C A S S I E
Saturday, July 1st, 2017
Tyler and I woke up to the sound of Mark's frantic thundering down the staircase.
"Cassie?! Are you down here?" Mark called out. I tiredly rolled out from under Tyler's arm. I sat at the edge of the bed, taking my time waking up.
"Guys I can't find Cassie!" He shouted from the kitchen.
"Oh my god, shut the fuck up, Mark, I'm right here," I said through a yawn. I grabbed my shirt off the floor and slid it on. I couldn't find my underwear in the mess of the blankets so I decided to go bare-assed.
"You better go out there before he has a panic attack," Tyler chuckled as he watched me get dressed from bed.
"Cass?!" Mark's voice echoed from down the hall.
"Over here, idiot," I replied. I could hear him jogging down the hall, relief flooding his face when he saw me, then confusion.
"Were you in Tyler's room?" He asked.
"What's with you and asking questions with obvious answers," I replied.
"I-...Don't sass me!"
"Don't ask stupid questions,"
Mark shot me a look, and I knew the joking was over.
"My bad," I put my hand up in surrender.
"Did you sleep with him?" He asked.
"Elaborate."
"Did. You. Fuck. Him." Mark replied slowly, hand out.
"Not technically," I said with a shrug
"Not technically?"
"We didn't go all the way, I thought I'd save that for you," I smirked at him while taking a sip of water. A smug look came on Mark's face,
"Good."
I left Mark to go relax on the couch. I sat down, my legs resting against the side. As I stared up at the ceiling I found myself thinking about the past couple of days and how much my everyday life had changed. I had nothing important to stress about here. And that itself stressed me out. Absolutely nothing was on my mind except the fact that I felt aimless. I was broken out of thought by an unholy screech that came from the direction of the stairway. I turned around and saw Sean stretching while screaming like a dying pig. Which in all honesty is understandable.
"What the fuck was that?!" Amy's voice came from upstairs, Chica thundering down the stairs, blowing past Sean and over to me. It was like Chica forgot I was here. I made sure to give her as many pets as possible before she ran off to Mark.
"You can turn the TV on if you want," Amy told me while handing me the remote.
"Oh," I stared down at it for a moment, blinking, "Yeah okay," I flipped through some channels and stumbled across a channel airing an old Loonie Toons episode.
"Holy shit, my childhood," I whispered excitedly to myself.
"Is that the fucking Loonie Toons?!" Ethan exclaimed as he made his way downstairs.
"Fuck yeah it is!"
As Sean passed by me in the living room he leaned down to my ear,
"Just letting you know, I'm sleeping in the room right across Tyler's."
I looked up at him,
"In my defence, it's not my fault."
Sean only laughed and started putting on his shoes.
"Where ya headed?" I asked.
"I gotta go get Signe from the airport, Mark are you ready?" He shouted across the house.
"Yeah just grabbing something for the road!" He called back. The two of them left, leaving the rest of us.
"Hey, Amy, you don't live here, right?" I questioned. She finished a sip of her coffee and shook her head.
"No, I live across town with Kathryn."
"Did you spend the night the past couple of days?"
"On the couch, yeah,"
"Yeah okay, just curious. If you don't mind I'm gonna go call my friend to tell him I'm not dead." I got up from the couch.
"Yeah! Go ahead," She smiled.
Up in my room, I FaceTimed Leo. He was quick to pick up.
"You're alive!" Leo exclaimed.
"I am!" I replied with a chuckle.
"Ok tell me everything right now," He demanded.
"Nothing much has happened, but let me tell you a thing, this one kid Ethan, I will bet you twenty dollars he's a bottom." I laughed.
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
I peaked out my door to make sure Ethan was upstairs.
"Duuuude, you should hear this kid moan. He's every tops dream, honestly."
Leo couldn't help but laugh.
"Tyler though is completely opposite—Oh dude get this," I stopped mid-sentence to switch to another. I continued to talk to Leo about things for a good half an hour before deciding it was probably time to get ready. We said our goodbyes and I got ready for the day. Soon after Signe had arrived.
There was a knock at my door, a woman with shoulder-length brown hair was standing at the door, awkwardly waving.
"Hey!" Signe greeted when I looked up at her. "May I come in?"
"Hey! Yeah of course," I got up to properly say hello. She opened her arms for a hug and I accepted. She smelt like vanilla and coffee.
"Have they been treating you well?" Signe asked with a giggle.
"Too well honestly," I scoffed.
"You definitely lucked out,"
"Ya think?"
Signe and I talked in my room for a bit getting to know each other. We bonded over the fact that we both are digital artists for most of the time.
"Where'd you fly in from?" I questioned as we sat back on the bed.
"Brighton, same as Sean," She replied.
"Oh, are you guys together or...?"
"Ah we used to be but things change and people move on y'know? Still friends of course though, no hardships here." Signe smiled.
"That's always nice, I think I'm only friends with one of my exes. Probably because she was and still is my best friend." I chuckled.
"Awe that's good you guys didn't have a bad break, it sucks losing your best friend," She frowned. Her smile returned quickly when she saw my new spider plant sitting on my window sill, a few others beside it.
"Ooh! Are you a plant momma too?" Signe asked as she got up to look at them, picking off a dead leaf.
"I had a fuck ton back at my place, I just got those the other day, but yes, I am" I giggled. "That's Lewis, by the way."
After lunch, Sean approached me in the hall while I was walking out of the washroom.
"Come here," Sean said quietly while grabbing my wrist and tugging me into the room down the hall. I looked around the room and saw a bunch of miscellaneous objects. This was clearly the spare/storage room. Sean and Signe's things were tucked neatly by the closet.
"That was pretty hot what Amy pulled at the table," Sean sat down on the edge of the bed. My cheeks flamed up. I didn't know what to say.
"You don't think that nobody saw that, right?"
"Clearly not," I mumbled. Sean motioned me over to him with a finger. I walked over and he pulled me onto his lap.
"Oh we are doing this, okay," I quietly chuckled while his hands trailed under my shirt and over my skin. His dry hands sent goosebumps over my body, and I let out a shaky breath.
"Mmm, sensitive skin?" He purred. I nodded and started to take my shirt off for him. Sean stopped me,
"Let me do that, little-one," He gently pulled my shirt over my head and instantly started kissing my neck and chest gently, ignoring any previous marks from Tyler and Ethan.
Sean's soft wet lips travelled over my collar bones and to my chest, taking a nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it until it became hard. Although it didn't feel extremely pleasurable I let out tiny moans for him. Sean grabbed my hips to pull me tighter against him,
"Grind against me baby," He purred. I began to rock my body against him, unfortunately, unable to feel anything through my jeans. Sean held a tight grip on my ass, a finger hooked on a belt loop. He kissed sloppily at my neck, his facial hair tickling my neck, I couldn't help but giggle and squirm away.
"What?" Sean frowned. I shook my head and dropped my grin,
"Nothing, just tickles, never mind," I cupped his cheeks and embraced him a kiss. He pulled me down against him, a hand on the back of my neck. My hair fell on the side of his face. He tangled his fingers in the strands and pushed it back.
Sean flipped us over and stared down at me,
"Here, scoot up to the pillow, little-one," He commanded and moved out of my way. I shimmied up and got comfortable.
"Perfect," He smiled, leaning down and kissing my chest and navel as he unbuttoned my jeans. I watched as he tugged them down, my underwear coming with them. He looked down at my body then up into my eyes, not saying a word. I broke eye contact, my cheeks crimson. I watched as he tugged his shirt off, a tent in sweats. He slipped them off and his cock fell free.
"Come here," He whispered and lived my legs.
"Wait uhm, I think Mark was wanting-" I started,
"Don't worry that's not what I'm doing" He cut me off as he put my thighs together, my legs over one shoulder.
"Oh."
"I'm gonna fuck your thighs baby, so keep em closed for me okay?" Sean held my thighs as he got closer to me, bending my legs against me. I nodded, quietly thanking myself for being flexible from years on the pole. He slipped his cock between my thighs and I tried my best to keep the, clenched tight for him. Sean started a slow rhythm, brushing against my core. I attempted to push up against him to get something out of this for myself, but after a few minutes and a few failed angles, I gave up and let Sean enjoy himself. To be honest I wasn't really into it but I didn't want Sean to know that. I let out tiny moans and heavy breaths for him while he thrust against me, the inside of my thighs slick with precum. He pressed my legs further back, starting to strain my hips and torso so he could play with my breasts.
"Is this too much?" Sean question with concern as he had me at a thirty-degree angle.
"I'm pretty flexible baby," I giggled. He continued to push until he could support himself with his arms beside my head. He gave me a look, asking if I was still okay.
"This is still fine, I don't think I could go further though," I informed him as he started fucking my thighs again, this time slightly rubbing against me. My knees were pressed against my chest, my ankles crossed beside his head.
I could feel Sean's heavy breath on my face, beads of sweat building on his forehead.
"Ah fuck," Sean groaned, his eyes scrunching up. He rutted against me giving me a fair amount of friction.
"Right there, Sean," I moaned, trying to focus on getting myself off. He looked down at me with a smirk and thrust harder. He bit his lip, his rhythm starting to fault. I could tell he was trying not to cum to please me, which let's be honest, was nowhere near happening.
"Cum for me, baby," I purred, he shot me a glance that I couldn't quite read but within seconds he quickly pulled away, my legs fall on either side of him. He wrapped his hand around the head of his flushed pink shaft, getting himself off. With a few staggered breaths and a grunt, he shot strands of cum onto my stomach and chest. I let out a small moan of satisfaction, smiling up at him.
Sean sat back on his knees after pulling his pants back up, running a hand through his dishevelled green hair, looking at me and his mess with a chuckle. I sat up and dragged a finger through the cum on my stomach.
"I'll go get you a cloth," Sean said and hurried up off the bed and out the door. I waited on the bed staring absently around the room. A minute or so later and Sean was returning down the hall.
"I'll take that, thanks," I heard Signe chirp from the hall.
"What?" Sean questioned in confusion as Signe took the cloth from his hand. Without a response she came in the room and locking the door behind her. I felt the slight need to cover up around her, unsure if she was part of the 'group'. She walked over to the bed and sat beside me, Wiping the warm damp towel along my body.
"I-I can to it," I interrupted and reacher for the cloth.
"It's okay," She replied with a warm smile. "Did he even get you off?"
"Hah, no," I laughed. She put the cloth on the bedside table and looked at me with curiosity flickering in her silver eyes. It was silent for a moment,
"Want me to?"
An: This is the last chapter I have prewritten lmao, that means updates will probably slow tf down lol.