Barry's Old Warehouse, Warehouse District, Monday Afternoon

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There were some days when you just had to get away, when the house just felt small and confining and more than a little bit suffocating. That feeling had chased Kathy all morning until she'd finally grabbed her guitar and a book or two and left. As soon as the door closed behind her, she'd breathed a bit easier, some of the tension leaving her jaw and shoulders. A walk through town helped relax her even more, her mood light enough after grabbing lunch at Luke's to see her whistling as she meandered around.

She still didn't want to head home, so instead she wandered over to Barry's old warehouse, settling in with her books and her guitar, idly reading and playing as the mood took her. Nothing like a few hours of quiet time in an old warehouse to make someone miss the comforts of home, right?

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"Uh huhhh," Dante said.

Dubiously.

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"You asked for this," Kathy said, setting her guitar aside and bouncing up to her feet. It took her a second to remember all the words, her hips shifting back and forth to the rhythm.

Her foot tapped as she dove right in. The words were (mostly) Korean, but she still knew how to spit them, strutting back and forth in front of the couch as she got into it.

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Dante laughed as she did so, but it was at least a little appreciative. "Auditioning for a hiphop video too?" he teased.

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"Why not?" Kathy asked, giving him a wink. "You could be the king but watch the queen conquer."

Which she also had memorized. That and Nicki's verse from Bang Bang. And Anaconda. And--look, she just like Nicki, okay?

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"Hey, I've met your anaconda," Dante teased. "Still doesn't make you a hiphop video star. Like your private shows better anyway."

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"If I remember correctly you didn't," Kathy said with a smirk. "We were still kinda on the outs when I had one of those. You'll have to wait for next year to meet my anaconda."

She paused, hip cocked to the side. "Lucky for you, you got enough buns to make it want some."

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Dante laughed.

"... So did you introduce Anders to it?"

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"Yeah," Kathy said, flushing. "It's how I discovered that, umm, I'm okay with going down on girls under certain circumstances, at least."

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Dante snickered softly. "Fuck my timing," he said.

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"We're good now, right?" Kathy pointed out cheerfully. "Next time it happens, I'll show you some of what I learned to do to pretty girls I want to fuck."

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Dante smirked, sitting back. "You were a pretty hot dude."

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"You did look like you were more interested than you wanted to be," Kathy noted, flinging herself back onto the couch, her guitar between them. "Probably the skinny jeans you loaned me. Made my ass look good."

And her abs had gone on forever.

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"Part of me wanted to sit on you right there," Dante admitted. "Though that mighta just been my short skirt talking."

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"It was a good skirt," Kathy said, smiling a bit at the memory. They hadn't been ready yet--it would have made things even weirder between them--but it had been a good skirt. "First time you'd been a girl?"

It had been Kathy's first time as a guy. It had managed to skip her the other times it hit, much like how she always remained her age when everyone else went small.

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"Yeah," Dante said. "Didn't get to take it for much of a test drive, though."

Beat.

"And now I'm thinking about you in a skirt sitting on me. Dammit."

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"If only I were in a short skirt and interested in sitting on you," Kathy said, stretching her very long legs out past her very abbreviated hem.

Look, she was going to keep wearing tiny skirts as much as she could until it got too cold to do anything but wrap herself up in blankets and glare.

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"Wanna take a music break?" Dante asked, tilting his head as he watched her legs.

Maybe hoping to get a peek.

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Kathy brought her legs back up, tucking them demurely beneath her on the couch--but not before she let her skirt ride up. Not a lot, just enough to show off her slender inner thigh and a hint of bright color at its apex.

"I could be persuaded," she said, watching him with eager eyes. Dante did manage to be incredibly sexy, even just sprawled out on a threadbare couch.

Damn him.

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"Yeah? What do I have to do?" Dante asked.

Leaned over her, his hand on her thigh.

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The suggestion 'seduce me' hovered on the tip of her tongue, but that had the potential to be a really bad idea, depending on how he decided to go about it. And Kathy was trying to be smart.

So instead, she grabbed his collar and tried to tug him over for a kiss. "Just being you helps," she admitted.

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Dante blinked, (some) dirty ideas vanishing from his head at that response.

He kissed her back anyway. "Just being me, huh?"

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Wait, no, dirty thoughts, come back!

Kathy was so bad at this!

"Yeah," she said with a rueful smile. Then, a little more lightly, she added, "You know how hot you are, Dante. Stop fishing for compliments."

More makeouts, less talking. That was the ticket.

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There was still something off about it, but Dante decided to shrug it off. "Worth a shot," he said brightly, fingers sliding up her skirt.

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Excellent decision Dante. Kathy approved.

"What, doesn't it get old hearing that you're sexy enough to get me going with a look all the time?" she asked, parting her thighs so there was nothing stopping his fingers from going all the way up. She nipped at his throat and slid er guitar carefully to the floor.

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Dante's fingers pressed up against her, finding her clit under the fabric of her panties. "Nah, not really."