him a little. "Pretty nice in the dark?" She rolled her eyes and then sighed. "Coming from you... I'll take that." She shrugged and then smiled. "You look kinda hot all beat up." He probably didn't need to hear that. She was sure he had ego enough to know that already but... "Makes you look like a total bad ass." She giggled. Apparently that was her thing.
~~~ With a little smirk, Ari gently touched his eye. The swelling had gone down considerably, but he still looked pretty beaten. And badass, apparently. Cassidy could not have given him a better compliment if she'd dipped in it gold first. "I know," he told her dismissively. Still... Cassidy thought he was totally hardcore. Despite all the shit with Adam, and even with her, she thought he was hardcore. Mission: accomplished.
~~~ "Does it hurt?" Cassidy asked when he touched it. It looked like it would hurt. And she made a slight face at the fact that he was just touching it like that. She rolled her eyes and smirked at him when he said he knew, "Of course you do." She dropped an elbow onto the ground next to his lap and used it to push herself up slightly, giggling a little because it made her feel kinda light headed. "I think maybe I might be a little drunk," she informed him, as if that wasn't quite obvious at the moment. "Can I kiss it and make it better? I'll be easy. Promise."
~~~ It didn't hurt, not too much. Starbuck had healed it more than he'd wanted so it was mostly just ugly now. "Nah," he told her. "Doesn't hurt really." Clearly she was drunk, because she was sounding like one of those giggly drunk girls in bars that flirted with anyone in the hopes of being taken home. Not that he thought Cassidy was desperate, but that's the closest assosciation he had.
With a smirk, Ari regarded her, shaking his head slightly. Whoa the world moved when he did that. "You wanna kiss it better?" he asked dubiously, with a grin. "My cock is sore too, you wanna kiss that better?" And just to show he was being playful, and not necessarily a prick, he reached out and mussed her hair a little.
~~~ Cassidy couldn't help but grin when he said that just because she knew, knew, he was going to say it. "No," she replied, though she was nodding her head yes as she said it, just to fuck with him. And then she laughed, pushing herself up onto her fingertips so that she could reach to lightly kiss the corner of his eye. "There, all better." She smiled almost shyly. And then she hummed before she added, "You smell good."
~~~ Oh lord, she was seducing him. He could just tell. She had that look on her face, and she was giggling and being soft, and nice, and coy. As she kissed the corner of his eye, he let them both flutter closed, taking a moment to debate. For one brief, tiny second, he thought about Adam, and how hurt the kid would be. And then he thought about how hurt he had been, and then he realized fuck that little shit. What the hell had Adam ever done for him?
"You must be a hippie," he said, opening his eyes, "because I smell like pot and cigarettes and booze." Their faces were very close, close enough that if he turned his chin down he could kiss her. So instead he ducked his head sideways, pushing her hair behind her ear as his lips grazed her cheek, sought out her neck and kissed, softly. "Mmm," he moaned, almost too soft to be heard, another kiss moving down toward her throat. Now this, this was seduction. And if this shit didn't work then something was totally wrong.
~~~ Cassidy was not seducing him! At least not intentionally. She just felt light and giddy and happy and maybe a bit affectionate. That was all. If she accidentally seduced him in the process then, well, so be it.
"Well I am named after a Grateful Dead song," she pointed out with a smile. "And grass," she added. "You smell like grass, sort of. Or like nature, like the air just before it rains." She closed her eyes as he kissed her neck, a soft shiver racing up and down her spine. "This mean I'm not off limits anymore?" Maybe it would have been better not to ask, but she wasn't entirely thinking at full capacity at the moment. Of course she had a habit of always saying things she really shouldn't even when she hadn't been drinking and smoking pot.
~~~ Ari didn't know that he smelled like outside, and it made him wonder if other people had noticed as well and just never said. Of course, he covered himself in aerosol products because girls liked that shit even though it made him feel unnatural and poisoned. But today he hadn't bothered, and apparently his natural state was outside smelling. Well, could be worse he supposed. At least Cass liked it.
He stopped dead when she mentioned 'off limits', because it once again brought Adam to mind. Which made a bunch of emotions come bubbling up. But, his reply was smooth, accompanied by another kiss to her neck. "That's up to you."
~~~ It was a nice smell. She hadn't ever really noticed it before. Usually he smelled like, well, boy. Boys always seemed to smell like that aerosol cologne type crap that was overpowering at times and musky. He had a natural musky smell, sure, but his natural scent was rather pleasant. He could do without all that other crap more often.
"I haven't changed my mind," Cassidy said, a hand sliding up over his thigh as she added, "I told you what I want ages ago." Or less than a week, but in her mind that had been ages back. "And I haven't changed my mind."
~~~ One thing you could always count on was for a woman to change her mind. But Cassidy seemed sure that she wanted to, and Ari wasn't the kind of person to be too much of a gentleman to do it with a drunk girl. If no meant no, then by that logic yes meant yes.
Moving away from the tree, Ari crawled past Cassidy, laying down on his side on the ground, the blanket she'd cast aside resting beneath his ribcage. Propping his head up on one hand, he motioned her over, a confident, sultry cockiness in his eyes.
~~~ Truth be told, Cassidy had made up her mind about Ari the first day she'd met him. She was insanely attracted to him. She thought he was quite possibly the coolest person she had ever known. How could she possibly not want him? Even when she had been out with Adam and she had had so much fun and had thought that maybe they could have had something together, she still had Ari in the back of her mind. Was it wrong? Maybe. Did it make her a slut like Ari said? Possibly. But she wasn't thinking much about any of that right now.
When Ari moved away from her, she thought he was going to pull another flip on her like he had that day in his dorm room. But instead he was beckoning her over, and the annoyed look that had crossed her features for a moment turned into a smile as she then crawled over to him, uncertain what she was supposed to do from there.
~~~ As soon as Cassidy was beside him, Ari's hand went to her waist, running up her side, finding its way beneath her coat to her skin. His fingertips were cold so her body was burning hot in contrast, but smooth and soft. He remembered how she looked naked- a little young, but flexible, and despite her tits being small they had suited her, were pert and round with a little bit of bounce to them. Hand rounding to her back, he pulled her to come closer, inching himself over until their stomachs and chests touched, his hand splayed out over her back. He rubbed the skin gently, looking at her face with a small, almost cocky but mostly pleased smirk on his lips. Two fingers deftly unhooked the single clasp of her bra, and the smirk grew ever more.
~~~ Ari's fingers were cold, causing Cassidy to tense slightly, a sharp breath inhaled and exhaled slowly in the form of a slight laugh. She felt nervous, especially as he pulled her closer to him, the feel of his harder form pressing against her soft one. The smirk made her smile, and then she giggled as he unhooked her bra. A hand moved to cover her face for a moment, her cheeks flush as she dropped her hand down to his forearm and remarked, "You're terrible, Ari." Of course she meant that in the most affectionate way possible. And she leaned in to kiss along his jaw, breath warm against his skin in contrast to the cold air around them.
~~~ Tilting his chin up, Ari chuckled, softly. "You won't be moaning that in five minutes," he informed her. Sliding his hand over her skin, he massaged gently, squeezing her flesh and pulling her closer, hips grinding against hers.
She felt so small in his hands, half her ribcage easily taken over by his palm as it slid across her body, his thumb reaching over her small breast while his middle finger still rubbed her back. Brushing over her nipple, his lips ghosted across her neck, face pushing itself into her coat to nuzzle against her skin. She smelled like girl, sweet and sexy.
~~~ "Could be," Cassidy teased. "Never know." Of course she was already having a hard time thinking about whatever it was she was thinking about that had caused her to call him terrible in the first place. He wad distracting her, what with his big, rough, masculine hands all over her body and his hips grinding against hers.
Cassidy exhaled a soft moan as his thumb brushed over her nipple which stiffened nearly instantly what with the slight cold of his touch. But his hands were starting to warm up against her skin, her skin beneath his hands, and she tilted into that nuzzle, exhaling a soft giggle because it tickled a little. Her hand slid down his forearm to then sneak up the hem of his shirt, once again exploring the lines of his killer abs but venturing further up this time around to graze fingertips against his nipples as well.
~~~ Inhaling slowly, chest filling with air to press against Cassidy's hands, Ari released a long, slow groan. Already he was growing hard, his erection pressing against her hungrily, demanding. The featherlight kisses turned harder, pressing against her neck with a few nips thrown in, his hands grasping and massaging her breast, twisting the hardened nipple between his fingers.
~~~ His hardness pressing against her made butterflies start to form in the pit of Cassidy's stomach, nervous energy coursing through her and escaping in a whimper from her throat as he nipped at her neck. Those hands on her breasts were enough to make her feel all.. hot and tense on the inside and she moaned as he twisted her nipple. Both of Cassidy's hands moved to Ari's chest to push him back as she straddled him, a position she was discovering that she seemed to have a preference for. She rolled her hips against his own with a groan as both hands were now free to discover his chest, fingers cool from the night air dancing against his skin.
~~~ Rolling onto his back, Ari watched Cassidy climb on top of him, a pleased little smirk on his face. She was putty in his hands, warm and soft and moaning deliciously. Just how he liked his women. Pushing her hands slightly, Ari unzipped his jacket and pushed it open, wriggling out of it and letting it rest around his head. The air was cold, but the constraint was too much. He was willing to risk the chill for Cassidy to be able to touch him properly. Now just in a thermal, his arms were freer as both hands ran up her sides, fingers curling into the fabric clad over her hips to tug her against him, raising his own to grind into her.
~~~ When he pushed her hands, she scowled a little, expecting him to, at pretty much any point in time, push her away and tell him that he was just joking. But instead of that, she got him with his jacket off, a smile forming upon her lips as she then took his cue and slipped out of her jacket too, her body giving a slight shiver of protest though she just ignored it. As his fingers curled in her shirt to tug her hips down against him, she moaned again, leaning in to kiss his neck and along the line of his jaw as hands danced up over his chest, teasing him through the fabric of his shirt before beginning to inch the cloth slowly upward.
~~~ It was a pretty good possibility that Ari might change his mind at any moment, but he wasn't going to. He wanted to nail Cassidy, he had since he figured out she was a virgin. He liked virgins. They were appreciative, and they always seemed impressed no matter what he did. Plus, there was something incredibly satisfying with taking someone's V card.
Breath growing ragged, his hips rolled beneath her body, back arching slightly to let her draw his shirt up over his stomach. He could have gotten her shirtless, but he didn't want to make her cold. So instead, one hand moved between their bodies, cupping her sex and massaging it with his fingers, rubbing hard through her jeans. She was warm, probably wet, and his cock twitched in anticipation.
~~~ Cassidy followed her hands with her lips, kissing and licking and sucking at his skin. She found his nipples after just a moment, her mouth eagerly assaulting one as a free hand teased the other. She moaned in response to his hand, rocking her hips back against him, that tense and hot feeling only seeming to increase the more that he touched her, the more that she touched him.
~~~ His jeans were feeling tighter and tighter the more that little mouth worked over his skin. She was pretty good considering she hadn't done this kind of thing before meeting him. Grunting softly, Ari's hand moved from between their bodies, long fingers prying the button on her jeans apart. Two fingers slipped inside, moving the soft cotten panties and rubbing over her slit, a low, throaty chuckled emitting deep in his throat at the slickness he felt. She felt burning hot in contrast to the chilled night, a satisfying kind of heat that made Ari's pulse race. "Wet," he murmured, his free hand running up her body to catch her breast in his palm, squeezing gently.
~~~ He was so good with his hands. Cassidy had appreciated his skills with those immensely from the very first time they'd ever hung out and she definitely appreciated it now. Those fingers incited a low, deep moan, a shiver racing up and down her spine. "What else did you expect?" She asked in a breathy whisper against his skin, moaning against the other nipple now though it didn't get nearly as much attention as the first before she was sitting up, her back arching into the hand against her tit as both hands moved to the button and zipper of his jeans to relieve him of that tightness surrounding his cock.
~~~ She needed to work faster on getting him free of his jeans, because he needed to get touched or he was gonna explode. Lifting his hips, Ari groaned softly, a noise almost to the point of a desperate whimper. Her hands were cold, making him flinch but he pressed into them anyway, wanting badly to be touched. It had been too long since he'd has sex, at least five days now.
"Off," he grunted, pushing on her jeans while rising up against her.
~~~ Cassidy had forgotten how big he was. It was a bit scary, or a lot scary, to think about it so she was trying not to. The sounds he made though, they made her tummy flutter, and all she wanted was to hear more sounds like that one, breathing hard and heavy as her cold hand stroked his hardness, a soft moan parting her lips.
Her boots proved to be a bit of an issue when it came to following his instructions, and as much as she didn't want to, she had to move off of him, plopping hard on the ground beside him so that she could tug them off in order to get her jeans and panties off.
~~~ As soon as Cassidy was off his lap, Ari was sitting up and tugging his own jeans off, young body demanding more touch, more of her skin on his skin, the warmth of being inside her body and the ever-pulsing need for climax. Kicking his shoes, and then pants off, he quickly got to his knees and crawled over her, pushing his body between her legs, tossing her jeans off to the side. Dipping his head, he kissed the top of her knee, her inner thigh, moving closer toward her body. His teeth nipped low on her stomach, over her navel, right below the sternum, between her breasts, along her neck, letting his chest and stomach lower on top of her. He was breathing hard, but otherwise seemed cool, collected, calm. He'd done this plenty of times before, though never out in the cold like this. A shiver ran through him as he lowered himself onto his elbows, face hovering over hers, hips sitting between her legs, hardness pressing against her wetness. He didn't push forward though, not yet.
~~~ This was really going to happen this time. She was really going to have sex. For the first time. And it was going to be with Ari. Cassidy felt almost nauseous, though not in a bad way, just in the way that she was so tense, so anxious, so nervous, that it had her stomach tied in knots. She was breathing hard and quick as he crawled between her legs, a small shiver running through her from the very first kiss all the way up to the last, elbows resting on the ground to support her upper body as her thighs rested on either side of him.
And then he was on top of her, and she could feel him pressing against her, the nearness of his presence igniting this need deep down in the pit of her stomach. His lips were so close to hers that she only had to push up just slightly to press a kiss against them, but she didn't. She couldn't, truth be told. She'd never been so terrified of anything in all of her life as she was of this right now.
~~~ Her tension was tangible, making the air around them thick and tight. Speaking of tight... Ari was well aware of the problems he would probably face with Cassidy, as far as the fitting of things. She was small, and he was, well... not. But things were supposed to fit and she was well lubricated, and so far she hadn't said no, so...
So here was the moment. And looking at her face, Ari knew that it would be like trying to fit a Cadillac into a doghouse because she was so tense. So he needed to make her relax. Shifting his weight slightly, he lifted a hand to stroke through her hair with two fingers. "You look really sexy right now," he said softly, smiling.
~~~ The compliment made Cassidy laugh softly, a slight flush creeping into her cheeks. "Shut up. I do not." Of course him just saying that, even if she didn't really believe him, helped to relax her just a little. "I'm..." For lack of a better word. "Terrified." The admission was a soft one though she knew he could see it. "You're big, and it's gonna hurt, and that's okay but... Things won't get weird between us after, will they?" That thought scared her more than anything did. She knew she wasn't going to get clingy or anything. She wouldn't let herself get that way, not about Ari. She knew better. But she didn't want him to push her away afterward, to hit it and quit it as the saying went. He was the only friend she had here and she wanted to keep him in that way.
~~~ Well, he'd tried. Usually women totally fell for that, but Cassidy wasn't other girls. She was smart, she caught on faster. Though he had told her she was sexy to relax her, that didn't necessarily negate its fact. She did look kinda sexy, flushed and eager and all. But she did look scared, too, and that wasn't so sexy. But it wasn't unattractive, either. It was... something in between.
"Only if you start hanging all over me," he told her honestly. He didn't need that shit. Propping himself up on his hands, he pulled away a bit to look at her face, his boner in serious need of attention or it was going to call it quits. "We'll be cool, okay?"
~~~ Cassidy sort of laughed, her expression as though that was the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard. "Okay. Deal.: She licked her lips and then asked in a whisper, "Kiss me first?" She swallowed hard. "And I promise I won't forget to breathe." Speaking of which, she took a deep one now, breathing out slowly in an attempt to relax a little and it worked. She was feeling far less tense and would feel even less tense still if he kissed her the way that she'd asked.
~~~ Kiss her? That was... well, typical for girls, but still kind of odd to be asking. Most of them just did it. Brow furrowing for a moment, Ari licked his lips, tilting his head slightly and leaning in to kiss her, his lips hovering a few centimeters away from hers. "Breathe in," he whispered, pressing the kiss to her lips and rolling his hips forward, sliding inside her. Just the tip at first, but that was enough to make him shudder hard, the tightness of her pussy gripping him like a fist. "Mm, fuck," he groaned against her mouth, slowly pressing forward.
~~~ No amount of breathing could ever really prepare her for that and no amount of kissing was going to distract her from it. A loud whimper was muffled by his lips as his hips rolled forward and she felt the first white hot pains from being penetrated. Her body tensed up. It was a natural response. But she took another deep breath, her hands having moved to clutch at his arms, her hold on him tight as he pressed further forward still. She trembled, another cry drowning itself against his lips. Her whole body throbbed for an instant, but then settled ever so slightly as her muscles began to relax around them, each breath she took being focused from her head down to her toes.
~~~ He could feel her pulsing around him, her muscles tightening and relaxing around him. He shuddered again, grunting, pausing in his thrust to let her relax and accomodate. "Fuck, kid," he moaned, "you are so... nng, fuck..." Wow she was tight, like unbelieveably so. Taking a deep breath of his own, Ari steadied himself, keeping from letting himself just finish right then.
~~~ There was something incredibly... attractive about the way that he shuddered on top of her. It made her feel like she was doing something very right even though she wasn't actually doing anything at all. She was only laying there. But the compliment made her laugh a little, which in turn made her whimper slightly because it felt so... well just weird. She took another deep breath to mimic his own and then whispered, "I'm okay." And she was. It hurt, but the initial sharpness of the pain had calmed into just a dull throb and she could deal with that. So she leaned up to kiss his shoulders, his neck, leaving him to handle the business of their lower halves because she felt just entirely too awkward to know what to do there, how to move. This was really nothing at all like riding a horse.
~~~ With a nod, Ari looked over Cassidy's face, making sure she actually was okay. She wasn't crying or anything, a plus. So with another breath, he moved again, pushing inside her, slowly, inch by inch until finally he was fully inside, all the way to the hilt. Pausing another moment, Ari returned the kisses she was giving back to her, lips grazing her shoulders and neck. One hand moved down her slim body, cupping her ass to lift her hips up slightly. "Wrap your legs around me," he whispered huskily, slowly pulling out again. Maybe if he got her at a better angle she'd start to see what the big deal was.
~~~ There was more? That was the very thought that went through her head as he began pushing inside of her deeper still. She groaned, her entire body shuddering slightly. Cassidy felt like she could cry right now. It hurt that badly at the moment. But she fought to keep that under control because she knew that he was doing his best not to hurt her. It was sweet the way that he was taking his time and paying attention to her. That was why she had wanted it to be him and not someone else, because she knew he'd be better at it than most. Shifting beneath him, she wrapped her legs around him, focusing on her breathing to keep her body from tensing up once more. She trembled when he pulled out, knowing enough about friction and having seen enough porn to know what was coming next. So she exhaled a slow and deep breath in preparation.