The Apartment Above Luke's, Thursday Evening

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Kathy was still glowing from yesterday's museum trip with Anders and now tonight Dante was coming over for the evening, too. She appreciated the lengths they were going to make sure she didn't feel too lonely or lost while she was still adjusting to being back. She'd had a whole evening planned out as a thank you to Dante over it...

But then there had been puppies. She'd come in from her shower and decided to take a minute to refresh her Tumblr before drying off and getting dressed, and then she'd stumbled over a link for a pet adoption website that curated pictures of dogs that needed to be adopted from nearby shelters if you put in your zip code. Which Kathy, more fool her, had done.

And now was scrolling through picture after picture of adorable romping puppies and distinguished older dogs all looking for forever homes and who even knew what time it was anymore, there were puppies.

[For that guy]

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"Ehhh," Dante said, waggling his hand in the air. "These fajitas do have meat."

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"Of course," Kathy said promptly. "I only force vegetarian on you when you need to be punished."

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"You know, there's a lot of fun ways you can punish me, that is not one of 'em," Dante said, reaching for another fajita.

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"If I'm punishing you with vegetarian meals, I don't want it to be fun," she informed him airily.

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"Then don't do that," Dante said, gesturing at her with the fajita before he stuck one end into his mouth.

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"I haven't yet, have I?" Kathy pointed out. "I'm keeping it as the most potent weapon in my arsenal."

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"Don't even threaten with it. Pretty sure it counts as abuse," Dante said.

Because vegetables!

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"Yep," Kathy said, nodding. "I would probably be arrested if people knew I was threatening to make you eat healthy. They'd be like, 'She's trying to prevent a heart attack, that vicious harpy!'" Kathy did her best to look crestfallen. "How do you have the strength to deal with my tyrannical ways?"

It didn't come from nutrition, that was for sure.

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"It's probably all the sex," Dante mused, swallowing back another bite.

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"Oooh, so what I'm hearing is that I can get away with a lot of stuff so long as I keep fucking you but good?" Kathy clambered into his lap, straddling him and kissing his throat. It wasn't much of an attempt at seduction, they were both still eating after all. But sometimes she just had to climb on him like a jungle gym and collect kisses.

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"Eating, eating," Dante protested, but he held his arms up obligingly to let her on in.

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"Yeah, but fajitas not tacos, you tease," Kathy giggled, balancing her own plate on her lap while she snuggled into his chest and tucked herself against him.

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"Well, whose choice was that?" Dante said. "See, that's why puppies are dangerous."

He polished off the fajita fast, wrapping an arm around her when it came free.

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"Like kitties would have been any different," Kathy scoffed, dredging her fajita through a truly ridiculous amount of guacamole. "Besides, I got the fixings for dinner before I got entranced by the internet, so I can't properly blame them anyway."

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"But if you hadn't gotten swallowed by the internet, you coulda swallowed me for a quickie first," Dante said.

Ugh, they were running out of fajitas too fast.

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Was he worried about what came after fajitas?

"I mean, you could have distracted me with a quickie in the kitchen if you'd really wanted one," Kathy snorted. "But noooooo. You were staaaarving."

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No, he was just afraid he'd be hungry after fajitas.

"Try to fuck the girl cutting onions with a really sharp knife," Dante said, pretending to think. "...Pass."

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There were more fixings in the fridge but...that would require more cooking.

Let's be real, if he was still hungry, they'd probably order pizza.

"If you started seducing me and did a good enough job with it, I'd probably be persuaded to put the knife down," Kathy snickered. "I notice you're okay with, like, sassing me while I hold a knife."

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"There are places where I'm okay with you stabbing me," Dante told her. "That's not one of them."

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Kathy pulled his face in for a kiss. "If you're seducing me right, why the hell would I stab you. especially there? We both know you could have me bent over the table or a counter or anything else if you really put your mind to it."

Instead of a kiss, though, she bit his lower lip. "So I'm not sure I can be blamed for the lack of pre-dinner seduction, brat."

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"I dunno, maybe you got pissy at the onions," Dante said, wincing in a comical way he didn't really mean. "Ow."

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"You are such a liar," Kathy informed him, sticking out her tongue. "I didn't bite hard enough to hurt the non-Nephilim boyfriend, never mind my Nephilim one."

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"Still totally unsolicited violence," Dante told her cheerfully, and kissed her for real.

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...She was going to drop her argument that it was his favorite kind of violence in lieu of kissing him back. Because that was much better than bickering, even as fun as nonsensical bickering could be.

They bickered and Kathy felt...comfortable. Silly. Reassured. They kissed and she felt warm. Precious.

Beautiful.

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Because she was. All of those things.

Dante's arm crept up around her shoulders as he tugged her in closer. She tasted like fajitas, which he liked, even if it was the veggie kind. More importantly, she tasted like Kathy, backed up with the warm hope that him being here was helping somehow.

He hated being on the island, but he loved being with her, and as the kiss grew more serious, he poured every inch of that into it.