Get closer to her

Chapter 4

Half an hour later, you're sitting on the sofa, which isn't really anything special to do so. The sounds from the kitchen are, though. Jackson is cooking dinner, he's definitely trying, which explains the sporadic curses that reach your ear. This could well be the craziest thing you've experienced all day, were it not for the other things that make your head hurt.

For one thing, the angle at which you look at the TV is different. Normally, the picture is crooked because your rightful place is the armchair next to the big sofa. But now you're sitting in Jackson's seat, which you've taken in a fit of sanity within all this madness. Cassie's pleading eyes have made it impossible for you not to say something to her to make up for her 'mistake'. So you did the only thing you could and combined your **** to **** Cassie to do anything with your missing **** to do anything to Jackson. It was so simple. Just a few words and now you have the best seat, Jackson's seat, on the couch. His Netflix account is now your Netflix account. And his girlfriend... that went too far for you. Cassie is sacred to you but still the desire for her is just as big as before your accident. Actually even bigger because now a little voice in your head keeps telling you: 'You can have her. You can have her. You can have her.' The voice is sometimes loud, sometimes soft, depending on what's happening. Now it's hitting you with all its might.

Because Cassie is sitting next to you. Her legs pulled up against her body, her fingers still sticking out just a little from the sleeves of her loose sweater, and her jeans still tight against her round, tight... You shake your head, noticing that just the thought of Cassie's body has changed. It used to be a longing, now it's almost an addiction that you can feed. But at what price? The TV doesn't answer your questions, it only plays meaningless series that you like, but now pale in comparison to the light figure next to you.

You and Cassie have always been close, often very close, and so it's nothing new for you to have the girl of your dreams leaning against you, focused on the TV, her warmth on your body. It's simple chemistry, but it means everything to you. Now, at this moment, it's also confusing. Jackson often has to work long hours, sometimes has exhausting shifts. Then Cassie always comes to you and both you and Jackson are aware that this girl needs a lot of closeness. You have made a gentleman's agreement that Cas can get her closeness from you, her best friend, who is absolutely no danger for Jackson when he is out working. And Cassie knows that too, knows the limits... and is crossing them now in all clarity as her boyfriend broods over the food in the kitchen and you start to sweat slightly under her warmth and your thoughts. You have no idea why the girl is acting this way when Jackson isn't working but right there in plain sight just a few feet away. But hell it feels awesome. Maybe it has something to do with your accident, your new... Is it powers? Do you have the ****? Master Yoda would certainly be very disappointed in you if he saw how much you seek closeness with a woman, but the Emperor would not approve of your bond either. No, you must go your own way.

Your smile comes across a bit awkwardly though, as you turn to Cassie and show your teeth. Her smile is angelic as always and you've seen it a thousand times before. Yet it feels like the first time she laughed because of you. What comes next...is new. And unexpected. And unbelievable. Cassie puts her arm around you. Not you around her, she around you. Your heart almost stops when you feel the fabric of her shirt in your neck and you can't help but look at the girl, stunned. Now that's really not a gesture you make to a random person, is it?

"What is it?" Cassie asks you quietly, so as not to disturb the movie you're surely want to watch. "Does that bother you?" You're not surprised that she doesn't understand. You yourself can't believe it.

"No..." you mumble, not knowing if that's what she wanted to hear. Maybe it's just a test you're failing and everything has terrible consequences.

"Good," Cas hums comfortingly, resting her head against your shoulder. "What would I do without you?" she wonders. "Imagine you wouldn't be here..."

"But I'm still here," you say, grinning like a dork. Your head is racing.

"I'm glad of that." A thought fights its way through the storm in your head, not knowing how to feel about it.

"And I'm not going anywhere either." A loud clang from the kitchen painfully tells you that Jackson isn't going anywhere either. But you need to get rid of this now, for Cassie's sake. Still, your throat hurts as you speak. "That's why you don't have to get so close to me." This is officially the stupidest thing you've done in your entire life, and you're served the bill right after. Cassie immediately pulls away from you, settles up straighter and wraps her legs with her arms instead of you.

"Sorry," she mumbles, shaking her head so her hair falls in her face. "I just thought...after this morning, you might want to...maybe." You blink.

"Yes...yes of course Cassie...but..." You turn to the kitchen and your dream girl follows your gaze.

"Don't worry about Jackson" she reassures you "It's not like we're going to start anything. I just want to be close to you. I like that." She looks down at the floor. "I thought you liked it too." Is she doing this for you? Or for herself? Does she want to be close to you? Was it you or her alone? The uncertainty isn't killing you for real this time, but still...

"Well, I want that too" you whisper conspiratorially, making the girl next to you giggle. "But is that really...right?" Cassie considers before answering.

"It feels normal to me. What's going on with you Finn? You didn't mind my proximity otherwise, did you?" There's a hint of anger in her voice, and you can understand it. "I almost fucking lost you a few days ago" she presses out between her perfect teeth. "And besides, I thought you liked being around me."

"You guys okay?" asks Jackson at that moment, leaning out of the kitchen.

"Everything's cool honey," Cassie replies good-humoredly as your world descends into chaos. "Finn is just not quite with us yet."

"That's how we know him" your buddy grins and disappears back into the kitchen. For a long minute you're silent with Cassie who now pulls her knees close to her body and seems uncomfortable.

"So you're doing this for me? The closeness, the...cuddling...even with Jackson around?" Oh God, please...

"For whom else?" But then she understands. "What, you think I wouldn't want that myself?" Her mouth is slightly open but then she realizes that you seem to mean it. Cassie is a classy girl and proves it again this time by defusing the situation in a good way. Her chest rises and falls as she suppresses her laughter, which only partially succeeds. "Really?" she asks in a shrill voice, her eyes gleaming at you. "You're serious? Do you have a nail in your head or something?" She pokes you casually in the shoulder and you feel stupid. "Dude, what more do you want me to do to make you finally realize that I like you?"

"So you like what we're doing too?" you ask as you rub your shoulder. You just have to know, for you but also for her.

"Yes I do! I want you to be okay after your bad week." Then she's silent for a moment and her mood changes. "And after treating you so foolishly...with Jackson." Her eyes meet yours. "Honestly, I didn't mean to hurt you. From now on, me and my boyfriend take it easier when you're around us."

"I know that" you agree after also taking time to think. The whole situation is just absurd. "And I like it when you're around me." Just the thought that her boyfriend is only a few feet away... But Cassie doesn't seem to have that thought, hugging you tightly and happily. "Sorry." You grimace and shrug your shoulders.

"It's okay," your best friend assures you, "I know it must be weird having me around...sometimes anyway." You just snort but Cassie smells that as confirmation. "See?" You both laugh, the movie forgotten. "So come on..." Again she nudges you in the side and you look at her questioningly. "You haven't answered my question yet. What can I do to make my dearest Finn feel better?"

And this time you have no excuse. Cassie wants it, and you're pretty sure that your interference in her life hasn't made her think differently. And yes, you want it, badly. You're dying to know what you can do with whatever you have after you were gone. It's not just Jackson. Where's the limit to what you can do?

"Promise me you won't get mad?" You're scared. Real scared.

"You know I can't be mad at you." She's right. But still... Oh, fuck it!

"I would... shit, ehm... you..." Show me your boobs! But you can't do that. Anyone would take that as their first target but you don't want to mess it up with Cassie. Your friendship with her is also what gives you an answer and you actually have to grin like crazy as you ask the question. "Will you show me your bikini again?" The question isn't too perverted as to make her run away right away if you're wrong about your powers, but it's still so obvious that even Cassie, with her affection for you, must realize that this is actually going too far.

"Right now?"

"What?"

"Right now?" Her voice is carefree, she almost seems glad that you finally got your shit together. And she's eager to finally prove herself to you. "Because I don't have anything on right now, it's only early in the morning. But I can quickly scurry to my room and..."

"No!" you exclaim far too loudly. "It's okay." What kind of stupid idea is that, anyway? Have your best friend put on a fashion show for you.

"Okay," Cassie shrugs.

And then the world stops. Without hesitation, her fingertips slide under the flowing fabric of her shirt, grasping and pulling upward. With your mouth hanging open, you watch as Cassie pulls her shirt over her head with the typical gesture of folded arms. Her hair is caught in the white fabric and you can only look at her beautiful neck while her shirt covers her face. Then Cas pulls the shirt over one arm and lets it fall to the floor. Her eyes are calmly on you but she has a satisfied smile on her face. You, meanwhile, are in a weightless state which Cassie doesn't quite understand. Then her face brightens further. "Oh, I see," she laughs, "you meant that I didn't have to take my clothes off." She rolls her eyes and only now does it occur to you to let your eyes wander down. Her pair of breasts is the most beautiful thing you've seen in your entire life, no exaggeration. For years, almost all your life, you have dreamed of seeing them. You've imagined her perfect shape so many times, you've been so close to making your dream come true. And now the sight of her delicate palm-sized bulges, teasing nipples and soft skin mocks everything you could even dream of.

"Now say something" giggles the dream that just came true. Cassie has that adorable pout on her lips that you can't help but fall in love with. "Or I'll think I'm ugly." She sits across from you, her shirt lying carelessly on the floor. She's even turned toward you, sticking her back out a bit to show herself to you and nibbling patiently on her lower lip. Still sitting cross-legged with the back of the sofa behind her, she doesn't quite know where to put her arms, so she crosses them behind her back.

"Shit Cassie..." is all you can say.

"What?" she sounds a little worried and looks down at herself. "I know they're not the biggest but my pair of porn tits are in the laundry and I only had those to throw on." She smiles nervously at you and even blushes a little around the tip of her nose. She has undressed in front of you but still feels like in her own body. The last part of your brain that hasn't exploded realizes that Cassie is still herself, even though she's bare-chested in front of you. You gasp an amused-sounding laugh that sounds more like a cough.

"That's... Those are... Cassie... Your breasts... You're... incredible. Just... plain perfect." You shake your head but the girl in front of you laughs, setting the world in motion again.

"Thank you. That's sweet of you." She wiggles her torso a bit, looking at herself without thinking that she's presenting herself in front of you. "Actually, I like those two too." Then she frowns a little. "And you really don't think they're too small?" She asks for the second time. Now you're in your element. You reach out to allay her worries, but flinch back when she slaps you on the back of the hand with a cheeky grin. "Don't touch," she grins but smiles at you. "We're just friends."

"Absolutely," you mumble, rubbing your hand. "You look really stunning Cassie," you say honestly. "And I shouldn't have to tell you that in the first place."

"I knoooow," she wags her head. "Still feels great to hear that though. Sorry." She smiles widely at you and flashes her teeth.

"Better than getting spanked" you grin, still trying to make sense of her behavior. But one thing is for sure: The sight of Cassie Andrew's breasts will stay with you forever.

And then Jackson comes out of the kitchen. "Dinner's ready when you..." he breaks off in mid-sentence when he sees his girlfriend's naked back and you right next to her.