Casey's Place

Casey waves with some embarrassment to some of the laughing and cheering students around you.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry you had to experience that Casey." You take her hands in yours and watch as her face cringes with pain. Looking down at her slender right hand you could already see some redness and swelling. Casey's was not a hand well suited for punching things. "Oh no! Come on. Let's get some ice on that."

"I'll be okay." Casey says bravely, but she doesn't resist as you take her around the shoulder and start to walk. You were near the edge of campus when the incident took place so it doesn't take long before you are past the university buildings and surrounding businesses and into the more sedate green neighborhood where Casey lived.

You keep your arm around her shoulder and her injured hand carefully cradled in yours. You keep looking at it and worrying about it. You didn't think anything was broken but you were no doctor. Casey only had eyes for you as you worried and fussed over her fine hand. She had the most flattered little smile on her face as she gazes at you.

"Damn Casey, I am so sorry about that." You say again. "Allie could be a hot head sometimes but I've never seen her like that."

"Break ups can be messy." Casey says. You walk for a time before she finally asks the inevitable. "Um...you're Mom...broke up with her too? Um...chicks with...you know? Trannys?"

You grimace then try to laugh it off. "Yeah, she really lost it today. God, crazy Allie. She went off the deep end."

"Oh...yeah. It did sound crazy." Casey says quietly.

You look over into her concerned green eyes and let out a sigh. "No, I'm not going to lie to you." You say with conviction. "What she said was true. Every word of it. The women of my family have, well, penises. Vaginas too. They're mutants. Honest to goodness mutants. And yeah, they're big...downstairs. Allie didn't think I had enough for her so she went to my Mom."

Casey is quiet as you walk, taking in what you had just told her and probably deciding whether to believe such a tall tale.

"Listen, I know it's far fetched, but it is true."

"Okay, I believe you." Casey says. "That's...incredible."

"Casey...of all the women of my family Elsie is the most sensitive about it. Please let her be the one to break the news to Felix, okay? She will tell him, she's just...scared. She's so scared Felix will reject her because of her body."

You see as Casey's wide emerald eyes moisten. "I understand." She whispers. "I won't tell your secret Jesse."

You smile. You kept forgetting Casey was pretty special and unique herself. If anyone could understand, it was her.

"So your Mother broke up with Allison as well?"

"Yeah, evidently." You return your attention to looking where you were going though you were lost in thought. "Allie said...she said that I was more important than any secret." The more you thought about it the angrier you got. How dare Allison try to **** your mother to stay with her! Just after the anger however was...love. You suspected your mom liked Allie, they were well suited lovers for one another, but she knew you weren't comfortable with it despite what you had told her. She dumped Allison for you. "I should really go talk to my Mom."

"Yes, you should." Casey agrees.

You grin. "She's not perfect, but she's still Mom." Shaking out of it you then look at Casey again. "And you! Oh man, what a punch!"

She blushes and looks away. She obvious wasn't proud of what she had done.

"My hero!" You joke and squeeze her in tight.

Her blush deepens. "Ohh, can we not talk about that."

You chuckle. "Sure Casey." You lean in and kiss her cheek, which brings a smile back to her pretty face.

You get to the little blue house and take Casey's keys. You continued to lead her around as if she was grievously injured though you both knew it really wasn't that serious. Both of you seemed content to let this caring side of you look after her. You lead her in and set your back and keys down near the front door. You even kneel down and help her off with her shoes, going this far makes Casey laugh. Standing back up you take her again by the shoulders and lead her to the kitchen.

"Okay, ice. Let's get some ice on that hand." You say.

"There are some cubes in the freezer." Casey offers.

You bring her hand under the kitchen light and hold it in both your hands to take a really good look at it. You had helped Fiona a few times after one of her fights when you were growing up and you had seen worse. Nothing was broken or cut. You press around a few key areas and find that the pain wasn't concentrated in any particular spot. Casey's delicate hand would probably be bruised but that's about it.

"Okay, let me get that ice." You look up...to see that look once more. That intense, desirous, inviting look that you had seen in her eyes at the cafe. She had you in her house and alone, you could tell her thoughts about you were far from pure at the moment. Without a word spoken she was communicating so much to you right now. Embrace me. Kiss me. Take me!

As your eyes meet hers you hear her breath catch in her throat and see a frightened tremble run through her long lean body.

"Jesse..." She whispers, then says no more.

Letting go of her hand you reach up and very delicately cup her face in your hands, your palms oh so gently pressing into her fine jaw. She takes a small gasp of air and trembles once more. You give her one small kiss to her ruby lips then gaze into her once more.

She was scared, so very scared, and yet her eyes beckoned you on. It was fear of the unknown, but her desire for you was overpowering it. Her breath was hot against your lips. Directing her with the smallest touches and bits of pressure you push her back against the kitchen counter.

"Oh!" She sighs softly.

Leaning in you kiss her again, your body presses into hers. You could feel her risen arousal push into your own. You kiss her again, tenderly yet with more desire. Your lips part and you taste each other. You kiss and you kiss. Each one deeper, more passionate, more hungry than the last. Her hands rub up and down your upper arms as you continue to hold her cheeks in yours.

As the libidinous fires flare to life within you. She lightly pushes you back.

You lean back to look into her lust filled eyes.

She whispers. "Stay the night Jesse. Stay with me tonight."

You knew that feeling all too well. She wanted you as much as you wanted her. But she didn't want a wham, bam, see ya later ma'am. She wanted more. She wanted to wake up beside you.

You kiss her again then answer. "Nothing could take me away from you tonight." With that you pull out your phone, turn it off, and toss it on the counter.

You wrap your arms around Casey's slender waist and press into her harder. Her willowy body bends back to the pressure. As you kiss her once more, deeply and tenderly, you feel her begin to relax.