33 Apocalypse Ave (and eventually to Limbo City), Friday Afternoon

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Last week, Kathy had been an utter lump, eating ice cream and playing sad music and watching a lot of TV while she got used to life without the guys. This week wasn't actually much easier, but Kathy's tolerance for her own moping had run out and left her needing to do something that wasn't just dwell.

Fortunately, it wasn't like she was lacking in options. With the guys gone and Raven spending most of her time out in the woods, the house was just too big and full of memories. So she was moving back to the apartment above Luke's - along with Raven, at least nominally - and this week she'd really gotten her ass in gear when it came to packing. Most of the upstairs was packed, even if those boxes were still mostly stacked downstairs, and now she was just cleaning out their old rooms of the detritus the always seemed to accumulate under furniture and in corners.

Like this old credit card bill of Dante's from...April of 2017. Kathy snorted and rolled her eyes, preparing to toss it into the bin that was half-full of junk when she noticed that one of the items on there was in Hangul. Wait. Had Dante been learning stuff in Korean?

Wait. 김치 크림 파이. Was that a-- Kathy grabbed her phone and did a quick search and yep. It was pretty much exactly the kind of website she'd been expecting with a name like that. Definitely didn't have to do with desserts, that was for damn sure.

"Oh." She wasn't entirely sure what to make of it, especially since that was back when everything had still been really...rough...between them. They'd been friends, in a tentative kind of manner, but no more. So then why...?

"Hi, Portalocity? I've got a portal scheduled to Limbo City for later on this evening, but I was wondering, could I bump it up to earlier than that? Something this afternoon would be good, yeah."

[Open for calls, texts, and visitors before she goes, and LC folks afterwards!]

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"So like any other day," Kathy teased. "I almost didn't recognize you upright and not sprawled out in a pizza box fort."

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Dante sighed oh-so-loudly. "You are the worst," he said, skimming his fingers over her side in what could only very charitably be called a hint of a tickle.

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"With all that truth-telling I do?" Kathy said, smirking. She didn't even squeal at his fingers, it just felt nice against her skin. "I'm sorry you're wrong."

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"I am totally right," Dante told, kissing her again. "See if I shampoo your hair now."

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"Aww..." Kathy said, giving him the saddest and most pathetic expression ever. "But it feels so good? Don't you like making me feel all good?"

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"Didn't I just make you feel good?" Dante asked.

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"That was payback for how good I just made you feel," Kathy retorted. "Do I have to put my mouth on your dick again to remind you?"

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"Oh, so everything's gotta be tit for tat with you, huh?"

If you thought he wouldn't take that opportunity to grope her breasts, you hadn't met Dante.

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If he hadn't, she would have thrown him out of the tub and demanded to know where her boyfriend was.

"What can I say?" Kathy asked, her own hand drifting south. "I like to dicker."

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Dante laughed. "Aw, I really did miss you, fuck."

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Kathy grinned at him. "And here my mom once told me I'd never catch a man with humor alone. She clearly wasn't expected me to fall for a guy who sees puns as foreplay."

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"Your mother had really boring ideas about men," Dante decided.

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"Well, you met my dad, so..." Kathy shrugged.

She'd meant it as a joke, but like most of her jokes about the stuff her family had said, it had fallen pretty flat.

"But the important thing is that you did miss me, right?" she asked, trying to jolly him back into better humor.

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Bad topics. Shit.

"Yeah," Dante said, smiling still. "You wanna make this an actual shower?"

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She just kept forgetting how many of her family's little 'jokes' and teases had actually been put downs in disguise.

"What are you talking about?" Kathy asked. "This is our actual kind of shower."

She was reaching for the soap, though.

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"No, this was foreplay," Dante said, and winked as he reached for the shampoo.

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"Oh really?" Kathy asked, shifting a bit closer. "Foreplay? Or an appetizer to keep us satisfied until the main course is ready?"

Her eyes dipped to his groin while she lathered the soap up in her hand and started rubbing over his chest.

...For purely cleanliness purposes, of course.

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"A little bit of both?" Dante asked, pouring shampoo into his hand - above her head, to keep out of her way - while she worked.

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"I like both," Kathy said, smirking up at him. Her hands slid down the taut lines of his stomach. "Not that you've ever heard me say that before or anything."

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Dante grinned. "You, like two things at once?" he asked, working the shampoo into her hair.

Shush. They'd both known that was an idle threat.

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Still made her smile. But she forewent commentary on the off-chance he'd stop.

"Sometimes," she admitted in a conspiratorial whisper, "I might even cop to being greedy."

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Dante's smile sharpened. "Greedy in all your holes," he agreed, his voice dipping low.

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Fuuuuuuuuck. He was giving her that devil's smile, the one that hit her in the lower belly like a freight train. It didn't matter that she'd come hard enough to see stars just a few minutes ago.

When Dante smiled at her like that, all she wanted to do was push him back against a wall and climb him like a tree.

"Yup," she said, voice unsteady. "Need a big man to fill 'em all up, too."

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Dante kept his hands moving through her hair, working it into a nice lather. "I just came in one," he mused. "Which one's next?"

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Whichever one he wanted, please and thank you. Though she knew that wasn't the answer he was looking for. So instead, she met his eyes and gave him a slow smirk of her own.

"My cunt," she said steadily, though it was harder since they weren't actively messing about at the moment. "Because the next time I come, it's going to be around your cock and so hard I take you with me."