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Nathan. Cassidy had gotten a distinctive protective vibe off the guy which had been all too familiar. Although it seemed like Airy, if she even recognized it for what it was, hadn’t taken it any further than that.

“He saved your life, and then he took off?” He asked, like what a shame.

Airy nodded her head in a sad but confirming gesture. "Yeah." Nathan had always had a lot of problems, a lot of anger, but Airy had been sad when he left without a word. No one liked to feel abandoned. "It kinda sucked but I had Antonio with me. He help me stay myself and heal."

He had also stopped Airy from accidentally making herself disappearing.

"Is that all?" Her fingers ran in a lazy line up and down his chest. "Um... while this weird dream thing is happening? If it's still happening. Is it okay if I crash here? I just. I'm worried that it might still be happening."

It could be all for now, definitely. Cassidy didn't want to make her dwell any further on something she didn't like to talk about.

His fingers trailed lightly through her hair. She'd be welcome to stay in his bed for a while, if the dreams were bothering her -- he'd even do her one better. "Hell, we could spend the whole day together today, if y'want. I've got nothin' else."

As if he ever had anything else planned, here, outside of seeing her every few days.

"Really?" Airy perked up, her expression brightening to it's usual fantastic radiance. She had been weighed down by the dreams and thrown a little off but Airy never stopped being a glowing ray of light. "Can I hold you down to the bed and have my way with you?" She laughed softly as she snuggled against his side. She wasn't tired or interested in going back to sleep but she liked feeling close to him and next to sex, snuggling let her feel close to him.

Maybe they can take a bath together or explore more of the city. Airy went through a lot of things they could do in the back of her mind and, while it wasn't one of their usual days to meet, she was happy to commandeer Cassidy's time.

"Oof," Cassidy sighed, like she might be hugging him a bit too tight. This conversation had been a fucking rollercoaster, and after everything, the sudden burst of affection had him a little dizzy...

...but his smile was still fond, and he squeezed her back playfully. "Why? Is there some way you want it?"

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"Maybe."

She closed her eyes and pressed her face against his shoulder, inhaling the pleasant scent of his skin. Her insides were all in knots but she felt lighter. "Maybe I just want to be in charge. Pay you back for that dream." I'd been a little rough but what surprised Airy the most was that she hadn't hated the feeling. In fact, she kind of liked it. It was different and different was sometimes fun.

After everything, she wanted to focus on things that were fun; on Cassidy.

“Hng.” He sighed through his nose, a little curl of excitement appearing in his lips. Maybe they’d have a use for that dress after all, once he’d got it. “You’ll pin me to the bed and put your paws all over me...?”

He had a second to think about how sexy that sounded before he remembered that he was describing what he’d done to her in the dream. Context being everything, maybe there’d be a time he could imagine being that rough with her in a good way, but — not today. Dream Cassidy had been a revisit to a darker period of his past.

Maybe they needed just one more thing to finish chasing away the ghosts.

“D’you wanna smoke a j first?”

Airy shifted and rolled them so that she was straddling Cassidy's hips. Her palms pulled his sweat pants down enough to free his cock, a devious smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. It'd been a long night and she wanted something simple and easy, without the drugs making her feel like she was dreaming again.

She leaned forward, pressing her kiss against his as she used her hand to get him hard. "No. I want you first and then we smoke and then I'll leave what we do next up to you."

She nipped at his lower lip and then rose so she was sitting on top of him.

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