Barry's Old Warehouse, Warehouse District, Sunday Afternoon

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So. The island could turn her back into an ex at literally any moment. That was not a thought that was good for Kathy's peace of mind. Being an ex again, for however short a time, had not been good for Kathy's peace of mind. She hadn't been a mindless husk that had seen everything that moved as 'prey,' no, but that was cold comfort when she had spent the day eating brains.

Sharing brains with other people.

Hunting small creatures to get--

Her stomach lurched again, just thinking about it. She hadn't eat much this past week just for that reason. It felt like February all over again, when eating had been a struggle, the very act bringing up memories she didn't want to relive.

Distantly, Kathy knew she should go home, deal with the mess left in her room, deal with the mess that was her life. And she would! She just--couldn't yet. Not while she still felt like this, ten pounds of crazy in a four pound bag. She just needed to get a handle on it--was trying to get a handle on it--and when she did, she'd go home. She'd apologize for worrying everyone, she'd clean up, she'd be okay.

Soon. Just not now.

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"Figure you'll get that down sometime," Dante said, sounding equal parts joking and content, his own eyes closed too.

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"You're just hoping I'll reveal where the third bottle of strawberry tequila's been hidden," Kathy declared, tugging him down so they could continue this discussion laying down. Her arm stayed looped around him though; usually, she tried to keep her distance so he'd be comfortable, but right now she wanted him close.

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"Yeah, where is that?" Dante asked, with no fight whatsoever as he moved with her.

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"In my room," Kathy told him. "Just waiting for us to end up there sometime with me in the mood for sharing."

So, you know, post-coital probably.

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"I should plan for that," Dante mused. "Seduce you for your booze."

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"You really know you way right to a girl's heart," Kathy snarked. "Seducing me for my booze, Dante, that's cold."

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"Aw, but that's why you're into me," Dante said, and turned his head to kiss her.

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Kathy snorted, her retort swallowed by his mouth. She slid her hands down his chest, settling them on his hips and kissed him back, nice and slow.

"You're just lucky you're pretty," she told him when she at last eased back. "You'll have to be pretty fucking special if you think you can seduce my crappy booze outta me."

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"I am pretty fucking special," Dante agreed merrily.

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"You're, like, moderately special," Kathy declared, taking his hand. She slid one of his fingers into her mouth. "At best."

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"Yeah?" Dante said, lips parting slightly as he watched hers. "Well, you chose to be stuck with 'moderately special'."

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She didn't answer for a moment, busy running her tongue along his finger, letting it slide in and out of her mouth. "Well, I felt bad for your chances otherwise," she sassed, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Besides, I'm pretty sure you chose to be stuck with me."

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It was still early days, to a point, but fuck if Dante's dick didn't do a little jump at that.

Her mouth, that was. Not the sass coming out of it.

"Not really making things sound better for you."

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Pfft, the sass coming out her mouth was super-hot, admit it.

"What, clearly I like challenges," she asked, her tongue following the lines in his palm. "I do like you after all."

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"Is that what we're calling it now?" Dante asked.

He shifted, pressing oh-so-casually against her leg. Wasn't hard yet, but also clearly not as flaccid as he'd been a moment ago.

"'Cause I remember you begging for this, oh... a hundred times? More?"

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Kathy's lips curled, ever so slightly, as she felt that pressure against her thigh. "I didn't say there weren't some benefits," she said, her tongue flicking between his index and middle fingers. "Enough to be worth begging for."

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"Some."

Dante's hand slid up along her chest... over the slope of her breast... found her nipple, and pinched it.

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Kathy arched her back, crying out, his hand dropping from her grip. "S-some," she stuttered, like her hips hadn't just bucked and her thighs weren't already rubbing together.

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Dante laughed softly. "A week of pent-up sex, huh?" he asked, pressing a kiss against her neck. "Still your show, gorgeous. What d'you want?"

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"Same answer as always," Kathy said, hands knotting in his hair and pulling him in for another searing kiss. "You."

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"Doesn't narrow it down," Dante managed, some impossible span of heat and lips and-- yeah, waking up. "Mm. How about you say hi to me with this?"

He touched her mouth.

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She caught his finger with her mouth again, though only briefly. Her tongue swiped over her bottom lip as she let him go. "I like that suggestion," she said, voice husky and bent over his lap, hair spilling over his hips and thighs.

This time, when her tongue darted out, it was for neither fingers nor tongue.

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"Good," Dante sighed, his hand settling over the back of her head. "No one does head like you."

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She could offer a reason why...or she could open her mouth and take him in all at once, right down to the root, lips wrapping around his shaft tight and wet.

If he was talking, she clearly wasn't sucking hard enough.

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Good point.

Oh, fuck.

Dante let out a low moan, fingers tangling more firmly in her hair. "That's it."