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Cassie felt like a massive weight she didn't know she was holding on to was being lifted from her shoulders. They were actually getting somewhere, and it felt like the first time there wasn't tension between them since they had met. Her lips quirked upwards at the mention of the puppy face, and she let out a laugh. "Oh, God, that face. It's his secret weapon, I swear. But, it's worth putting up with it for a few minutes. He gets over it fast, and you get to stop him doing something dumb. It's better in the long run, truly."

Diana's apology felt real, and that was all Cassie really needed. It felt good that they could both own up to their parts in it. "Thank you, Diana," she said, her tone sincere. "And I am sorry, again. I don't wanna keep going back to it, but you're right. There was just... too much that built up, you know? We never blessed it out properly, and it got too big to deal with like normal people. But we're doing that now." She paused, then held out her arms. "Wanna hug it out? No pressure if that's not for you, but I know for a fact I give great hugs. Like, literally top tier."

Diana's brows lifted towards Cassie's revelation of Christian's stupidity. Her expression showed that, despite remaining silent, she didn't disagree. He wasn't a dumb person, far from it. Some of his decisions, though? They could've used a lot more reflection time. "Yeah," she sighed, knowing that Cassie was right. "It's just hard when you know you're gonna get that wounded puppy in the shelter look right after." She didn't even mean that as a joke but still felt the corners of her lips perking up.

Although her expression softened, it wasn't because of what was being said. "I guess we were all a little stupid," she offered but found herself nodding when Cassie suggested that where they currently were was a good place. "I mean, I was a bitch to you. I can at the very least own up to that and say that I'm sorry for it...but in general, I swear I'm not, and I know you're not, either. Like you said, I don't think the way we acted was solely based on how we felt about each other. There was just so much stuff going on in both of our lives that it kind of clouded all that...and, as we've established, Christian being a total doofus didn't help, either."

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Cassie listened, feeling a flicker of relief at Diana's words. It wasn't perfect, and it wouldn't fix what was broken, but it was something. For the first time since they'd met, it felt like they were actually having a real conversation instead of talking past each other. She even managed a laugh when Diana admitted to Christian's poor decision making skills. "Look, I love him too. And when it comes to all that old shit he likes? He's the smartest guy in the world. And a good one, too. If you're going to do this with him, he'll make you happy, and never treat you bad. But when it comes to like, actual human emotion? Christian can be stupid." Her words were blunt, despite the fact there was a small smile on her face. "If there's any advice I can give you? Don't be shy about telling him that. When he's being stupid. .He's a big boy, he can handle it."

Her smile fell a little when the conversation turned back to the two of them, a little more wry and a bit more tentative. "I appreciate you saying that," Cassie said, her voice softer. "It's not silly to ask. I think we're both a bit guilty of letting other people's voices make our own louder. The only thing we can really do now is figure a way forward. Not slapping a Band-Aid on things or brushing it under the rug, but actually moving forward. I'm not expecting there to be a magic fix to this, but this? Being able to talk, just us? It's a good start, no?" She paused, meeting Diana's eyes. "And I know you're not a bitch, by the way. We wouldn't be having this conversation if I thought you were. I think we've both just been carrying around a lot, and it's made us... not our best selves. But I'm not that person, either. I promise."

Diana appreciated the apology. In fact, it had her listening to Cassie with a new set of ears. She wasn't sure she'd ever be able to put herself in the others shoes, but with the way she felt her own shoulders fall as she listened to her side of things, it made sense. Somehow, they'd both been isolated and hurt from a situation that was supposed to bring them some sort of resolution.

"Just so you know, I never wanted you out. The whole Christmas thing wasn't even my idea. I just stupidly agreed to it because I had no clue that you weren't okay with it. I took Christian's word for it when I should've asked about yours, and I love the guy, but he doesn't always make the best decisions. For what it's worth, though, I'm sorry, too. I think there's a lot of stuff we should've talked about one-on-one, but the other's somehow got muddled in it. It definitely didn't help." She nodded a little, letting her arms fall from where they were crossed against her chest. "And I know this is silly to ask, but is there anything I can do? I know a lot of it is beyond me, but...I'm here now, and I may have acted like a bitch before, but I promise you that's not who I am."

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"Well... now you know." Cassie winced a bit, the realisation that Diana had a valid point hitting her. "Look, I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings. Kelly and Jamie neither, though I don't think you were ever really mad at them the way you were with me. It wasn't supposed to be a mean comment, but it hurt your feelings all the same. So I'm sorry," she finished, a little lamely. It didn't really feel like it mattered much, now. "I guess it doesn't feel like the right reasons for you because you weren't on the receiving end of it," she pointed out. "Because from where I was sitting, I'd been banished from a holiday tradition just after a death in the family by the people I thought had my back no matter what. One of them still isn't talking to me. the expectation was just that I would take it, and not speak up for myself, and then I felt like I was being punished for being quiet and punished again when I spoke up. You get it?" She didn't know if Diana ever would, but it was important to her that she got her point across, and that she didn't just get slapped with the label of the bad guy yet again. "You don't need my blessing to make up with Christian, but if that's what you want, then you have it."

Diana wasn't exactly sure what she wanted from this visit, but she'd be lying if she said the actual apology wasn't nice. That was until it was followed up with a but, and her shoulders tensed. "I guess, but there wasn't really any way for me to know that," she said with a shrug. "Out of all the things Christian told me, that wasn't one of them." She also blinked once she noticed Cassie's demeanor change at the mentioning of the group. She wasn't sure what happened after she left on Christmas, essentially cutting and running from that entire situation. She assumed that all would've been patched up and worked out between them. Maybe that wasn't the case, though. It kind of threw a wrench in the stories Christian had told her about how close they all were. "No, and I get why you did. I just don't think any of us were getting defensive for the right reasons," she said with a sigh of her own. "Look, I don't expect us to be best friends singing Kumbaya around a campfire or anything like that. I just want us to be okay. As much as I'm wanting to rekindle things with him, it doesn't mean I want to do so if that means intruding or interfering with something that's clearly and understandably important to him."

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"Well, it's the first time I've been aware that we're boyfriend and girlfriend. not sure when the actual first time was." She snickered, allowing her head to come to rest on his shoulders. "You know, most guys will jump through hoops not to commit to you. I think being so committed you forgot to tell me is a first." As much as she was teasing him, it was clear she took no offence to it. "It's better," she agreed, though his comments had her eyebrows raising. "I wouldn't have minded if you wanted to take a picture. Or a video, whatever works for you. If I'd have known you liked dirty pictures, I'd have sent you some already." She let out a small sigh of contentment. After everything that had gone down, Mike had been more supportive than she ever could have hoped for. If she wasn't already sure she was into him, what he'd done for her today would seal the deal. "Well, it's been a long day for the both of us. Sometimes a sprint is better than a marathon, you know?" She wasn't sure if that made sense. "I know that's not a real saying, but you get it." She looked up at him, stretching her neck to kiss his cheek gently. "You know, I wouldn't worry about it. You have a whole year to think of the perfect gift for me. You'll pull through."

Mike shot her a look of slight confusion before letting out a chuckle. "Right, this was technically our first as boyfriend and girlfriend. I will say that I had no complaints about the sex before this, either, just FYI. Still just as good as the first time, if not better." His arm automatically went around her as she curled up next to him, throwing another grin her way at the self-praising. "You really did. If it wasn't creepy or weird to do so, I one hundred percent would've gotten out my phone to take a picture so I could properly remember it. Guess my imagination will have to do...or, you know, the real deal. Whatever suits me at the time." His lips found their way to her temple, pressing a small kiss there before chuckling and giving a small shrug in response. "I feel like I definitely could've gone longer, but someone didn't make that as easy for me today." He traced his finger against her arm, genuinely still shocked at the turn of events the day had brought them. This was the last place he expected to end up. He was glad it did, though. After everything, they both deserved a moment to let off some steam. "I can already say that next Christmas is gonna be hard to live up to after all this."

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Cassie let out a long, loud sigh. It wasn't a rude one, nor was it dismissive. It was a sigh of resignation. Enough time had passed since now and Christmas that she had perspective on everything, but despite that, the urge to defend herself was still creeping up on her. Her defensiveness was how she got here, and so she didn't really want to jump into that now. "Look, I'm sorry if it upset you, okay? I really am." She wasn't sure how much Diana would buy the apology, but that didn't mean it wasn't a genuine one. "But Diana... have you ever heard the way we speak to Christian? Especially Kelly? I don't think an hour goes by when we don't low-key bully him. We weren't laughing at you to be mean. That's just what we do, you know? If anything, it was a good thing." That was something else Cassie wasn't sure Diana would believe, but it wasn't any less true. In that moment, though, her mind was occupied by something, with the glowing terms with which Diana described their friend group. It had fallen apart at the seams now, the gap where Jamie had pulled away huge and obvious, and that was enough to have her sniffing as she spoke. "I just don't see why it's so wrong to want to defend myself. You were there. Did you see anybody else rushing to my defence?"

Diana's arms crossed over her chest, wishing she could've done more to try and repair things for Christian and Cassie. It wasn't her battle, though, and if she was being really honest with herself, she knew deep down that there was nothing she could've done to prevent it. With the way that group operated, something was going to crack the foundation of it. If it wasn't her, it would've been someone or something else. Her gaze did shift downwards as she listened to Cassie continue on. "I was hurt," she said after a few moments of silence, finally looking up. It may had been through glassy eyes, but she thought that showing it instead of hiding her feelings might've made it clearer. "And it wasn't just you. I was upset with you, Kelly and Jamie. I mean, all three of you made the joke. I think...I just had this idea or hope or whatever that I'd fit in with you guys right away. Like, Christian told me so many good things about all of you, and most of my friends were other girls I skated with, but I never had any best friends, you know? And all of you were so close and seemed like this amazing unit of chosen family. I loved that and hoped maybe I could be part of it, but walking in and hearing you all laughing at me..." She trailed off before shaking her head and feeling her eyes fall back to her feet. "It felt like I was some dorky loser in middle school all over again. I just wanted you guys to like me, and with the way you got all defensive about it...it kind of just crushed any hope I had there."

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"I don't know if 'lovely' is the word I'd use, but thanks for being nice about it." She didn't love that this conversation was happening on the front porch, but there wasn't exactly another option. So instead of suggesting to move somewhere more private, she quietened down and let Diana pour her heart out. For once, Cassie didn't feel defensive. It was one of her more negative traits - when she felt like someone was coming for her, she jumped to defend herself, and more often than not that made things worse. it was definitely at the root of what went down with Diana, and with more emotional distance between Christmas and now, she could see that. "I can respect that," she admitted, begrudgingly. "Like, I get why you thought that was the right thing to do. But that still doesn't really fix things with me and him - we just both know now that our friendship wasn't his first choice." She was speaking matter-of-factly, a far cry from her more emotional performance at the cabin. "The thing is, I didn't hate you. I didn't like that I was the only one who got shunned for laughing at the dress, but apart from that... I just thought you were kind of dumb for getting upset over a Jonas Brothers joke until the cabin. And even that wasn't really about you. You just made it easy to make it about you."

"Oh, no, that's, um...she has a lovely voice," Diana nodded. She wasn't sure lovely was the right descriptor, but it was the first that popped into her head. She nodded a bit, not about to argue with Cassie when she was giving her cold hard facts. "Yeah, I did end things with him, and that's part of why I did. I was not okay with being someone's girlfriend if it meant getting in the way of a friendship that spans years, and breaking up with him seemed to be the only way to do that. Like, I knew that at that time, as long as I was there, I'd get in the way and just make the rift deeper." She sighed, trying to think of a simple way to explain it. Apparently, there was no simple way. This whole thing was still just as silly and tiring as when it exploded at the cabin. "It's not even what I want from you. I just...is there something I can do to make you not hate me, or at least to make things okay between us? Cause I really do love him, but I'm not willing to patch things up with him until I have steady ground here first."

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Cassie sat back as Mike moved away to clean up, still struggling to catch her breath. The whole thing had been mind-blowing in the very best of ways, but also oddly therapeutic. All of the intense feelings she had been grappling with all day seemed to have been channelled into the sex, and she actually felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. "It was," she agreed with a nod. "I guess relationship sex just hits different," a wide grin came across her face at the reminder that they were on the same page now, and she was officially his girlfriend. She shuffled around the bed, tucking herself into the spot beside him with a small laugh. "I did do a good job, didn't I?" The only reason the look on her face didn't turn smug was because she couldn't deny that however well she performed, Mike had definitely had an effect on her, and not just because the marks he left on her neck were already beginning to darken. She didn't care about that at the minute, though, and she draped one arm across his chest and curled into his side. "You didn't do so badly yourself. I have no notes," she teased him.

"Oh, you're definitely good at helping there, especially with keeping things up," Mike replied, although his own ability to come up with witty banter was starting to fizzle out. He was usually pretty decent at keeping his cool, but considering the entire day and the events that'd lead them to their current position, the sensory overload seemed to be working on both of them. Watching her expressions change with each thrust and touch from his side had him grinning mischievously, but he was dangerously close to teetering over the edge himself. He still wanted to enjoy it for as long as possible, though. "Yeah, baby, there you go," he muttered, although the feeling of her vibrating around his cock was enough to spur him on, a few more thrusts coming from his side before his own release followed with a loud groan. "Holy shit, Cassie," he let out breathlessly, his hands smoothing up and down the side of her legs as he slowly came back down to earth. "That was...something else." He took a moment to untangle himself from her, sliding off the condom and tossing it in the trash before quickly settling back in his bed. "Come 'ere, gotta properly congratulate you on a job well done," he teased as he tossed his sheets back enough so she could crawl in the spot next to him.

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Cassie smirked at his reaction, the change of position getting the exact reaction she was looking for from Mike. "Oh, don't get me wrong. I was having a lovely time on my back." A moan escaped her when he slapped her ass, and she had to resist the urge to ask him to do it again. "But I like to mix things up a bit. Keep you on your toes." Despite the shift in positions, she let him continue to set the pace, rising and falling in time with his movements. Soon, it became a lot harder to think straight, and though Mike was still having no difficulty forming full sentences, Cassie couldn't say the same for herself. She was getting closer and closer to the edge, and his dirty talk wasn't helping her hold off from falling straight over it. She opened her mouth to respond, to him, but took a second too long to do so, leaving him free to ask the question that had her nodding her head quickly. "Oh my god," she mumbled, the combination of his deeper thrusts and the pressure of her clit causing her to practically see stars. And then the compliment came from him, and that was enough to have her cumming around his cock, her fingertips digging into his chest and her back arching as her walls contracted around him.

Even as she played coy, nothing was going to stop Mike from getting what he wanted, and in that moment, it was her. All of her. It was a decent start, too, or so he thought up until she spoke up and he halted his movements. He was about to open his mouth to ask if things were all good between them there, but it seemed that that wasn't necessary. She switched up the positions, and he couldn't help but chuckle in response. There would be no complaining on his end if that's how things were gonna go. "If I knew you liked being on top, all you had to do was say something. I would've been more than happy to let you take the reigns," he teased, reaching behind to slap her ass before moving both hands to either side and helping to guide her along with riding him. It wasn't too hurried or anything, but the way he bucked his hips in return to each movement definitely a bit more frantic than before. "Fuck, I could get used to this view," he muttered, the sight of her bouncing on his cock almost being too much to handle. It would definitely be burned into his brain for the foreseeable future. He noticed her face and raised a brow, assuming she was getting to a point where it was hard to hold anything back. "Are you about to cum, Cassie?" he asked before letting a devilish grin perk up on his lips. "Cause I'd be more than happy to help with that." For a slight change of pace, he started to thrust into her with slower but much deeper movements, one hand remaining gripped on her ass while the other moved so he could find and tease her clit with his thumb. "God, look at you. You're doing so good, baby. "

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From somewhere behind her, the sound of her aunt's singing washed over Cassie. "Um, sorry. My aunt." She explained. Things with her family were weird right now, but that wasn't a conversation she wanted to have with Diana - she wasn't sure there was any conversation she wanted to have with Diana, but when she spoke of Christian, Cassie shut up and listened, until finally, a resigned sigh escaped her lips. "But you're the one who left him?" She pointed out, slightly baffled by it all. "I don't know why you seem to think I'm some sort of gatekeeper when he was fully willing to cut me off to make you happy." There was still bitterness on her part for that, even if she and Christian were working through it - it still meant that she and Jamie would likely never be friends again, though, so it wasn't like she hadn't lost anything either. "I guess I just don't get what you want from me."

Diana shifted awkwardly, attempting to keep as straight of a face as possible. It was a little difficult as she heard what sounded like someone loudly singing somewhere within the house, but she shook her head a bit and just assumed it was the volume cranked on the TV. She sighed, not sure if her words would hold any merit considering their last conversation. Still, she had to give it a shot. "I love Christian," she blurted out, not sure why that was the first response to come to mind but rolling with it anyways. "And for things to work out with him, he said I needed to patch things up with you, and honestly, Cassie...I can't stop thinking about him. Like, it's beyond anything I've ever felt in my whole life, so if getting that back means finding some common ground or peace or whatever to stop things from being so bad between you and me, then I want to try."

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If there was anybody Cassie was expecting to see on her aunt's porch, it wasn't Diana. She'd made her peace with Christian since the cabin, things between the two of them back to how they used to be, minus Jamie's presence, and she'd been under the distinct impression things with Diana were past tense. "We can," she was already feeling defensive, arms crossing across her chest. "But I'm not sure why you'd want to."

Diana didn't want to be doing this. It seemed that desperate times called for desperate measures, though. If making nice with Cassie was what would bring Christian back into her life, then it was time to put on her big girl panties and do it. Maybe it's what should've been done the whole time to save them all this stupidity and heartache. It was too late to take that back, though. She sighed before knocking at the door, arms crossing defensively when it was answered. "Hi, um...can we talk? Like, just us?" @cassiemeadows

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If Cassie had been told a few hours ago this was where they'd be, she didn't think she'd have believed it - but she was very glad that things were unfolding as they had. After the trauma of the day, she deserved this moment of respite with Mike. "I don't know what you mean," she retorted, in a voice that made it clear that she was all too aware of what she was doing. And then his hips were moving, and an involuntary moan escaped her. He began to build a rhythm, and her fingers pressed into his shoulders, nails digging in hard enough to leave indents in his skin. She was trying her hardest not to wake the entire house up, but Mike seemed determined to make that a challenge for her, judging by the way his fingers found their way back to her clit. "Wait," she whispered, and then she was moving, using her legs to roll them both over so he was the one lying with his head on the pillow, and she was positioned above him in a smooth motion to prevent him slipping out of her. She raised herself up a bit, her hands resting on his chest to give herself leverage, and began to move again, picking up speed as she came closer to her peak.

The sensation of her voice in his ear had Mike simultaneously smirking deeply and feeling a shiver crawl all the way down his back. He didn't bring her back to his place for the intention of anything sexual happening, but if it played out like that naturally? Well, Mike considered himself to be a nature lover, regular recycler and Green Peace supporter. All of this was clearly manifested from all that, or so he liked to think. In any case, he wanted her, and he wasn't going to let anything stop them in that moment. Maybe except for Cassie, who'd taken it upon herself to tease him. He felt himself slide in just slightly, a strong exhale revealing how he was relying on every ounce of willpower he had in that moment. "Oh, that's a dirty little game you're playing there," he muttered before resting his arms on either side of her head. "It's a good thing I'm really into you, huh?" With a final smirk, he pressed his lips against hers before moving his hips and easing himself inside of her. He started off relatively slow, but soon enough, he was pumping into her at a regular rhythm. His forehead rested against hers, finding that he was enjoying the sound of his skin hitting against hers a little too much. "Fuck, Cass," he muttered, sliding a hand downwards until he was able to find her clit again and circle his fingers.

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She was trying her hardest to keep things as quiet as possible, but the moment her fingers entered her, it proved nearly impossible to do. If her vocal displays of appreciation weren't enough to show how much she was enjoying what he was doing to her, then the way her entire body tensed when he found the spot inside her that had her nearly seeing stars should have got the message across. One hand snaked down her body, finding the back of his head and holding him in place, urging him to keep going. He knew exactly what he was doing, bringing her closer and closer to the edge with every flick of his tongue. He how to drive her crazy, and she was loving every second of it. Cassie managed a shaky laugh at his words, her head shaking a little, but any verbal response was a little beyond her in that moment.

But then he was easing his fingers out of her, sitting up and moving away, and Cassie let out a small whine of protest. "Wouldn't have stopped you," she pointed out, propping herself up on to her elbows to watch as he opened the condom, eyes following his movements as he slipped it on. As great as the foreplay was, she was definitely ready for the main event, a smirk appearing on her face as he spoke. And then he was back on the bed with her, and she wrapped her arms to pull him back closer to her, placing open-mouth kisses along his jawline. "Don't you even think about it," she hissed, her tone playful. As he moved his cock to tease her again, she angled her hips, so the tip slid inside her. She left it there, though, taking advantage of the opportunity to tease him instead of the other way around. "You said you wanted to fuck me," she pulled back a little, head resting against the pillow again to take in his expression as she spoke. "So fuck me."

Mike wasn't sure there was a better Christmas gift than seeing Cassie lying across his bed totally naked. Considering the events of the day, the fact they ended up where they presently were was almost a miracle in itself. He wasn't about to waste a single moment. As much as he wanted to rebuttal to her comments, all he could do in his current position was smirk and put his tongue to better use, any gentle flicks from before losing the softness of easing her into it. There wasn't any holding back from that point forward. He was now using an arm to slip under her hips so he could position her exactly how he wanted. While he continued the motions with his mouth, his other hand went to work with teasing her wet slit before inserting his middle and ring finger into her, crooking his fingers just enough so that they were positioned to find and hit the spot that'd hopefully send her to the edge. "You're right, I should probably be a better listener next time," he muttered before resuming his position from before. He kept at it for a decent few minutes, but it was getting to the point that he couldn't ignore the straining in his pants anymore.

He removed his hand, placing one last teasing kiss to her clit before sitting himself up so he could free himself from his pants and boxers. "I definitely could've gone longer there, just so you know," he clarified, leaving his bed for a split second so he could walk over to his dresser and grab a foiled packet from inside the drawer. "But I'm not gonna lie, Cass I might lose my mind if I don't fuck you soon." He ripped the packet open with his teeth, yanking out the condom and sliding it on with a soft hiss before getting back on the bed. "But, it is the two of us here. It's not just me making the decisions here, so..." He trailed off. His raised brow showed he wasn't quite done with the teasing. He grabbed hold of his cock and ran his tip up and down her slick folds, carefully watching her reactions once more. "We could just leave it as is right now, call for a rain check and say goodnight. You let me know, though."

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it was getting harder and harder to think straight, but she wasn't completely on another planet yet. The effect her words had on Mike was obvious, if not in the way h looked at her, then definitely in the way he smirked. She gave him an attempt at an innocent smile in return, which quickly gave way to a frustrated whine of protest once his fingers stopped moving against her. It wasn't all bad, though, his lips moving further and further down her chest until she felt his tongue meet her nipple. Cassie's hand came to rest on the back of his neck, gently, urging him to continue as her breathing began to get a bit shakier. And then he was moving again, even further down, ridding her of her jeans. She reached behind herself, unclasping the bra that was now handing around her ribs and ridding herself of clothes completely.

"I told you I was wearing too many clothes," she pointed out, her legs parting so he could settle between them more comfortably. Almost on autopilot, she left one on the bed, but the other she raised to drape over his shoulder, granting him better access to her. "But no, you didn't want to listen to me-" her words were cut off with a hoarse moan when his teeth scraped his thigh. She was loud at the best of times, but also conscious there was a whole tribe of Smith's in the house, so pressed a hand to her mouth. That proved to be a good idea when he finally made contact where she wanted it most. "Clear enough for you now?" She managed to joke, before his mouth was on her again.

I'm always a good girl. That sentence alone had a jolt of electricity run through Mike's spine, and he couldn't help but shoot her a look. There were many things he wanted to say in response, but he kept them hushed with his smirk saying everything his words didn't. It only grew upon watching her reactions to each movement from his hand. The circling of his wrist came to a sudden stop once she insinuated that he could do more. "Well you're in luck. Better than okay is my specialty." He placed one last kiss to her lips before trailing downwards. He wasn't about to neglect anything if he had full permission, so he started with the top half. He shimmied Cassie's bra down just enough so that he could expose her. "So beautiful," he muttered, pressing his lips to her collarbone before his path trailed towards her breasts. One hand was placed to her waist so he could remain as steady as possible while latching on to her tit and letting out a groan of approval upon feeling the bud harden against his tongue, only moving to give the same treatment to the other breast.

Once he felt enough time had been spent at her chest, his journey continued downwards. Mike was a pretty patient guy. This wasn't the time for that patience to shine through, though, or they might've been there all night. With that in mind, his lips stopped just above the line of her jeans. He unbuttoned the pants, sliding them and her undies off in one go. "There, I think we're getting a lot closer to better than okay." With another teasing grin, he found himself sliding down far enough that her legs could easily wrap around his neck if needed. "It's a lot better without all those clothes and shit in the way," he pointed out. It was for him, especially. He now had the freedom to start kissing along her inner thighs, leaving a small nip and smoothing it over with his tongue before he finally stopped teasing. Without warning, he traced a stripe from her clit down through her folds. "If I didn't think you wanted me before, well..." He trailed off, not needing to fully point out the obvious. Although the evidence wasn't on full display, he was certainly just as turned on as she seemed to be. His cheeky smile melted away once his mouth found its way back to her nub.

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"I'm always a good girl," Cassie protested, but the tone of her voice had shifted, making the statement come out a whole lot dirtier than she intended. It was hard to dwell on that when Mike's hand had found its way to where it was most needed. Her fingers dug in to his arms a little harder, her grip on him tightening as he circled her clit in all the right ways. Her head fell back against the pillow, allowing him to witness every tiny change to her facial expressions as his touch sent jolts of electricity through her. "Oh, I'm more than okay. Could do this all day, actually." In that moment, it didn't even feel like an exaggeration. "But I definitely feel like I could be better than okay." She gave him a tiny nod, giving him permission to take things a step further.

"As you should. If you're a good girl, I might even let you take a look at the items picked special for me on Marketplace," he quipped, although that comment was long forgotten in exchange for her suggestive one. The feeling of her fingers dancing across his arms only egged him on more. It wasn't a matter of if. It was now when she'd be underneath him. He liked to consider himself giving, though, and considering it was still Christmas, he wanted to give before receiving. He was practically smirking against her lips now as he felt her moving against his hand. "What's the rush?" he teased. He knew he'd be in trouble if he kept going at the slow speed he was, so rather than keep up with that, he traced along before sliding his hand back up then under her panties in one swoop. "See, there we go. Good things come to those who wait," he muttered, placing what would seem to be an innocent kiss to her lips if it weren't paired with him finding her clit and circling his fingers. He started at a normal pace but kicked it up a few notches as he watched her facial expressions. "Still doing okay, or do you need anything else?"

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"Well, now I'm just offended. While you're looking for your milf, I'm going to be looking for a Botox practitioner. Besides, I find your Facebook usage endearing." She shook her head at the notion of either of them going anywhere, but stopped abruptly when she felt his teeth on her neck, the action sending a shiver down her spine. "I have a few ideas for how to stay warm." As if to prove her point, she slid her hands from his shoulders to settle on his biceps, fingers tracing circles on his arms, her breath catching as he kissed her exposed skin as he eased her shirt off her. "Much better," she nodded, brows curiously at his latter comment. She did not have to wait long to see what he meant. Her lips moved against his with a little more desperation, and she ground her hips down on to his hand, looking for more friction where it was most needed.

"Oh shit, you're not? Damn, I've had your age wrong this entire time. That's too bad. Guess we're gonna have to break up after this so I can find a MILF that appreciates my Facebook usage," he chuckled. "That's a joke, by the way, I'm definitely not letting you go anywhere right now." And he wasn't, especially not with the way her hands were smoothing their way against his chest. If that weren't enough, the sounds being elicited from her side sure were. He let his teeth graze the original mark before pulling back. "Well, I don't blame you. It's a little cold, you know, it being December and all. It'd be rude of me to not let you have that full experience, though. It's not a good, proper Christmas gift that way, and I'm all about giving." He grabbed the hem of her shirt, his lips trailing along her body with each inch he lifted before helping to remove it entirely. "Better? Although I don't know about you, but I never really let clothes get in the way." As if to demonstrate exactly what that meant, one hand went to grip the back of her neck as he kissed her while the other roamed downwards. He stopped once he felt the cool metal button of her jeans, letting his hand slip under the denim and feel along her panties, adding pressure where he knew she'd want it the most.

[cassiemeadows]

"No? I'm not thirty-five," Cassie snickered, though the mention of chains piqued her interest. It was hard not to get ideas when he had her pinned to the bed like this. "I've always been more of a fan of showing than telling," there was no chains in sight at the moment, though, and she wasn't willing to have him leave to go and fetch whatever he'd been buying online. Almost as soon as he released his grip on her wrists and his shirt was off, her hands were all over him, fingers tracing his chest before settling on his shoulders to give her more leverage to lift her hips to meet his. "Oh," the sound came out as a half-moan when his lips found her neck. "I think I can make time for that." Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment, enjoying the sensations his mouth was producing. "I think I'm wearing too many layers to really appreciate this. Just saying."

"What, you don't still use FB? Where else am I supposed to find used chains? ...For my bikes, by the way. I don't want you getting any weird ideas, but if you do, I need you to tell me all about them in great detail," Mike quipped back with a smirk. Despite the fact his mind was far from general small talk, he was a man that knew how to multitask. He broke their kiss and his grip on her wrists to take his own shirt off, but once that was dealt with, he was back on the attack. "Oh do you, now?" he asked, gripping her leg to keep it in place against him and shifting his weight to essentially grind his hips against hers. He let out a soft groan, although it still wasn't enough to distract him from the task at hand. His lips found a new home against her neck, and he let his mouth familiarize itself with the soft skin there. "How much time?" he muttered, his mouth exploring with enough pressure that there'd likely be a souvenir of his visit marked on Cassie in the morning. "Enough for a last minute Christmas gift?"

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Cassie raised her eyebrows. She was very, very into Mike, but hearing him talking about hard launching seemed a little unnatural, like a teacher trying to use the latest slang. "Facebook? Okay, Boomer," she teased him with a smirk. "Maybe tomorrow we can take some cute selfies for the hard launch, but I've definitely got other things on my mind right now." Cassie was an affectionate person at the best of times, but it was definitely getting harder to think about anything else that wasn't the weight of Mike's body on top of hers. The kiss was getting a little more heated, and if that wasn't an indication as to where things were going, the action of pinning her hands to the pillow above her head made it crystal clear. "That's fine by me. I've got some time," As their lips met again, she raised one leg to hook around his hip.

Considering how things had been earlier, finding himself stretched across his bed and laughing with Cassie wasn't a bad way to end Christmas. Making things official with her helped there, too. "Well now you don't have to assume anything," he grinned. "I mean, other than the fact that I'm an idiot sometimes, but I think you knew that coming in to all this. But yeah, you are. I can change my Facebook status or do a hard launch or whatever all that is." He wasn't much for all the stupid online terminology. None of that really mattered to him, especially when he actually had her with him in that moment. There was no chance he'd waste it. He immediately kissed her back but also found himself turning it up a notch. His lips were moving along with hers a bit more ferociously than before and helping to shift them around so that he was directly on top of her now. "I was thinking of making it up to you now, if you're good with that," he shot her a smirk, gently prying her wrists upwards to pin them above her head and hold them steady before letting his mouth find its way back to hers.