V-card
He has problems.
But he's really only concerned with one.
Cindy hasn't so much as looked at him once all day and its twisting something in him around.
Dick looking fucking pleased by it certainly doesn't help.
Its lunch period and he needs to fix this. He finally ends up in the same space as her in the 'cafeteria'.
She sees him and immediately turns to walk the other way.
"Mac!"
Nothing.
In fact she may have sped up. God he can hear Dick and a bunch of 09ers laughing from here.
"God damn it Cindy!" He grabs hold of her arm and pulls her back to him. She slams into his chest and her eyes are narrow and dark and gorgeous.
"Let go Beaver." She hisses but his grip on her arm tightens.
This is not going at all to plan.
The plan was to wait at her locker and apologize, she was supposed to listen to him and forgive him for freezing and hold hands and kiss and everything was going to be fine.
It didn't really work all that well if she doesn't show up at her locker.
He'd missed half of his first period waiting
But Cindy seems to be taking this like finding out she was some bet in a teen movie.
He looks around the space, all eyes on them, the lunch hour entertainment. He didn't want to deal with this in public but maybe it's what she needs, to not feel like a cast off. Like a joke between brothers.
His hands grab her face and he kisses her, hard in front of fucking everyone.
Kiss him back
Kiss him back
Please
Please
She drops her textbook and her arms wrap around him pulling him in closer, her mouth moves against his.
Thank you god
She bites him and her fingers pull him towards her and he barely notices that she's pulling him along with her out of the view of everyone.
He doesn't really notice until he can't hear the cat calls any more.
He pulls back from her panting and notices that their in the parking lot. Her back pressed against her car.
He points at her, "Girlfriend." The smile on her face is great, her skin flushed a little.
He points at himself, "idiot."
She nods and grabs a hold of his hand.
"I just froze...I'm sorry...I'll hurt him you want me to." He tells her and she must hear the darkness in his voice because she is looking at him like she believes he could do it and there's a power in that.
"I've already taken care of your brother." She smirks and it's dark and amazing and fuck.
"What did you do?"
She opens the car door and pulls him into the car after her.
"Mr. Clemmens may just be doing a locker check today..."
"Dick never uses his locker..."
"Which is exactly why he won't have a chance to remove the present I left in there for Clemmens."
His mouth smashes against hers, pulling her into his lap.
Best girlfriend ever
The blood is pumping through him and it's not spending much time anywhere except in his pants, he's pressing up against her and god he wishes she was wearing a skirt.
"You should wear more skirts..." He mumbles into her skin, pushing her shirt up, his mouth on her soft hot skin making her press down against him looking for friction.
Friction he would happily provide.
Which is an amazing thing in and of itself. God she's fucking magic. Pun only sort of intended.
"I'm not going to change my wardrobe just because you want easier access." She pants out, her fingers digging into his arms as he runs his tongue along the line of her bra.
He leans away from her, leaning back against the seat. She's leaning against the back of the driver's seat her T-shirt pushed up to her neck, above her breasts, her dark red bra striking against her ridiculously pale skin. Her cleavage shiny with his saliva.
God she is so hot
"You don't want to?"
"To what? Lose it to you in the backseat of my car between lunch and English lit? Not really no."
His face must drop and his skin feels suddenly cold.
She pulls her shirt down covering herself.
"We haven't even been on a proper date yet Cassidy...I don't really want to give you my v-card in a hormonal rush in the backseat like some Meatloaf song."
V-card.
Her first time.
He's not sure why he's so surprised. Sure she's a senior but not everyone is just giving it away like the girls he knew before her.
He couldn't just take it from her like that then. Sure he'd had no problem taking it from...other girls...but he actually gave a shit about Cindy.
"We can slow down if you want." He tells her pushing away from the seat and kissing her, her fingers thread through his hair and its sweeter than before.
He can wait to take her card. Make things right for her. They should be right for someone.
There's a knock on the steamed up window before the door rips open and Dick reaches in and pulls Cindy out of the car by the arms.
Cassidy scrambles out of the car and as quickly as possible puts himself between his brother and his girlfriend.
Dick looks crazed.
"Mind telling me how exactly copies of the physics test made their way into my locker in time for locker check?" He hisses and he's looking right through him at Mac.
He turns to look at her and god if she isn't the hottest thing he's ever seen he doesn't know what is. She's standing there smirking at him.
She looks powerful and dark and god if they hadn't just talked about not ripping her v-card from her hands in the backseat of her car he'd pull her in right now and just fuck her until she can't stand any more.
"I can only assume that you used those sexual skills I hear so much about in the locker room on some poor administration lady although considering the looks on those girls faces i figure you must have sweetened the pot with some cash and had her get you a copy of the upcoming test. I hear your not doing very well in Mr. Woo's class."
Cassidy has never wanted to have sex with someone so much in his entire life. Hell he's never wanted to just be in the same room as anyone as much as he wants Cindy's company right now.
He's right about her, there is something dark in her and god it fuels something inside him, makes him hot and normal and real.
A real boy.
"You'll regret this Cindy Mackenzie, so help me." Dick growls and he's surprised that he doesn't call her Ghostworld, surprised that Dick knows her last name, knows her first name, knows that Mac isn't her first name.
It burns in him a little that Dick knows her full name. The weird looks he's been giving them both, the jealous venom in his voice.
Fuck does Dick actually like Cindy? Like for real likes her? Not just in a fuck em and leave em kind of way?
"Keep your little girlfriend in check Beaver. I will end the pair of you."
He can help it, he snorts at the threat, the laughter only half stopped.
Dick isn't a threat and he stands at his full height and let's Dick pick him up and slam him down into the hood of a neighbouring car.
His arm raises, fist clenched.
"If you hurt me, I will hurt you tenfold." He whispers just loud enough for Dick to hear, "Remember Sally?"
Dick freezes, eyes wide and scared before he drops Cassidy and walks away.
It's a low blow but he's not really up to having Dick beat him up right now in front of his girlfriend.
"Are you okay?! I'm so sorry I didn't do anything. I should have grabbed him or kicked him or something I just kind of... froze..." She looks him in the eyes at that before dropping them again, "okay...I may have over reacted."
"Yeah maybe."
"It's just I don't want to just be another slut in the Casablancas black book."
"I can assure you of several things Cindy, one) you are most certainly not a slut, two) I don't have a book and three) I haven't shared with Dick since he started to break the Popsicles so that only like an inch was left on my stick."
She smiles and its soft and the darkness in her has pushed back to the edges and he slides off the hood of the car and kisses her chastely.
"Okay so here's the deal, I won't push for extra bases as long as you stop being such a bad girl."
She looks at him confused and its adorable that she doesn't understand how that affects him.
"It's super hot." He whispers into her ear and enjoys the feel of her fingers gripping onto his shirt.
He wonders what about him she finds so appealing because its obvious in the pink of her cheeks and the way she reacted to him in the car that she finds something about him hot.
Maybe it's for the best that he doesn't know because he knows he'd use it against her the next time she did something like that and make her give him her virginity and he really does want things to be right for her.
He doesn't want to be something she regrets. Which he knows is stupid because no matter what happens he is going to end up her dark bad little secret.
Her skeleton in an otherwise immaculate closet.
He'd settle for no next morning regrets.
He's a Casablancas after all. He hasn't known a single one that hasn't been selfish.