For a mont, neither of them moved. It was chaste, almost innocent—just the gentle pressure of lips touching. Cassie’s hand ca up instinctively to grip his shirt, steadying herself.
Then, slowly, Yohan pulled back.
Cassie’s eyes fluttered open, wide and slightly dazed.
"That’s it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"That’s the basic version," Yohan confird, trying to keep his voice steady. "How was it?"
She blinked, seeming to process the experience. "It was... warm. And softer than I expected."
"Is that good or bad?"
"I don’t know yet," she admitted. "It was so quick. Is it always like that?"
Yohan shifted slightly, very aware that his hand was still on her cheek. "No, that was... pretty ta. There are other ways to do it."
Cassie’s eyes t his, curious now rather than just nervous. "What other ways?"
He should probably leave it at that. They’d done what she asked. Mission accomplished. But the way she was looking at him, the genuine curiosity in her eyes, the fact that her hand was still clutching his shirt...
"Well," he said carefully, "that was just a closed-mouth kiss. There’s also—"
"Show ," Cassie interrupted.
"Are you sure?"
"I need to know for the script, right?" She said it like she was convincing herself as much as him. "And you said you’d give it your best."
Yohan swallowed hard. This was definitely crossing into dangerous territory, but she was right—he had said that.
"Okay," he agreed. "But this might feel a bit different."
"Different how?"
Instead of answering, he leaned in again, this ti letting his lips linger against hers longer. He moved slowly, carefully, feeling her breath hitch as he parted his lips slightly, deepening the kiss just enough to show her what he ant.
Cassie made a small sound when she felt it, but she didn’t pull away. After a mont’s hesitation, she started to mirror his movents, tentatively following his lead.
Just as their tongues were about to et, the door noob turned and the front door flung open.
"Cassie, I’m back-" The girl excited entrance was cut short as she found them locking lips.
They quickly separated but it was already too late.
"Oh, I’m sorry," she apologized, "I didn’t know you had a guest over"
Yohan sprung up to his feet, "It’s fine, I was just about to leave,"
"Y-Yeah that’s right," Cassie also got up, "it was nice to have to you over Yohan,"
"Oh co on, don’t let chase you away," Cassie’s friend said, "we should at least have a beer together, it is the first ti I’m eting the guy my innocent Cassie is kissing,"
"Look at the ti, it’s already getting late,"
"Yeah, Kayla you should just let him leave," Cassie suggested, already walking him towards the door.
But Kayla jumped in front of them, "I insist. I can see that Cassie has been drinking, I’ll have to access the situation and make sure you were not taking advantage of her drunken state. If you have any problem with that I might just call the police,"
Yohan thought to to protest but didn’t really see the need and just sighed.
’I’m sure she’s going to be a handful’
She wore a very short jean short that was almost revealing her ass, along with a long sleeve that’s exposed her cleavage in full display.
It wasn’t as big as Cassie’s, but at this proportion it was impossible not to take a few glances.
’She’s not that bad’ Yohan gave her a quick scan as he returned back to where he previously sat, while she positioned herself at the other side of the table, along with Cassie by her side.
"It’s really nice to finally et you mr....?"
"Yohan, nice to et you" he answered.
"Kayla there’s really no need for all this," Cassie said, "I’m perfectly fine, the kiss was totally consensual,"
"Is that so? Now I’m even more curious to know what kind of person Yohan is. To be able to steal the heart of our innocent Cassie, even managing to steal her first kiss,"
"H-He didn’t steal it," Cassie corrected with an embarrassed sigh.
"I’m really impressed," Kayla said with admiration. "Honestly I can easily see why,"
She flicked her eyebrows teasingly at Cassie.
"How did you get such a good looking boyfriend?"
"He’s not my boyfriend,"
"Then why are you two kissing?" Kayla asked.
Cassie couldn’t say anything else, she turned away with a guilty expression. She couldn’t say the man in front of them was her cousin.
Yohan had to co in at that mont.
"We are just friends, for now at least. Isn’t that right Cassie?"
Cassie looked at him, a bit hesitant at first. Then she nodded with a small smile
"Now that we have gotten everything cleared up, I should probably start going. It was nice eting you Kayla," he got up to his feet almost imdiately and headed towards the door.
"It was nice-" Kayla tried to reply but Yohan was out before she could get the words out.
"He seems a bit arrogant" Her expression shifted the mont he stepped out the door.
She turned to Cassie with a frown. "What happened to Freddie Michael?"
"That’s a long story, I don’t even want to hear that assholes na ever again!"
"I did warn you about about him," she said with a knowing look. "At least you found soone even more good looking, you don’t know how lucky you are to be so pretty,"
The she noticed that there was a third phone sitting on the table
"Did Yohan forget his phone?"
"Oh no I should rush and go give it to him,"
Cassie grabbed the phone and was just about to stand up, when Kayla stopped her.
"Don’t worry Cassie, you shouldn’t be using those stairs in your condition. Stay here, I’ll go give it to him,"
"Okay," Cassie agreed
"Yohan,"
He had just left the building when Kayla called out.
"Here, you forgot it" she handed him the phone.
"Oh, thanks,"
"You just bolted out of there so I didn’t get to properly say goodbye,"
"Sorry about that," he scratched the back of his head. He wanted to leave before things got weird.
"It’s fine. Just give your number and we’ll call it even."
She leaned down slowly, hands resting behind her, offering him a deliberate view down the slope of her v-neck. A small, knowing smile lingered on her lips.
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