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Sam pulled back at her, holding her at almost arms length so that he could look her in the eyes. With how much they kidded back and forth, he wanted her to know that he was serious about this.

"I want to talk about sex."

Cassie wished she was surprised, but she really wasn't, despite not really wanting to have this conversation. Yet, she knew it was inevitable so she just met his eyes and sighed.

"Alright. Come on in." She kissed his cheek then took his hand to lead him inside. She glared at Iris when the dog got up from her bed and started to growl. "No Iris. Stay there."

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He was glad that she was taking this so well. He half expected her to find some excuse to not have the conversation right then. Worst case scenario, she would punch him in the face on accident and he'd have to go to the clinic.

Sam stepped in, glancing over at Iris before pointing to his eyes, then pointing to the dog. It was like the dog could sense what was going on.

"I just- I just need to get this all out, okay? At least this first part. Just- just know that I'm cool with waiting, okay? If it takes weeks, months, y-years for you, for us, to feel comfortable, that's okay. Alright? However long it takes us."

A super hero is supposed to be brave. And sometimes, being brave didn't mean facing down super villains, it meant facing down things she didn't want to face. Like this conversation.

Iris just growled again then dropped her head down between her paws, her eyes not leaving Sam for a moment.

Cassie moved over to take a seat on the couch like chair she'd gotten sometime over the years on the island and left enough room for Sam to sit beside her. She had a feeling this conversation would be better sitting.

Then she nodded, indicating she got it and he could go on.

Once he let it all out, Sam felt a lot better. To finally be talking about it, even if they didn't have some sort of agreement or resolution or anything, they were going to talk about it. More than anything, that's what Sam wanted.

Once he let it all out though, he wasn't sure where he wanted it to go. Or where it was supposed to go. He had said what he wanted to say, mostly, and now wasn't sure what was going on.

"I, uh, that's all I really had to say? Other than, um, I'll wait as long as we decide, I'm fine with that. But you are really, really hot and really, really sexy so while we're waiting sometimes I- it's just- you, ah, you affect me in certain ways. Physiologically. So if sometimes I want, um, space when things are maybe getting hot and heavy, it's nothing personal. Well, it's personal it's just not a bad thing. Oh god, please say something."

Cassie smiled a bit despite the nerves knotting her stomach. Her boyfriend was always good with the compliments and these were particularly nice.

She bit her lip, not sure exactly what to say. She knew how she effected him and she actually felt bad sometimes, like she was teasing him and he was getting no pay off. It had to be frustrating and it meant so much to her that he was willing to wait for her to be ready.

"I don't know what to do." The words came out in a rush and she blushed. "I mean...I don't know where to begin. With...uh...helping with that frustration."

It was embarrassing. She knew Sam had so much more experience then she did in this area, which wasn't saying much when she had absolutely none. As she'd become more okay with the idea of sex, not knowing where to start had kept her quiet.

Sam felt bad that Cassie felt like she was responsible for his situation. It wasn't something he was exactly happy about, but it was just how things were happening and he'd rather they waited until they were comfortable than rush things just so he didn't have to take as many cold showers.

"No, no, you don't have to do anything," Sam reassured her. "I just want you to know I want us to wait until we're both ready and comfortable."

Reaching out, he brushed his fingers along her cheek and gave her a smile.

"I'm crazy about you and you- you mean a lot to me. I don't want to do anything to make you uncomfortable or upset."

Cassie leaned into the touch on her cheek and marveled at how lucky she was to have such an understanding and patient guy like Sam in her life. She turned her head to kiss his palm.

"It's not so much that I'm uncomfortable or upset anymore..." She sighed and tried to find the words she was looking for to explain her situation. "I don't know if I'm ready to go...all the way, but I think I'm ready to try other things." Then she looked away, her cheeks coloring in embarrassment. "I've just never done anything like that so I have no idea where to start..."

Sam wasn't quite sure what she was talking about, he had a feeling that there was more to things than he knew about, like why she would be upset, but he didn't want to ruin their momentum by asking about them.

"Other thi- oh... OH!" he said, eyes going wide as he thought he understood what she was saying. "We- I mean- it's... well, just, you know, maybe just allowing like... touching of places. Any places. Exploring with touching. See how that goes. If you want there are, ah, not all the way things I could do to you. If you want to start there. Whenever we start."

Upset perhaps wasn't the right word but she'd just been parroting his words back at him to make his point.

Touching. Touching...didn't seem quite so scary. "That...doesn't sound so bad. Just touching. Maybe...you could show me?"

Sam realized that showing someone while not in the heat of the moment might seem rather awkward and technical. He hadn't planned on doing anything with Cassie immediately, but he could see any reason not to at least make out.

"This would be so much easier if you were high right now," he teased, moving closer. "But basically all that stuff you like to do when drunk or high? Do that. If you want my shirt off, you can just take it off."

"You realize the flaw in that plan is me actually remembering something while high." Cassie kidded with a soft smile, starting to finally relax. This was Sam, there was absolutely nothing to be afraid of.

"But, I can't say I would ever say no to you with your first off." Her hands gripped the hem and asked silent permission before pulling it over his head.

Sam lifted his hands up over his head and hissed a bit in pleasure as her fingers brushed against his bare skin. Every spot she touched sent a shiver through his body, small jolts of electric pleasure racing through him.

"See, isn't that nice that you can just take it off when you want?" he asked, moving closer and pressing a slow kiss to her neck.

She giggled softly at his cockiness and she had to admit, she liked this forward side of Sam. The Sam that didn't let her overwhelm him like others would. That helped her work through things without having to maker her admit she was weak.

Cassie knew she was really falling for Sam but she couldn't stop herself. Not even if she wanted to.

"It is kinda nice. And don't you be shy about returning the favor." She said as her hands moved over his chest, as if touching it for the first time and learning every inch.

Sam knew that Cassie would be able to feel the tremble in his muscles as she oh so casually mentioned that he could take off her shirt as well. It wasn't mostly from excitement either, but from a nervous anticipation that he couldn't shake.

"Your touch, it's- it feels amazing," Sam said, nuzzling at her neck before he slowly started to pull her shirt up. His heart felt like it was pounding out of his chest, the pulse almost deafening in his ears.

This was more than just progressing physically, this was a huge display of trust between them, more so for Cassie. Sam didn't want to betray that trust either.

"But just so you know, the more of your skin that's exposed, the less my brain can focus on other things. So only let your shirt get removed if you're ready for me to really focus on those areas."

The trembling did make her pause as did his words, not from fright, more from wonder. Cassie was doing this to him. And it wasn't like she'd never touched his chest before, they'd gone swimming and stuff like that...but this was definitely different.

She did trust him. Possibly more then anyone else on the island except Kon and Cissie but that was a completely different kind of trust. That was the trust Wonder Girl had to have in her teammates. This...this was just as deep but just for Cassie. Just for Sam. It was strange but...wonderful and she wasn't going to back away from it. Not while this feeling was so intense.

She licked her lips, that had suddenly become dry in anticipation, before nodding. "I'm ready. Take it off."

Sam kissed her before he pulled her shirt completely off. He had the absolutely best girlfriend in the entire world. She was brilliant, funny, gorgeous, a bit bossy, brave, but at the same time she was completely tender and willing to take this next step. Not just willing, but she seemed to be looking forward to it, at least from what he could tell.

He kissed her against once her shirt was off, running his hands up over her hips, along her side, and to her shoulders before cupping her face gently. Despite his words, he didn't want to just grab her breasts immediately. As eager as he was to get to the proverbial promised land as it were, he was conscious of the fact that this was Cassie's first time.

"Have I ever told you," he murmured, nuzzling along her cheek. "How you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen?"

Before, she'd been scared. It had been hard for to admit, but it was true. Now that it was happening...she was finding it easier then she thought to be brave. Not even brave, to just feel. To let go. In a way, it amazed her more how much she truly trusted Sam more then how she wasn't scared.

Once her arms were out of her shirt, her hands had moved to his waist and just rest there, laying gently on either side of his stomach. She wanted to touch, but she was more curious about what he was going to do. He was so set on making this good for her that she didn't want to interrupt. There would be a next time for her to explore, she realized as she swallowed a nervous lump in her throat to make it disappear. Yes...a next time and hopefully many after that.

"Yes, you do like to mention it." She teased lightly, if a little forced, unable to help herself. She turned her head into the nuzzle and nipped at his lips. "But you can always say it again. I like hearing my amazing boyfriend say it." And mean it, because Cassie knew he did.

"Because you are," he told her, feeling his skin flush hot as her teeth grazed his lips. Cassie was good at this, at all the tiny little things that drove him crazy and felt so good. It was like a tease and it was so good it made him physically ache at times.

Slowly, Sam kisses along her neck again, nibble and sucking until he got to her shoulder. With a trembling hand, he moved around to her stomach against before sliding his fingers up to her breast. It was almost too much to take in at the moment, the sudden access he was being granted and the significance of this step was almost as overwhelming as the actual physical contact. Almost.

Resting his forehead against her shoulder, Sam gently squeezed his hand before he moved it to join the other behind her back, fiddling with the clasp on her bra. After a few moments of fumbling with it, he gave a low growl.

"Stupid, Amazonian chastity contraption..."

Cassie honestly didn't do it on purpose. She had no idea of her effect on him, the truest form of ignorance is bliss. But now she was starting to get the idea and it amazed her, feeling his reaction through their skin to skin touch and it made her shiver in return. She was doing this to him, but the barest of touches. It was like having super powers again.

Her breath hitched, in anticipation she realized not fear, as she realized where his hand was going and she may have leaned in to shorten the journey his hand had to make. It was so exciting that her nerves just burst into a laugh when Sam got foiled by her bra.

"Watch it, buddy." She said in a teasingly stern tone as she reached up to help him, despite the blush on her cheeks. "I am an Amazon remember?" Kind of. Close enough.

"That's why I said- oh god!"

And just like that, her bra was gone. He gently pulled the fabric off her body while pushing her back toward her bed. Sam's hand trembled as he moved it back up her body, cupping her breast while gently pushing against her, wanting her back onto the bed.

"I- you're-"

He couldn't make the words come, to overwhelmed by the feel of her, by how her breast felt in his hand, soft and firm, his palm brushing against her nipple as he squeezed a bit more.

The sudden exclamation as her bra fell away caused her to duck her head and bite her lip. She moved where he directed her, laying back on her bed, still not looking at him.

At least not until he touched her breast and then she gasped as her eyes flew to his face. The look she found totally made up for his lack of words. Her hand found the wrist of the hand touching her and wrapped around it lightly in an encouraging gesture. It felt different. It felt good.

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Sam smiled at her, a slightly nervous expression on his face. The pressure on his wrist though was encouraging, she seemed to really like it, which wasn't really all that surprising. He'd done it because he was pretty sure that she'd like it. He gave her a slow kiss on the lips before moving down her neck and across her collarbone.

Shifting his body down lower, he continued to massage her breast with one hand while kissing lower. When his lips reached her breasts, he sucked and nibbled a bit as he slowly circled his way to her nipple. Sam could feel his own arousal growing but tried his best to ignore it. Right now, this was about Cassie, not about what he wanted or needed.

She certainly hoped his intention was for her to like, and thankfully that was the result. To the point that she moaned softly into the kiss and her eyes fell shut for a completely different reason as he started down her neck. Her head fell back and her neck arched, giving him all the access he could want.

Oh.

If that hand had felt good, this was definitely more then good though she would be hard pressed to find an exact word to describe it. But thankfully she didn't have too as all she could manage was another soft moan. "Sam...oh..." Her hands had made their way to his shoulders and one slipped into his hair, half petting, half gripping, not sure quite what to do in response.

Every sound and tiny movement she made encouraged and emboldened Sam's exploration of her body. He was glad that she wasn't tensing up or freaking out about this, that she seemed to be just as eager for it as he was. Sam was also glad she was letting him focus on pleasing her, because he wasn't sure how well he'd be able to do this if she was trying to do the same to him.

The fingers in his hair caused him to give a low moan, his body shivering a bit in response. His mouth still continued to kiss and lick along her breast, getting teasingly close to her nipple before he kissed over to the other one, hand coming up to cup the breast his mouth had just attended to. He tried not to think too much about it, think about how they were really doing this, and what it actually meant, because if he did his brain was going to completely freak out.

Instead, he continued to tease her, fully exploring every inch of her chest, finding what she liked and didn't like, before his tongue brushed along her nipple, followed by his lips kissing it lightly.