The Causeway to Baltimore, Thursday Afternoon

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Kathy had been doing some thinking recently, going over the activities that helped her cut through the noise in her brain. All of the ones she'd found so far involved the participation of other people and she needed to find something she could do by herself so she didn't have to keep bothering folks. And that had gotten her to thinking about the almost-reverie she'd slipped into on Dante's motorcycle. That was something she could potentially do for herself...except she'd need a bike of her own.

Or Dante could share his, but ahahahahano.

It wouldn't hurt to start looking for something like that, though, would it? Even if she didn't buy something right away, having an idea in her mind wouldn't hurt. She made her way towards the Causeway and sent a text at the same time. If she were going shopping, she should consult an expert, right?

Hey. U busy?

[For the motorcycle guru and SP]

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Had he been a little freaked out by what she just did? Yeah.

Didn't stop his eyes from dipping to her cleavage for a second, all that pale skin now somewhat flushed.

He put her bike down on the ground, muscles in his arms shifting under the skin with the movement of it. "I'm game if you're game."

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Dammit. How easily she was distracted by those arms and he knew it. Dirty pool, Dante, dirty pool.

"I don't quite think I'm ready to hop on my new bike to give it a test drive yet," she admitted, straightening up. She pulled her hair down and let it fall around her shoulders, dark on light. "I could probably use a bit of excitement that doesn't have me scared for my life."

Still usually ended up weak in the knees and with a racising heart though.

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Dante smirked at her, nice and slow. (This was as productive a way to work off the adrenaline as he could think of.)

He stalked towards her, boxing her in against the car with his body, his hands settling on the car door on either side of her.

"Good," he said, leaning in.

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Much better than the fight she'd been half-expecting.

He was looming over her, but Kathy didn't shrink back away from him. No, she stood her ground, chin raised and a smirk of her own forming, arms folded just below her breasts to push them up and causing her neckline to gape further.

"Bet it will be," she murmured, before closing the little distance between them that remained with a kiss.

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Dante had no interest in keeping this light. He kissed her back fiercely, pushing her further back against the car, a hand settling over one of her breasts to knead and tease.

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For a moment, Kathy wondered what Dante would do if she ever asked for it soft or light or gentle. Remind her that wasn't really what they did? Or maybe--

His hand did an excellent job of scattering the thoughts his mouth had evoked and she moaned, her hands reaching for his hips to pull them flush against hers.

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He was happy to let her, hips moving to grind up against hers in a crude simulation of what they were planning for. "C'mon," Dante murmured, voice low right before he bit at her lip. "Let's get in the car."

His hands slid down, snagging her hips, trying to push her up over the car door.

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As often as they buttedheads--and it felt like they did that often now, far more than they'd ever had in the past--they could sometimes move in easy unison. He was no sooner hoisting her up than she was easing herself backwards, sliding over the door and down onto the butter-soft leather. her hands were at the front of her pants, popping the button open and dragging down the zipper to start pushing them down her hips.

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Dante stepped in after her - a little careful, so he wouldn't land right on top of her. He settled over her hips, nudging her further towards the back.

He needed the space if he wanted to settle between her legs.

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Kathy dropped a hand to the side of the seat and pulled the lever, dropping the seat back until it was practically flat and shimmied backwards until her shoulders hit the rear seats. Her pants slipped off and she kicked them aside before reaching up to remove her shirt and toss it into the seat next to her. "You're over dressed," she told him simply.

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"Maybe in a second," Dante said, distracted, cupping her breast anew.

This time, it was bare, and he could wrap his mouth around her nipple with no trouble at all.

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She wasn't going to keep arguing with hi over that, not with her nipple in his mouth, at the mercy of his tongue and teeth and the most delicious suction. She also wasn't going to bother sending her underwear flying, either. All upper brain functions had ceased. It was more instinct than thought that had her carding her hands through his white hair, nails sharp as they traced down his neck and over his shoulders.

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Dante let the nipple slide out of his mouth, ran his tongue over it nice and slow, followed it up with a skim of his teeth.

No more perfect place to get her revved up, was it? And fuck, her pale skin still looked hotter up close.

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Kathy shivered at his teeth, nails digging into the back of his neck. Though she would have spared a laugh for the pun if he'd voiced it out loud. She wrapped a leg around his hips and pulled him flush against her again, grinding up and down his front.

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Dante huffed out a breath of a laugh as he pulled away again, this time to nip at the skin of her breast.

"'m tryin' to go down on you here, Kat."

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"Oh," Kathy said, unwinding her leg from around him. She'd been pretty caught up with what his mouth had been doing she hadn't paid much attention to the rest of him. "Well, far be it from me to stop you."

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Dante smirked, kissing down along her chest. "That's what I thought," he said, and let his tongue play along her belly button.

Then further down, more kisses.

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Kathy gave a low laugh as his mouth send shivers through her. His lips tickled her skin, raising goosebumps as he passed. She raised her hips as he moved further down, inviting him to tug her underwear down as he moved.

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Dante's fingers traveled down first, teasing her over the fabric, pressing against her clit.

Then they moved back up, to pull down her panties.

He kissed the inside of her thigh, smirking lazily.

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"Fucking tease," Kathy said, giving him a fond grin, raising her other leg up over the back of the other seat, giving him plenty of room to move. "Goddamn, you're pretty," she added, watching that smile.

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"We're both pretty," Dante said, eyes lighting up with dirty mischief.

But he stopped teasing, pressing his face against her and sliding his tongue between her folds.

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And Kathy stopped being able to form coherent sentences, falling back into her elbows with a soft moan. She wasn't properly wet, not yet, but that state of affairs wasn't going to last long once his tongue got to work. Her clit was already perking up, eager for his attentions.

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Dante noticed as he worked his way back up; it inspired him to drag his tongue over her clit, applying just enough pressure that it was less tease and more encouragement.

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Her moan was louder this time, her hand going up to grip his hair again, the other starfishing over his shoulder to cling to him, nails prickling into his skin for impetus.

[rebelseekspizza]

The noise was impetus enough - not that Dante was complaining. He sucked on her clit, his fingers sliding up her thighs. They were playing along her skin and the edges of her folds now, waiting, teasing.