Insomnia-Mates |GrinningGentleman & Baby|

[Dimples]

The days were long. However, once the sunset, the hours seemed endless. Ashe couldn’t recall when it actually began. Sleep just didn’t come natural for the girl. The more she tried to lay there and force it, the longer her eyes stayed alert. At first, it caused problems. She was tired all the time but could only sleep when her body finally gave out. Never knowing when that would be made tasks such as work and driving difficult. Though, over time she adapted. Coffee was her best friend and soon she had a handle of her body's limit to how long before she actually collapsed. Which in her eyes, meant sleep at last!

It wasn’t as bad as people thought it was. Sure, Ashe had a constant shadow under her eyes from the lack of sleep, there were the occasional worry that she might be on drugs, and boredom was her constant companion, but now she had more hours of the day—and night—to get what needed to be done, done.

The night she first noticed him had been more restless than usual. There was nothing more that needed to be done. Her apartment was clean, Laundry done, the games she did have she had played so many times she could play them blindfolded. It was the definition of boring. That’s when she caught a glance of a man out her window. He was in the apartment complex right across from hers. By the looks of it, he seemed close to her age and he was very, very handsome. More than that, it was going on 3am now and he showed no signs of settling down for the night. Perhaps he had something pressing to do before he could go to sleep. Ashe didn’t linger at the window long before sending him a smile and a wave then moving out of sight.

This soon became a little routine for the two. His apartment would be lit the same hours as Ashe’s and more nights than not, they would send a friendly wave to each other. She had never actually met her insomnia-mate, nor had she even had a chance to speak with Him, but she couldn’t help but wonder about him. After all, it wasn’t often she found someone who shared the same problem as her. Maybe her nights wouldn’t be so long if she had someone to talk to during them? Still, the girl couldn’t just waltz over there and be like, Hey! I noticed you don’t sleep. Well, I don’t sleep either! Why don’t we both spend our not sleeping nights together? Yeah, that wasn’t weird at all…

Soon, she began to notice him on the outside world as well. Not only did she spot him in the window across her apartment, but her eyes would catch his silhouette passing by while working. At first, the girl had to look twice to make sure the lack of sleep wasn’t finally catching up to her and making her hallucinate. But there he was, walking past the window outside the little coffee shop she worked at. He seemed to have peered in a few times but never came in to greet her. It wasn’t like he had an obligation though. It just would’ve been nice to be able to put a name to the face she always waved too.

It seemed tonight was going to be another boring one. There were still quite a few hours left until morning and normal people would come alive again and here she was, plopped down on the couch staring at the TV but honestly not truly watching it. Ashe lifted her cup of coffee to her lips only to find it empty. Sighing, she stood, walking to the coffee maker and sighing again when she found it empty. She grabbed the container that she kept the coffee grounds in and opened it before having a slight heart attack to see it empty as well. Ashe would rather avoid going out in the city streets at 2am, especially for something as simple as coffee.

Closing the container, Ashe turned around and leaned her back against the counter, unconsciously peering out the window. His lights were on and there he was, standing by the window hunched over as if picking something up. It was no surprise at this point. Her mind began to wonder how he maintained his awareness. It had to be something like coffee too, right? Her eyes lingered on him as she got lost in her thoughts and the next thing she knew, his eyes locked onto hers. Her body froze. She hadn’t meant to stare at him like a creeper and worse, he had just caught her doing it! Instead of lingering much longer, she sent him a smile and wave before rushing out of sight.

Not soon after she changed from her pajamas into something more presentable. Then headed out the door to go buy coffee at the 24-hour supermarket a few blocks away. Then, a thought struck her. This was it. Yes! This was her opportunity to talk to him! It was a legit reason. It couldn’t be too weird, considering their circumstances, right? He should understand the importance of coffee! Not only would it save her from walking in the streets at dark, she might finally be able to get his name!

After taking several moments of mulling it over, she finally decided to take the chance and headed out the door and into his apartment complex. After making sure that the apartment was his, she took a deep breath and knocked.

 

[GrinningGentleman]

The low buzz of tiny knives, cutting through a bundle of coffee beans ran through the apartment, as a finger nudged the button of a Spice Blender. Casper had found that his little Spice Blender, worked perfectly for coffee beans a long time ago. Coffee had become a good friend through the years, and he never cheaped out on it. He wasn't specific with it, however. He liked to try out different beans, and gave everything a try. He'd found a few favorites, that he always had on the shelf, but he'd recently subscribed to a weekly service, bringing him new kinds of beans each week to try. Of course, he ran out before the week was over, so he always needed to buy extra, but he always had it. Running out of coffee was about the biggest catastrophe he could imagine...

His head lay comfortably on his arm, rested on the counter, as he stared in on the coffee beans, as they were gradually grounded in small bursts from his lazy finger, nudging the button in little random intervals. His nights were long. Painfully so. Any entertainment he could get out of his surroundings, he'd take. The worst part of his condition, was the growing lack of things to do. Of course, he'd found a job he could work at home, meaning he had an abundance of spare time, because he always finished projects early. Working as a Software Programmer, he'd become a highly valuable employee, because of his hasty work. What else was he going to pass his time doing? This time, he hadn't properly slept for three days, the half an hour, to an hour each night, when he finally fainted in front of the laptop or his Puzzles, hardly counted.

Finishing his beans, he brought them to the French press, following his usual routine. He hummed silently along to the current song on his playlist, as he watched the hot water mix with the coffee beans. He sighed softly as he turned to the other end of the counter, picking out one of his larger cups, bobbing his head lightly as the beat grew in intensity. Just as he did, he fumbled with his cup, causing him to cause quite a scene, odd noises escaping him as he desperately tried to catch the cup again, hands only causing it to bob up and down, and finally slip across the counter and onto the floor on the other side. Reaching across the counter for it, he knocked over a cylinder, holding a variety of cooking spoons, causing them to scatter over the floor as well. His eyes clenched as he sprawled over the counter, expecting the sound of shattering porcelain, but the new, sturdy cups he'd gotten, seemed able to handle a little more than the last ones. He sighed in relief, but stil planted his face on the counter with a thud, and a groan.

Few moments later, he hunched over to pick up the assorted spoons, sliding them back into the cylinder he held in one hand, moving back and forth to get at everything. Finally picking up his cup, he got back up on his feet, placing the spoons on the counter, looking out the window as the headlights of a distant car caused a tiny glint. Doing so, his eyes caught on to a familiar pair, his brows raising slightly in surprise. Never was an unpleasant sight, to notice his fellow night-owl. That vibrant red hair, was absolutely stunning to behold, and those sweet eyes was something to get lost in. They'd shared a smile, and a wave on occasion, but never more than that. He'd seen her at the coffee-shop down the corner a few times, but only from the outside. Several times, he'd considered dropping in, and introducing himself properly, but... Anxiety always got in the way. While they shared the tired, somewhat baggy eyes during the night, she still managed to take away his breath. How was he supposed to speak with someone like that, and not just end up stumbling over his words?

Even now, he felt his anxiety ticking. Did she see his little juggling number? Make a fool of himself? He gulped, eyes calming back down, as a warm smile spread across his lips, in response to her own. If he spent any amount of time with actual people, he might've been told he had quite a charming smile, but he wouldn't know. He raised a hand in a wave, holding his cup in the other hand as she walked off. Casper sighed, tilting his head back with another frustrated groan.
"You are such a mess..." He talked to himself, shaking his head as he returned to his coffee, pressing down it's handle.


A short while later, his coffee was finally done, and he poured himself his first, large cup. These were a new set of beans, straight from Kenya, and as he took his first sip, he had to pout in surprise. It almost had a fruity aftertaste, before the bitterness hit you like a gentle breeze. He sure wasn't regretting this subscription service.
He was heading through the room, when he heard the gentle knock at his door, just as the hot, dark liquid touched his lips. He paused for a moment, raising his brows as he turned his eyes towards the door. He gulped, clicking his lips a single time, before moving towards the door with careful steps.

Even with the caution he was displaying, his mind went off completely for just a second. In that second, his fingers had already pulled the lock from the door, and started swinging it open. As he did, his brain caught up, realizing he was opening his door to the complete unknown, in the middle of the night, and for another second his face was struck with shock. His hand flinched lightly, stopping him from opening the door, even closing it a few inches, before realization hit him. This quickly passed, as he noticed who his guest was, and he immediately calmed down, instead displaying a moment of awkward apology.
"Uhm... That. Was a bit rude, huh? Sorry. For a moment there, my brain realized I hadn't peaked through to see who was even knocking. Just. Swinging the door open to the unknown." He chuckled lightly, still holding his large cup of coffee in his free hand, the fresh aroma spreading around him. "Guess. My survival instincts went to bed a while ago." He cleared his throat with a small smile, nodding a single time. "Luckily, you don't seem to be holding a knife on me yet, so guess I didn't need it." His smile grew slightly, as he opened his door a bit wider, more invitingly. "Can I. Help you?" He finally asked, shrugging away the awkward introduction. His heart was racing for a moment. He finally saw her face up close, and... He still wasn't disappointed. Her eyes were even warmer here, even with the obvious signs of mild exhaustion aside. He probably looked way worse, anyway. And, of course, this was the night he'd chosen to use his ridiculous cup with a clowns face on it, and a little red protrusion for its nose... A gift from his little sister, a while back. Not to mention the somewhat scrounged pyjama outfit he'd just picked out at the cleaners. Well... This was going to be a great introduction, wasn't it?

 

[Dimples]

Oh hell. She actually did it. It was too late to reconsider things and turn back now, she had already knocked. Now all she had to do was wait and see what sort of fate would come of this. However, the longer she waited, the more she realized just how insane this little idea of hers was. Sure, going over to a neighbor’s house asking for some coffee might have been alright. Yeah, at normal daylight hours! It was 2am in the morning! Who the hell knocked on someone’s door at 2am? Maybe if she left now, he wouldn’t know she had come by and can just sneak off to the supermarket unnoticed.

Too late. Just as she was turning to leave, the sound of the door unlocking could be heard. Ashe was tempted to dash for it, run around the corner and out of sight before he even opened the door. But, she didn’t. Instead, she turned back around just as the door opened.

Then, it began to close…

Anxiety and embarrassment flared within her as her mind raced a million thoughts in a matter of a second. She knew this was a horrible idea. Why did she think it would be okay to suddenly pop up at a stranger's house in the middle of the night? Even though they exchanged a few smiles and waves, they were still technically strangers. What was she expecting? Of course he wouldn’t greet her with open arms! Hell, now he probably thought she was some stalker. Maybe some serial killer.

Fuck…

Then, the door suddenly opened again, his gaze fell upon her with a wide-eyed stare of surprise as he began to apologize and try to explain why he had just tried to slam the door in her face, ending with a cute little joke of how she didn’t seem to have a weapon before opening the door completely, giving a soft laugh. Hearing his voice for the first time, the way his laugh had a soft awkward tone, the familiarity to that smile she had grown accustomed to from far away, it made it all worth taking this risk of coming here. Seeing him up close like this, he was even more attractive than she had thought, even the dark shades under his eyes did little to dampen that opinion, in her eyes, it gave him character. Only when he spoke again had she noticed she was staring like the creeper she seemed to be by randomly knocking on his door.

Can I help you?

Finally, she smiled awkwardly, “Uh… Hi.” Followed by an awkward chuckle. Oh yeah. That was a great start. Way to make an impression here… Let’s try this again. “This didn’t seem as weird in my head as it is ending up to be.” Another chuckle before biting her lip. “I’m sorry for popping up so randomly at this hour. But… I ran out of coffee.” Ashe’s eyes looked down at his clown-faced coffee cup, a small smile crossing her lips. Cute. “I was going to go to the supermarket.” She continued, gesturing behind her toward the street. “But I saw your light on and figured I would try my luck with you before heading there. So, um…” She looked behind her in the direction of the supermarket then back at him. “If it isn’t too much, could I ask for a cup of coffee?” Her eyes scanned him, admiring his attire with a soft chuckle. “I don’t mean to intrude though. I really don’t mind going to the supermarket.”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

For a second, she seemed as shocked as he had, the first moment he'd opened the door, that he was even around. She probably wasn't, though. Of all people, she knew he'd be awake at this time. But, maybe she hadn't really imagined he'd opened the door for her? Getting cold feet? She seemed to've been turning around when he opened the door, but stopped and found her bravery, in an awkward little smile. He didn't see that, though. While the smile didn't have the same heart he saw across the street, any smile lit up her pretty face. To say that she was pleasant to look at, would be an understatement.

"Hey." He greeted back her relatively 'awkward' little greeting, smiling with a soft chuckle of his own. She seemed just as awkward and nervous about the moment, as he felt. But it was a moment. One, he was happy to have. She radiated a calm warmth, he hadn't felt in quite a while. Maybe it was just the fact that he was properly socializing for the first time, in probably a month, but he felt his smile tug a little extra at his face. He chuckled lightly as she admitted that this seemed a bit weird, shrugging lightly as she suggested the hour was the culprit. Hardly a strange time, for the likes of them. In his mind, he put them in a category together, having figured she had some of the same issues. It was quite a coincidence, in fact. He'd moved in right across the street from her, both seemingly suffering from insomnia.

"No, please." He started, as she suggested she'd just go to the Supermarket again, chuckling as he shook his head. "Going to the Supermarket at this hour, would probably be weirder, that visiting me. You'd have to walk through some dark corners to get there, if you don't want it to take half an hour." The Supermarket wasn't far away, but several of the short-cuts along the route, would be pitch black at this hour, and be... Less than savory. He didn't even walk them alone, the few times he'd had to go at this hour. He smiled, backing away from the door, opening it a bit wider, nodding inside of his apartment. "I always have Coffee. And, extra to spare. Come on in." He offered, turning towards his counter. "Just made a new blend, in fact. Surprisingly good, actually. Also got some normal European Coffee, if you'd prefer to bring something home. Nothing American, though. No offence, but I like my Coffee to taste of something." He playfully talked down American blends, fully knowing they came in as much variety as European, but he just hadn't found one that had the taste he saught in his Coffee.

Casper's apartment was invitingly warm, it's dim lights even adding to that. He'd found that the bright lights of normal bulbs hurt his eyes, when working late hours on a Laptop, so he'd gotten Hue's installed, allowing him to have a dimmer, warmer light, still bright enough to illuminate everything you'd need to see the interior.
His apartment was built with simple design in mind. Practicality, and comfortable living. Furniture was modern, in a simple, slick black design, walls white with a few paintings of landscapes, animals, and buildings. Nothing seemed ostentaciously expensive, maybe except for a few sculptures around the shelves on one of his cupboards, surrounded by a few family pictures. Two kids, two parents and a grandparent was present in most of the pictures, with a few solo pictures, as well as smaller group pictures.

Casper walked over to his counter, placing his own cup on one side of the counter, opening a cupboard bellow his 'Coffee Station'. A French Press, as well as a normal Coffee Machine, spice blender and bag of coffee beans. He picked up the colorful bag, holding it out for Ashe with a smile.
"Some blend from Kenya, apparently. Part of a By Weekly subscription pack." He explained as he brought out another large Cup, this one more simple than his own. "Do you take anything with your Coffee?" He asked, still smiling, as he picked up the press and poured a large cup, pausing to leave space for something if she wanted it, or filling it if she didn't. Picking up the cup, he held it out for Ashe, a slightly wider smile as he nodded.
"I'm Casper, by the way. Pleasure to finally meet the smile from across the street." He chuckled, raising his glass to her, before taking a sip of his own, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the counter. There were stools on the other side of the counter as well, meant to double as extra counter space for the kitchen, as well as a quick lunch table.
"How long've you lived around here?" He questioned. He'd lived there for quite a few years now, and wasn't sure he'd always noticed her during his long nights. Weather that was because her's hadn't been as long as his, for as long a time, or she'd moved to the area later than him. And, he wasn't 'that' much of a stalker...

 

[Dimples]

Great. Ashe had wanted to meet her insomnia-mate—a little nickname she had given them—for a while now, however, now that she had finally gathered the courage to make the first move, to finally approach him, she felt like a high school girl about to confess to her first crush. Well, Ashe wasn’t exactly a social butterfly to begin with, but, after working in the coffee shop for a while, she had learned to smile and hold a conversation with people. However, now that she stood in front of him, his gaze looking down at her, her words were all but lost to her. Perhaps she should have prepared a bit before she decided to do this on a whim.

No, please… Going to the Supermarket at this hour, would probably be weirder, than visiting me. You'd have to walk through some dark corners to get there, if you don't want it to take half an hour.

Her eyes met his in a smile, trying her best to hide the surprise she felt from filtering in on her expression. It was true, she really did need coffee. But, she could’ve gone to the supermarket without him even knowing, or, just gone without. The true reason she was here was to get to know the mysterious man who had such a dazzling smile. Another soft, awkward chuckle escaped her as she sent a single nod. “Yeeah. It’s a bit scary. Hence why I’m here at your door instead.” She laughed again.

I always have Coffee. And, extra to spare. Come on in…

He began backing out of the doorway and gesturing for her to come inside. “Thank you very much.” Finally, she walked through the door, allowing him to close it behind her before he began to head for the kitchen, telling her how he had just made some coffee, a new flavor that was pretty good, even offering to give her some to take home before throwing in a little joke about American blends. Laughing softly, she followed him into the kitchen before leaning her back against the counter next to him. “Ah, well I guess I have to branch out a bit. I admit I’ve had mostly American.” She admitted. “Maybe I’ll just have to come over more often to try the different blends of coffee.” She laughed. Then paused, it was meant as a joke, but it had come out before she had even thought it through. The girl had just met him, didn’t even know his name yet, and she was already inviting herself over again? Oh boy, way to go, Ashe. Why not tell him you love him and propose to him next?

She desperately tried to talk about something else. Her eyes began to scan his apartment, taking a moment to admire the space he lived it. It was clean, almost overly so, which, didn’t surprise her. If he was anything like her—which she suspected he was—there were some nights that cleaning was the only thing left to do. Then, her eyes fell on the thing that had started it all, his window. A small smile crossed her lips before she turned to face him again. “You have a nice set up here. I like it.”

When he grabbed her a cup, she eyed it then his own cup. “Not giving me a cup as… fancy, eh?” She teased. Then, answered his question. “I like mine black, please.” Finally, he held the cup of coffee out for her. With a smile, she reached out and took it from him, bringing it to her face as she breathed in the aroma before finally, putting the cup to her lips and sipping the brew. Instantly, she moaned out in delight as her eyes slowly closed. “This is wonderful!” She sipped again before looking at him with a smile. “I may just have to get a subscription of my own!”

I'm Casper, by the way. Pleasure to finally meet the smile from across the street.

Her gaze fell upon him again, a soft blush heated her cheeks. Had he wanted to meet her as well? No, it was better not to overthink things. Best not get her hopes up. Still, his name was Casper? A smile formed. She liked it. She finally knew his name. Not only his name, his voice, what he looked like up close, his facial expressions, so many more things she hadn’t known just hours before. It was amazing. Finally, she spoke. “I’m Ashe. I’m glad I could finally meet the man with the charming smile as well.” She smiled. When he continued, asking if she had lived there long, she shook her head. “No, I moved in a couple of months ago. Not long before I first saw you actually.” She admitted. Her eyes scanned the place again, then fell on him once more. “I’ve never seen anyone over at your place.” She brought the mug to her lips again, sipping on the brew, glance at him over the rim before finally pulling her face away to continue, “A good-looking man like you? Someone must have snatched you up by now. What’s the story? Am I going to cause problems for some lucky lady for being here so late?”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

Hence why I'm here at your door instead.

And he was happy that she'd made that decision. Safer for her, and finally gave him an excuse to talk to her. He'd considered approaching her as well, especially at the Coffee-shop he knew she worked, but. Courage had never been one of his strong suits, when it came to strangers. He could show courage when he needed to, but the courage to look a girl in the eyes, and talk to her? He could imagine him stepping into a fight, before doing something like that... Not because he found women 'scary', but because he had about as much trust in himself not to be awkward, as he had a crab with a knife.

I admit I've had mostly American.

Sure, trash-talk her favorite blend, before she even knows your name? Casper cursed with his own mind, before her joke sank in, causing him to look up. He raised a brow slightly, before smirking as he gave her a little wink.
"I am sure you could do that at work?" He suggested, chuckling with a teasing grin, before nodding a single time at his door. "But my door's always open too. And. I'd love the company. Especially at these hours. Games, Coffee and Puzzles only stretches so far." He offered, with a more genuine smile, as he poured the coffee into her cup. He found it a lot easier to offer her company, even if his lacking self-confidence was making it hard, when he mixed it with truths. His latest puzzle had been nagging him the last couple of days, and he'd just finished his newest video-game, for the third time, on the highest difficulty... He needed new things to occupy his mind with. Her company? The company of a woman? A person in general? That would be something new, during his long nights.

He smiled as she complimented his set-up, nodding a single time as a thanks, looking around it for a moment, turning his cup against the table. He was about to thank her verbally, when she mentioned their cups, laughing a single time as he looked down to the hideous Clown-cup.
"Come now, don't pretend..." He started, lifting the cup to look at the estranged clown-face, grimacing with a playful grin. "It's... Hideous." He admitted, looking back to her with another chuckle, resting the cup back against himself, holding it with both hands. "It just carries about twice as much as my other cups. And, it has some sentimental value. The first thing my little sister got me, when she got her job, and I was diagnosed with Insomnia. A little... Qwip, from a childhood nickname, we'd all but completely forgotten about." He suggested, smiling sentimental, as he looked back down at the cup. "Bit of a hate-love relationship with this thing." He mumbled, still smiling as a few memories flashed across his mind, mixing good times with melancholy. It didn't show in his face, but it wasn't entirely good memories.

He was quick to snap out of it, however, when she mused with the taste of the coffee, lighting up in a short chuckle, picking up the blend, shifting it over the counter to her.
"Not entirely sure where to get it. But I wrote down the name, and the company. Going to see how much it'll cost to get, outside of a subscription. Might consider having some at all time, for special occasions." He explained, letting her look it over before he introduced himself proper. For a moment, it felt like he'd taken far too long to do that.

Man with the charming smile

Casper blinked a single time, pausing for a moment with his cup against his lips. He quickly realized he was burning his lips, gulping down the coffee he'd been mid drinking, smiling as he lowered the cup again, clearing his throat. He was glad that he'd gotten to ask a question before she gave her introduction, giving him a moment longer to process that, and find something to say. He'd received compliments before, he wasn't that solitary, but never on something like that. 'Good work', was mostly the extent of his interactions.
Ashe. Interesting name. Never met anyone by that name. Never even heard of anyone by that name, other than a Video-Game character. He liked it. And with her vibrant, fiery hair, something close to 'Ash' was quite fitting.

Casper accidentally chuckled while taking a sip from his coffee, as she suggested he'd have to've been picked up by a 'Lady', causing him to cough lightly as he lowered his cup, resting it on the table.
"Oh, yeah, I've got... Several girlfriends. My home is practically a frat-house during the day..." He started, in a voice thick of sarcasm. "Between my Zombie-Esque demeanor in the morning, on top of half an hours sleep and induced with half a liter of strong coffee, and my complete inability to look a woman in the eyes when talking to her? And my fashion sense? Huuh, Yeah, I am very popular among the Ladies..." He suggested, in a playfully sarcastic voice, shaking his head a few times as he laughed. "Nah. Don't really get out a lot." He admitted, becoming genuine, but still with a small smile. His smile turned to a grin, nodding towards her with a single chuckle.
"What's your excuse?" He questioned, playfully. "Haven't seen some lucky guy at your place, either? Fiery hair like yours, to stand out? Piercings eyes, that... Practically makes it hard not to stare? Surely you must get plenty of flattering compliments down at the coffee shop, and flowers in the mail?" He suggested, wiggling slightly with a wink.

 

[Dimples]

I am sure you could do that at work?

She blinked; a bit surprised. So, it had been him she had seen peeking through the window. She hadn’t been sure before, but now she was. It had to be. Ashe hadn’t told him where she worked yet, and he just happened to know she worked with coffee? When he continued on, stating how he wouldn’t mind the company, she smiled, a hint of smug amusement behind the smile. “I don’t believe I have told you where I have worked.” She teased, “I swore I had seen a familiar face peeking in once or twice before. But, maybe it was just the lack of sleep playing tricks on me.” Her voice taunted him before laughing lightly. “I might just have to do that. The nights are long and lonely. Being able to spend them with the company would make them pass a bit better. Don’t you think?” She smiled over at him.

When he spoke about his cup, explaining how it had a history with his sister, she smiled with warmth. “I don’t think it’s hideous. I found it cute. I’m jealous I don’t have one like it.” She chuckled. “Even better that it actually has a meaning behind it.”

The way he reacted to her little comment about his smile did not go unnoticed, and when he quite literally choked on his coffee to her question of having a girlfriend, she couldn’t help but laugh to herself. He wasn’t what she had expected, but she was enjoying every bit of it. It was cute, and his awkward, almost timid state only made her want to get to know him more. It made her feel more comfortable to be around him since, Ashe wasn’t the most social person out there either. However, she was finding that she felt comfortable around Casper, like she could be herself around him since they seemed to have quite a few similarities.

He soon began to joke about how he had so many girlfriends that the apartment was packed during the day. This time it was her time to almost choke on her coffee. Not because she believed he couldn’t get a girl, but because his sudden joke had caught her off guard. She quickly swallowed the mouth full of coffee and took a deep breath before chuckling. “I can so see that” She tossed her own sarcasm his way before he continued to explain why he had trouble with women. Soon, Ashe hummed in thought, “That’s surprising.” It was true, at least in her opinion. It shocked her that he wasn’t more popular with the ladies. She found him really attractive, and now that she had talked to him more, she found his personality charming. It didn’t matter, if others didn’t find him appealing, it only meant she had a better chance, right?

What's your excuse? Haven't seen some lucky guy at your place, either? Fiery hair like yours, to stand out? Piercings eyes, that... Practically makes it hard not to stare? Surely you must get plenty of flattering compliments down at the coffee shop, and flowers in the mail?

She let out a laugh full of volume as she watched him goof about, sending her a wink. Once her laugh calmed to a chuckle she finally spoke. “Oh, no. Men avoid me like the plague when I open my mouth. I’m the weird awkward girl that has no idea how to properly talk to guys.” It was true. She wasn’t usually so open with others as she felt now with Casper. Even at the coffee shop, she had created a script she followed, and if it ventured off that to a conversation, she would become the same awkward girl that had no idea how to interact with others. Men were especially bad. Looks only got her so far. “I guess we are both in similar situations there.” She gave him a smile.

 

[GrinningGentleman]

I don't believe I have told you where I work.

For a moment, a part of Casper was about ready to panic. Did he seem like a stalker now? Like some creep, who'd followed her around? Should he explain? Should he apologize?
The panic didn't last for long, however. Something about Ashe's teasing, almost smug smile of amusement, calmed him down immediately. Helped confidence into him, he'd usually think he lacked. He usually did so bad around people, in general, while even worse when of the female variety. But Ashe's playful nature played so well up against his own, and her warm suggestion that keeping each other company might be a good thing, only enforced that. He smiled widely, nodding a single time in agreement.
"I should think so, yeah. No complaints so far, certainly." He smirked, chuckling a single time. "And, yeah, the Coffee shop is on my way to work. When, I actually have to show up, on a rare occasion. Also on the way to the store, I guess." He realized, taking a sip of his coffee. "After first seeing your hair, you're hard not to pick out in a crowd. Think I might've stared a bit like a creep, the first time, though. Had to make sure I hadn't just started seeing you out of the corner of my eyes, everywhere..." He suggested with a grin. "Maybe I'll pop in some time. Usually bring my own coffee, but the shop might be more attractive now." He suggested. Undoubtedly, it was. He felt Ashe could brighten up any place.

Casper had raised his cup to look at it, having to put on a crooked smile, tilting his head slightly. Nope, still hideous... He chuckled lightly with himself, shaking his head. He realized that was probably pretty weird, so snapped out of it, looking back to Ashe as he made his little speech about his frat-house esque days.
Her laugh was more than a little infectious. It made him smile on the surface, and warm on the inside. Genuine, in a way that didn't just feel like she was trying to apease. Like he'd genuinely managed to make her laugh. The pride of that, together with the sweet sound, made her laugh something to strive for.

That's surprising

Such a simple remark had quite a remarkable effect. A compliment, so indiscreetly disguised as a simple remark. It caused Casper's smile to widen slightly, almost a look of timid appreciation on his face. Again, he very rarely received compliments, and with Ashe he was realizing how much they meant. He'd have to compliment people he cared for, more often, when this is how it felt.

Her own explanation, following her heartfelt laugh, caused Casper to raise a brow slightly, with a warm smile. It was his turn to be surprised. To him, she seemed quite open, if a little shy to get started. Like an old engine, that needed a little encouragement, and when it had it, it ran like the newest model. She was funny. Playfully provocative. So far, he'd only seen sweet things from her. He chuckled lightly as she suggested they were similar in that regard, nodding a few times with a smirk.
"Yeah. Guess we are." He smiled back, as he took a sip from his coffee. He found his eyes doing exactly what he'd suggested it was hard to avoid. Staring into Ashe's eyes, he felt like he could get lost. Like they threw a line, hooking him in immediately. Lowering his coffee he gulped discreetly, shrugging his shoulders and putting his free hand into a pocket.
"You get an A for effort from me, though. And, hey, I am the one drinking from a Clown cup? Who's the awkward one here?" He grinned with a soft laugh, displaying the clown face as he did. His grin slowly fell to a smile, shrugging just one shoulder. "Well, maybe more reason to keep each other company. Be awkward together?" He suggested, raising his cup in a cheer, taking another sip.

As a new song came over the livingroom speaker-system, Casper silently hummed along to a few lines, nodding his head from side to side with the beat, as he looked around the open kitchen, into the livingroom.
"Thanks about the place, by the way." He thanked, looking back to her with a smile, heading around the corner towards the livingroom. "I mean, there's not exactly a lot of variety around here, four of these complexes basically identical. But, I've got plenty of time, and a good bunch of that I spend on cleaning, decorating, and making decorations." He explained, holding out an arm to lead her to the more comfortable living space. A fairly small dinner table split the kitchen and living room apart, creating a sense of where one stopped, and the other started. The two rooms together, made the apartment feel a lot bigger, and idea used across most of the apartments in those complexes. His living area was made out of a three-person couch, two comfortable chairs and a large, wide coffee table. The coffee table was clearly chosen for it's size, for whatever reason. In front of the set-up was a large 49" screen, with a shelf system build around it. The shelves above it had several sections, each made out for different game consoles, filled with games. The shelves bellow, held the consoles, and on the sides were a few DVDs. Those were more nostalgic, hardly ever using it these days, with all of the streaming choices out there.

"Some of my time, also hangs on the walls. Making those myself." He explained, pointing to a few of the 'paintings' on the walls. They were normal puzzles, glued to a canvas, but some with missing pieces, or with pieces apart, revealing something painted on the canvas behind, making the split puzzle pieces meld together in interesting ways.
"Working on some crazier pieces right now, actually. Occupies the mind pretty well." He smiled, looking to one of his larger paintings, almost the size of the TV that it hang above, depicting a medieval on the left side, with puzzle pieces kept apart, looking like they were being ripped from the battlefield, and then transitioning into a more modern battlefield on the right.
He turned back to Ashe, as he sat himself down into his couch. "What do you do, to keep your sanity intact?" He asked with a smirk. "Least partly..." He teased with a grin, nodding to his side. "Oh, please, have a seat." He offered, realizing he hadn't, but just started getting himself comfortable.

 

[Dimples]

That smile was contagious. Ashe had always admired it from afar, but now that she had the pleasure of seeing it so close, watching it brighten up to her words, widen to her playful nature, it only created a smile of her own, making her want to do whatever she could to see if she could keep that smile on his face. When he sent her a nod, agreeing with her, telling her he had no complaints about them keeping each other company, she paused a bit. Perhaps it really shouldn’t have surprised her by how well things seemed to be going so far, but she hadn’t expected him to be so open to the idea. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to have a little hope in this? Then, he continued on, explaining how her work was on his way to work and that when he first noticed her he might have stared a bit, thinking he was going a little crazy, before saying he would stop by sometime, throwing in a little comment about how the shop had a more appeal to it now. Ashe’s skin heated in a coy manner, a smile crossing her lips as she ducked her head timidly. “Well, I’ll be sure to have coffee ready for you then.”

After she had explained her boy problems, she swore she saw a hint of surprise in his expression as he rose his brow at her. Was it all that surprising? She didn’t think it was. Even now, she had no idea what she was doing exactly. She may have opened up quite a bit from the moment he had opened the door and they had first said their very awkward hello, but the girl was playing this all by ear and wouldn’t be surprised if she messed up some time soon along the way. After all, she didn’t have the best record to go off of.

Yeah. Guess we are.

The smile on her face only widened. It was reassuring to know that she wasn’t the only one who could be awkward around others, so if she began to show that side of herself, maybe he wouldn’t be so put off by it.

You get an A for effort from me, though. And, hey, I am the one drinking from a Clown cup? Who's the awkward one here?

Another full laugh fell from her lips as she watched him almost proudly present the clown cup. “I suppose that is true. I may have to make my own cup of awkwardness to bring over.” She presented her own cup, “This cup just doesn’t seem to fit me all too well.” She smirked.

Well, maybe more reason to keep each other company. Be awkward together?

Another pause. He seemed to know how to throw subtle curveballs her way to throw her off her guard. It was an exciting feeling, like she was a teenager flirting with her first crush. When he held his cup up in a cheer, she chuckled softly, raising her cup in response. “Yes, let’s be awkward together.”

A small moment of silence formed between them as they sipped on their coffee. Ashe’s eyes never left Casper, watching him as he danced his head along to the music playing the background. Only when he broke the silence had she realized she may have been staring a bit too hard, making her seem like some sort of creeper, causing her to quickly avert her eyes to look around when he thanked her, only nodding in response. The subject had shifted as he explained that the apartments were similar, but he tried his best to create his own space out of his apartment with the time he had.

Soon, he relocated from the kitchen and into the living area, gesturing for Ashe to follow, which she followed a few steps behind, taking this time to better examine the place, noticing the unique paintings on the wall almost immediately. Before she could comment on them, he began to explain how he had made them himself, a little hobby of his to pass the time and how he was working on a larger piece at the moment. She hummed in interest as she ventured off to look over at his unfinished work, smiling down at it. It was impressive. Not only was he friendly, funny, and cute, he was also quite imaginative and creative. She found that as a good quality. “I like this a lot.” She admitted.

What do you do, to keep your sanity intact? Least partly...

His words caught her attention, turning her gaze from the portrait to fall upon him, noticing he had sat down on the couch. She laughed. “You can only do so much before the long hours eat away at your sanity.” She laughed again, only half-joking, knowing part of it was actually the truth.

Oh, please, have a seat…

“Oh… Okay. Thank you.” Slowly, she moved next to him, sitting by his side on this couch, taking another sip of her coffee before setting it on the table. “Hm. Let’s see. I can’t say I’m as interesting as you seem to be.” She laughed. “I do all the usual stuff that you would think someone that doesn’t sleep much does, clean, and play games. But a few other hobbies?” She paused for a moment, biting her lip in thought. “Well, I like to write a lot. I also enjoy art and craft and photography. I’ve never done anything quite as fancy and creative as your stuff.” She chuckled. “You know just the simple things you can create off youtube or random things that inspire me. It’s fun and occupies the mind.” She settled against the couch, leaning back against the cushion as she crossed her leg over the other. “Perhaps we can make something together one night.”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

Making Ashe laugh, was definitely going to be a goal at this point. It was heartwarming. Genuine. She enjoyed his company, something he wasn't sure how he achieved. Apparently, his awkwardness, as well as his humor, hit her the right way? He considered himself very lucky in that regard. She was definitely a bottle of fun herself, and he could definitely imagine wanting to spend more time with her. She wasn't exactly hard on the eyes either... Oh, so very much on the contrary. Eyes and hair, just on its own, had him enchanted. Which was also a little awkward... He was very conscious of the fact, that he'd ended up staring in them on more than one occasion.

This cup just doesn’t seem to fit me all too well

He chuckled with a small smile, looking back to his cup, and then her's, pouting as he nodded a few times.
"I mean... Would only be fair, right? I'm kinda out-doing you on the awkwardness right now. Which, I am not sure is a good, or a bad thing? But, eh. Least I can feel like I win at something, huh?" He suggested with a small grin, looking back down to his cup. "You'd have to really out-do yourself, to make something more hideous than this, though... So don't even try it." He smirked, looking back up as he took a sip of it. "But, if you got yourself a really weird cup as well, at least I'd feel more like we've leveled the awkwardness when you visit." He smiled, lowering his cup again.

Awkward together.

Something he'd definitely never imagined cheering to, but something that brought a very genuine smile to his lips as he lowered his cup. There was something very sweet about this shared consensus, that awkwardness was 'cool', when they were together. The possibility that their personalities could fit so well together, was a sweet one. To have someone to share the long nights with. To shave off the loneliness. To enjoy their time, rather than just existing. That's what his life had felt like, for the longest time now. Like he was just existing. With her? That might be different.

He felt like he was getting mightily ahead of himself, and brought them along to the living-space, explaining his own hobbies, as he sat himself down. He smiled as she complimented him on his work, snickering slightly with a nod.
"Thank you. Spent a long time on that." He admitted, getting himself comfortable, as he proceeded to invite her to sit down. For just a second, he raised his brows in slight surprise, that she joined him. He'd just expected her to take one of the chairs. But, no, she decided to join him on the couch. He quickly snapped out of it, not sure why his mind made such a big deal out of it. She wasn't exactly snuggling up to him, or anything. Maybe it was just surprising, and nice to know, that she didn't mind coming close? It also made him immediately conscious of the fact, that he hadn't had a bath today... He usually did that late, to help keep his mind aware, or just around the time he usually went to work, to wash off the worst of the Zombie face. He tried to calm himself down, telling himself he didn't smell. He didn't really, of anything but coffee and his own natural aroma.

"Oh, don't I know it... Ever just realize you've been sitting or standing still for about an hour, just staring at nothing? Or been staring at the same page in a book, or forum for hours, not really reading it? Those are the moments, I'm afraid I might just fall over one day..." He laughed playfully, shaking his head a few times. He wasn't exactly afraid of anything like that, feeling like he had the condition somewhat handled right now. He just really hated that feeling. He didn't like wasting things. Not food. Not recyclables. Not time. He wasted, as little as possible. And moments like those, he always felt like he just wasted his time, for no good reason.

I can’t say I’m as interesting as you seem to be.

Casper smiled softly with that remark, shrugging his shoulders a single time. He could hardly believe that. To him, she was more than a little interesting. And, with her suggestion that she should 'make' a cup for her, suggested she might have some creative roots in her as well. He pressed his lips together with a happy smile, hearing she was interested in games as well. The joyous part about that, was the fact that she could literally never disappoint him in that regard. He loved Video, as well as Board games. She could invite him along to any of the above, and he'd accept in a heartbeat!

Perhaps we can make something together one night.

As she continued, his smile only grew, chuckling lightly with her suggestion.
"Sounds like a fun idea, sure. I've actually been wanting to try something with Photography, together with my puzzles. Found some people who make custom puzzles..." He suggested, for later, as he tsk'ed with a smirk. "'Not as interesting', huh? I'd have to beg the differ. If anything, you're Mysterious. Before you showed up here to knock on my door, you were the pretty green eye, in a fiery red mane. 'What's behind that hair? That little smile? What -is- her other eye-color?'" He teased, smirking again, suggesting she let her hair cover one of her eyes a lot. Something, that'd definitely worked to her benefit. Yes, it definitely had, had him wondering. Such a silly thing, odds were definitely highest it was the same eye-color, so sure. But it kept her on his mind. Maybe, that was generally what he wanted?

"Play games too? What kind? Got quite a few 'Party' Games on the consoles. Since we were kids, my sister always visited to play Video Games, because I got all of the consoles in the family. And, even now that she can afford her own bloody consoles, she refrains from getting any, just to have excuses to pop by to play." He suggested with a soft chuckle, nodding towards the TV and consoles. He wanted to ask her so many things now! What kind of things did she write? Arts and crafts was a wide term, what did she enjoy the most? He had to gather himself, not to just start unloading her with questions, instead focusing on one thing for now. They were in no hurry, right? The days were long, for people like them. If they decided to make this a thing? They'd have plenty of time!
"If you feel like sticking around for more than one coffee, we could see if I've got anything you'd like? Got some board games in the bedroom as well." He suggested with a smile, about to take a sip of his coffee, before realizing how that must've sounded, clearing his throat as he felt his skin heating up... They. Really just were located in the bedroom...

 

[Dimples]

It was official. Making the sudden decision to knock on his door at such an insane hour was probably one of her best decisions Ashe had made in a long time. The girl was genuinely enjoying herself. She had looked forward to seeing his smile through the window and exchanging their little back and forth waves, but now that she has actually talked to him for the past hour, learning a bit of his quirks and interests, he was quickly growing on her, and she couldn’t help but be excited to learn more, excited to see what this might lead too. Even her sluggish state had seemed to wear off, a bit of adrenaline kicking in and making her senses alert. She felt more alive than she has felt in a while.

When his voice rang out, telling her about how he had spent a while on that piece, she smiled warmly. “I can tell. There’s a lot of impressive detail. I can’t wait to see it when it is finished.” It was true. She wasn’t just trying to flatter him. Ashe genuinely thought it was amazing and wanted to see how it turned out. Judging by his other pieces, she had no doubt it would be amazing, especially by how great it was already turning out to look.

Oh, don't I know it... Ever just realize you've been sitting or standing still for about an hour, just staring at nothing? Or been staring at the same page in a book, or forum for hours, not really reading it? Those are the moments, I'm afraid I might just fall over one day...

Eyes brows rose, lips parted slightly in surprise, a smile stretching across her lips. Yes, she had suspected he had the same problem as her in the lack of sleep department, but as he spoke of the issues he dealt with because of it, issues she dealt with as well, issues most would never understand and think her odd because of it, she couldn’t help but feel closer to him. Uncrossing her legs, she shifted to the edge of the couch and turned to him in excitement, her thighs brushing up against his knee. “Yes!” She laughed. “I know exactly what that is like!” She groaned dramatically in distress. “It’s terrible. And sometimes you try your best to focus and your mind just won’t work. It’s as if it has shut down on you.” She laughed again, shaking her head.

The conversation continued, shifting to her photography and how he was interested in adding something like that to his puzzles. She nodded. “Maybe I’ll show you some of my work. I like to try to capture things that people see every day but pass by and don’t see the true beauty in it. I’ll take a picture and try to capture the beauty it holds. You might find something you like.” When he clicked his tongue she looked at him a bit confused, until she heard him tell her that he didn’t agree with her not being interesting, commenting about how she was a bit mysterious and how her hair and eyes complimented that. A blush heated her skin as her head dipped timidly, “I-Is that so?” She chuckled awkwardly. “I’m glad I caught your attention.”

Play games too? What kind? Got quite a few 'Party' Games on the consoles. Since we were kids, my sister always visited to play Video Games, because I got all of the consoles in the family. And, even now that she can afford her own bloody consoles, she refrains from getting any, just to have excuses to pop by to play.

She peeked up at him for a moment, slowly lifting her head to look at him with a smile. She found it adorable how he talked about his sister like he did. She could tell she meant a lot to him. “I like all kinds of games. Video games, board games, cards games. Whatever. As long as it keeps me busy and I can have fun at the same time, I’m game!” She laughed.

If you feel like sticking around for more than one coffee, we could see if I've got anything you'd like? Got some board games in the bedroom as well.

Ashe hadn’t thought anything… inappropriate about his suggestion. However, his reaction quickly made her realize what he had said and how it could’ve easily be seen as a sign of sexual advancement. Though, Ashe doubted it. She couldn’t see Casper being like that. Especially by the way he sat here obviously flushed and nervous by his own words after he realized what he had just said. It was adorable, and only made her want to tease him. Why not? It could be fun.

A smug smirk crossed her lips as she leaned in a little closer, their thighs now touching as she leaned her shoulder against his. “Oh?” She purred out. “I didn’t realize you would want to get me alone in your room so quickly…” she teased, leaving the lingering thought that she may not have minded it. Then, she giggled, letting him know that she was only joking, then pulled away slightly, allowing only their knees to touch. “I wouldn’t mind sticking around for another cup of coffee and a game. Now we just need to figure out what game.” She paused for a moment, as if something came to mind and she was thinking it over. She knew of a game she had played before once. It wasn’t exactly a board game, more of a game you made yourself. It was actually a lot of fun and good for getting to know someone, but, a bit on the flirty side. Should she risk it and bring it up? They seemed to have good chemistry… But, how exactly did he see her? Well, perhaps she would find out by this game…

“I know of a game we can play. It’s a game we make ourselves though. It’s pretty easy. We both write down questions we want to know, or a task, you know like a dare. You put these slips of paper in something and each person takes a turn to draw out a piece of paper. Be sure to not write down anything too crazy because if you pick it, you have to do it, even if you were the one who wrote it.” She smirked. “What do you think? You willing to play?”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

He rose a brow slightly, as he'd seemed to hit a spot with his suggestion, making him smirk as she perked forward with excitement. His smirk froze for a second, subconsciously noticing her thigh stroking against his knee. He had to gulp slightly, pressing his lips together as he kept his composure, at least somewhat. He realized in that moment, that he hadn't been this close to a woman, in a long time. He'd had a few flirts when he was younger, but... Right now he'd forgotten everything he'd learned, and felt like a mouse put in a corner... And, he kinda enjoyed it. her teasing nature was incredibly alluring, and while he hated coming back to it, again and again, complimented her hair...
How the hell did a personality compliment hair? Now you're just stupid...

"Exactly! Even worse when it happens in public, really hope you've never tried that? I count myself lucky, that I haven't ended up just staring at something... Inappropriate yet. Usually just end up staring at walls or street-lights, while waiting for the Bus, or something." He chuckled to himself, shaking his head a few times. It was surprisingly refreshing to talk to someone who understood those kinds of problems. He realized then, just how good it felt. Someone, who made his problem feel less... Strange. Made him feel like less of a miss-fit. With her, he wasn't so strange and abnormal. He was just... Casper. Refreshing relief, from being 'the guy with Insomnia'.

He smiled with her explanation of her photography, nodding with a curious look, pouting his lips in thought for a moment. Interesting thought. He was probably one of the people, who would just pass things like that by. Mainly because he was hardly alive, when he went from A to B, in any situation, since mostly he was walking on little to no sleep...
His smile grew slightly, seeing her dip her head with his compliment, but it didn't grow into a smirk or any other coy expression. He'd raised his cup close to his lips, nodding a single time.
I'm glad I caught your attention.
"Yeah. Me too." He admitted genuinely, warm smile behind the cup, as he took another sip, resting it comfortably in his lap. He realized he was almost out, but wanted to keep all of this going. badly. He had to suggest she stuck around, and he mentioning games had given him just the right ammunition for an idea like that!

Seeing her smug smile in reaction to his little suggestive sentence, got him a little less worried, but just more shy. He pulled his cup up to his chest, as she leaned in closer, looking to her with a confused, nervous smile. With her little tease, he cleared his throat again, looking down to the thinning black liquid at the bottom of his cup, stroking the sides of his cup. He really didn't want to seem like the guy, who just wanted to get that out of her. Who just wanted to get her to bed, and get it over with. That he only had an interest in that...
"Well... Just. Said they're in there, we. Could just. Get them." He suggested nervously, just before she giggled, and he looked up. His eyes slowly narrowed. "Yeah, you knew what I meant..." He mumbled, shivering slightly with a groan, narrowing his eyes. "You're a devil..." He suggested in a complaining tone, but the playful smirk on his lips suggested the jest in it. She'd clearly hoped to work him up on that, and she'd played him like a fiddle. Even when he was the one who got duped, he quite enjoyed that. And, it was another clear point, that she wasn't afraid to get close to him... Very clear.

She'd accepted another cup, which was a great start! Of course, she had to get him as tense as a string at it's limit while doing it... He gulped slightly as she thought about games, very much aware that she was still touching him. That contact, as well as the given suggestions in her little tease, was enough to get his body about ready to spring.
He couldn't quite find release to that tension, as she gave her suggestion either. It caused him to raise a brow slightly, a small smirk across his lips. He was familiar with the kind of games, but this one opened to a bit more random chance, with the fact that you could get your own suggestions.

He looked thoughtful for a moment longer than he really had to, to make up his mind. Of course, he was willing! Anything, to get this mysterious, hilarious girl to stick around, really, but the game did sound fun regardless.
"You just want to get all of the little dirty secrets out, right away, don't you?" He suggested, narrowing his eyes inquisitively again, before smirking with a cheerful chuckle. "Sure, sounds like fun. But, I am going to need more coffee for that!" He insisted, practically bouncing off the couch. His body visibly shivered as he took a step to the side, reaching up to itch his neck, stretching it in the process. He gulped as he made his way towards the kitchen, pausing his progress half way in a sudden manner, tilting backwards as he looked to one of the many shelves against the wall. Walking over, he brought out a sheet of paper, as well as a couple of pens. Walking back to the couch, he dropped the sheets where he came from, pulling a couple of pieces off. He offered her one of the pens with a smirk, before retreating to the kitchen with his own, as well as the paper.

"If we're going to play a game like that, however... Feel like everything should be on the table?" He suggested, looking back over his shoulder, putting his paper on the kitchen counter, picking up the coffee press. "So, if we ask questions that are... Intimate, or might provoke a negative reaction? Let it, and we can talk about it, or let it lie? Stuff like that is always a risk with games like this, and while I like being awkward with you, I don't want things to get awkward. If... That makes any sense?" He suggested, smiling as he returned to the couch with the press, filling up her cup, if she'd let him, looking down with a warm smile. "I promise to be brutally honest with any question I get. Whatever consequences that might have." He challenged, his smile growing to a small smirk, followed by a little wink. He didn't exactly have many hard-hitting secrets, that'd hit him in the feels, but there was one. And, if she struck it, he'd be honest. It might get him a little down for a moment, but he could deal with that.

"And with that little boring detail out of the way... How many cards? Feel like I've heard of games like this before... But. That was a 'dating' thingy, app on the phone? I'm sure we could find something, to get a bit of inspiration, or just add some more questions and tasks, if we end up stumped for ideas?" He suggested, grinning over his shoulder as he returned to the kitchen counter, emptying the press to start preparing a new batch, using his personal favorite this time, not wanting to use all of the new beans on the same night.

 

[Dimples]

For the briefest of moments, Ashe had sworn she saw Casper tense the moment she shifted on the couch. It made her wonder. Was he really that nervous around her? Did she make him uncomfortable sitting close to him? Then, she lowered her head, glancing down at their touching legs, and it hit her. Had a simple gesture as this really made him so conscious of her? It was flattering, and honestly just made her want to tease him so bad that she had to force herself to distance herself a bit so she didn’t actually do it. She didn’t want to overwhelm him or give him the wrong idea about her, no matter how tempting it was to rile him up a bit.

Exactly! Even worse when it happens in public… I count myself lucky, that I haven't ended up just staring at something…. Inappropriate yet…

Her eyes grew wide a bit in surprise to his forward comment. It wasn’t directed at her in any way but, he seemed so innocent so far that even the mention of inappropriate was unexpected. At this point, if he told her he was a virgin, she wouldn’t be surprised. The way he obviously got nervous over the simplest things was cute in its own way. Still, she didn’t know him very well yet. He may not be a virgin at all, but someone who just takes a while to warm up too, and if she teased him too much, she may bite off more than she could chew. It was something she was willing to figure out, though… Finally, she burst into laughter. “That would be super embarrassing for sure. I don’t think that has ever happened to me. If it has, I guess they didn’t mind enough to mention it to me.” She laughed again.

His compliments had caught her off guard, as much of a tease as she was, she was still a girl. An awkward girl that didn’t know how to take a compliment if it could save her life, especially from a guy she liked. He seemed to have a way to easily trip her up and make her into a shy girl that had no idea what to do next. And, she kind of liked it. Yes, it was embarrassing. But, it was thrilling as well. He made her heart race, made her laugh and smile, and made her feel like she was… Alive.

Yeah. Me too.

Ashe didn’t reply, only sent over an awkward little chuckle. That is, until the conversation shifted, allowing her to tease him once again. His reactions were worth every second of it. It was as if he was almost battling with himself. He was obviously flustered and enjoying the contact, but it was as if he was trying his best to not give in, as if trying not to let Ashe know he was thinking of such things. It was incredibly endearing and cute, and she just wanted to keep teasing him to see how far she could push him until he cracked. Instead, she pulled away, giggling to herself.

Yeah, you knew what I meant... You're a devil...

Giggling again, she spoke, “Only sometimes. I couldn’t help myself when you looked so cute.” she winked at him.

After she had suggested the game, he pondered it in silence, leaving her in suspense to his answer. In all honesty, she had no idea if he would accept the game offer or not. It was a bit of a chance on her end, since the game could open up many possibilities, and that was exactly what she was hoping for. Was he willing to take the chance? She hoped he was, and the silence as he thought about it only made her anxious.

You just want to get all of the little dirty secrets out, right away, don't you?

A smirk crossed her lips as she shrugged one of her shoulders. “Why not? Maybe I just want a reason to get closer to you.” Her voice was in a teasing tone, leaving the comment hard to identify if she was joking or not. “So? What do you say? Willing to play with me?”

Sure, sounds like fun. But, I am going to need more coffee for that!

Excitement flowed through her. She felt giddy, like a child who just got a new toy to play with. Ashe hadn’t had this much fun in a long time, and the game hadn’t even started yet. Nodding, she smiled, picking up her coffee to take a drink as she watched him scurry off in a hurry, only to turn around and hand her paper and a pen.

When he got to the kitchen, she began to write down what she could think of, a few questions and a few tasks that she thought would be interesting. Then, his voice caught her attention, saying how if this game got intimate or the questions brought up touchy topics, he didn’t want things to get awkward in a bad way between them because he planned on being completely honest no matter what. When he came to the couch, she offered her cup for more coffee with a smile, nodding to his words. “I will be honest as well.” She paused, as if thinking for a moment about what he said. “As far as intimacy and things getting tense between us, if there is any question or task that you draw that you are uncomfortable with, don’t do it. Just draw again. What do you think about that? I don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything you don’t want too.” She chuckled. Especially since she planned on putting some intimate things in there to see just how forward he was willing to be.

And with that little boring detail out of the way... How many cards?

She hummed in thought. “Just write down whatever you think of. When you’re done, put them in a bowl and bring it over here so I can do the same with mine.”

It took her a minute to think of what she wanted to write and by the time Casper had came over with the bowl, she was done and had torn them into pieces, folding them before putting them in the bowl, using her hand to mix it up a bit. After taking another sip of her coffee she turned to him with a smile, “I’ll start us off then since I brought up the game.” Taking a deep breath, she reached her hand in the bowl and pulled out a piece of paper, unfolding it to read the contents.

“Cuddle up to the other, for the rest of the game!”

She chuckled, clearing her throat. Well, that was one way to start it off. Not that she was complaining. She actually really liked the idea of this one. “It says, cuddle up to the other for the rest of the game.” Her gaze turned to look at him, biting her lip as she hummed in thought. Finally, she stood and walked in front of him, slowly lowering herself to sit in his lap, between his legs before wrapping his arms around her waist. She looked over her shoulder at him, a blush to her cheeks. “Is this okay with you?”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

Her look of surprise at his remark, caused him to smirk slightly, raising a brow. Either she'd tried something exactly like that, and was surprised to hear him fear the same thing. Or, she was surprised he'd even think in those lanes. There was a lot of things Ashe didn't know about him, and this little game of back and forth, was proving way too entertaining to hop right over that fence immediately. He liked being in the dark. Part of him liked having her there too. Why he was feeling his fear of opening up to he falter with every minute he spent with her, it was rather entertaining to see her surprised with the new things she learned.

I couldn't help myself when you looked so cute...

Casper narrowed his eyes for a moment, before clearing his throat as the conversation went on. 'Cute'... He was a grown ass man! Surely he should've felt awkward with that kind of 'compliment'. But... From her? Considering how him being 'cute' had seemed to open her up, and get her in such a good mood? He'd be cute for her, any day. Didn't seem to've scared her off. Could it? Subconsciously, he started wondering if he could be too apprehensive. If holding himself back, would end up boring her? ... This was why he'd stayed away from social interactions. It was horridly complicated! Code was so much easier... When there was an issue, you just had to spot it, and fix it. With social interaction, the mistakes were never obvious.
But... Maybe that's part of what he enjoyed about this. The uncertainty. The excitement. He couldn't remember having this much fun, ever since the simple joys of youth...

Don't do it. Just draw again. What do you think about that?

Casper looked thoughtful, as he walked back towards the counter, pulsing the fresh batch of coffee beans again. He looked back down to Ashe, eyes lingering on her's for a moment before his lips grew a slight smirk.
"Sounds fair. Just don't be afraid if I actually do what's on the cards..." He grinned mischievously, placing the paper on the counter. He moved his pen to the paper, writing one down immediately with one hand, as the other pulsed the beans once again. With his question answered, he nodded, continuing to write, in between preparing coffee.
It was way more difficult to think of things, than he'd expected. His conservative side came sneaking up at him, hindering from anything particularly intimate. There was a few ones he was proud of, that he didn't feel like pushed any boundaries, but he still felt like he was being a bit... Bland. Then again, his questions were quite legitimate, and tasks entertaining. Perhaps it'd do?

Ultimately, he decided with the eight he'd gotten to, getting out a clear glass bowl to dump them into after ripping them off the paper. With the coffee press in one hand, the bowl in the other, he approached the table once again, raising a brow as he saw her collection.
"Pff... Either you've played this game before, and already had a lot of ideas, or you're just waay more creative at this than me." He said, a slight hint of inferiority in his voice, before he smirked with a shrug. "Then again, a higher chance you'll have to do some of the crazy things you've undoubtedly come up with... Also, what do you mean about a 'reason' to get closer to me?" He drew back to an earlier suggestion of hers, as he placed the bowl down for her to drop her cards into. "You seemed perfectly capable of getting close without any specific reason?" He smirked, sitting himself down with a hand on the press, letting her shuffle the bowl. The hand on the press joined a shrug of his shoulders, as he looked back to her eyes with a warm smile. "An observation. Not a complaint." He added, chuckling as he looked to the bowl with the first pick.

She seemed very excited to get the game started, and he wasn't complaining. He was quite excited to see what she'd come up with, and giddy to see if she got some of his cards. He continued to slowly press the coffee, as she read her card, raising a brow as she chuckled and cleared her throat. As she read it out, he chuckled as well, a small smile on his lips. There was a hint of nerves with the smile, to see what she'd do with it. One of his cards. Of course, the first one to be picked... That sure set a tone for the rest of the game.
Casper managed to finish pressing the coffee, before she stood up. He looked up, clearly a bit confused at first, but sat himself back into the couch properly. He raised his brows slightly, legs spreading as she scootched her way between them. He sat himself back a little, so she didn't end up sitting on the very edge of the couch, and could lean back a bit more comfortably. He gulped, as she guided his hands to her waist, first just staying there, slumped. Frozen. But as she looked back, her hair masking just enough of her face to keep her mysterious, and let him see an eye and the sweetest hint of a blush, he felt confidence returning to him.

"Yeah. Yeah, very much so." He agreed with a warm smile, as his hands moved, gently stroking her dress, and stomach in the process. "Well. Sets a certain... Tone. For the rest of the game, doesn't it?" He smirked, leaning himself forwards a bit, pushing her with him, looking over her shoulder. "Imagine if we'd picked that one last, though? Way better now." He chuckled playfully, trying to reach for the coffee table, to get at the bowl. In doing so, his other hand subconsciously kept her close with a warm palm on her stomach, as his head rested against her shoulder, cheek meeting her hair. He caught himself noting the smell of her hair. A pleasant thing.
He got the bowl, moving it to the couch, but turned to look back at the table, narrowing his eyes a bit for a moment, before smirking with a chuckle.
"Like this, you'll have to pour my coffee, though." He added a 'con' to their position, chuckling as a thumb gently stroked her stomach, and he reached for his own first card.

"Why move here?"

He chuckled softly, sighing as some semblance of relief rushed over him. Didn't have to do something particularly crazy, just yet.
"Well, that's an easy one. And, maybe somewhat boring on my part. Had kinda hoped you get it." he suggested, chuckling as he showed her the card. "'Why move here?' The destination was pretty random. Decently close to good commutes, I guess was the only reason for that. Mainly, I just had to get out of my Sister's place." He explained, shrugging slightly as he fondled the card slightly, hand subconsciously stroking her stomach again. "We'd just moved together, to help her pay rent when her Ex moved out. We were getting siiick of each other, about the time when she got herself a job, and were able to afford it on her own." He joked, chuckling softly to suggest he was kidding. "I think living with someone with Insomnia, can be about as frustrating as living with someone who doesn't, as someone who has Insomnia..." He laughed softly, shrugging.

He reached his arm towards the table, hand grasping at nothing in particular, but making no real effort to move her. A playfully needy little sound escaped him, as he nuzzled up to the side of her head.
"Coffee..." He greedily requested, smirking.

 

[Dimples]

He seemed to give her suggestion some thought, causing her to pause at writing things down. There was so much she wanted to ask him, that she was eager to see him do, but, she wanted to see if there would be any boundaries first, and considering how he answered, she would be able to get some idea of what would be appropriate. However, his answer was not what she expected. He seemed to agree to the terms, but warned her not to be scared if he actually ended up going through with it. Another brief look of surprise filtered on her face as she stared back at him, soon shifting into a smirk. “Alright, then, I won’t hold back.”

She was able to write down quite a few by the time he came over with the bowl. His snickering comment on how many she had prepared made her chuckle awkwardly. Was she too eager? She had never actually played the game, only watched it played at some party her friend dragged her too. But, honestly, that did little to help her prepare the questions she had now. Everything she had written down were specific for him, things she wanted to know about him, things she wanted him to do, never making them too crazy knowing there was a chance that she would have to do it instead. Finally, she laughed. “Oh, yeah. I’ve played it so many times that I have so many ideas by now.” The sarcasm was thick in her voice before she chuckled. “I just… Got inspired, I guess.” How could she not after his little comment about how he might just do anything that was on the card?

What do you mean about a 'reason' to get closer to me?

Ashe had just brought her fresh cup of coffee to her lips when he asked the question, causing her to almost choke on the liquid. He seemed to be getting more and more bold as time passed. Maybe teasing him wasn’t the best idea if he was going to throw surprises on her and throw her off. For all she knew, he would start teasing her in return, and she wasn’t sure she could confidently keep her composure then.

You seemed perfectly capable of getting close without any specific reason?

Slowly, she gulped down the coffee, coughing softly in a chuckle. “Perhaps.” She glanced his way with a smirk of her own. She left it at that, letting the question linger in his mind, allowing him to come up with whatever conclusion his imagination could think of. She figured if she said much more, she would get herself in something that would be hard to get out of.

An observation. Not a complaint.

“I’ll have to keep that in mind.” She smiled, biting her lip as she met his eyes. So, he didn’t mind her being close to him, huh? It made her wonder… How close could she get before he complained then?

Once she stood, Casper obviously looked confused. Sure, she could have just settled with the whole lean against one another and wrap an arm around her shoulder, but, if she was going to do this, she was going to do it right. And when she lowered herself in his lap, he spread his legs and shifted back for her, soon getting an idea of what she was going for. He didn’t seem to be protesting, so she scooted up against him and grabbed his hands to wrap around her. That’s when she felt him tense slightly, as if frozen in place against her back. Had she pushed too far?

Yeah. Yeah, very much so.

His body seemed to noticeably relax, his hand moving across her stomach as he commented about how it set a tone for the rest of the game. His touch made a shiver run through her body. She nodded in response. “Yeah. This is nice though.” She admitted. It was nice. However, the more his hand caressed her stomach, the more conscious she was becoming of his body against hers, making it very difficult to think innocently. Then, he leaned forward, pushing against her as he reached for the bowl, his face so close to her. Damn it… Was she supposed to endure this the entire game?

When he told her about how she would have to pour his coffee, she glanced back at him, then the coffee press and laughed. “Oh! Alright.” However, before she could reach for it, she got distracted by the anticipation of him reaching into the bowl. Then, he revealed the card and began explaining why he had moved here because he had just moved out of his sisters and this place was convenient. All the while, his hand once again caressing her, making it quite difficult to concentrate at times. Finally, she chuckled. “Ah, yes. It can be difficult living with a normie who are actually up at normal hours.” Then, he pushed forward again, reaching for the table as he nuzzled his face into her hair.

Coffee…

Laughing, “Alright, alright.” She reached forward and poured him a cup of the coffee, handing him the cup before sipping on her own. “Okay! Let’s see the damage this time.” She leaned back to rest against his chest as she reached her hand into the bowl, pulling out the next card.

“When you look at me, what are the first 3 thoughts that come to mind?”

She had to smile to herself at this one. It was a card she wrote. Thank goodness she decided to hold back a bit and not go too crazy. Though, right now might not have been the best of times to ask what was on her mind… Sitting up a bit, she revealed the card to him, allowing him to read it instead of repeating it. Shifting a bit, she turned slightly so she could look him in the eyes, humming in thought. “My first 3 thoughts would be…” Her eyes seemed to look him over, scanning the features of his face down to his chest, then back into his eyes. Finally, she spoke. “The first 3 thoughts I have of you would be, one, you’re incredibly handsome and I think it’s insane that you aren’t snatched up yet. Awkward or not. Two, I think you are funny and refreshing to be around. It’s not every day I get to just be myself and laugh as much as I want. Three, I… Uh…” Her skin heated in a blush as she averted her stare to the side. “Might have some other not so innocent thoughts right now too” She cleared her throat. “A small example would be I wonder what it would feel like to kiss you.” Chuckling awkwardly before silently shifting in his lap again so her back was to him once again. “Your turn.”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

I just got inspired.

By what, he wondered, as a small smirk spread on his lips. There was an obvious chemistry between them, even someone as socially awkward like Casper could feel that. It was starting to help his confidence blossom. Casper would always be careful, and possibly always shy, but that only made it more obvious to him when his confidence actually came knocking. And it certainly was now. Ashe brought the best out in him. Something he partly wanted to thank her for. He felt good. Happy in a way he hadn't for a long time. He'd been in a state of 'just existing' for so long, he'd forgotten how to truly entertain himself. Now, she entertained him, and it left him craving more.

He snickered softly as she choked on her coffee, reveling in the fact that he could still catch her off guard, even when she was obviously the more forward one. Then again, maybe she was feeling something of the same? That he brought confidence out in her, just like she did him? In any case, he swore he'd seen her skin heat with his compliments, and her averting her eyes shyly a few times as well. She came of strong, but she could be soft as well. Compliments had clearly hit her quite well. He was going to keep that in mind.

She allowed him the time to be awkward and uncertain, before she slipped between his legs, and made him freeze for a few moments. Easing into it, however, he definitely wasn't going to complain.
"It is." And it was. Nice. Smiling back to her, he took a moment to enjoy it, before starting on his card, a thumb caressing her absentmindedly. She seemed to listen intently, interested in the question, even if it wasn't one of hers. He chuckled along with her response, nodding his head a few times.
"Yeeah... And sleeping at normal hours. Thin walls, and light sleeper? Oh, and a fuzzy when being woken up... Had to be extremely quite every night, and it made the nights... Unbearable. I love my sister, but shit I can't live with that crazy woman..." He joked with a playful laugh, before reaching for his coffee.

He snickered along with her laugh, hugging his arms gently around her as she poured the coffee, accepting it when she reached it over.
"Thank you." He mused, sitting back a bit, with a hand still on her stomach, as he took a sip from his coffee. Watching her pick up another card, he almost felt a shiver with excitement. This game was definitely entertaining, but hell was it tense too...
Seeing her smile so sweetly, Casper tilted his head, wondering what she'd gotten, raising his neck to try and see the card, before she let him see it. He had to smirk slightly, looking back to her as he got comfortable, and she shifted. In doing so, his hand didn't leave her body, just stroked it's way to her hip, resting there as he looked back up to her eyes. His head remained tilted slightly, as she considered her words, a gentle smile on his lips, trying to ease her into her answers.

Incredibly handsome. Funny and refreshing.

Casper had to gulp slightly. She got him with the very first thought, causing him to inhale into a soft sigh. She did find him attractive. There was no way she was lying there... And while he thought that was quite a compliment, her second thought was oddly more appealing. That she could feel like herself around him. That she found him entertaining. Looks only got you so far, but the fact that she enjoyed his personality, had his own skin heating slightly as well. He was trying his best to be himself, and not hold himself back too much. He might've been a lot worse at that, had she gotten to him during the day. Perhaps his exhaustion, had him less afraid to scare her off. To disappoint her, with part of his personality. Less afraid to reveal flaws. Quirks.

What it would feel like kissing you.

He had almost entered a haze with those first two thoughts, but getting snapped back, he realized what she'd actually said. And, how adorable she'd said it. He raised his brows slightly, blinking a few times before she turned around again, quickly trying to lead them on. He had to chuckle slightly, clearing his throat as he sat up a bit, hugging his arm around her waist once again.
"That was very sweet." He mused, resting his head on her shoulder, as his hand guided his coffee into the other, resting it near her lap, but without letting the hot porcelain touch her. "And, who knows. With how these questions are going, I can only imagine what the tasks'll have us doing... Maybe the bowl'll give you a chance to find out?" He suggested with a playful smirk, as his fingers sought through the bowl.

"Compliment the other."

Casper held out the card in front of them, where they could both read it, chuckling softly as he tilted his head from side to side.
"At this point, that only really seems fair, doesn't it?" He snickered, leaning a bit to the side, to be able to look at her properly. His eyes blinked, gazing into her's if she looked back to him, head tilting once again. Eyes met with her hair for a moment, narrowing as a mischievous little smirk played on his lips.
"Well, as a new observation? Your hair smells oddly nice..." He complimented, before moving his face against her neck, burrowing it into her hair and ruffling against her. In the process, his lips teased and nibbled at the hair covering her neck, as he growled, before leaning back again with a soft chuckle. Sitting back a bit again, he looked at her face, sighing softly.
"I'm glad that you can feel like yourself with me. Laugh with me. Because I find the 'real you' very endearing. Not to mention funny. You have the sweetest laugh, and the most intoxicating smile. Adorable, even, when I manage to catch you off guard, and make you fluster..." He opted for compliments, he hadn't already given her. She knew that he liked her hair. Her eyes. But it was her, he was most attracted to. He smirked lightly, putting away the card, and picking up his coffee with his right hand again, allowing his left to go back to caressing her stomach. "I've already complimented your beautiful, mysterious face, but might I add now, that your full package is just as delightful. And I count myself quite lucky, that your eyes are so enchanting as well. It makes it easier for the eyes not to wander... Too much, at least." He playfully added, winking as he squeezed her slightly with the left arm, still tugged around her, as he took another sip of his coffee.

He lead the cup down to the bowl, gently tapping the edge of it with a smirking nod towards it. "Your turn." He lead them on, not allowing her much time to recoil from that one. And... Allowing him to come down from that moment as well. He was feeling his cheeks heating up with all of that, clearing his throat lightly as he, himself, recoiled. For a person like him, that was quite... Overwhelming. But man, did he ever enjoy it. It'd seemed compliments flattered her, and he counted himself lucky, getting that card.

 

[Dimples]

The way his strong arms wrapped around her, hugging her waist and pulling her body closer to his did little to calm her racing heart. When had such an innocent act of cuddling become so exciting? Sure, it had been quite a while since she had been touched by a man, but she didn’t think she was deprived. However, there was something about Casper that brought that side out of her. She wanted to touch him, to get close to him. It was almost overwhelming. But, she didn’t want to seem like the kind of girl that jumped into bed right away. That’s not who she was. Yes, Ashe was incredibly attracted to Casper, but that wasn’t all she was attracted to. She genuinely liked him, as a person, and the more time she spent with him, the more she realized how bad she wanted to actually be together with him…

When she plucked out her card, she couldn’t help but tease Casper a bit before showing him what it said, watching as he tried his best to look over her shoulder to read it in anticipation. She couldn’t help it, teasing him was so much fun she was sure she would never get bored of doing it. Still, she knew there would be a time it would kick her in the ass and he would get his payback. It was only a matter of time. The girl wasn’t as bold as she seemed. She was awkward and shy by nature. It was just something about Casper that allowed her to feel open, allowed her to feel as if she could do anything, be anyone she wanted. It was an incredible feeling, and she wanted to wrap herself within it as long as she was allowed. It was obvious that she and Casper had a mutual attraction. But, was it only physical? How did he feel when he was around her? Was he interested in her like she was him? Well, she was hoping this little game would help her find out.

Finally, she revealed her card and reluctantly spoke what her three thoughts were. Casper seemed almost surprised to hear the first two. Which was odd to her. She figured that it was pretty obvious she felt that way about him. Was it not? How did she seem to act to him? Maybe he just didn’t expect her to think that way of him? She didn’t see why not. As far as she could tell, he was incredible. She didn’t lie when she said she was surprised no one had snatched him up. It really made no sense to her. Even if he was a bit shy, he was such a great guy and funny too! Maybe she just had weird tastes, whatever it was, she couldn’t help but feel genuinely lucky that he had not caught anyone’s eyes yet, as selfish as that was.

Then, she spoke her little confession, which did little to keep the image of the act out of her mind. Not to mention the fact that his hand had slid down her body to rest on her hip. Damn. What was wrong with her? What would he think if he knew the thoughts that were running through her mind? She had to quickly turn around and try to switch the subject, too afraid that he would be able to see right through her if it continued. Why did he affect her so easily? Soon, his arm was around her waist again, tugging her close in his embrace as he commented on how she was sweet, only making her even more embarrassed than before. Suddenly his head fell upon her shoulder, causing her to turn her head slightly to glance at him from the corner of her eye, his hand dropping near her thigh.

And, who knows. With how these questions are going, I can only imagine what the tasks will have us doing... Maybe the bowl will give you a chance to find out?

Her eyes widened in surprise as she turned her head to look at him, causing their faces to be only inches apart. With parted lips, her eyes darted down to glance down at his lips then back into his eyes. Then, when he reached into the bowl, she snapped out of her trance and turned her face away, chuckling awkwardly. “Yes, who knows.”

Finally, he pulled out the card, holding it out so they both could read it, and when she did, she knew she was in big trouble. Ashe had never been good with compliments, but when Casper gave them, she seemed to turn into a puddle on the floor. She knew teasing him would bite her in the ass sooner or later… And it seemed it was going to be sooner than later. When he turned to look at her, she looked his way, her head dipped in a timid manner causing her hair to fall over her face in the way he had mentioned she had a habit of. Suddenly, a smirk peeked across his lips, a smirk that seemed almost naughty?

Your hair smells oddly nice...

Before she could comment on anything, his head buried itself into the curve of her neck. As he nipped at her flesh, growling against her, she gasped in air, her body visibly shuddering as she let out a ragged breath, closing her eyes. She hadn’t expected him to do such a thing. It was definitely a pleasant surprise. Up until now, she had been the one who was making the moves on him. Now that the tables were turned, she seemed all but helpless against him, only wanting to hear more sounds just like that. What would he sound like if…

Then, he pulled away, chuckling, leaving her an absolute wreck. Slowly she opened her eyes and glared at him, a bit of pout to her lips. “And you called me the devil?”

When he continued on with his compliments, she had to look back at him, surprised. She hadn’t expected him to throw so many at her. Did he really see her like that? Soon he was telling her how she was the full package. What did that mean exactly? Did that mean he might be interested in her? Was she allowed to think that? She would like too.

And I count myself quite lucky, that your eyes are so enchanting as well. It makes it easier for the eyes not to wander... Too much, at least.

Once again, he caught her off guard, a blush heating her cheeks, but a smile soon crossing her lips. “Too much, huh?” She hummed in thought, “I’ll keep that in mind.” Soon, he tapped the bowl, obviously trying to move on quickly. Chuckling, she leaned back, pressing her back into his chest as she nuzzled her head into his neck, her hand reaching into the bowl and grabbing a card. This time holding it out for both to see right away.

“Try to make the other person nervous or embarrassed.”

Once again, one of her cards, which after the card he had just got, she was a bit relieved she was the one who had gotten this one. She wasn’t sure which route he would choose to take, but at this point, she wasn’t sure she could take much more of his teasing, and it would’ve taken very little to make her any more embarrassed. If he threw another compliment her way, it was over. Then again, he had proven with that little stunt earlier, that was not all he was capable of… Now, it was payback time, and she wasn’t going to hold back, much.

A devious little smirk crossed her lips as she lifted out of his lap to stand in front of him, turning to look down at him. “Hm, what should I do I wonder?” Slowly, she lowered herself onto his lap, thighs straddling his hips, her dress rising up her thighs quite a bit as her face once again came inches from his, her gaze drifting to his lips. “Tell me when you are nervous.” She smirked, her eyes returning to his gaze. Slowly, her lips inched closer, achingly slow, never losing eye contact. Only to suddenly dip lower and connect her lips to his neck, kissing his flesh as she dragged her teeth along his skin, making her way up to his ear, running her tongue over his lobe before she purred into his ear, allowing the heat of her breath to arouse his senses. “If you don’t tell me when, Casper. I may not be able to stop…”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

Yes, who knows.

She'd said, in such a wanting tone, her eyes not betraying that want one bit. With their faces this close, he could almost feel her breath, as their eyes met. To be honest, he was starting to know... If the game didn't do it, he was beginning to believe he would. The longing, obviously went both ways. At this point, he had no reason to hold back, and he wasn't so sure he intended to. He couldn't think of any reason not to kiss her. Not to let her feel his lips, as she longed to. So why didn't he? Something was still holding him back. Perhaps he simply enjoyed the game. The tease. Being kept on his toes, and made to shiver.

In any case, it was time for some retaliation. She'd played to his confidence, build it up over such a short span of time, and he fully intended to use that. Seeing the way she looked back to him, timidly lowering her head, hiding half of her face in her hair, caused something to shiver inside of him. She was beautiful and hiding half that beauty away with her vibrant hair, just ticked something inside of him, prompting his little 'attack'. Hearing her little gasp, and shaky breath of hair, only made him smirk more against her neck, as he played with her hair against her skin. Pulling back, he looked to her with a playful grin, laughing with her little complaints.
"Well... You've made no attempts at Exorcising me yet, so... I figure you liked that about me, as much as I do you." She suggested cheerfully, in a hushed tone, as he continued his compliments.

I'll keep that in mind.

Of course, she latched on to that one particular point... And, didn't seem against it? It had been, more or less, a joke, but. A joke, laced with a bit of truth. It was hard not to look Ashe over, from time to time. Hard not to appreciate her looks. Her soft curves. Her lovely ass, now nestled so very close to his crotch, making it hard not to think about... But her eyes drew in attention, as he'd admitted. Attention, that'd broadened at this point. He wanted to see more of her. Wanted to get further, with her. It seemed she wanted the same, making the line between taking action, and not, thinner and thinner.

It was an entirely different feeling that bloomed, as Ashe leaned back against him. Feeling her nuzzle up to his neck, he was the one to take in a ragged breath, as if felt like his heart fluttered. That affectionate action, that she might've not even thought all that much about, made him feel warm, and comfortable. At this point, he felt as if he could be happy, just with her cuddled up in his arms. He'd happily be doing anything, at that point, even watching Soap Opera's, if that's what he needed to do, to keep her with him.
His arm wrapped around her waist again, warm smile on his face, as his fingers caressed her stomach, gently grabbing onto, and playing with the fabric of her dress. He leaned his head a bit against her's, as he looked to the card, causing him to raise his brows.

"Oh... Come on..." He muttered, laughing as he took a sip of his coffee, shaking his head afterward. "And after we were so nice to each other?" He chuckled, nuzzling against her head. He was clearly expecting something 'mean', maybe a playful comment, or something like that. Until, of course, she rose out of his lap, his hand holding on to the side of her dress for a second, before reluctantly letting go. He blinked a few times, his skin heating as she muttered above him. He kept focusing on her eyes as she sat back down, now straddling his hips. He didn't pull them together, his eyes finally giving in to what he'd said they might, looking down to notice her dress crawling up, causing him to shiver slightly as he looked back up. He' moved his hands to either side of himself, no idea what to do with them for the moment, as he watched her gaze trailing to his lips.

Tell me when you are nervous.

Well, fuck, he was already, but there was no way he was going to risk stopping this, by saying that! He gulped as she inched closer, eyes drifting from her's to her lips. For a second, he absentmindedly pulled back a bit, but quickly pulled himself together, remaining still again. Just as she did, she dipped, avoiding his lips, and going for his neck instead, causing Casper to take a deep, shaky breath, realizing he'd been holding it. She wasn't helping him catch his breath, however, her teeth dragging along his skin leaving him breathless again, pausing in between little gasps of breath.
Unable to sit still, his free hand finally moved to rest on her thigh. His fingers caressed her barred skin, stroking up to let fingertips gently peak bellow the skirt of her dress, before pulling back down. He tilted his head a bit away from the teasing tongue, a little twitch of his head making his visible shudder known.

He'd already, pretty much, dropped the bucket on that point, hadn't he? His body language had visibly been nervous, several times already, but. If she wanted his audio-queue to tell her when to stop? She wasn't going to get that.
"I... I'm not sure. I'd call this nervous..." He admitted, breathing heavily again, as he tried to straighten himself up, but completely failed under her power, remaining frozen where he was. "Maybe... Just because I don't want it to stop?" He suggested, turning his head to look back at her eyes. "But then we might never be able to get back to the game?" He suggested, gulping again, his face still slightly hotter than normal, the gentlest of blushes almost visible on his cheeks.

Or... Maybe, he didn't want to get back to it, right away... At least, not get her back the way she was. The stir in his loose boxers and pajamas was starting to become more prominent. He couldn't quite control himself anymore, but in all honesty, he felt he'd already performed admirably. That wasn't to say he was going to let go completely, but there was no stopping the throbbing of his member, against the fabric of its constraints. It didn't show a whole lot, due to the oversized pajamas, unless she turned her focus there, but if she moved back the way she ways? She'd definitely feel it...

 

[Dimples]

Casper had certainly pulled one on her this time. Maybe it was the simple fact that she hadn’t expected him to make a move, hadn’t expected him to be forward with her, that made his little teasing act so effective. There was no denying that she was attracted to him, but the way her body burned to his touch was like nothing she had experienced before. This want, this need for him was overwhelming, and feeling his lips tease her skin through the barrier of the strands of her hair did little to calm these feelings.

I figure you liked that about me, as much as I do you.

A smirk crossed her lips as she chuckled lightly. “I’m beginning to find many things I like about you, Casper.” She said in almost a taunting tone. It was definitely a hint sent his way, hinting that she actually liked him and would like to think about getting together. She figured she would get some idea of what his thoughts were by his answer. Was there only physical attraction between them, or did it run deeper?

His little sigh did not go unnoticed when she nuzzled her body closer to his. Was that a good sign? Did he like it when she snuggled up to him? She would like to think so. Just being in his arms, having him embrace her from behind as she leaned against him and nuzzled in close, was an amazing feeling that if she wasn’t careful, could get swept away by easily. This was bad. They had only met hours ago, but she already felt this close to him, as if she could trust him, be herself around without being criticized for being out of the norm, but most of all, she felt this overwhelming happiness from just being close to him growing inside her. Had she let him slip through her barriers unnoticed be since they knew the same struggles and understood each other like no one else seemed too? Whatever it was, she just hoped she wouldn’t regret it in the end.

Finally, she pulled the next card out. It was best not to worry about things she wouldn’t be able to know. For now, she should just enjoy this feeling, enjoy the time she was spending with him, and see what fate had in store for them. When she pulled out the card, she almost laughed. Well, this was one way to distract her.

Oh… Come on… And after we were so nice to each other?

A devious smirk crossed her lips as she turned to look over her shoulder to him. “But, who said I was going to be mean?” finally, she stood, taking notice of how his hands lingered, as if reluctant to let her go. It only made her smile grow. So, maybe he really did enjoy cuddling with her. She would keep that in mind. When she finally crawled into his lap, their faces so close, it took every ounce of self-control she had to not kiss him, and when he seemed to shift back the slightest bit, she decided it was best to not do it after all. Instead, connected her lips to his neck.

His reaction was exactly what she was hoping for. His body seemed to turn to putty under her teasing, only urging her to continue. She knew he was nervous, even if he didn’t admit it. Still, she wasn’t ready to end this quite yet. She wanted to make sure he would remember the feeling of her lips against her skin, even when he was alone. She wanted to make sure she burned the sensations she gave him into his body, making him want her as much as she wanted him. It was only fair. Then, his hands hit her thighs, causing her breath to hitch against his hear. She hadn’t expected him to go along with anything she was doing, and the higher he inched his fingers, the more her body seemed to burn with desire, causing a shudder to run through her body. However, the moment he reach just under her dress, he backed off, causing her to sigh out the breath she was holding in without knowing.

Finally, he spoke, saying how he wasn’t sure he could say he was nervous, and how he didn’t want it to stop, but if they didn’t they may never get back to the game. He did make a good point, and as much as she wanted to continue, maybe it was best to stop while she was ahead. Just knowing the fact that he was enjoying what she was doing was plenty good enough for her, for now. But, maybe it wouldn’t hurt to tease him just a bit more first…

“You make a good point.” She took his ear lobe into her mouth, teasing it with her teeth before pulling away to kiss just under his ear to his neck, biting his flesh lightly. “Maybe I should stop then. So, we can get back to the game.” Finally, she pulled her face away, moving it inches away from his, her eyes glancing to his lips again as she took her own bottom lip between her teeth. “It is your turn you know?” Slowly, she inched her face closer to his, lips almost touching, until suddenly she rubbed her nose against his then pulled back with a smile. “Well? Fine, I’ll draw it for you.”

She leaned back a bit on his lap, making no effort to change positions as her hand reached into the bowl and pulled out his next card, revealing it to the both of them.

“Play chicken by kissing one part of the body and trail it to their lips and see who stops first.”

One of her cards, and one she was quite glad she had gathered the courage to put in at this point. Chuckling she turned to him with a smirk, holding her hands out to her side, revealing her body better to him. “Alright. Well, go ahead pick a body part to start off at. Let’s see who will chicken out first.” She smiled, sending him a playful wink.

 

[GrinningGentleman]

I’m beginning to find many things I like about you, Casper.

Casper felt his heart flutter with that sentence, even with that taunting tone, and playful smirk. He didn't just take it as a tease. A playful whim. His smile grew, serious for a moment, focusing on her eyes.
"I can safely say, that feeling is mutual." He admitted, with no teasing tone, or taunting hint in his words. As genuinely as he could possibly be, he felt like he could admit that at this time. Even if Ashe didn't have any further interests in him as a friend with benefits, that statement couldn't be taken out of context. Perhaps he meant the same. But if she had the inkling of romantic interest in him, perhaps she would see that in his words as well. It was definitely there. She made him... Better. Brought out his confidence, even through all of her teases, that had him in a constant tissy, but. Somehow, that worked in his confidences favor. Like her teases just stoked the fire. Got him confident enough, to tease back.

Suggesting she wasn't going to be mean with her task, caused him to narrow his eyes inquisitive, feeling his body shivering in anticipation. If not going to make him embarrassed in such a way, how was she going to do it?
Of course, she would very quickly make that obvious, that she wasn't so much aiming for embarrassment, but his nerves instead. To make him nervous, in the best of ways, she turned around, getting into his lap, making him shiver right then. And, he soon realized, it wasn't just the things she did to him, but the things he did to her, that had him completely under her spell. That hitched breath, as his hand stroked up her thigh, sent shivers down his spine, as her kisses imprinted itself on his mind, causing him to close his eyes for a moment, clenching his teeth together with another shaking inhale of air through the nose.

She was playing him like an instrument, and she seemed the know that she could. That she was doing it. For a moment, Casper felt fearful for just how much she could've controlled him. That fear, however, subsided, when he remembered that sweet, timid look, when he complimented her. They both had weapons against each other, in this playful battle of control. He knew he could make her just as shaky as she could him. That he could turn it right around, if he so wished. He knew he wouldn't always want to, however. He loved this. Melting under her tease. The warmth. That sweet, burning sensation her lips left behind as they moved on to new ventures on his neck. He'd tilted his head slightly, allowing her more space, even as he suggested they should get on with the game, to not lose it entirely. He wasn't sure he wanted this back and forth to end, but he also didn't want her to stop what she was doing.

Maybe I should stop then.

A disgruntled groan escaped him, chuckling a single time at that suggestion. Probably the last thing he wanted her to do right now. He looked to her with a small smirk, slowly dimming to an affectionate smile, as she inched closer to him. There was a visible gulp on his side, just before their noses met, causing him to chuckle a single time, nudging his nose back. The hand on her thigh tightened it's grip slightly, thumb caressing her skin.
He looked down to the bowl, then the cup of coffee in his hand. For a second, he looked for solutions, then just turned his eyes up to her, smirking as she agreed to pick out a card. The hand on her thigh made sure she wouldn't move far as she reached for a card, even if she'd wanted to. He wanted her to stay. Right where she was.

Looking down to his card, his lips slowly grew into a smirk as well, as she smirked down to him. Biting lightly at his gum, the edge of his lips pulling in with the effort, before he sat up slightly. With her revealing herself with her arms out, he moved closer to it, his face approaching her's. For a moment, he seemed like he was going to skip the 'chicken' part of her game, entirely. His eyes drifted from hers, down to her lips, and back, until she could almost feel his breath with how close he was. Just as she had.
Rather than touching noses, however, he started bending his back, lowering himself and tilting his head. As he did, his hand finally left her thigh, reaching up towards her chest instead. Almost in a careful manner, two fingers rested on her skin, just where her chest curved down to her breast. The two fingers lightly nudged the cloth aside, revealing that curve more prominently, as his lips approached. His warm breath would be the first to meet her skin, as he paused, inches away, exhaling in a breathy sigh, heating up her skin.

He pulled his lips in to meet his tongue, making them just a little softer, and wet, before they inched the rest of the way, passionately kissing that curve. Even if she'd already pulled back a bit, his lips would find her skin, leaning forward if he had to. He wasn't quick to pull back, his lips kissing several times before leaning back, slightly, to look back up to her face, small grin on his lips.
For a moment, he wasn't sure how exactly they were meant to play the game. If he was just supposed to keep kissing, and her part of calling out, would just be to move away? Or, if they were meant to take turns.
It was only a moments confusion, however. He wasn't pulling away, to give her a chance to kiss back. To tantalize him, as she'd already been doing. Now, it was his turn. His fingers pulled up, to lightly nudge the thread over he chest, allowing him to kiss his way further up, before the fingers could leave, and let his lips do the work.
From that point, he would no longer haunt her, should she pull back. If she did, he would lead back, and grin his victory away. Was it entirely fair, making the very first kisses rather intimate? Some would say, just as intimate as the lips? Possibly not. But both of them, were far beyond playing fair, at this point.

If she did not recoil, his lips would continue, leaving a trail of warm kisses on their way up her neck. His kisses weren't just gentle grazes, at this point, but pushed her slightly back with each impact, lips nibbling at the curve of her neck as he reached it. His fingers had moved up, stroking her beautiful hair out of the way, as his kisses continued up her jawline, all the way to her chin, before reaching their final destination. If she had not yet pulled away, his eyes focused onto her's, his lips curving an affectionate smile, filled with all of the charisma and charm he could muster, before his lips lead in to meet hers. Grant her that wish she'd made earlier. Feeling his lips, meet hers.
He did not seem as inexperienced as he'd sounded, easily finding a rhythm with her lips, if she still did not pull back. While he was indeed rather in-experienced and hadn't kissed a partner for several years, he'd been told by past partners, that he had a knack for it. There was the bitter-sweet taste of coffee on his lips, as he kissed her, finally getting punctuation on that question. What their lips would taste like.

If, however, she pulled back, and hesitated, in the last second, and also changed her mind and lead back in to kiss him anyway, Casper would stick to the rules of the game, with a wicked, playful grin on his lips.

 

[Dimples]

I can safely say, that feeling is mutual.

Her stare caught his, widened eyes studying his expression for signs of teasing her. The way he had said it made it seemed like he really meant it, as if he was really interested in her, an interest that wasn’t just physical, an interest she so wanted him to feel for her. Ashe’s lips parted, the words almost slipping from her lips, about to question if he might have had an interest in her in a romantic way, if he might actually consider… being with her. However, she didn’t ask. Instead, her lips curled into a smile and changed the subject back to the game.

Hearing his groan to her suggestion only made her giggle against his flesh before pulling away to look into his eyes. It was obvious he was fighting a battle from within himself. She knew he didn’t want her to stop. It was amusing, riling him up and watching him try his best to hold himself back. Still, the reason he felt he had to hold back eluded her. Did he really like the game that much or was there something else to it? Whatever it was, it just made her want to push him so far he couldn’t hold back any longer. Still, there was a part of her that suspected if he really got serious, she would be in trouble.

Ashe noticed Casper tense as she came closer, though, it almost seemed as if he tensed in anticipation for her lips to touch his, as if he was eager for the contact. Could she be imagining things? If she knew for sure that was how he felt, she may have just went ahead and done it. After all, she wanted too so bad! Then what was actually stopping her? It wasn’t like they were children. It was just a kiss. It wasn’t like she hadn’t done it before. Then, why did it seem like kissing him was the biggest deal in the world if she didn’t know how he felt? It was silly! She seemed to turn into a giggling teenage girl fawning over her first crush and unsure what to do to get his attention when she was around Casper. Though, the thing was, Ashe didn’t really see it as a bad thing. It was exciting and fun, as if she felt alive for the first time in… Well, a long time.

In the end, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She just couldn’t kiss him if it was a meaningless kiss, no matter how much she wanted it—and oh boy, did she want it. But, she wouldn’t let him off the hook that easy without teasing him a bit. So, she moved in close, as if she was going to kiss him, only to nuzzle her nose against his. Hearing him chuckle and rub his nose back, melted her heart, causing her to giggle softly and pull back and stare at him, admiring him for a moment. They had to get back to the game, or else she wouldn’t be able to hold herself back. Especially by the way he gripped her thigh, caressing her sensitive skin, causing a shiver to run down her spine. It was obvious he had no intention of moving his hand when he looked between his hand on her thigh and the hand holding his coffee, and if she was being honest, she was in no hurry for him to remove it. So, she offered to pull the card for him.

When she did, revealing it to the both of them, a mixture of panic and excitement exploded within her, though she hid it behind a smirk and played it off with her playful nature. She was of course excited, but nervous, knowing this would give him the perfect opportunity to tease her and get his revenge for all she had done to him so far. Still, she was competitive, and had no intention of losing the game of chicken. So, she held her arms out, allowing him to choose a part of her body to begin at, just as the card had suggested. However, Casper locked eyes with her, moving closer and closer, faces so close she could feel the heat of his breath against her lips. Was he going to just kiss her?

Her eyes widened, never once leaving his as her lips parted in anticipation, watching as his eyes darted from her own, to her lips, causing her to hold her breath as she waited. Impatiently. However, his lips didn’t touch hers. Instead, he began to move his face lower, releasing her thigh as his hands caught the cloth of her dress and moved it aside before the heat of his breath teased the curve of her breast. Finally, she released the air from her lungs in a ragged breath as she slowly lowered her arms to fall limp at her sides, her chest rising and falling with her deepened breathing. His lips hadn’t even touched her, and he already had her heart racing.

Then, his lips finally met her breast and it was like electricity jolted through every nerve in her body in a sudden surge of pleasure. Her breath hitched and her body flinch back, pulling away slightly. Fuck… She had just lost! She was the first to chicken out. However, it was almost as if Casper hadn’t noticed, or, did he not care? When Ashe pulled away, his body only leaned forward, causing his lips to press firmer against her flesh. A soft moan slipped from her lips as her hand reached up to tangle in the locks of his hair, her head leaning to the side as her eyes closed. He had completely taken control of her body, even if he knew it or not, she would do just about anything he would’ve asked her to do in that moment. She was sure of it, the moisture between her thighs being proof enough.

The more his lips trailed up her body, her breathing became uneven. She tried to hold her desire back, tried to not show any reaction, but it was no use. Her body wouldn’t listen. It was calling out to him, begging him to touch her, begging him to take her. Why did Casper make her react like this? It was as if she had no control over herself around him.

His lips met the space behind her ear and her breath hitched again, her body flinching slightly back. However, this time, instead of him continuing on, Casper pulled back, staring at her with a smug smile of victory as she looked back at him, a panting mess. Her fingers left his hair and fell to her lap in defeat as she narrowed her eyes at him. “You are evil…” Sighing, she rolled her eyes playfully. “Alright, alright. You win that one there’s no denying it.” She chuckled, shifting a bit on his lap, trying to ignore the uncomfortable heat radiating from her core. A bright blush to her cheeks, she put her hand in the bowl, trying to move on to the game and changing the subject, embarrassed. “My turn then, huh?”

“Are you interested in me romantically?”

Of course, she would be the one to get this card. Damn it, and she thought she was embarrassed already… Clearing her throat, she revealed it to him instead of saying it out loud. Taking a deep breath, as if preparing herself, she glanced up at him, then dipping her head coyly, her hair falling over her face as she stared at his chest. Finally, she spoke, her voice soft, and obviously nervous. “I-I am.” She peeked up at him for a brief moment then back at his chest. “I mean, I know we just actually met, but I’ve been interested in you for a while, and now that I’ve actually had a chance to talk to you, get to know you a bit… I ‘ve realized… You make me feel… Nice… Alive… And I like that… I… Like you. And, I want to… Um, well, I’ve considered the thought of being romantically involved with you.” Her eyes darted up as she waved her hands in front of her nervously, “I-I mean, it was just a thought, of course! We have just met so I’m sure you want to get to know me better first. I am completely fine with friends, or whatever! I was—” She gulped, her face bright red as she turned her gaze to the side and away from his, “Just answering the question. Nothing more.”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

He caught on to the widened eyes, after his revealing words. There was... An interest there. An interest, that had his mind twirling for a moment. What if? What if they became an item? They'd never find anyone, who shared as much in common with them, as they did. They could spend the worst of nights together, making everything more bearable, right? This sense of loneliness, that'd started nagging at him, could be combated.
There were many reasons to consider each other a pair, and. He honestly couldn't think of many downsides, if they really could get along swimmingly. They were like apples off the same branch, so far, so would it be so hard to imagine? Casper didn't think so. Casper liked, not thinking so.

The sounds Ashe could make brought Casper more joy than he would admit. Well, so far, at least. Her giggles brought him joy, and seeing her look at him with the same girlish joy as the sound suggested? A great feeling. Casper had always been sensitive and reactive to audio ques, but never quite this much. She brought him vibes, he never really felt before. He felt like he'd been in love before, and this? This felt a lot like that, just. Stronger. And stranger, due to the sudden nature of it. How was he falling this quickly for her? Was he even falling this quickly for her, or was it just a sudden fluke? He wanted to know this. He wanted to try. To see, if it couldn't be more than that. More than just the excitement, and heat in the moment.

As Casper leaned in, he could see the heated excitement in Ashe's eyes. See the interest. As he'd predicted, she wanted him to kiss her. She probably wanted to do so, already when she'd leaned in close herself. He wanted to do so too, of course but wasn't going to ruin the game now. While Casper wasn't usually particularly competitive, he felt like Ashe was. So... He wasn't going to go easy on her. Like, he was never going to give her a petty victory in games. He was going to be playfully competitive with her, because it was all too fun to see her squirm when she lost...

Hearing her breath grow ragged, and then hitch as she flinched backward, Casper simply grinned, as he moved with her, not allow the initial fright to make her lose. No, he wanted a little bit more. Wanted to give a bit more back, from what she'd served. And, he got to and was oh so heavily rewarded. That sweet, delightful moan, caused a shiver through Casper's body, only empowered by those fingers stroking through his hair. It caused him to exhale in a ragged breath against her chest, as his hand moved from her skin. It didn't go far, however, but moved to her side, fingers gently, but still with a firm undertone clinging to her, urging her to stay. For a second, he was sure he could feel her body moving exactly to his tune, suggesting he'd caused her to melt into the sensation. Spellbound her. A strange sense of pride ran through him at that moment, but as always, it was quickly quelled by his humility.

And there it was... His victory. She flinched back as he kissed just by her ear, his lips immediately smirking as he leaned back, not allowing her any more excitement, for now. From what he saw, he'd gotten just enough in there, to leave her quite a mess. He bit gently at his lower lip, his smile dropping into a more affectionate, warm smirk as she complained at his wickedness.
"You reap, as you sow..." He winked a single time, chuckling as she gave him the victory. To him, his victory was two-fold. He felt like he'd managed to make her flinch, as the game asked, but also that he'd gotten her even warmer. Excited. Served her right! Since the very first card, he'd had his self-control at its limit...

He watched her pick up her next card, causing him to raise a brow as she cleared her throat. He took a sip from his coffee just as she turned the card around to reveal it, causing him to hum softly as he drank. Swallowing, he chuckled a single time, a warm smile on his lips as he tilted his head the other way. She sure brought that one upon herself. Almost a playfully poetic justice about it, that he wasn't forced to answer such a question, but it got turned around to her, after all of this heated back and forth. He remained quite, however, letting her build the courage to answer. Excitement rose in that moment, and his smile turned into more of a thoughtful, obviously hopeful smile. He so wanted her to answer, but part of him wanted to tell her, that she didn't have to. She really didn't. But...

I am...

Casper blinked a few times, needing a moment to get to grips with what she'd just admitted. Again, the damn hair was doing that thing, which caused his body to shiver slightly. The way she coyly looked down to his chest, and only back up to his eyes for seconds at a time, had his heart in a tissy, as much as his body was. As she continued, it was clear that admitting this was quite overwhelming, and more than a little embarrassing, but Casper tried his best to look comforting, his hand back to her thigh, giving it a gentle stroke. He gulped as she did, watching her face heating up like a lantern, before he finally started moving his hands.
"Ashe, Ashe, d..." He moved his hands towards hers, like he wanted to take them, realizing he still had the coffee in his hand. He grunted slightly, looking from side to side, before leaning close up against her body. Doing so, his free arm wrapped around her body, hugging her close for a moment as he bent her backwards a bit, so he could lean forward and place the cup on the table behind her.

Sitting back, he looked up to her with a warm smile, his hand having stroked from her back, to her's, both his hands now embracing her's to calm them down. Also, to have another chance to stroke her skin, his thumbs soon doing just that, over the back of her hand.
"Easy, Ashe... If you're afraid that you're going to scare me away with this, let me put that to rest." He chuckled lightly, looking up to her eyes. He cleared his throat lightly, sighing through his nose, as he shrugged his shoulders. "We're. Both adults? And. We might've just met, but. I've already felt more connected with you, than most people I've met. And... And, I mean, no one's proclaiming anything like 'Love' yet, but. Maybe... Considering a romance, and. Learning more about each other through it?" He was starting to mumble slightly, words not coming off quite as well as he'd wanted them in his head. He cleared his throat lightly, giving her hands a gentle tap with his thumbs. "What. I am trying to say, is... Is that my answer would've been the same. Had I picked that card. You. Bring a better me out of me, if... That even makes any sense. And. I'd like to learn more about him. But. Mostly, more about you. So, yeah. Maybe we can give that a try." He finally suggested, his smile growing a warm heaviness to it, as he sighed softly.

He breathed in heavily, realizing he hadn't done much breathing through that, before clearing his throat, face having heated up a bit again, showing a tint of red as he stretched his neck.
"Okay, let's... Let's continue the game. See if we can't pick something a bit... Lighter. Gotten heavy enough for a moment there, r... Right?" As he spoke, he'd been picking up a card, unfolding it with one hand, the smile on his face suddenly dropping as he read it, well out of her view. His eyes widened immediately, as his hand quickly crumbled the card between his fingers, and then tossed it over his shoulder.
"Nnnope... Nope, nope, game definitely disagreed, so, how about a short break from game?" He suggested with a chuckle, face lighting up like a lantern even brighter, as he picked up the bowl of cards, reaching it past Ashe in order to let it drop to the floor in front of the couch. The plastic bowl bumped against the ground, but landed upright, as he leaned back onto the couch, clearing his throat nervously, hands landing back on her thighs, thumbs tapping a single time against them.

Sitting back, his eyes moved up to her's once again, face completely flustered for a moment. Looking at her, however, his breathing slowly calmed, but became heavier. A single, ragged and heavy breath was inhaled through his nose, as he sucked a bit of his lower lip between his teeth, biting it for a moment before pressing both together. There was a smoldering ember behind his glance, as he seemed to brace himself, and gulp.

"Arouse me."

The card had requested... Was that such a bad idea? Had he not already done that, a bit? She'd sure done that to him, he liked to think he'd done the same? Didn't need to go any further right now? They could take a moment to just rest, and chat about... About something?
Then again, what the hell were they going to idly chat about now? Kittens? No, both of them had embers burning in their loins, and butterflies in their stomachs. They were smitten, and trying to lead them down any other road, was surely a waste of time. They weren't untangling from this passion-spangled mess any time soon...

"Then again... Maybe. One last card?" He suggested, the grip on her thighs growing a little firmer for a second, as he braced himself with a soft sigh, gulping. "You've... Gotta trust me a bit on this one, though. Hope you can do that? Remember what I said at the beginning? That I wasn't going to hold anything back?" He questioned, giving her a moment to contemplate both of those questions. If she didn't recoil... If she didn't hesitate, or tell him not to go through with whatever his devious mind had planned, he'd get straight to it, even though he, himself, was a bit afraid of what he was about to do. Afraid, mostly, of messing it up.

His hands moved from her thighs and up to her waist, rather suddenly. Taking a slightly firmer grip, he lifted her from his lap, and spun her around to his side. He tossed her onto the couch, on her back, as he crawled up to his hands and knees on it, raised above her, looking down with an excited smile. He gave her a moment. Once again, a chance to push him back. To stop him in what he was doing. And, again, if she didn't, he continued.
Still between her legs, as he had been when she stradled him, he slowly crawled down the couch, away from Ashe, but not completely off. He remained over her, for a moment, almost like a predator, he kept his eyes focused on her. Placing a hand on her left thigh, he gently lead it to spread a bit wider, before tracing his hand up her warm skin, the feeling causing him to shiver once again.

The hairs on his neck rose, as he realized what he was really doing. The excitement. The fire. He was already too close, being burned by it, but he had no intention of stopping now. Not, if she did not request it. He wanted to do, exactly what the card had requested. Exactly what they both wanted, he was sure. As his hand traced up, he leaned himself down as well, his nose slowly stroking up her inner thigh as well, lips peaking out to give her gentle little pecks along the sensitive skin. As his hand traveled, it reached her dress, having probably flowed up a bit with the 'toss' in the first place, but even still, the hand didn't stay on the outside. Instead, it crawled bellow her dress, slowly leading it upwards, as he continued exploring her body.

As his hand continued, his fingertips finally reached the waistline of her panties. Fingers played lightly at the fabric, before one moved bellow, pulling out at the fabric, teasing it, but not making any attempts to pull either upwards, or down. Just, played.
As his hand did so, his lips continued, up until the very point that he could smell, and almost feel the heat radiating from her core. There, he moved his lips closer, opening up to make way for his teeth, nibbling lightly at first, then just a little harder, and then light again, at that sensitive skin. Being this close, for a moment, his eyes definitely noticed the effects his actions had on her earlier. It caused him to grin slightly, as his teeth nibbled one more time, before looking up towards her with a passionate glint in his eyes.

Finally, he raised his head, his hand letting go of her panties, to lead her dress a little higher, revealing them entirely. His head leaned back down, teeth finding the hem of her panties around her abdomen. Gripping them, he pulled up at them, looking back down to Ashe's face as he grinned, letting the string of the underwear pull slightly at her body, before lowering his head again, letting go of them closer to not let the slap from the string hurt. Finally, he kissed her stomach, raising himself back up, looking down to her with a wink.
"Aroused yet?" He audibly revealed the card, figuring she'd probably already figured that part out. He kept looking down to her with that smoldering look in his eyes, wanting to hear her say it, even though he had the proof right bellow him.

In his mind, Casper had to admit that he'd run completely off of something similar he'd done in a story before. Or, rather, something he'd written a braver, more worldy version of himself do... He didn't mind admitting this to himself, however. Being able to do this, in person? It was intoxicating. And, it revealed to him, just how good Ashe's company had been to him. He felt invigorated. He felt brave. He felt... Infatuated.

 

[Dimples]

The way he took his bottom lip between his teeth, smiling at her, did little to help her calm down. Hell, she doubted she could calm down at all even if she sat on the other end of the couch! But, here she was, in a position that only made her want to sink her teeth into him. She wanted him. She wanted him all to herself. And she wanted everyone to know it. Damn it. This was bad. He really did a number on her this time. If she didn’t leave soon, she didn’t know if she could hold back any longer. The only problem? Ashe didn’t want to leave. Not because he aroused her, but because she genuinely enjoyed his company. Even if they just sat there, only talking, she knew she would still be the happiest girl in the world.

You reap, as you sow…

It took her a moment to leave her thoughts and process what he had said, watching him wink at her. She laughed, lightly pushing her palm into his chest, gently shoving him back against the sofa playfully, shaking her head. “Yeeeah, Yeeah. I’ll get you back. Don’t worry.” After what he had done to her, she would have to stop pulling back her punches now. Still, as she reached into the bowl, she found her hand trembling slightly, nervous for what was to come, what fate would ask her to do, and for good reason when it smacked her right in the face with a powerful left hook. Of course, one of her own questions that was supposed to be for him got pulled from her.

Ashe considered not even answering. After all, they had said in the beginning of the game that they didn’t have to if they didn’t want too. It wasn’t exactly that she didn’t want to, it was the fear of what would happen if she did. What if he didn’t feel that way? What would he think? What would he do? And just when she thought she had made up her mind to not answer, she peeked up and caught sight of that hopeful smile, as if waiting to hear what she had to say, as if wanting to hear a specific answer. Was she allowed to think he wanted to hear her say she liked him? Was she allowed to be hopeful that he liked her too? Well, damn it. She would never know unless she said something, and this gave her the best opportunity.

As she began to speak, things didn’t go as planned. She began to ramble like an idiot, making a fool out of herself. God, she was so embarrassed! Only when he spoke her name, repeating it a second time, did she finally look his way, watching as he tried to figure out what to do with his coffee. Suddenly her wrapped his arm around her and pulled her body against his as he leaned forward to set the mug down. Instinctively, her arms wrapped under his arms to hook his shoulders to grip as she was pulled backward. She found her face drawing into the crane of his neck, allowing her to admire his scent, bringing a smile to her face.

Finally, he pulled back. Reluctantly, Ashe pulled back as well, sitting up and looking back at him as he took her hands, her heart racing as she waiting for what he had to say to her little confession. Soon, he told her she wasn’t going to scare him off, saying how he felt connected to her and how if he picked that card he would’ve said the same thing, saying how they could maybe give it a try. Slowly, she exhaled the breath she apparently had been holding in her lungs as she stared at him with widened eyes. Wait, maybe give it a try? What did that mean? Did that mean he was interested in dating but not yet, or were they officially dating now? She didn’t understand! And she wanted to know! But, after that overwhelming confession, she couldn’t bring herself to ask, and she hated herself for it. Instead, she only smiled. “Y-Yeah.” Coward.

Soon, Casper suggested they got back to the game, and she couldn’t be happier to do just that and move on. However, when he picked up his card and read it, his expression changed into what seemed like almost panic. He didn’t show her the card, and just when she leaned forward to try to read it, he crumpled the paper and threw it over his shoulder. “Hey! What did it say?!” Instead of an answer, he only stared on a rant about how the card disagreed and how they should take a small break from the game. She glanced over at him with an arched brow, amused. “That bad, huh?” Chuckling, she nodded. “Alright. A break then.” As he sat back, she reached her arm into the air, arching her back into a stretch there on his lap before relaxing again, staring down at him with a smile.

He was doing it again, biting his lip the way that made her body shiver. However, it wasn’t just that. It was the way he looked at her, as if he had a heated passion, a need behind his gaze. It took her breath away and she found that all she could do was stare in anticipation for what was to come next. What was running through his mind right now?

Then again... Maybe. One last card?

Casper’s hands gripped her thighs and excitement jolted through her as she sighed, her eyes never leaving his as he told her she had to trust him and thet he wasn’t going to hold back. With a lustful stare, she nodded once, biting her lip, never saying a word. Soon, his hands moved up her body to her waist, and before she knew it he had shifted her from his lap, to laying back on the sofa, looking up at him. Gasping out for the suddenness of it, she stared up at him with wide eyes, those eyes only seemingly to burn even hotter as he looked down at her. She didn’t stop him. No, there was no way she could. Not now, not ever.

His smile was so contagious, and soon, she found herself smiling up at him. She couldn’t hold herself back any longer, she had to touch him. Her hands fell upon his chest, one hand trailing up his body, over his shoulder, past his neck and into his hair, as her other hand sprawled out across his chest. It took every ounce of will power she had to not pull him to her and kiss him, to allow her hand to explore every part of him like she really wanted too. But, she still had no idea what he was doing, what the card had said, and before anything else, she wanted to find out.

Soon, he began to crawl down her body. Her eyes widened, burning into his locked stare as he reached between her thighs, her hand finally leaving his hair to fall at her side. What… Was he doing? What card asked for… This? His hand touched her thigh, guiding it open before tracing her sensitive skin, causing her thigh to tremble slightly, her breath hitching as her hand rose above her head to grip at the cushion above her. If this was some test to see if she would stop him, she wouldn’t lose this time, she would make sure of that. Even if she had to make sure to restrain herself! There was no way she was going to tell him to stop now…

It seemed he had no intention of stopping either. His hand traced further up her thigh, his head dipping down to allow his lips to meet her inner thigh. She gasped softly, finally looking away as she flung her head back slightly. She was so sensitive! Every kiss, every caress sent jolts of electricity through her, shudders through her body, causing her core to pulsate with need, and the closer he inched his lips to her core, the more she thought she couldn’t take it.

Her breathing was heavy, and deep as his hand reached under her dress to glide a finger under the hem of her panties. God… Maybe she wasn’t going to pay him back after all. She doubted she could make him feel what she was feeling right now. There was no way she could drive him this crazy, right? Soon, her thighs began to spread wider unconsciously the closer his lips got to her pussy. God, she wanted him to keep going so bad. So bad. Then, his teeth bit down on her flesh and she moaned out, her hips squirming under him as her back arched up slightly. He bit down again. This time a whimper escaped her. She knew he was teasing her. She didn’t want to be teased anymore. She was done with this game, she wanted him, needed him so bad it hurt!

She still had no idea what his card was, and at this point, she didn’t give a damn about it. When he raised his head, her eyes finally met his, her breasts rising and falling to her quickened breathing as she watched him rise her dress above her navel, exposing her panties. She knew they must be moist from her arousal by now, she knew he must have noticed what he had been doing to her all night. But, she didn’t care anymore. She wanted him to know, wanted him to see the proof. However, the moment he rose his face to take her panties in his mouth she was starting to rethink that thought. Fuck… How was he so damn sexy? She whimpered out again, pleading, “C-Casper…” Her voice airy, breathless as she watched him release her panties and snap it back to her skin.

Aroused yet?

Her eyes grew wide, lips parted in surprise. He just had to pick that card, huh? Still, he didn’t have to do all this to arouse her and he knew that! If he thought he was going to just stop there and leave her burning like this, he was wrong. Not after he had just lit this smoldering flame within her. Her expression seemed to change, one of determination, her eyes full of heat and passion as she stared down at him. Slowly, she sat up and reached down, gripping his shirt and dragging him up her body so he was hovering over her again. Finally, she spoke, her voice seductive. “Very…” And before he could say anything else, before he could protest, she pulled him close, locking her lips to his, moaning against them the moment they made contact.

Ashe had waited for this all night, and knew it would be amazing, but, it felt so much better than what she had imagined. The moment her lips met his, she was lost, and there was no way to control herself anymore. Her lips parted, her tongue slipping between his lips and dancing with his tongue. The passion was intense and it was hard to breathe, hard to think. Still, there was a lingering thought in the back of her mind. What were they? What was this? She now knew he liked her too. But… Were they dating? If they weren’t, then was this just some fling? She didn’t like that idea. She didn’t want this to be a fling, not with him. He was too special.

Soon, she pulled away, only to replace her lips to his neck trailing it to his ear, “I want to be yours, Casper.” Slowly she pulled back, looking into his eyes, “Do you want to be mine too?” She questioned. Biting her lip, her hand fell upon his chest, fingertips tracing up and down his abdomen, the fire burning in her eyes obvious as she stared at him, obvious that she wanted him so bad, obvious that it took so much to hold herself back. “I don’t want to stop.” She chuckled, a breathless chuckle. “You have no idea how bad I don’t want this to stop. But…” Her eyes looked into his, “I don’t want this to be some fling between us. I want to be with you.” She chewed on her bottom lip. “Tell me you’ll be with me and I’ll give myself to you… I... Want you so bad.”

 

[GrinningGentleman]

Casper wasn't entirely sure his words got in, the way he'd hoped they would. That careful smile, and even more so her words, suggested she took his careful approach as hesitance. He didn't feel hesitant, and didn't mean to make it sound like it, but. It seemed that she was being careful, with how she admitted her interest, so he sought to do the same. Perhaps take it slow, in some sense of the word. Even though they were currently riled up way more than being 'careful' should allow... Even less the thoughts running through his mind, upon picking up that card. He chuckled lightly with her complaints, and gulped as she questioned how bad the card was. It wasn't. It was great... He just wasn't sure, at first, if he could act on it. But as he stared at her, feeling the excitement grow, seeing the breathless anticipation in Ashe's face... How could he not.

Again, more of those sound she so delighted in, as his hands squeezed her thighs. He needed more. Tossing her to the couch, with her nodded, silent agreement, he couldn't contain a soft chuckle. He had to let something out, the tension inside him. He breathed in, raggedly, as he felt her hands starting to explore, his own body heating up with the intimate attention, riling him up even more for what he was going to do. He had to bite his lower lip gently, seeing the urge to kiss him in Ashe's lustful gaze. No... Not now. If she did, he wouldn't be able to do what he was thinking. What he longed to. Instead, he put his 'plan' in motion, crawling down her body, leaving her hands behind. She'd have other chances to touch him. Right now, it was his turn!

As her breath hitched, his fingers took a moments firmer grip on her soft skin, marking his hands' presence more prominently, as it continued to travel up her thigh, making sure she wouldn't press her legs together. His lips started their dance up her inner thigh, eyes looking up her body most of the time, to watch her chest heave with her gasped breaths. He smiled against her thigh as he kissed it again, watching her forced to toss her head back with the tension. She was incredibly sensitive, clearly. What he sought to do, was clearly working. He was driving her crazy, making her squirm and squeal as his teeth found that soft skin. He had to take a ragged breath through his nose, his own body shivering with the excitement as a low growl escaped him, pressing his face a bit firmer against her skin, spreading her leg a bit more, as he bit down one more time.

Oh that whimper... Having heard it now, he would give his left hand to hear it again. Needy. Desperate. Seedy... Such a wonderfully displaying how much she wanted him. It was more than a little flattering. Knowing, he could make her cry out so desperately for him to continue. To stop teasing. Not yet. He wasn't going to stop quite yet. As he raised his head, looking up to her eyes that'd now drawn back down towards him, her breast's heaving with her deep, ragged breath, as he reached further for her panties. Passing over her core, his body shivered again. Her scent... It wasn't anything like the joking suggestion, that it could be unpleasant. No, they were both so riled up, that their natural scents were entirely euphoric. It made it hard not to go straight for her pussy as he passed y, even more so as he noticed just how wet he'd gotten her. Still, he managed to aim for the hem of her panties instead, biting down to pull her up from the couch, and then put her back down again, letting the fabric tighten a bit around her crotch in the process.

The way she panted his name made him smirk slightly, panties still between his teeth, before letting them slap back onto her skin, a little higher than he'd originally intended. He bit lightly at his lip, seeing that heated passion in Ashe's eyes, causing him to gulp silently. It was only helping to light his even brighter, as she sat up, dragging him towards her. He complied, without a second thought, crawling up the couch to rise above her, crawling between her legs more closely in the process. Heated, affectionate passion gazed back down at her, as she looked for her words in the bubbling mess of things, until she finally unleashed it in a single word. The sultry tone of her voice gave hint towards her action, and sent burning shivers down his spine, just before their lips met.

Casper groaned with a deep need against her lips, as his body lowered slightly above her, leaning himself fully into the passionate kiss. Doing so, he went to his elbows, one hand grasping her waist to push their bodies together, as his fingers dug into her sides with a demanding need for closure. He eagerly moaned back, parting his own lips to envelop his tongue with her's. Casper clearly wasn't the most experienced 'Kisser', but there was an eager passion in his lips and tongue, as he joined her dance. His hand stroked down, moving back bellow her dress to meet skin again, needing that warm, pleasant feeling of her against him again. In the heat of the moment, his hand reached down to her rear, squeezing it in an eager, heated and firm grasp, pulling her abdomen against his, letting her feel his own excitement in the shape of a bulge in his comfortable, lose pyjamas.

Casper had to take a deep breath when their lips finally let off, panting with the easing passion, giving them both a moment to breathe. He leaned down to her as well, kissing eagerly at her neck, pressing her face against it as she spoke again. His breath breath hitched, pausing for a moment, as she bled out her eager words. He looked back down to her, as she continued, gulping with the deep emotions behind her words. He shivered lightly, feeling her hands explore his chest and down his abdomen, biting lightly at his gums as he let her continue.
Finally exhaling, he took in a deep breath as she asked for him again, unable to stop chuckling a single time as he shook his head.
"Damn it, Ashe. I've been yours, all evening." He admitted, leaning his forehead down against her's, looking deeply into her eyes with that same burning passion. "We've just both been too shy. Too careful. Too confused to see it. I'm entirely yours... You've got me. Entirely entranced. First by your looks. Then by your charms. Then your personality." He admitted, nuzzling his nose against hers, another heated breath against her lips. "And, you've been driving me absolutely crazy... I want you... I've never wanted anything so badly." He admitted, leaning down to kiss his way down her cheek and jaw, nudging her face to make sure she wouldn't stop him with a kiss of her own. He wanted something, and he felt a shiver in anticipation, grinning as he approached her neck. Reaching it, his teeth came out again, biting between her neck and shoulder, a little harder than he might've intended, and definitely hard enough to leave a mark behind as he grinned. His head came back to her's, quickly, lips moving close to her ear, breathing heavily against it.
"You're mine..." He growled with a lustful, and mischievously playful tone, before moving back up to kiss her lips passionately, but only for a moment, before kissing back down her neck again. He wasn't going to give her a chance to retaliate on that right away.

Instead, his kissed his way back down her neck, as his hand came up her body as well. Kissing down to her chest, his hand pulled at the fabric of her dress, revealing more of her breast. His lips quickly kissed the soft curve exposed by his hands demanding actions, lips nibbling the soft skin as it heaved with her breath. He pushed her down with his kisses, as his fingers tightened and pulled at the cloth of her dress, almost threatening to rip it, but not quite going there. Instead, he looked up, grinning as he crawled down her body again, pulling up her dress to reveal more of her body. Doing so, he kissed down to her navel, only to continue further, kissing the sensitive skin of her stomach, all the way to her panties once more.

Being back, he fully intended to repeat what he was doing, but take it further. Not stop for the game. Not being stopped by her. Instead, his hands moved her thighs a little closer together, only to allow his fingers to grasp her panties, and yank them down. Not all the way. Not even all the way down her thighs. He was going to make sure the panties did so that she could spread her legs to release any tension, as he went straight back down, his lips meeting with the newly revealed wet folds. Kissing and nipping on the sensitive curves of her pussy, his reveled in the taste, looking up to see her reactions as he grinned, tongue peeking out to find her clitoral hood, trying to find that most sensitive little spot.

 

[Dimples]

Ashe stared down at him, her panties between his teeth as he pulled at the fabric, lifting her hips up slightly and tightening the moistened fabric to press into and form around the lips of her pussy, soaking up even more of her juices. After all the teasing she had done to him earlier, perhaps Ashe had this coming. Still, she honestly didn’t think Casper would be so… forward about it. The girl had suspected he had been holding back, that she would regret it if she pushed him too far, and here she was now, desperate as she tried to catch her breath, pleading for him to stop teasing her. And yet, he only smirked up at her, the fabric of her panties still lodged between his teeth. God. He was a devil. A devil that disguised himself as a timid man to get her to open up before he began to seduce her and drive her insane.

She loved it.

If he really was a devil, she would gladly give him her soul. She had never felt so excited, so sensitive, so alive. It was addicting, and she didn’t plan on it ending now, even as Casper snapped her panties against her skin and revealed what was on the card. No. He had done this to her, and he was going to take responsibility for it, even if she had to be a bit more convincing. However, it didn’t seem like she had to persuade him at all. The moment Ashe gripped his shirt, he shifted on top of her with no resistance, and as she admitted her arousal and finally, tasted his lips, it was as if the bounds of his chains that held him back were finally unlocked.

That groan. There were no words to properly express how much she loved it. Maybe he wasn’t a devil, because the sounds he could make were absolutely heavenly and sent her body soaring. The only thing that seemed to keep her grounded was his body pressed against her, and soon he lowered himself even closer against her, trapping her there on the couch under his body as his hand wrapped around her and only drew them closer. Perhaps she wasn’t the only one who was going crazy? Maybe he wanted her just as bad as she wanted him? She hoped so.

There it was again, another one of his delicious sounds. Ashe swallowed his moan, only to respond with one of her own when he joined his tongue with hers. His kissing might not have been technical or defined, but it was eager and full of the desire he held for her, and she loved every moment of it, savoring his taste as their tongues united. Then, he grew even bolder, his hand trailing down her body and under her dress to grip her rear, pushing her hips up against him and allowing her at peek at his own arousal against her stomach. Maybe she was driving him crazy like he was her. The thought excited her and soon she was pressing her body firmer against him to get a better taste of him, moaning softly against their kiss.

Still, as much as she wanted to continue this, she had to know the truth. What were they? She wanted to make things clear, make it clear to him of what she wanted and that she didn’t want to do this if it didn’t mean anything to him, because, to her, it meant something, and she knew if she continued, things could get complicated if she had to try to hold back her feelings. It was best to stop now while there was nothing between them, instead of making things complicated. She needed to know the truth… What did he want? Ashe knew what she wanted, and she wanted it so bad. She wanted him. She wanted him to say he wanted her too, she wanted him to not stop, to keep going so bad. She just wanted to feel close to him, to hear more of those delicious sounds he makes, see his expression when he felt pleasure, watch his body react to her touch, and know all of this was because she had caused him to do, she had been the one to please him.

Still, she waited, impatiently, looked up into his eyes, a wave of worry when he exhaled only to take in another breath. She didn’t know what that meant? What did that mean? Then, he chuckled, shaking his head. Why was he laughing? She was serious!

Damn it, Ashe. I've been yours, all evening.

As he leaned his head against her, looking into her eyes, she finally sighed the breath she didn’t realize she was holding. “R-Really?” She asked, honestly a bit surprised. It was the same for her, he had captured her right away. But, she hadn’t realized she had done the same. She had no idea, and the more he spoke, telling her how he was entirely hers and how she entranced him in many ways before nuzzling his nose against her own, she felt her skin begin to heat in embarrassment. How had she not caught on? This whole time Ashe had no idea. This whole time she was so worried over nothing? She felt a wave of relief flow through her. Then, his breath hit her lips and she shuddered, the arousal kicking in full force once again, the urge to kiss him smacking her in the face. However before she could, he began to speak.

And, you've been driving me absolutely crazy... I want you... I've never wanted anything so badly.

A jolt of pleasure shot through her body, causing her breath to hitch, and just as she was about to release some on the tension by kissing him, his lips began to kiss down her face. She tried to turn to her head to kiss him, however, he nudged her face back, forcing his way down her neck until his teeth sank into her skin. Ashe gasped out, groaning softly as she tilted her head back, closing her eyes. It hurt, but it felt so good. She knew he must have bit hard enough to leave a mark, but she didn’t care. She wanted him to mark her. She wanted him to claim her body and make sure everyone knew it was his. When his head lifted from her neck to move to her ear, her eyes opened slightly, savoring the sound of his panting breaths.

You’re mine.

It was the sexiest statement she had ever heard in her entire life. She thought he had driven her crazy already, but after hearing him growl his claim into her ear, she had all but lost her mind. Her breath caught in her throat as her body shuddered, her hands gripping on his shirt as her thighs threatened to close against his hips. The throbbing of her pussy had become almost painfully uncomfortable. She needed to be touched, she needed release. God. She just needed Casper. When his lips met hers, she was eager, desperate even in his kiss. Only to whimper out when he left their kiss brief and pulled away to kiss down her neck again. Damn it. She couldn’t take much more of this. It was official he was a devil.

He began to kiss down her breast, roughly pulling at the fabric of her dress to expose more skin as his lips moved lower. She panted out, her breasts rising and falling, pressing firmer against his mouth every time she took a deep ragged breath. Then, he trailed further down, pulling her dress up as his lips touched the flesh of her stomach. Her eyes finally caught his in a wide-eyed stare of anticipation, lips parted with her panting breaths. She watched him as he trailed down between her thighs, his hand finally gripping her panties and pulling them down to expose her naked pussy, sighing softly to the sudden chill in the air.

Ashe couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed to finally be exposed like this to him. But, at this point, she didn’t care. She just wanted him to touch her and soon, he granted that wish, his head lowering between her thighs as his lips met her moist pussy for the first time. Ashe gasped in pleasure, her thighs spreading more for him. Then, his tongue met her clit and a rush of pleasure overwhelmed her. Fuck. She was so sensitive! A loud moan escaped her as she flung her head back, arching her back as her hand reached down and entangled her fingers in his hair, the other hand reaching above her head to grip the couch. It felt so good—too good. Soon, her hips began to rock, grinding against his face as she kept a firm hold of his hair, making sure he wasn’t going anywhere. Her moans began to come out more constant, growing in volume with her panting breaths. “C-Casper…” She moaned out. Her body was so sensitive, so eager for release, so ready to finally be his. “I-I’m gonna—” It was too late, she moaned out as her back arched more, her breasts rising in the air, her thighs trembling as she finally hit her climax, her juices leaking out of her pussy onto his tongue.

Soon, her trembling body began to relax and finally, she released the hold she had on his hair, letting her hand fall limp at her side as her head finally rose to look down at him over her heaving chest. The desire in her eyes still there. It was no use. Even after her climax, she was still so aroused and needed more. Slowly, she sat up on the couch, shifting to her hands and knees, her heated stare locked on to him as she crawled over to him. Her lips met his. She could still taste herself on his lips and tongue. Knowing he was tasting her even now only fueled her fire and soon, her lips trailed down his neck as her hands trailed down his chest and abdomen to the bulge in his pajamas, wrapping her hand around his girth and stroking his length through the fabric. Her lips caught his ear. “My turn.” She purred out.