Unexpected (Dijam x Gudao Master of Gacha)

[Ineson]

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Everything seemed to be a blur. Following the same pattern day end and day out, she had grown tired of the repetitiveness. There were times when she yearned for something else. Screamed on the inside that more would fill her otherwise mundane life yet nothing ever changed. It was always the same. These days, she felt as if she existed for the sake of just existing, failing to see her importance especially to him. The one person she thought would always need her as much as she needed him.
Life wasn't so simple with him. They had been together for three years having met on the crowded streets of the city, Cidade. In the beginning, everything was great. But gradually, things changed. Their first year together held excitement. Not knowing what would happen next. Those hand holding moments down to the secret kisses in public. He set fire to her world and she would do anything for him.

After the first year, Cassie was in love. No doubt about it and said it in her very own way through the smiles on her face or the hug of her body to him. But actually saying the words she found somewhat difficult. Something kept the actual words from leaving her mouth without the young woman knowing why. This was one of the reasons why they fought. Another being, and he would never admit it, his growing distance with her. In spite of everything that happened, Cassie did love her boyfriend still.

At the two year mark, that's when she began to feel drained. That even with him, their relationship fell in that same repeated pattern. One day when Cassie was at his apartment looking for the earrings she assumed to have lost there, she discovered a ring in a box among his things stored away safely. She had no idea how long he had it but one thing was for certain, he didn't seem to have any intentions of giving it to her. Even if he did, she wasn't sure she could give him an appropriate answer that would chase away his doubts and worries. That she was committed to him and him alone. After three years, they still had not moved in together nor had he mentioned anything about the ring. She didn't either. They argued quite frequently and spent more time doing other things. Even though Cassie was sure he still loved her, the damage had been done. Whether irreparable remains to be seen. Maybe she should have approached the subject of them moving in together, taking that step to fix what was broken. She considered it as she rode the subway train to the plaza, her stop. When she got on at a quarter to six, just as the last bit of sunlight was disappearing over the horizon, a whole horde of people had filed in beside the redhead.

On her homebound trip she usually took up a seat near the door but this time Cassie was forced to seek accommodations elsewhere. More precisely, the back of the car unless she wanted to stand sandwiched between other passengers playing a game of bounce when the train's movements became bumpy. Luckily, she spotted two empty faded blue seats at the back and the woman discreetly and politely made her way toward them black heels making a clicking sound as she went on her way. Occupants were in their own world playing on smartphones or otherwise engaged in the local paper even at this late hour.

No one, that she was aware of, paid attention to her which was fine. She wasn't in the best of moods after a long day at work of complaining clients. Once she navigated the sea of unknown bodies, she reached the seats firmly sitting down in the one closest to the small window where a simply darkened view of the tunnel greeted her. Tendrils of fiery red hair fell in droves reaching all the way past her shoulders. Naturally pink lips pressed together at one point opened slowly revealing pearl white teeth and to sigh. Her face was oblong and skin a radiant ivory. She had a slender body that fit perfectly into the form-fitting black dress with short splits on the sides revealing a portion of her legs when she crossed them and placed her purse in her lap with her hands on it. For the most part, the seat next to her was left abandoned and no one had come to take it. Reaching inside of her purse, she took out her phone finding one missed call and a text. From her boyfriend. It must've been ringing when she boarded and was unable to hear it. She read the text. 'Happy Anniversary, I'll make it up to you. Working late. I love you.' It was their anniversary, she nearly forgot. Not that it mattered since they wouldn't be spending it together. Just another thing to add to the lousy day, Cassie thought as her blue eyes went to the window.

 

[Gudao Master of Gacha]

A tall, lean young man got on the train with a mop of brown hair and deep hazel eyes. His name was Michael and he was a local graduate student at the university in the city. He wore a simple red polo shirt and blue jeans, it was the very stereotypical trying but not trying too hard look but he pulled it off well. The shirt clung to him just enough to show that he had some muscle beneath the fabric not it didn't cling so tightly as to be called a muscle shirt. He was bobbing his head up and down in a steady rhythm, his eyes closed. Another day of research meetings and teaching; he loved what he did but one done often bled into the next and he needed some escape on occasion, that is where the music came in. The retro drones of the synthetic music just seemed to numb his mind to the troubles of the world.

As his eyes opened though, they widened slightly as he saw a familiar sight, it was that girl that he always seemed to be bumping into on the train. He had first noticed her a few weeks ago when the semester started, it seemed like they always boarded the same train. She was beautiful and stunning in a way he found no other women to be; he had tried to piece together her life by what she wore and the expressions on her face of which she seemed to have an endless variety. He knew he had been looking at her, admiring her but on some occasion he felt that she had had her eyes on him but...was that wishful thinking?

She seemed particularly troubled today, the frown on her face looked like it might etch itself into her face permanently. As his current song ended, his body moved without thinking as he sat down next to her. His head stilled bobbed to the dying beat but her turned his head to the sight slightly, offering a curious glace and a small smile towards her. He hoped he wasn't overthinking this...he hoped whatever he had felt...that allure...he hoped she felt it too.

 

[Ineson]

She was in contemplation as she stared outside of the window. Looking back down at her phone, Cassie responded to the text. 'I understand. Work first. Don't worry. Love you too.' Immediately after she put the device up. Work was something else, placing distance between them. He always seemed to be doing more of it for the sake of the corporate world and of course them but somewhere inside her she wondered faintly if it was not only the something of work rather someone. Pushing those unwanted thoughts from her mind, the woman ran a hand through her hair turning her attention toward the various occupants. Their faces. Some conversed with one another in inaudible dialogue that she kind of wished she could hear. She wasn't smiling, that much was for sure. She could feel the downward slope of her mouth and it didn't seem to be changing anytime soon, only out of the corner of her eyes she thought she caught something red. Naturally her interest was piqued. Turning her head slightly, her eyes pinpointed the source: that guy. A stranger, yes, but he was always riding the subway too.

After a while it felt too strange to be a coincidence given out of every other person he was the one she saw the most. He was easy on the eyes, she noticed, from the first time she saw him. Strong looking obviously because his muscles were clearly seen. He was taller than her height of five seven, she was certain. Cassie liked to play a bit of a guessing game with herself once or twice to pass the time about it. She often found herself sneaking a peek at his face, his eyes, and she may have been reading too much into it but she was sure she caught his hazel eyes on her once or twice. She didn't know his name, not that she would, so he was that guy. Cassie looked elsewhere. Her phone buzzed inside her purse. She just left it alone and stared back at him. There would be nowhere for him to sit up front, the middle, and even standing would be a chore unless he was fine being cramped.

Then she remembered. There was a seat next to her. She met his eyes before turning away. It didn't take long for him to fill the space and a shiver of his warmth sent goosebumps up the woman's arms. Cassie was trying hard to stare ahead as the train began moving but her own curiosity got the best of her and she turned toward the stranger, their eyes meeting. He smiled at her and everything she felt from the day appeared to just go away. The corners of her mouth lifted and she returned his smile. For some reason, it reminded her of a time she thought had long gone. Someone looking at her, really looking at her as if she were beautiful. She tucked some hair behind her ear, her body turning toward the young man. She felt she might get lost in his eyes with how long she stared. Maybe she wanted to. Did he feel the same? She thought to herself. Was this something completely out of left field on her part or did he realize it too? "Hello." Cassie spoke afterwards, biting her bottom lip.

 

[Gudao Master of Gacha]

As he was getting ready to turn away from her, Michael felt her eyes on him and he paused, turning his head back towards her fully so he could gaze into her eyes. Hey eyes were so beautiful, all of her was beautiful in fact, stunning beyond words. It felt like his heart had stopped for a moment, his breath caught in his throat as her gaze froze him in place; a new song began to start up in his earbuds. His finger moved quickly to press the the pause button as he saw her lips move and then heard her voice.

It was angelic, and he felt his heart racing in his chest. His body began to move on its own, his hand moving to cup her cheek gently, rubbing her soft skin in the palm of his hand as his smile widened. She was smiling now, she looked much more stunning when she smiled and he felt the warmth in the pit of his stomach growing. "Hi..." He offered in return, his greeting airy, a faint breath that was carried away swiftly as his gaze shifted, he eyed her lips now...the way she bit her bottom lip was so cute and endearing.

He leaned forward, his eyes slowly fluttering closed, there was just something about her that he couldn't resist and soon his lips were pressing up against her own firmly against affectionately as his hand continued to gently rub her cheek, his other hand venturing out to find one of her own to rest upon as he laced his strong fingers together with her own.

 

[Ineson]

She could see him completely. For a moment longer than Cassie knew, it felt as if she and the stranger next to her were the only ones on the train. She shut everything out. Even the movement of the transportation. Any other person might have considered it awkward to simply stare into the eyes of someone they didn't know but it brought a feeling over the redhead she hadn't felt in a long time.

The first time being when she met Conner on those crowded streets. She was feeling desired and at the same time yearning for something she knew she shouldn't have. Still, her stomach clenched and her heart began to thud in her chest. This shouldn't be happening, Cassie was telling herself. What shouldn't happen exactly? She held her breath, lip still bitten, watchful of the young man as his hand came against cheek. Immediately, she found her eyes closing. Then her head turned into the warmth of his palm.

She just wanted to stay like this. No problems of the day or when she got home. Cassie needed something more. Opening her eyes once more, they went to his lips as he spoke. His voice reminded her of one that was sonorous. The thought crossed her mind to say something. Ask for his name. Instead, Cassie kept silent. Warmth traveled up into her cheeks giving them a slight flush. As he leaned in, she did too head tilting at the opposite angle. The distance between their faces closed. As her eyelids shut, she released her lip in time to taste his. Her hands abandoned her purse sliding down to her thighs. One slid further, eventually feeling fingers slightly bigger than her own interlocking with hers. She squeezed his palm.

At the back of her mind, sense screamed at her to stop. A kiss could be explained. More….that was something else entirely. But, they wouldn't go that far. Would they? Cassie took the kiss deeper. Almost urgent yet at the same time passionate. It would convey her want and need. She and Conner had not been intimate in months, again, work seemed to be the underlying factor. The woman's tongue emerged from her mouth, just the tip at first, running along the male's lip begging for entrance and if granted, would fill his mouth rolling along his to bring a soft moan from Cassie. Her want was evident.

She wanted him and hoped he wanted her too. As much as it hurt to let his hand go, she needed to better feel him. Impulsively, she stretched her arms outward to wrap around his neck and quickly moved to occupy his lap with both of her legs dangling outside of his and her dress hiked up a smidgen. The woman temporarily broke the kiss to push hair from her face and to stare at him again before locking their lips. Her lower body began to move slowly on him.

 

[Gudao Master of Gacha]

Michael was quickly washed away by the tide of warm pleasure and the desire that he held for this beautiful stranger. He moaned softly in the kiss, his lips parting for her so their tongues could clash inside his mouth. His own tongue eagerly pressed against her own, a lewd and torrid dance as their tongues swirled around each other. Their lips soon parted though and Michael was left panting softly as messy strands of saliva connected their lips for a brief moment as she moved to wrap her arms around his neck. He instinctively wrapped his slim but strong arms around her waist, pulling her close as she straddled him, his hands moving to rest idly on her ass.

He gazed into her as he felt the same blazing passion and desire in her that he had himself. They were just pulled so strongly to each other and soon their lips were clashing against each others in another deep and passionate kiss. This time it was Michael's tongue rolling out of his lips to lick at her own, wanting to explore her mouth now and claim it. His hands began to grope and squeeze her bubbly rear in the palm of his hands. His grip on her was firm but not harsh as her flesh molded between his digits. All the while his cock began to harden and grow erect in his pants and Cassie could feel that bulge pressing and rubbing against her thighs beneath the rough fabric of his blue jeans.

 

[Ineson]

As his tongue licked her lips, Cassie took it to mean he wanted inside her mouth and she excitedly opened her mouth feeling his appendage glide along hers in a game of dominance of which the woman had yet to relinquish. She toyed with him. Circled the tip of his tongue with her own tasting their combined saliva. Her breathing was heavy and the excitement racing through her sent shivers down her back and between her legs as he touched her behind. She gasped in his mouth, her movements becoming more frantic at the thought of them doing this. On the subway train of all places where anyone might have a wandering eye.

Still, Cassie didn't want to stop. She couldn't by this point and judging by the bulge pressing against her covered sex neither did he. She continued to writhing on him as if no clothes kept their bodies from that sweaty embrace. Once more, she ended the kiss, her face pressing against his as she could no longer suppress her moans.

"Uh…" Conversation elsewhere filled the car and no one was none the wiser to their exploits. Cassie let go of Michael's neck. Her arms fell dormant at her sides until she covered his hands on her rear helping him squeeze her rounded cheeks going so far as to spread them apart and if he explored further he would feel the lining of her black thong between them. One hand left him to work the button of his jeans furiously until it popped open. Cassie unzipped the zipper moving her hand inside of his boxers to find his cock and stroke its hardness. Her thumb trailed along the veins, the top, underneath, eventually reaching the tip where she made circular motions going so far as to brush over the hole. All the while, she was looking into his face needing to see his reaction. Hear whatever sounds he made. For more space, she exposed his length to better be able to stroke him.

 

[Gudao Master of Gacha]

Cassie's cute little gasp gave Michael the brief moment he needed to take more control of the little tongue dance they were having inside her mouth, his own pressing up firmly against her own and swirling around excitedly as they indulged in each. He could feel her rubbing up excitedly against his massive bulge and he moaned softly against her lips as she did so. Soon the kissed was ended though, messy strands of saliva connecting their lips for a brief moment as he panted slightly, resting his forehead against her own as he gazed into her eyes, curiosity sparkling in his hazel irises.

He squeezed her lovely rear with her encouragement and soon his fingers found her thong, a smile widening on his face. Had she been planning a hot date with someone else? It didn't matter now though...she was his and that made him feel amazing. He began to tug down on her thong, trying to pull the thin fabric off her body as he bit his lower lip to hold back a loud moan that would have been unleashed as she began to pump his cock with her hand. His bulbous tip oozed pre-cum, coating the palm of her hand and her fingers as his eyes fluttered as he licked his lips. "I want you so badly..." He purred into her ear, his lips now assail her neck and peppering her soft skin with hot, feathery kisses.