The Apartment Above Luke's, Sunday Night

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So, Anders had graduated and he and Dante were leaving for a two-week trip tomorrow. Kathy felt that was enough of a reason to splurge on a fancy dinner-date, so after putting in a ridiculous order for tapas downstairs (with enough to feed Raven, too, of course), she set about making her room into a romantic little evening hideaway. Her desk with a cloth over it made for a lovely table for two, candles scattered about gave the whole area a nice kind of ambiance, and while a pitcher of sangria wasn't the most romantic drink in the world, it was fruity and delicious and that was really what mattered. She turned her ipod on low and, confident that everything was ready, sent Anders a text:

Hey graduate. Shift almost up? Dinner's ready whenever you are. <3

[For the one named and SP!]

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Anders laughed softly and skimmed his hands down to lift the bottom of her shirt. "There's no way I can argue with that idea."

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Kathy arched under his hands, then tried to angle him back towards her bed. "I want to straddle you while you undress me," she whispered. "And then strip you naked have have my way with you. That okay?"

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"More than okay," Anders told her as he sank down into the bed and beckoned for her to get closer. "It sounds like the perfect dessert."

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Kathy was only too happy to climb onto him, setting herself down onto his lap, directly over the bulge in his pants. She shivered as she settled onto him and then bent over to claim his mouth again. "You're so gorgeous it hurts," she breathed against his lips, her hands tugging at his shirt until they could slip beneath the fabric and caress his skin.

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"I'm not, but thank you for saying so," Anders told her, smiling at the touch of her hands as he began to work his shirt over his head. "You're the the gorgeous one."

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Kathy ducked, shaking her head as a slight flush stained her cheeks. It never ceased to surprise her that Anders could look at Dante and still consider her gorgeous, too.

She leaned forward and licked the lines of his neck down towards his chest as it became visible. "You're mistaken, but I'm not going to argue," she murmured, shifting her hips over his. "I want you to touch me everywhere."

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And Anders thought Kathy and Dante were both completely insane to look at him and think he was even in their league, so there you were.

"I don't think you could stop me from doing that," Anders said, and reached for the hem of her shirt. "Lift your arms."

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Kathy did as she was bade, arms over her head at she smiled down at him. Her shirt rose above the hem of her skirt, exposing several inches of creamy skin and taut muscles. "Talk to me?" she breathed. "Tell me what you want."

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"I want to feel you moving on top of me," Anders whispered, walking his fingers up that creamy abdomen. "I want to tease you until you can't stand it and you have to take me in, like you'll die if we don't. I want you to ride me until you come, and then turn you over and take you."

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Kathy shuddered under the onslaught of his words, panties already damp getting soaked and the muscles in her thighs going slack. "Oh god yes," she whimpered and wrapped her legs around his, grinding down against him. Her nipples were hard, poking against the fabric of her shirt. It felt rough against them, suddenly sensitive. She pulled the shirt up and off of her and offered him a breast. "I'm ready for that teasing."

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"Are you?," Anders said, as he ground his hips up against her. Even through three layers of cloth, it felt amazing.

"Good," he added, as his fingers closed around the nipple to tug at it in a way he hoped would be just short of painful.

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Kathy gasped, the noise sharp in the stillness of her room. "Y-yes," she said, voice shaking. She shifted over his thigh again, wondering if she was leaving a damp spot behind. Her hands drifted down to his pants and started to unfasten them. "More? Please, please more."

Whatever he wanted her to do, she'd do and gladly.

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"Of course," Anders said, and undid and discarded her bra so he could cup the other breast as well. He could play with them for a long time, especially when she was grinding against his lower body so nicely.

He would have said more, but his breath was catching in his throat. Hopefully his pleased gasps got the point across.

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She was picking up what he was putting down, those noises delightfully familiar and doing their own bit to stoke the fires in her belly. As soon as she got his pants open, she abandoned them in favor of easing her underwear off, though she didn't bother removing her skirt. Not yet. That wasn't impeding access to anything important, the way her panties had been.

She'd figure out what to do with the rest of their clothes in a moment, but that could come after she ground against him again, the sensations that much more acute with nothing in the way.

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Anders whimpered. The smallest move of his hands and his hips, and he'd be home inside her.

"You feel so wet," he cooed as the writhed together. "So ready. And I want you so much,"

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Kathy reached between her legs and slicked up her fingers, then slid her hands into his pants and wrapped her fist around his cock, using her own wetness to ease her strokes. "I'm soaked," she said in a dark whisper, lips brushing against the sensitive skin just behind his ear. "See what you do to me? Just some naughty words and a tug on my nipples and look how you get me."

She was tempted to tell him about her implant, to just take the plunge (as it were) and truly feel him. But they hadn't really had a chance to talk about it and right now when they were wrapped in a fog of desire was probably the worst time to mention it--

Kathy kissed him, just to keep herself from blurting anything out, increasing the pressure of her hand as she did.

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Anders kissed her back, moaning a little into her mouth as their lips moved together.

"I like your nipples," he babbled. "I like all of you, but the way they turn into hard little raspberries every time I touch them is just amazing. And, dear Maker, we're so close I feel like I might just slip into you without meaning to any second. You don't make it easy to have restraint."

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Kathy, playing with fire, moved her hand and pulled him out from his pants, then slid her cunt along his length. She gasped as her clit slid over the velvet firmness of his erection, feeling the uneven surface of the vein against the swollen bud.

"We...we..." she panted. Again, this conversation would be easier to have if she wasn't torturing the both of them. "Implant," she said raggedly, not even sure if he'd understand what that meant. "Arm. But we're not--we haven't agreed--"

They weren't exclusive. Not even counting Dante, of course, but they'd deliberately kept the option of sleeping with other people open and Kathy wasn't going to risk the possibility of catching something from an open loop.

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Anders gasped and shut his eyes. His groin wanted one thing and his head wanted another, and it took real effort to go with what his head new was right.

"Maybe get off me for a second," he suggested reluctantly, sliding his cock along her slit slowly even as he spoke. "We need either a condom or a talk, and we aren't going to manage either when all I want is to feel your cunt swallow me up."

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With a needy whimper, Kathy leveraged herself up and off of him, feeling obscurely like she'd let him down. After all, Dante wouldn't have had to hesitate--

She shut down that line of thinking before it could send her mind reeling down ugly paths and lay on the bed, arm slung over her eyes and legs trembling.

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"Sorry," Anders said, and let his hand rest low on her belly as he tried to focus. He felt like he'd disappointed her by asking her to stop, but this was the kind of thing where he needed to be absolutely sure what she wanted -- not just what would feel good in the moment. "I couldn't follow what you were saying about the implant. Can you -- maybe just try it again?"

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Both of them ridiculous children, each worried about having disappointed the other.

"You're apologizing?" Kathy asked, pushing herself up onto her elbows to look at him. "Why would you--don't apologize. You didn't--there's nothing for you to apologize for," she said and on that, her voice was firm. "You're right, we should talk. And I'm sorry that we still need to talk, rather than just being able to...get right to it, I guess."

But that wasn't what he'd asked about, so she pushed herself further up, then scooted around to be curled up against him again. "Birth control implants," she said, extending her arm towards him. "If you touch me here--" she brushed a finger lightly over the inside of her elbow, "--you can feel them. They're more effective than condoms when it comes to preventing pregnancy and they last for four, five years. I've had them for a few months now."

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Anders reached his fingertips over, tracing the bumps. "Those are clever," he said idly, as he thought about what to tell Kathy. He understood this was about more than her choice of birth control.

"I haven't been with anybody but Dante in a few months," he said in the end, serious tone at odds with their all but removed clothing and reddened flesh. "And I've no reason to think I'm sick. So I'd love to trust the implant and throw out the condoms. But you're taking more of a chance than I am, so it has to be up to you."

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"Well, the reason I haven't mentioned them up till now is because I didn't want to push you into making a decision you weren't ready for," Kathy said slowly. "Or like I was holding the possibility of getting rid of condoms over your head in exchange for you agreeing to close our relationship. That wouldn't be fair to either of us and it's not what I want to do now. But I'm not Dante and I'm not a healing mage, so I can--catch stuff. So if we're not ready to close the loop to just the three of us, I'm not going to get rid of the condoms."

She couldn't put limits on what (or whom) Dante did, but if he couldn't be an infection vector to pass along to Anders, it was kind of moot.

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Huh. Quasi-monogamy wasn't something Anders had thought about much since their last conversation, but when Anders considered it, it made sense. The only reason he could imagine wanting to sleep with somebody else was if it was a unique opportunity -- something along the lines of Dante's dalliance with Isabela-as-a-boy, or the orgy they'd once had on a trip to Baltimore. And as far as that went, passing up one or two special experiences a year hardly seemed like much of a sacrifice compared to what Kathy was offering.

But there were other considerations.

"I don't have a problem closing the loop, but what if the island has other ideas?" Anders asked, resting his head on a palm. "I'd plan to be faithful, but I can't control if we all wake up some morning with amnesia and Mara Jade and I decide to run away together."