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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"I'm pretty sure I can find some kind of leather sleeve from Dite's if you want," Kathy offered. "I mean, you'd still be free-balling, but your shaft dick would be...mostly covered."

She was pretty sure the sleeves were designed to let the tip peek out.

"...I'm just realizing how much more I know about cock sleeves than I ever thought I would."

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Dante turned his head and smirked at her. Lazily.

He said nothing.

Look, she'd said cock sleeve. Right after what they just did.

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Sometimes, Kathy had no idea what Dante was thinking. Other times, like right now, she knew exactly where his brain was at.

"Oh my god, Dante, shut up your entire face," she groaned, hiding behind her hands.

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"Hey, you're the one who said cock sleeve," Dante snickered.

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"Well...it's a thing that exists!" Kathy declared because apparently this was the time to double down. "And is gonna be part of your uniform now, Random Henchman Number Three."

Now she was torn between figuring out a uniform for him and making it as absurd as possible for the laughs or never doing that at all ever oh god.

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"Kinda ruining your access there, you know," Dante mued.

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"Most of the leather ones have snaps," Kathy pointed out. "Or laces. But the snaps would make a more satisfying noise as you opened them all at once."

Why was she giving real thought to this again?

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"You really wanna be like, 'let's get it on, I'll open up your dick snaps'?"

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"Can't be worse than, 'let's get it on, I'll peel off your extra-skinny jeans.'"

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"Skinny jeans are hot," Dante retorted. "Dick sleeves just make you look like you're begging for a photo shoot."

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"I mean, I could see you pulling off a modeling career," Kathy teased. "C'mon, give me a pouty look. Something that says, 'I could fuck you or I could be sad about the state of the world and I'm not sure which it is.'"

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Dante looked over at her and gave her a Look.

It was just his usual look. Which was kind of modely to begin with...

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"Perfect," Kathy told him, because she was an asshole.

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"You're the worst, Kathy Li," Dante decided, stretching in his seat. "The absolute worst."

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"Enh, you wouldn't know what to do with me if I were nice all the time," Kathy scoffed. "Other than, like, side-eye me and wander away."

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"True," Dante allowed. "I mean, you're pretty hot when you're mean."

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"So, when you say you like it rough, you don't just mean nails," Kathy surmised, looking over at him with a fond smile. "Like, you want someone to give you shit, bite you a little, make fun of your face, and then go hard. Good to know."

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In the sack, yeah.

In everything else, Dante'd been learning otherwise over the past year.

Dante's smirk was filthy. "Hey, I know any jokes you make about my face aren't true."

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It would take a great deal for Kathy to ever say anything like that in earnest.

"Oh really?" The obvious answer was because Dante was fucking gorgeous and everyone knew it. But that smirk stirred her...curiosity, sure. "And why is that?"

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"Don't remember you complaining when you rode it just now," Dante said, eyes bright.

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And here, Kathy was torn between cracking wise and not rocking the boat. She held up a finger and opened her mouth to tease, then subsided. Sure, Dante knew how to take a joke and they'd been joking all the way up to this point, but in the end, she still wasn't sure enough of her footing to say, Well, yeah, because your mouth was occupied.

Even though she knew that Dante would get it. Ugh.

She also dismissed Maybe it was a fluke, I should try again to see for sure.

In the end, that left her with, "Hey now. Making fun of your face and making fun of your skills are two different things."

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"Hate to break it to you, but my face's pretty important to these skills."

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"The structure, not the composition," Kathy retorted, finding the rhythm of their conversation again. "Or are you going to tell me you couldn't eat pussy that well if you weren't so damn pretty?"

Hey Dante. Remember the time you had to cajole her into saying that word?

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"Nah," Dante mused. "But don't tell me you don't like a face as pretty as mine eating you out 'till you come all over it."

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"Dante, when I'm coming all over your face, what you look like might not be the furthest thing from my mind, but it's pretty far out there," Kathy said, snorting. "Now, when I'm just imagining it, however...yeah, I guess your face might help do it for me."

Though, at this point, that was equal parts because it was pretty and because it was his.