Red Riding Hood and the Wolf (artisticheart and HappyPancakes)

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artisticheart

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It was the 10th day of Spring and mother's "little Anna" was not so little anymore. Anna's mother looked at her standing in the doorway, recognizing her as a full-grown adult. In the village, this was a special day of celebrating young men and women who were now of age to take care of themselves and make a life for themselves in the world.

"My gosh, how you've grown..." Anna's mother trailed off. "And so well learned too!"

Anna only smiled sheepishly, hugging her red cloak to herself. "Mama, stop! It's not like that at all," she said. Nonetheless, she hugged her mother tightly.

Anna stood near the window of their modest house as she and her mother talked, enjoying the sunshine and the colorful spring view of flowers in their yard.
 
Across the village, Cas could practically feel the oozing of joy and nauseating pride from few of the mothers scattered around. This could only mean one thing. "Mamas' little girls again" He rolled his eyes before going back to work on the engine of his bike. He knew the village traditions for the young ladies in town – the incredibly stupid, annoying tradition. He knew that those mothers, who held their little girls with pride, were secretly terrified. He knew the feeling because he almost had a sister once. Once. But she didn't matter; those mothers kept their girls locked away for all that time, when those same mothers were much worse. The proof was in the apparent youth that all of those mothers had in common.

Did that include his own mother? Cas had no idea, considering how little he remembered her, or his birth father. And even if he wanted to remember them, it wasn't like he could pop to the house, or even the village next door and ask for himself. Regardless of the answer, he would've probably been sick to his stomach if he was still with them, and had his own sister to worry about now. Not out of worry, but just how annoying the whole process was. The only positive he could think of was that the girls were twenty three instead of sixteen like he heard they used to be. But with how annoyingly sheltered they were, they might as well be sixteen.

And yes, the girls were pretty – that was another bonus. No more awkward teenagers. At least the girls had a chance to physically grow into their faces and shed their acne prone skin and frizzy hair. Pretty girls with the bodies of women and the naivety of teenagers. Sounded like every hunter, bachelor and adultering husband's dream. But Cas had already hunted down so many of these girls, tempting them and bedding them, that it became a chore more than a game. And he was sick of all the girls looking the same even if they were pretty. Even a sea of roses gets boring. No, not roses. Not these girls. These were all daisies, daffodils and mums.

They far from excited him anymore, even if their youth and virginity should have. Cas swore if he saw another white dressed, starry eyed, pale skinned ingénue, he'd throw up. They would just have to be things to avoid as he finally had his engine fixed, and he was ready to go back home. The woods may not have been the most exciting place, but at least it was quiet, and shrouded moans rather well. Cas fixed himself onto his bike, driving past the houses, wishing there was a way to avoid the coos of mothers. It wasn't until he saw the splash of red among the houses and smiles, that he couldn't help but slow down. "Well this is new," he thought with a slight smirk. As much as he wanted to logically guess that mommy dearest gave her that cloak, he couldn't help but at least be attracted to it.

From village lore, no one had worn a kind of color like that on their first time for a while. And the cloak, much to Cas' approval, highlighted her dark hair and pretty features. Maybe this was a rose among daisies? He took off his helmet, wanting to get a better view of the beauty only to get a stern look from her mother.
 
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(OOC: "Sounded like every hunter, bachelor and adultering husband's dream." Dang Cas you're a savage XD)

Anna's mother had gone on talking. She was reciting a story that she had recited many times over. Today, however, was a special day, and Anna decided to give her full attention... until a certain someone parked in front of their house.

Anna had heard stories about this one named Cas, chatting up the women, riding around on his motorbike, being the black sheep of his generation in this village. She couldn't deny he was handsome and tried not to remember how girls her age talked about the infamous forest. Sure, they couldn't hear anything, but when a fellow maiden was lured away they all knew she'd come back a woman the next day.

But Mama had warned Anna about men like Cas. She'd always tell Anna, "Don't you get caught up with a boy like him. He'll tell you all of what you want to hear at lunch, and he'll stand you up for another woman at dinner!" Anna always thought she was just being dramatic about things. Cas got around, but Anna couldn't help but think her mom was speaking out of her own prejudice.

Anna's mother caught Anna staring and smiling out of the window. She turned to see it was the infamous Cas, and quickly shut the window with a stern look. Anna was appalled at the action.

"Mama!" she exclaimed. "How could you?!"
"Anna Elise, you know good and well what I say about men like him! He'll tell you all--"
"what I want at lunch, yada yada, leave at dinner, yes I know! But that's no reason to be rude!" Anna retaliated.

The two glared at each other for a moment, but Anna looked to Cas outside, then looked to her mom and smirked. "I'm going to apologize!" she announced as she went to the kitchen to pick up a slice of cake for him.

"Oh no, you won't!" Anna's mom said back.

"Nope, I'm an adult now," Anna replied with an evil grin. "Besides, it's you who's always saying 'treat others how you want to be treated!'"

Anna's mom rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Fine, but you stay right where I can see you."

"Yes, ma'am!" Anna sang as she walked out of the door with a plate of cake in hand. The red-cloaked girl smiled at Cas a little sheepishly but handed the cake to him.

"I'm sure you saw every bit of that, hahah... I'm sorry for what she did. I take it you're not coming back for the ceremony?"
 
Was Cas fond of seeing the mothers on this day get into a tizzy over nothing? Well, yes and no. It was funny when they acted this unreasonably, like this one's mother was. It was only the noise that seemed to bother him; the screeching was never fun and it was strange how they thought he couldn't hear a word of what they were saying. 'Tell you all you want to hear at lunch but Stand you up for another woman at dinner. How clever," Cas rolled his eyes, wondering just what was keeping him parked in front of the lawn at this house. He already saw the cloak, and the girl underneath it. He saw the mother, shrill and overly concerned just like all the other mothers. There had to be something there keeping him.

Red was an attractive color, but maybe it was the house itself attracting Cas? Turning the keys, he decided to stay just a little longer. Maybe until he got truly bored, maybe when he was kicked off. Time would tell. When he decided to get a closer look though, he wasn't surprised that little red decided to stare at him through the window. Reading her face, she was definitely curious, but not scared. At least it was nice not having scared doe eyes scared back at him, even if they hid their inner lust and desires. When mother dearest shut the blinds on them, Cas figured he might as well go then, make the mystery all that more exciting.


Cas stopped though when the argument came back just as loud and the girl wanted to apologize. Apologize? What exactly happened for an apology? At least from her anyway. If mother were to apologize, that would have been a different story. And maybe taking a more … lived woman to bed would be more of a challenge. But sure enough, she came out with a plate of cake and a smile. Why was she smiling like that? She made it clear that she knew what kind of man he was. So she wasn't naïve. Maybe she was just stupid. Or worse, stupidly brave. He stood, leaning against the bike as she approached him, handing him the cake and apologizing. "Mama' isn't too fond of me I see." Cas pointed out as he could see her mother's incredibly watchful eye from the slit of the curtains.


He gave a slow, robotic wave and gave a small, satisfied smirk when she huffed. Cas soon turned his attention back to the girl, holding the cake in his hands; he kept switching his gaze between her and the cake, seeing that she might have been waiting for him to take a bite. After all, it wasn't like he had storage to put the piece away in. So Cassian, despite his aversion to anything too sweet, started to take bites of the cake. Layer upon layer of sugar and vanilla took over his mouth but he kept his composure. Tiny pieces ended up getting picked up by his tongue, and there would be times his fork would linger around his mouth; intentional or not, they were almost always accompanied with his eyes on the debutant.


Cas finished eating, continuing to think about her reason for apologizing. "You don't gotta apologize Red. After all, mama could be right," he said as he handed her the empty plate, his lips near her ear. "I could be dangerous." He said, his voice low as he gave a wink to her incredibly disapproving mother before pulling away. He felt like scoffing at the idea of attending one of those stupid parties. They would be everywhere; it surprised him how many people even kept track of all of them. "Very sweet, but I have to go Red." He said, turning the engine one. He leaned forward, his fingers suddenly in between parts of the cloak, feeling the fabric and stitching. It was a much better quality of cloak than he expected, and even closer up, the color was stunning.


Cas wanted to see it again. In a strange way, the conversation wasn't the worst, and he could see her again too without a headache coming on. "Come by the garage tomorrow. And keep this on for me." He said, putting a corner of the cloak up to her lips before letting go and getting on his bike. As he drove off, he didn't look back as he disappeared into one of his dwellings in the thicket.
 
Anna only giggled awkwardly. "Yeah well..." Anna looked back at her stern mother as Cas waved to her. "I don't think she's fond of any boys right now."

The girl smiled a bit as Cas eyed her and the cake. She wasn't used to anyone's eyes lingering on her for too long, let alone a man's eyes. She cleared her throat and began to speak. "Right, I don't really know what to say, uh, my name's Anna. That's my mom, her name's Clarissa if you've heard of her...around...town..."

Anna looked back at Cas, who seemed to still be looking at her intently, and she felt her cheeks grow hot. Why is he staring so much? "A-Anyway!" Anna continued, "Again, I'm sorry for that. Unfortunately, I highly doubt she'll apologize, so...here I am, heh."

She took the empty plate and fork, but held her breath as Cas got too close. She could feel hot anxiety beginning to crawl up her back. Maybe it was feeling the seething rage of her mother. The jitters increased all the more as Cas inspected and studied her deep red cloak. Anna tried to keep still and keep her cool, but having the fabric being brought to her lips was a gesture she had never experienced before.

"I'll...be there," Anna replied to his invitation. When Cas drove off, out of earshot, Anna exhaled loudly. Maybe everyone was right, and Cas was more dangerous than Anna ever thought...

Anna staggered into the house, looking to her mother who had been shaking her head at Anna, and immediately bounded up the stairs. She sat on her fluffy, cream-colored bed and huffed. Anna thought about all the other women who had either come to hate him or couldn't get enough of him. Was she starting to become like one of them? Anna cringed at the thought. If she was going to go to his garage tomorrow (and after an invitation like that, oh she will), she'd have to make sure to remain calm.

"Anna! It's time to go!" her mother called from downstairs.

"Coming!" Anna called back. She stood up and came down the stairs, determining in her mind to stick with her plan. Remain calm, act natural, and especially, don't get swayed by his charm.
 
Cas grinned under his helmet. He didn't know why he expected Red to be a super feisty individual from looking at her. He should have been disappointed at how typically girly he was, and how willing she was to meet him even with her mother staring. But a part of that was pretty bold in its own sad way. Normally he would have to put a little more work in getting a girl to follow him. Cas didn't know actually, if it was sad or good that she was willing to go with him immediately. It was something to think about on the ride home, something that confused him. And against what he thought initially, something he liked about her now. It was small compared to how pretty her cape was, and the way it reminded him of childhood stories, but it was something.

"Red's either a genius or an idiot," Cas shrugged as he rode through the town. All around, he saw former conquests, angry mothers and pretty blonde debutants flush with curiosity and fear. At least Red was definitely more fearless than those girls. And from the looks of it, much, much prettier. Cas took one look behind him before driving into the wood. He didn't bother covering his tracks, or trying to keep a secret of where he lived. Everybody knew, yet nobody bothered to venture. They were scared; the past had a way of keeping the rest of the town in control and keeping them scared. And as long as that meant Cas wouldn't get bothered, it was just fine for him.

Cas rode through the wood until coming at a stop – his perfectly sized cabin almost looked picturesque in the current light, with the nearby stream and the door a light gray. He threw his keys on the table once he got in, resting on the couch and kicking his shoes off. He was face to face with the collection of knives on his wall – all made by his own hand at some point in his life. Grabbing a beer, he thought of Red. He thought about that pretty cape, the way she smiled at him instead of cowering. The idea of which dagger would look best with her skin came too, but Cas quickly brushed it off.

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By the next day, Cas was back to tinkering with this the engine above him. He occasionally had some of the dust in his eyes, but that was the least of his worries. No. Seeing Red today was the least of his worries. He'd left her with rather vague instructions, and as much as he hated to admit it, Cas had no idea what he wanted to do with her here. He figured he'd wing it when she arrived, or at least get the rest of the day to think about it.
 
Anna knew she was about to do something against the grain tomorrow. She knew it as she was being driven down the road to the ceremony. She knew it as she was escorted up to the stage by her mother, along with all the other girls and their mothers. She knew it when the master of ceremonies congratulated the girls and reminded them that this holiday was a celebration of purity from before they were of age and now into adulthood. The knowledge ate at Anna's conscience. Despite the plastic smile she wore, she felt beyond anxious... yet brimming with excitement.

During the ceremony, they were crowning the girls with sweet and feminine flower tiaras. When Anna's turn came up, she stepped to the front to receive the tiara on her head. Once it was on, she turned to the front and gave her best curtsy (she practiced with Mom's urgings). Anna received the applause with grace and nodded to her mother, who was crying at the sight of her all-grown-up daughter.

Yes, all-grown-up indeed. Her smile almost waned, thinking about how, potentially, that purity may very well be taken. To hide her anxiety, she tossed her hair like a true actress and nodded to the audience once more as she stood back in place.

The festivities passed, and the morning became night then morning once again. Anna was up, now in much more casual clothing: blue jeans, a black feminine blouse, and white tennis shoes. Layering all of it was her signature red cloak. She remembered the note she left on the kitchen counter. "Left to visit a friend, will be back by lunchtime." Oh how surprised her mother would be when she knew who her friend was...

As Anna stood at forest's edge, she wondered to herself, why was she so nervous? It's not like she would let him do anything...she hoped. Anna knew well exactly what she was about to walk in to, and yet still she found herself drawn into the forest like it was something she had to do at least once. Anna shook her head and covered it with her cloak, mentally kicking herself for having such a nervous mind. Quickly she went into the trees and walked down the path to Cas' cabin.

She looked around to see pretty much nothing but trees, as expected. The way the sunlight hit them looked nice in the morning, but she'd hate to be walking around at night in these parts. Anna made a mental note to get back exactly at lunchtime no matter what. Anna soon heard the noise of metal clinking together and turned to see the cabin. Her heart fluttered with fear and excitement as she saw Cas from a distance. Here goes nothing... or maybe everything.

To lighten herself up, she began to grin as she walked up to Cas and to his motorbike. Maybe a joke would help? "Making it pretty for me?" Anna asked with a small giggle, and she hoped for the best.
 
Cas awoke, groaning when he remembered that he made plans to have that girl come here… what was her name again? Belle? Hannah- no wait, Anna. Right, Anna. Red. He didn't know what the hell exactly came over him when he invited her over in the middle of the day. Night was different – he didn't exactly have to get stares from disapproving mothers in the middle of the night. Not all the time anyway. Cas replayed the conversation, remembering how much that cape pulled him in. It was strong, but was he really that captivated to take on a girl in the middle of her womanhood or whatever the fuck it was ceremony? But as Cas looked back, she didn't seem like the worst girl to take on.

She had enough to at least strike up a conversation with him. "Right," Cas remembered, her actions confusing him. It was better to be confused than to be completely bored out of his mind – he could thank other village girls for that. Shrugging, Cas got out of bed, figuring he could do some maintenance. Technically, it was a night he didn't have to go back into town until late. Would've been just enough time to see where things go with her. He pulled on his jeans, leaving his black tee on as he put on his coffee. Given enough time to actually think about it, a craving came to him that he hadn't had in a long time: picnic food.

Mostly deli meats, cheeses, breads and cakes but definitely things Cas had seen enough in a picnic. The presentation was girly and annoying to him, but at that moment, he could have eaten like, twelve of those turkey sandwiches. With his craving disappointed though, he settled on the toast and coffee in his cabin. "Needs bacon," He grumbled before he shook away the thought. Where the fuck did that even come from? Cas figured he would get rid of his strange food cravings by actually working on the bike, and got to that as soon as he felt fit. Which was now. The sun rose in the sky; a few hours passed before Cas heard footsteps. There would only be one person coming over to him at this time.

And Cas could feel that person lingering over him, watching him carefully. He could have just shooed her away, made her go wait or stop his work right there to deal with her. Instead he continued to work but kept his eye on her. After all, he was the one that invited her, but that didn't mean she was completely on her own time. Some time passed, and after the small glance at her earlier, he got a full look at her now when she jokingly asked if he was making the bike all pretty for her. "You wish, Red." He said, wiping off his hands. He couldn't help but grin at the joke – she definitely wasn't that stupid if she could make something up on her feet like that. He took more of her in as he wiped the sweat off his brow. Sure enough, she came with that pretty red cape, something that'd instantly drawn them together the moment he saw it.

"Hello again," Cas said, his greeting a bit less brusque than the first time they met. "I'm surprised – I was expecting a no-show." He said, noticing how the cape seemed to hide a rather nice figure underneath. "But you're a woman now aren't you. You can do what you want." He said, teasingly playing with a grasp of her hair. Cas was starting to regret this less and less. After all, she was rather pretty, and wasn't turning red on the outside at least. "What did you even tell her?" he asked.
 
Anna faked a pout at Cas' remark, but laughed a bit. So far so good! She watched as the man studied her and smiled a bit as she greeted him back. "Why would I be a no-show?" Anna asked. "That'd be pretty rude. And I told her that I was visiting a friend. I left a note so she wouldn't ask too many questions..."

Truth be told, she did not like going behind her mother's back in that way. That being said, it was as Cas said, she was a woman who could make her own decisions now. Anna tried not to show her skittishness as Cas played with her hair. She could not deny that this man was handsome to say the least. Anna took in a bit of his features when he stood up to talk to her and had to pretend like she wasn't staring at him.

Anna then flipped her hair gently to the other side, taking away the hair strand from Cas. Even though he was pretty hot, Anna still had to be careful. "Sooo," she said as she stood back with her hands on her hips and grinning. "What did you want to do? I mean, since you invited me, didn't you have something in mind?"
 
Cassian raised a brow when Red asked why she would've been a no-show, pointing out how rude it would be. "You'd be surprised, how many girls 'can't go through with it', like if they were jumping out of a burning building." He answered, "I mean, I've never bothered with the explanation – figured that someone found out about their plans and ratted them out." He shrugged. Even if he could tell that she was staring, at least it was different than in town. Primarily because he was the only person who she could've been talking to. Her talking to anything else would have been kind of bizarre.

Besides, Red was cute enough to catch his attention the other day, wasn't he? Cas got an even better look at her when she broke apart from him with her hands on her hips. "A lot, actually." He scoffed before nodding in a sly approval. There were about twelve things he could do to red just on the motorbike, all with varying levels of difficulty and stamina. But instead, he leaned back, resting on the bike again. "I almost thought about having you come to the garage in town, and have everyone freak about seeing you around me, like I'd eat you alive or something." He grinned. "I'm more curious about you though – not a lot of girls just offer me cake." He admitted, thinking back on what she said earlier.

"You told your mother you were visiting a friend. Are we going to be friends Red?"
 
Wow, so it wasn't just Anna's mom, but a lot of moms (and dads too, actually especially dads more likely) did not want their daughters around this man. Anna could understand in a way, no parent wants their child with a player or hustler, but this rejection was a little more intense. This was a very conservative town, and with conservative people meant sticking up for conservative values, no matter what.

Anna caught the innuendo in Cas' nod pretty quickly, and couldn't help but blush. "I uh, walked right into that one, didn't I?" she mumbled a bit as she rubbed her arm. Letting out a bit of a laugh to brush it off, she stood in front of Cas.

"I mean, I sure hope so," Anna replied to his question. "I still feel pretty bad about what happened yesterday. I'd much rather be on your good side and not leave a bad taste in your mouth... speaking of that actually," Anna then smiled at him. "How was the cake by the way?"
 
Cassian looked at her as she tried to process the information. It was strange how much of it was as surprise to her. Was she really unable to notice? There was something about this town that seemed a little bit off to Cassian. Even if he grew up here, sometimes people would look at not just himself but others, as strangers, like they were new in town. Like they had some kind of secret. The reality was that the town was the one with secrets. Well, everyone had secrets, but only a few people really went out of their way to act like they did. The subject changed some when she realized what kind of trap she walked herself in, and was surprisingly more mature about it than some of the other girls.

"Yes." Cassian said, nodding. He swore that he'd run over Red if she complained about how gross his mind was, especially with how far the two of them were getting now. "Don't - you can't control what your mom does." He said, brushing off the excuse rather quickly. Really though, people couldn't just keep to themselves in this town, couldn't they. But there was some kind of upside. "And she can't control you either." He pointed out the only upside to it all. He scoffed, smirking when she mentioned not wanting to leave a bad taste in his mouth. Nice enough girl so far but really unaware. "You love walking into those, don't you Red." He asked, "I mean, you could figure out what would be a bad taste in my mouth, but at least let me have dinner before dessert." He joked.

"Honest, it was fine." Cassian said, "Not too keen on sugary things though." He explained. "You don't know how many people put sugar to cover up being not so nice," He said as he wiped off the rest of his face and putting a helmet on. "So tell me Red, how familiar are you with these woods?" he asked, handing her a helmet.
 
Anna was hoping Cas wouldn't go for it, but that was obviously a moot point. Anna couldn't help but smirk as well and giggle a bit at his comeback. "Yeah, yeah," she said. "You're lucky I can handle jokes like that better than most. Most other people would be like 'Watch your mouth' or worse off, smack you in the mouth," Anna joked.

Something about what Cassian said, about how her mother couldn't control Anna anymore, made her feel a little bit more light on the inside. It wasn't like she was a bad mom or an abusive mom. She had her strong opinions, but so did Anna. It was finally starting to dawn on her that she really could make her own decisions now, and she smiled at the thought.

As for the cake, Anna took a mental note of Cas's opinion on it. Hey, at least it was edible! "If that ain't the truth," Anna replied with a huff. She found herself becoming more and more comfortable around Cas and wondered, maybe they really are going to be good friends and not just on good terms! As she was thinking, she almost didn't see Cas give the helmet, and she fumbled with a bit before holding it securely.

"Not too familiar actually," she replied. Anna wouldn't mention the stories and the tales, however. "This is the farthest I've been out!"
 
Cas leaned back, seeing her being an actual good sport. Was it really so strange to find a normal girl who could take a joke in their entire town? It must have been, because something as simple as this would've been refreshing for the untrained individual. "Because that's never happened before," Cas rolled his eyes, the sarcasm dripping from such fond memories. But he could at least focus in on Anna as it looked like something was finally starting to click in that head of hers. He could see the effects of his words taking over, making her even physically relax. Of course, by the time he planned on taking her into the thicker parts of the forest, so was he. Not that he was necessarily nervous, but something was changing.

Maybe the auras between them not immediately being animalistic, or her having a normal personality might have done it for Cas. "That's sad. Hold on tight then. It might get bumpy," He warned before getting his helmet on and leading her behind him on the bike. He made sure her hands were securely on him before riding in. He even ended up slowing down some for her so she could take everything in. Potential sexual tension aside, anyone who was at least willing to see the thicket for what it was deserved to actually see it. Of course, Cas had a slight fondness for the way the leaves changed in spring, and the blooms and ivy crept on whatever they could find. The nature made him feel at home, and not like he had to be on guard.

Cas stopped at a formation of rocks that resembled a shelter, but with various mosses and blooms creeping and bursting from the top of it. It almost seemed like its own forest on the rocks, and waterfalls surrounded the area. "Got enough of a view yet Red?" he asked, keeping her hands steadily on his chest.
 
The girl was amused at Cas's reaction. Poor guy must have gotten a few slaps of that kind. Anna giggled, sticking her tongue out a bit at Cas's sarcastic comment. "Nope, never."

Anna climbed onto the motorbike as she put on her helmet. When instructed to hold on, she first held on only to his side. When Cas moved them around his chest, it seemed as if Anna didn't know what to do with her hands. It was a good thing Anna was behind him, for her face had turned a little pink from the contact. Maybe in that regard, she was a little bit like the other girls in the village but, come on now, it was a hot guy's chest she was holding on to.

Anna settled and held on tight, and as they rode on into the deeper parts of the forest, Anna looked around at the trees and plant life. It all looked so vibrant! She was not expecting such sights, but it was more than pleasing to look at. Her favorite was the rock formation Cas stopped at. It was like looking at a small hideout, the kind that only best friends hang around in and call their clubhouse. "Nice..." she breathed.

When addressed, Anna turned back to face Cas (or Cas's back rather). "Enough of a view? Are you saying there's even more?" she asked. "I'd love to see it, that's if you're willing?"
 
Cas rolled his eyes, more amused than annoyed now as the two of them continued their banter on the way to the lake. Having her hands around his chest wasn't a new feeling by any means, but it wasn't a feeling that got old easily: Having that thrill dependent on him? And he could guess that by the time this was over, she probably wanted her hands exploring all of him. That was, until she seemed completely in awe of the area, and not even paying attention to the fact that she was there with him anymore. "I should get you out here more often," Cas grinned as she took all the sights in as well. Red seemed far less nervous here, like she was just as much in her element as he was his.

Cas couldn't blame her reaction. The town was weird as hell, people couldn't breathe in that place. And well, it really was rather lovely here. Too many girls were taken in by this, almost like Cupid's arrow to seal their fate with him. Of course, if he were a girl? It would've done just the same. "Most of the time, I'd tell them that the real view is back at the cabin… or on the bike, even in one of the caves. Depending on how brave they were." He scoffed, "But actually, yes. People who manage to get up top get a view of the whole country," He explained. "But I'm not stupid, and normally when I bring a girl out here, it's not for murder." Cas soon traced a finger up Anna's arm.

"I got a short-cut anyway," Cas said, tugging her gently to follow him into a mossy area with too many different wildflowers to name, and some deer. As they walked, and he later sat on a rock, he couldn't help but question his own actions. He'd planned on seducing the girl, and he was drawn to her enough to pin her down here and take what he wanted. But the side of him that was winning was a side that just wanted to see what she was really all about, and almost wanting to be her friend. This was fucked up. He didn't have friends - especially girl friends.
 
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At Cas's first comment, Anna laughed a little breathlessly. "I mean, it's awesome here! Everything looks so healthy and colorful and... hahah, I'm getting too excited. My bad, that's probably annoying," she ended, shaking her head. "It's just that the town has flower arrangements and gardens and stuff, but it doesn't look natural like this does, you know?"

Anna got off the bike and took off her helmet, shaking out her hair. Looking to Cas, she listened as he spoke. Real view back at the cabin... Anna was a little bit more enlightened this time and exhaled a bit in a short chuckle. "Is that so?" Anna smirked. She crossed her arms and leaned against one of the larger rocks. The thought of being able to see the whole country from the spots he was talking about sounded unbelievable. How in the world could a place like this show off such a vast view - and close by such a small and quiet village? Maybe it was just one of it's hidden specialties.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt his finger move up her arm. Immediately her mind was wanting her to run and to stay all at the same time. Anna's face wouldn't have let on, but Cas would have been able to feel goosebumps almost instantly pop up on her skin. "I assume not to make lunch either," Anna said, trying to lighten the mood.

Short cut? Anna followed Cas through the moss and the flowers. She started slowing down as she took in all of the wildflowers of the area. Dandelions, daisies, blue wildflowers, red wildflowers... All of this, every part of this, was wonderful. Anna couldn't help but wonder, was this the precursor to whatever Cas had in store for the girls he brought over? Anna thought that staying cheerful and being funny would help keep herself from making rash decisions, but if he tried anything, what would she say? And even... would she let him have it?

Quickly she shook the thought from her head and looked up to see Cas sitting on the rock. "Sorry, sorry. Got distracted," she said with a small laugh. Anna sat down next to him.
 
(I probably should've given a warning that I was out of town for a week but life has just been so blah that I don't think it would've even mattered. I'm sorry for no warning anyway)

Cas watched Red come to life with the environment around her. Honestly? The fact she was apologizing for coming off as annoying was fine enough for him, even if he didn't think too much of how excited she really got. At least she wasn't high maintenance, or afraid of getting her clothes dirty. Sure he couldn't use the dirt as an excuse to get her clothes off, but it was something. "A little." He shrugged, sneaking up behind her. But let me guess, you're 'never like this'?" he asked, as he playfully poked at her side to see if he could tease or scare her. The small sample of skin he touched was soft, like a lot of other girls, but had a sweet smell unlike the rest of them.

It wasn't something Cas could smell when they first met, or maybe he was just too far away to smell it. And it didn't smell like any perfume. It could have just been her natural smell, but why did it take them being in the woods to smell it? He shrugged it off as he kept his eyes on her. Red was certainly something, the red cape standing out against the natural flora. "Kind of a shame you have to even make that comparison," he said, leading her through some more of the wood. "But people in this village are scared of the woods, like they're trying to hide from something in it." He said. It would've just been a joke if Cas hadn't noticed something so quickly from the beginning. It all started with his childhood, something odd struck people about the fact that he lived here.

"Probably me and my big fangs," Cas joked as she talked about lunch. He got comfortable on the rock, not bothering with any other formalities so far. They were in the middle of the woods. What was she going to do about it? "Well, I wouldn't say food wasn't a little on your mind – you're the one with the picnic." He pointed out as he offered his hand out, helping her onto the rock. "Don't blame you with a view like this," he agreed, giving her a quick smile before focusing on the picnic basket. "So what did you bring on this lovely walk today little girl?" He said, mocking some of the creepy villains from old stories.
 
"Hn--!!"

Cas managed to get a squeak out of Anna, and a jump, but that was it. She covered her face and laughed a bit. "You're a jerk," she said through small laughs. It was a wonder how she was starting to get comfortable around this guy. Maybe there was nothing to fear in the first place... Anna thought.

"Well, they're missing out," Anna stated. "I mean, perfect picnic among better daisies and daffodils than any of the villagers could hope to plant? It's stupid to ignore this place." With that, she pulled up the basket of food and took his hand to climb up onto the rock. When he made the joke about his fangs, Anna giggled. "You? With fangs?" she said. "Never!"

Anna gave Cas a look, but then snickered and shook her head. "Well, Mr. Creepy-Old-Guy," she jested. "I just made some small sandwiches... nothing too extravagant, just salami, mayo, cheese... that's about it."

Anna smiled, a little bit sheepishly this time, and opened it. "There's also some water if you need any, so...have at it!"
 
Cas smiled. He was actually having a little bit of fun with this girl. Only words exchanged so far, but humor none the less. "Well that's not very nice from a young lady, isn't it," he asked, giving her a fake pout before relaxing on the rock, his shirt riding up a little with how he shifted. He scoffed at Red's declaration against the rest of the village. "Well what did you expect from them?" Cas asked, tucking his jacket under his head, "I mean, they still have that group debutante shit." he said, rolling his eyes. "Far too many of them aren't even women when they get initiated." He said, thinking back to scenes from his childhood, "Not very fun at all." He shrugged.

Was there something incredibly annoying about a debutante claiming to be a woman but shrieking at any mention or sight of sex? Incredibly, far too much than Cas would've admitted he'd had to deal with. But if Cas wasn't the one taking them, a 'good boy' would get his pick. And how many of them were really as honest? At least Red didn't seem too drawn into the idea of a good man, instead giggling about the idea that he could be dangerous. "You never know Red. I could eat you alive." He warned with a smirk as he realized he was starting to get a little hungry. The coincidence might have been uncanny, but he just shrugged it off as Red described what she brought. "Good enough feast for hooligans like us," He said, taking his jacket and unfurling it, putting the basket on top.

A sandwich or two in, Cas realized his hunger hadn't subsided as much as he thought. And these weren't necessarily tiny tea sandwiches either. Maybe he was low on iron, or wanted more – even if his breakfast and this 'lunch' were pretty close together. He looked at his companion, hoping to see that maybe she was feeling the same and they could indulge together. Instead she looked perfectly content, and almost too damn perfect at that. The red cape made her stand out, engulfing her but accentuating the tones in her skin and hair. Red was cute, and she'd stood out to him for a reason, but why were they getting along so well?

"You probably gotta get down by sundown, right Red?" Cas asked, sitting back up. "I mean, we've only scratched the surface of this woods," he offered.
 
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