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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"Uh huh."

Dante kissed her neck.

"You'd be wet the second I slid my fingers up your skirt," he said. "Watchin' 'em sing."

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Kathy whimpered. "Nuh-unh."

Honestly, Kath, this was just sad.

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"Think about all those stuffy old people who'd have no fucking clue what's going on," Dante said, sliding his fingers idly along her stomach. "Wouldn't even put these in you, at first. I know just where to press to make you forget the whole theater..."

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Goosebumps broke out where his fingers trailed and he could feel the sudden unevenness in her breathing. "You wouldn't," she said, voice weak. "You wouldn't drop however much on tickets and go somewhere with a dress code all just to make me lose it up in a balcony somewhere."

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"You've met me, right, Kat?" Dante asked, letting his fingers stray - gently - across her folds. He pressed another kiss to her jaw, close to her ear. "I really would."

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Honestly it was his voice that made her shiver more than his finger, a world of promise in his tone. "Fuck me," she breathed.

Because he would.

And now she half-wanted him to.

Fuck.

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Dante repressed a laugh. He didn't want to wreck his own spell too fast.

So he bit down on her neck the moment those words were out of her mouth.

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Kathy cried out, back arching right off the bed and her eyes closing as pleasure washed over her, radiating from that bite all the way down to her toes. Her hands flew up to his head, fingers knotting in his hair.

Her whole body was a livewire of anticipation, damn his beautiful blue eyes.

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"You'd have to be quiet," Dante said. He pressed his finger against her clit. "Can't let them know you sing better than anybody on stage."

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That was not the place to put your finger if you wanted her quiet, Dante!

Kathy drew in a long, shuddering breath, but managed not to vocalize anything. Her eyes were closed, chest rising and falling, all pale skin and coral nipples that perked and hardened beneath his gaze.

"Most performances are three hours long," she murmured. "I would die before the end."

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"Guess I'd have to be nice," Dante said, rubbing her slowly, in easy circles. "Let you come right there..."

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"Time it right so I come on a literal high note," Kathy said, with a giggle that turned into a gasp. "And then fuck me during the ten minutes of intermission..."

Somewhere deep inside the theater, among all the ornate trappings of culture and high society and, god dammit, even that was hot. Dante pounding into her among exotic woods and gilding, their noises muffled by a fall of red velvet...

This was going to be a story, even if it never really happened.

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"Bet it's soft even near the walls in a place that expensive," Dante mused, slowly increasing the pressure on her.

His other hand slid over and cupped one of her breasts.

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"You'd have to fuck me with your hand over my mouth," Kathy murmured as the trickle of moisture turned into a flood, soaking his fingers. She arched into his hand at the same time she sought his mouth. "You get me going and I can't stay quiet..."

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Dante opened his mouth to her, toying with her breast as they kissed. His fingers dipped down, between her lips, into the waiting wetness between her legs.

When he broke the kiss, it was to slide the palm of his hand over mouth. "Shh."

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Kathy looked up at Dante with dark eyes that held amusement - at least until his fingers slid down and amusement was replaced by hot desire.

Her tongue brushed against his palm and, just to be a brat, she groaned.

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Dante sighed softly. "Shhh," he repeated. "See, now they're gonna hear us. We're gonna have to be still."

Still, with three fingers inside of her.

"Remember how it felt to have me in here just now?"

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Kathy nodded frantically, squeezing around his fingers. Her breath hitched under his hand and her hips rocked, hungry for more.

Because three was good, but he was asking her to remember.

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"Think about us gettin' stuck behind that carpet, me as deep in you as I can go, and we can't move," Dante said, his gaze traveling down her body to drink her in. "You're all filled up..."

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Kathy moaned this time in frustration - and then clenched around his fingers again.

Because even if they couldn't move, she could still fuck with him. Could you imagine it, Dante? Being deep inside of her, not able to move, and having Kathy clench all around you?

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Dante's voice did sound a little deeper, a little darker, when he leaned in. "But the second they leave..."

His fingers moved.

He wasn't gentle.

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His hand muffled her cry, but didn't silence it entirely. She didn't just move with him, she bucked, fucking his fingers with abandon. Her teeth nipped at his palm, catching the skin with sharp teeth.

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"We're gonna fuck so hard you come all over the curtains," he murmured. "Leave a stain... they're all gonna see."

He let her move, let her up the pace... and buried his teeth in her breast.

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Oh yeah, because she was the one who made all the messes. Her hips stuttered as the pain radiated from her breast and her moan was loud but had nothing of brattiness in it.

Fuck she was soaked

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Sometimes...

Dante licked a long line up from the bite, along her clavicle, and dotted it with a kiss against her throat. "Fuck, I'd love that," he whispered. "Makin' all of them look at us every day."