Baltimore, Monday Night

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Dante and Kathy's evening out in Baltimore--she was a little hesitant to call it a date, per se--couldn't have come at a better time. A night out not thinking about the weekend was pretty much exactly what the doctor ordered. And if not thinking about the weekend happened to include a long motorcycle ride through Baltimore at speeds other people might consider 'unsafe' ('insane' might not have been entirely incorrect, either), a stop at the bar for some drinks, and the promise of much more excitement to come, well, then who was Kathy to argue?

"So, where to after this?" Kathy asked, feeling flushed and warm from the drinks and company in about equal measure. "I could show you some of my favorite places around Baltimore, but most of them are just, like, places that it's fun to ambush drug dealers and stuff."

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"Make it a rooftop," Kathy suggested, their speed the only reason her hands were still at his waistband and not checking to see if he was as devoid of underwear tonight as he had been the last time they'd been to Baltimore. "These alleys are likely to be a lot more crowded than the one Ezra found."

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He was about as devoid of underwear, yep. Dante slowed the bike, approaching a side-street, then stopped it entirely, his foot hitting the ground.

"Hey, roofs," he said, "Good one."

He nodded at the stairs. "Boring way or the fun way?"

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"You know, I can see arguments for both," Kathy said, tapping her finger against her cheek. "Fun way is fun. Boring way means you can carry me while I focus on making it hard for you to think. Normally I wouldn't even consider the stairs, but..." Her hand strayed to the front of his pants and she cupped him through the fabric. "I can see the appeal."

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Ah, nice. Dante smirked, nice and slow, and his hand moved back to touch her thigh. "You're actually tempting me about the slow way," he said. "That's new."

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"Sometimes it's fun to do things the slow way," Kathy said. "Builds up the antici--"

She leaned in to nip at his throat, just hard enough to sting for a moment.

"--pation."

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Dante's eyes slid shut for just a second. Mm. Sting.

Then he swung his leg over the side of the bike. "Well, c'mon, then."

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Kathy hopped off the bike, landing in her heels as easily as anyone else would in flats. "So, am I bouncing up ahead of you so you can enjoy the view? Or should I be wrapping my legs around your waist?" She gave him a smile, even as her hands came up to unfasten the first few buttons of her shirt. "I suppose we could always go fast at first and then slow down later."

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"You're the master of the slow tease," Dante said, more amused than anything else. And... maybe distracted, because hey look, he was pretty sure he hadn't seen most of that skin since the picnic.

"I'm just happy to get up the stairs."

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"I like it," Kathy admitted. "I like being driven to a fever pitch. I like the idea of getting you so keyed up, there's no finesse, just driving need. We both know what's going to happen once we get up there, the real question is how much we're going to want it once we're there. And I like the idea of you wanting it very, very much."

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Well, damn. It was kinda hard not to smirk through that.

"Then go on ahead," Dante drawled slowly. "Never had time to watch your ass move while you did your thing."

He liked to be direct.

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Dante found it kinda hard not to smirk while breathing, come on now.

"If you say so." She grinned up at him, then suddenly spun around and raced for the building, ignoring the stairs entirely. "Can you catch me, you think?" she called, before starting to bounce her way up.

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"Oh, that's gonna happen one way or another," Dante called.

He took a leap up, feet touching on thin air, then somersaulted, covering a great deal of ground before his feet found a balcony to touch on briefly.

He was looking up, yep.

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There was a lot to see. A lot of skin, anyway, not much fabric. Kathy had a gymnast's legs, all smooth skin and flexing muscle as she swiftly moved from one section to another. She didn't just jump--there were handsprings and flips, backbends and somersaults. She wasn't just doing it to show-off for Dante. It was times like this that she really felt alive.

"Almost to the top!" she called, laughing.

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A couple of years from now, Dante'd be able to cheat: tear into the fabric of reality and let it do the work for him.

But right now, he was just some kid who could jump high and fast-- just not as fast as her. And since the point was to keep the view, well, he wasn't putting in that much of an effort.

"Your speed is fucking nuts!" he yelled, following right behind. "Legs too!"

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Hey, let Kathy enjoy being able to beat a Nephilim in a footrace while she still could. It was pretty much the only thing she could win.

"Just wait till you see my flexibility!" she called as she vaulted onto the roof. "I have a feeling you'll appreciate that just as much!"

Ezra certainly seemed to!

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Dante's foot found an air conditioning unit, and then he went flipping onto the roof himself, landing feet first and right behind her.

"Probably," he agreed.

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"Well then," Kathy said, looking over her shoulder to smile at him. "Here we are. What do you think--is more slow teasing in order?"

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"I dunno."

It took a few quick paces, but Dante reached her in no time. And if she let him, he was wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in.

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Oh, he was more than welcome. They'd been building up to this for weeks now. She wrapped one leg around his and scored this inside of his calf with her heel. "Feeling appropriately keyed up?" she asked with a small laugh.

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"Like I said, you're the expert there," Dante said. Though considering how close his hips were...

He slid his hand up and under her shirt. Slowly. Leaned down, and whispered, "I'm just looking forward to finding out what you look like when you come."

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"Fuuuck," Kathy breathed, with no hint of stuttering. "Dante, I like words. Like them a lot." So, you know, feel free to keep talking. "Do me right and you can find out multiple times tonight alone."

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So she did know how to curse. Dante's hand kept moving until it found a curve upwards.

Still moving after that, actually.

"'Right's a big word," he said. "How d'you like it better, Kathy? Rough up against the wall, or on the floor, with your ass up in the air?"

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She did! She only had trouble with it when she was thinking about it. Get her mind on something else--or, better yet, not thinking at all--and Kathy developed quite the mouth.

Though her answer to his question was going to have to wait a moment; she moaned as her nipples hardened under his questing fingers. "Both," she told him. "I like both. I like it hard and rough and deep."

Things she never would have even guessed about herself a few months ago. "But if you take me up against a wall, I'm going claw up your back something fierce." That wasn't a warning, it was a promise.

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"Oh, I like that," Dante said. His fingers lingered, then pinched. "Probably figured that out already," he said, his other arm making sure she got pressed up against him nicely. "I bet you can put your legs up real high, too. Make it easier to go deep."

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That pinch earned him another gasp, her hips undulating against his. "I could rest them on your shoulders if I really wanted," she said. "Though that might make things a little difficult in other ways."

Since his hands were burrowing up her shirt, it only seemed fair hers do the same, nails leaving thin red lines where they passed.