Date Caoimhe

“I really like you, Caoimhe. I’d like to be with you.”

“Great!” Caoimhe says, grinning with relief. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

You scoot over to her, your face centimeters in front of her as you stare into her bright eyes, nearly falling into them. You feel her warm breath on your face as she breaths deeply. You gently press your lips against hers, feeling the warmth of her body flooding into you as you close your eyes, wrapping your arms around her. Your tongue enters her mouth, intertwining with hers as you passionately kiss.

Caoimhe pauses, pushing you off her. You pull back, worried.

“What’s wrong?”

“I… I know there’s a lot of temptation here, and these are the golden years of your sexuality.”

“Yeah, but I don’t mind toughing it out for you,” you say, gently kissing her forehead.

“Yeah, and I like you. That’s why I don’t want to take this away from you.”

“Are you breaking up with me less than a minute after we started going out?” you ask.

“I don’t know,” Caiomhe says, her brow furrowing. “What if… I have a deal to offer you.”

“Go on,” you say.

“What if… you have to promise to not have a relationship with anyone else behind my back and to be completely honest with me.”

“Done,” you say. “What else?”

“And I always come first before anyone else in your life,” Caoimhe continues.

“You’re pretty much just describing a relationship, Caoimhe,” you say.

“Let me finish. I come first and we date and all that, but you’d be allowed a bit more… leeway.”

“Leeway?” you ask, confused.

“Yeah, you know… it’d be OK if you maybe played around.”

You pause, staring at her.

“Excuse me?” you ask.

“Well, it’s not like most of the the guys that girls… “frequent” are looking for love, they’re just looking for the physical side of things… and if that’s all you’re doing with them, and they’re nothing emotional, I think it’s fine if you… you know, with other girls.”

“Shit, really?” you say, trying to avoid grinning from ear to ear.

“I know it’s weird… and far from traditional… but if you think it can work, and you promise not to fall for anyone else…”

“Fuck, uh yeah, definitely. Only the physical. Shit, really?”

“Sure,” she says. “I trust you.”

“Awesome. Thanks!” you say. "Holy fuck, this is sweet!"

Caoimhe frowns at you, and you kiss her on the forehead.

"I know, I know, stay in the moment."

“Now, where were we?”

You pull Caoimhe on top of you, rolling over and kissing her passionately. Your hand reaches around, grabbing her ass roughly through her skirt, before reaching under to squeeze each tight-laden cheek. You continue to make out and grope her ass for some time, until eventually she pulls away with a giggle.

“OK, take it easy. God, you’re a horny thing, aren’t you?”

“You make me this way,” you smile.

“I’m glad,” Caoimhe grins, before rolling off you. “Come on though, we have class in the morning.”

“Alright,” you say, putting on a fake pout.

You hop to your feet, holding out your hand. Caoimhe grabs it and you yank her to her feet, before pulling her in close again and planting your lips on her, before letting her go.

“Let’s go,” Caoimhe says, walking off towards the dorm.

You both quickly hurry through the bathroom window you snuck out from, heading up to the second floor. You walk Caoimhe back to her room, pausing outside.

“Goodnight, Caoimhe.”

“Night, Jack,” she replies.

With that and a quick peck on the lips, Caoimhe disappears into her room. You head to yours, a grin on your face.