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[Cassidy smiles like his heart just melted a little, and he doesn't know what to do about it. Airy Miller, you absolute sweetheart.

He gets that she's torn. It's one thing if pollen or some other fairy interference gets to you, or a psycho blue lady is ambushing you with orgasms. To go out and chase it is another. That she cares about them enough to worry is... it means something.

His mind turns over the question for a few seconds. Is there a way to balance the two? Could she do her exploring while being focused on him, somehow?

Cassidy opens his mouth, but it's another few seconds before he starts talking. This is another one of those brand-new-territory conversations.]

I maybe might have a way for ya to do both. It's not threesomes, [he cuts in before she can make that assumption,] because it's not about me gettin' me oats off with you and another woman. Unless it turns out you're into that. I'm just, I know it's a cliche, I'm just puttin' it out there — and also gettin' off-topic —

[He'll be lightly drugged any minute now.]

The thought I had was. If there is any lady in particular you felt like explorin' with, and you happened to do so, then afterwards, we could meet up, and you could tell me how you liked it.

[Is that creepy? Is she going to think he's being a total lech — more than she does already? Cassidy doesn't anticipate a smack, but he's braced for a dirty look.]

[Airy watches Cassidy's lips move as he spoke. She loves the way his lips form words and even without drugs she finds it hypnotizing.]

You want me to?

[She doesn't mean to sound surprised. Cassidy is likely more used to having a semi-open relationship while Airy really isn't. She's stumbling through this and open experiences contradictions between her head and her heart.

Cassidy is right about one thing. This will be different from anything that she's ever done before. Airy could barely proposition men, let alone women.] I... I'm not sure what to say. [She leans forward and wraps her arms around Cassidy's shoulders.] But, I love you. Thank you for listening and thinking of me.

[She doesn't think that Cassidy is being a pervert or wanting to do things with Airy and some other girl. That might be true but Airy believes the best in people and assumes that isn't the first think on his mind.]

And... I guess that sounds all well and good. Trying it and then talking it out but I have no idea who would be good for that sort of thing or who to ask. I'm not sure if people really enjoy the amount of uncertainty and inexperience that I have with this kind of thing.

[Airy's friends with quiet a few women but she doesn't think they're interested in women or they're a little too intense to be a first time intentional... thing. Whatever it's called.]

I don't know.

[Airy repeats like a broken record.]

If I did do that. Who do you think I should ask?

[It may be she's giving Cass a little too much credit. It's not like he'll get nothing out of the image of her with another woman, especially with real-life descriptions backing it up.

He does want to give her space to figure it out, though, if that's what she wants. He figures the way things are here, why wouldn't he?

He wouldn't call himself an expert on which of the women he knows would be willing to help Airy out. A few suspicions... nothing that makes him confident enough to drop names.]

I could ask around for ya. There might be someone who enjoys bein' a person's first time.

[They'd talked about pimping one another out, hypothetically, once before. How does that idea strike her now that it's more real?]

[Uncertainty touches the edge of her expression as she meets Cassidy's gaze. They had talked about this... exactly this... but she had always supposed that it would be the other way around and that she'd be the one pimping him out.

Her teeth gently capture her lower lip and worries at the flesh.]

That's what we said. Wasn't it? If we got weird urges. I guess this counts.

[Except that it isn't the pollen that's effecting her.]

Okay. Ask those you know. Maybe... not a mass thing. [Since that could end disastrously.] But if you know a few women who might be interested and... I guess, not too intense? [That seems weird to ask him but Airy trusts him.]

Only if you're okay with it and I still want to talk to you about it afterwards.

Only if you're okay with me gettin' turned on when we talk about it, 'cause I can't promise it won't happen.

[He can almost guarantee it will, unless she winds up having a bad time.]

But I can think of a couple to ask. [Maybe it's better if she does know in advance who he's thinking of. That way, he'll already know her opinion of them.] Mostly, it's the ladies I know who're used to bein' of service in a sexual nature. Charlotte, for one — that's her background. Also Inara. You know Inara? 'bout the same height as Matt. Sorta got that mediterranean look goin' for her.

That's fair.

[Airy will likely also get turned on while talking about it but they'll cross that bridge when they come to it.]

Okay. Yeah. They sound good. I know Inara, not very well, but she seems nice. [She doesn't know if either will be particularly interested in helping her but she imagined that it'd be a little different between the pair of them. They're both sweet, in their own way, and confident.

She nods again.]

Yeah. Them or people like them. I can see that. That'd be okay.

Um... I feel like I should say thank you. It's weird but I guess it's okay. I mean, if I do like girls. It can't really be a bad thing. Not here anyway.

It’s the opposite of a bad thing. [He loops an arm around her shoulders.] It’s totally great.

[He smiles down toward his coffee before lifting it, as he continues:] And I get to be your wingman as well as your boyfriend — i gotta say, that’s a new one.

[Airy laughs softly.]

It's new for me too. [She gently pokes his chest with a smile and then kisses his cheek.] And I'll let you know what I do about the Widowmaker Orc Sword thing. [For now, that seems like it's at a good enough point. Airy will figure out what to do and hopefully the surprise would deter Widowmaker from... doing everything that Widowmaker does.]

Let's get super high.

[He smiles down at her sweetly. Totally smitten. Until, that is, she suggests getting high, and Cassidy’s smile takes on a wicked, delighted bent.]

My god, yes. Let’s do that.

[He slips away from her and off the couch, off to dump the rest of his coffee and bring back the dabbing rig.]

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