Island
She calls just like she says she will.
Its even the next afternoon like she doesn't know the rules. Dick always tells him that girls don't call for at least three days so they don't seem desperate.
He watches it vibrate across the coffee table and waits for it to go dark before he exchanges it with his xbox controller.
She leaves a voice mail.
He deletes it without listening to it and tosses the thing back onto the table.
He's mad at her. Mad at her for being tainted by his brother, the thought that his mouth had been on hers makes him sick in the weirdest way, that his tongue...
God what else did he teach her.
She hadn't been lying about her v-card right...
He knows he should be madder at Dick than at her, they hadn't known each other and it was obviously in the past otherwise Dick wouldn't be jealous.
He has plans for Dick anyway. He's put ipecac in the beer supply in the pool house.
So that's sorted.
Half an hour later the phone goes off again. He leans forward to check but he already knows its her.
Yep.
He doesn't answer that one either.
Sunday he's in the kitchen when the doorbell goes off. It barely registers, if its important someone will announce it.
What did you do!
Cindy's voice burst across him and he almost drops his glass.
She's here...she came over...
He opens the kitchen door she's probably in the living room.
I just told him the truth
Dick. He grinds his back teeth and moves through the dinning room so he can see them.
Yep living room. She's in a talking heads t-shirt and tiny shorts and her ratty high tops and fuck she looks good but Dick is looking at her like he thinks so too.
"What truth is that exactly?" She asks and she looks like she's going to slug him one.
Dick shrugs like it's no big deal, "Just that I taught you that thing you do with your tongue." He smiles and his voice is low and dark like he's trying pull something in her.
"You what!" He's never seen her angry before but god its a glorious thing. Her face is a lovely red, her hands balled into tight fists at her side, "why the hell would you say that?" She asks her voice dark and boiling his blood for her.
"Well I did."
"Bullshit you did!"
Thank you god Dick is just a liar they never-
"We never...wait Are you talking about Rachelle's party three years ago? Seven minutes in heaven?"
Dick is smirking down at her like it was the most important seven minutes of her life.
The anger seems to just flood out of her, "First of all Dick," she pulls at his name and it brings his attention slamming back to her face instead of the long expanse of leg she's showcasing, "I learned that from a boy at central like a year before that so don't take credit for things you didn't do."
Central hasn't had a bomb scare in a while maybe he should fix that.
"And secondly seven minutes in heaven? More like seven minutes of my life I'll never get back."
The words seem to just punch his brother in the face. Even he thinks it's a little cruel. Dick isn't the type to dear diary but seven minutes in heaven three years ago and he'd put money on Dick remembering what flavour lip gloss she'd been wearing.
"I really like your brother Dick, don't fuck this up for me."
He's never known Dick to be a cruel guy, cruelty entailed effort and he wasn't really about that. But he watches Dick get very close to her, his hand on her hip and he has to grip the door frame to not fly in there to pull them apart.
"What are you going to do if I do?"
Oh god yes please tell him
"I will ruin you. It will be hard to surf and fuck your trust fund away if you don't have one. And if that's not good enough for you ask Logan what quicklime can do to a body." The threat feels real even to him and he's pretty sure the blood in his body is rushing downwards to find a new hone.
She pushes him lightly away.
"I'll be in Cassidy's room." She leans up into his brother and whispers something he can't hear before she turns and leaves presumably for his room.
He leaves the cover of the dinning room and walks right past Dick. The boy looks like he's in pain.
"Ill be in my... room." He had wanted so badly to say he'd be in his girlfriend but Dick looked like he couldn't take another hit and stay standing.
She's sitting on his bed and the shorts have ridden up so that he can barely see them.
"Hey..." he closes the door behind him and she looks up at him. Her mouth a firm angry line he didn't know it could do.
She stands up quickly and closes the distance between them in a heartbeat.
She grabs onto his shirt front roughly and slams his back into the door.
"I am so mad at you." She hisses and the heat and darkness in her makes him wonder if he should always aim for pissed because fuck she's hot.
"Dick said-" her eyes narrow and he knows she wont allow for that kind of excuse.
"So you just froze me out?" She let's go of him and turns her back on him, "you could have asked me before deciding that i had a thing with your brother."
To be fair most girls at Neptune high have had a thing with Dick.
Not his Cindy and he feels like a complete asshat.
"I'm sorry." He tells her and is surprised that he actually means it.
God that must be a first.
She looks at him her eyes dark, "don't do it again, i could ruin you, i mean it Cassi-" his mouth is on hers before she can finish her threat.
Fuck.
He can tell that she's still pissed because her teeth cut deeper and she pulls him roughly to the bed.
He pulls away from her mouth, "did you want to play video games or something?" He asks her panting for breath. She's on the bed below him and fuck he wants to feel all of her.
"No." She returns shifting below him. She's rubbing herself against his leg, a need for friction that he wants so badly to provide.
Please just
Please
"I just want you to touch me." She whispers and his heart slams into his ribs.
She pushes him softly up so that she's sitting up. He watches as she pulls her shirt up over her head.
Black on her pale skin makes her look like a Bond villain.
God what he wouldn't give to be a Bond villain with her.
"If i buy you an island do you promise to be a bond villain with me?" He whispers as he watches her shimmy out of her shorts.
"You want to buy me an island?" She smirks watching him stand from the bed.
He barely manages to nod as he pulls his shirt over his head.
He starts the stereo up. Zeppelin. Dicks signal for him not to come in because he's having sex. They probably aren't going to make it all the way but he'd just love it if Dick thought that they had.
"Can I decide later? I'd really rather make out with you right now than deal with real estate."
She reaches out to him and he climbs back onto the bed pressing his knees between hers and pushing them apart.
Her mouth presses against his and she pulls him down roughly onto her, his knee pressed hard up into her body pulling a soft moan from her mouth.
Yeah they can deal with the future later.