004 | Dictacted...

[hellofist]

[At first, there isn't any talking. There's just the sound of bed springs, the shifting of fabric, and then someone sighs, impatient.]

It's okay, Stephanie. Stop worrying.

[There's a huff.]

I'm not worrying! You stop thinking I'm worrying.

You are. Nervous. Not even... your first time. Mine.

[But Cass' voice sounds amused, there's nothing but affection there.]

I'm ready. You can do it.

Are you sure? This is your last chance to back out. This is sorta permanent. Kinda. Sorta. Maybe.

I'm sure. Want it... to be you. It won't hurt, remember?

[A sigh.]

Okay, okay. Close your eyes, for my sake.

[There's more silence over the journals, so clearly Cass must have agreed. There's more shifting of bed springs and then suddenly, a very loud gasp.]

Ow!

See! I told you! Whoops, got a little blood here... stay still, I'll get a tissue.

[Cass laughs, very quietly.]

No, don't. Was teasing, didn't hurt. Still doesn't. Keep going.


((ooc: Accidental post? Accidental post! Stephanie's dialogue is in purple, Cass' is in black!))

Comments

[whichwayyoulean]

[Why does this keep happening to him? Does it turn out that his 'type' are lesbians, because that's really not fair, universe]

Jouuuurnal's wide open guys.

[secondchances]

Oops.

Hi, Once.

[whichwayyoulean]

Hey Steph. Thanks for sharing.

[hellofist]

Want to see?

[The new earrings she'll have, obviously.]

[whichwayyoulean]

...Wow, I honestly have no idea how to answer this without either insulting you or sounding creepy.

[hellofist]

It's just earrings.

[whichwayyoulean]

...

Oh.

Wow did I get the wrong end of the stick. Just gonna...lie down and die now, ok.