happiness is a butterfly

national anthem

Nate knew how to control Cassie.

He didn't intend it in a bad way. He was just better at reading her cards then she was. And for the time being, he had to make sure she would stay quiet about the two of them. Plus, it was a big turn on for him having someone give him so much of themselves.

So he gave her reassurance. Made promises. Opened his heart.

"When I'm with you, I feel like I'm a better person." He would whisper, his finger softly stroking her nipple.

"You are a good person, Nate." She would whisper back, searching for his eyes. Sure, he could be awful sometimes and treat her like she barely existed. But weren't most High School boys all the same?

McKay had made her feel embarrassed about who she was, her past indiscretions. But she never felt that with Nate. I mean, he had her over at his house, kissing in front of his parents, swimming in his pool, sitting at his feet as he played video games with his brother. He paraded her around the Jacobs home. And he would hurt anyone who didn't treat her right, she knew that.

"I love you."

Most confessions occurred as he fucked her brains out.

"Fuck...I wanna cum in you." He would thrust so deep in her she could feel him in her womb. He had this beastly way about him, exuding power with each thrust. A man who could not be denied.

Say no when you want to say yes- that had been Maddy's advice to Cassie, completely lost on her ears.

"I uhm-" She whispered, taking him in. "I'm not on the pill yet."

"I don't want to weird you out but-" He started saying, slowing down his thrusts, giving himself some time to catch his breath. "when I was in hospital, I saw you having my baby."

"Oh." Was all that managed to come out of Cassie, be it from shock or emotion or pleasure.

"The thought of you pregnant is turning me on like crazy." Nate looked at her with his devilish smile. "Would you? Have my baby one day?"

How far would you go for me, Cassie?

"O-o-kay." Cassie's voice trembled as she let Nate unravel her.

And as he went back to thrusting, she pictured it all. Their wedding, Nate's big hand on her swollen belly, a powder blue nursery, a perfect baby boy. Her dream, his dream, their dream. She was so far in her La La Land, she had barely noticed Nate's lack of an attempt to pull out completely. But Nate would notice the dreamy look in her eyes and the beaming smile on her face.

Blurrin' the lines between real and the fake. Dark and lonely, I need somebody to hold me.