Apartment Above Lukes, Christmas Day

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Kathy had gone slightly less Christmas!Kathy this year, in part because her apartment was smaller. But there was a tree - the largest she could fit in her apartment - and decorations up everywhere that wasn't low enough for Ronin's tail to knock over. Most of the tree was covered in decorations she'd bought last year, but on the front were two very important ornaments, a half-burned clay pine tree, clumsy and made by a child, and six delicate metal fans knotted on a length of fishing wire.

There were Christmas carols playing softly through speakers, cookies and cocoa (and stuff to spike it with) on platters on the table, and presents waiting to be unwrapped under the tree. But, more importantly for the moment, there was a blanket on the couch and a dog looking for cuddles, and a moment of peace during the hectic holidays was a gift not to be squandered.

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"You can buy me new ones," Kathy told him with a smile. "Save these for the next time the claws come out."

His reaction definitely encouraged more opportunities.

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"It's a date," Dante said, his hands sliding up along her arms.

Then down, one palm cupping her breast.

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"You don't mean getting me those sheets," Kathy said, arching into his hand. "You're already planning round two."

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"Am I that obvious?" Dante asked.

He pressed a kiss against her neck, exploring her skin with his tongue.

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"I think I should have gotten these sooner," Kathy whimpered, arching her neck. "Because you're taking to them like a man in a desert."

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"Hey, fuck, even I didn't know I was into you cutting me up," Dante said, grinning at her. "Though I'm always into you vamping it up..."

He bit down, pressing his teeth into her shoulder.

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Kathy cried out. She'd intended to slide down his body and suck his dick nice and hard, but not while his teeth were in her shoulder, sending alternating waves of pain and pleasure through to her core.

"I could wear these a lot, I think," she mumbled. "Just use 'em like better versions of my nails."

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Dante pulled away from her shoulder and let out a breath, his mouth twitching into a smirk at the end.

"Just gotta make sure you keep 'em clean."

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"Yeah, I don't care how immune to stuff you are, gore and grime are not my kinks," Kathy said, easing away before he could get his mouth on her again. She started kissing down his body, switching her claws to teasing prickles. "Maybe I should make sure you keep 'em clean."

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Dante sighed, laying back onto the pillow. "And immediately it comes back to haunt me."

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"How terrible," Kathy murmured, kissing her way down his body. "I mean, I could always take them off..."

She raked them down either side. To...help?

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Dante released a hiss of a breath at the sensation. Didn't know why that made shivers shoot up his back, but it did.

"Mhm, or not," he said.

He brushed his hair out of his face. "Didn't get anything for you..."

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"Shamefully bad at Christmas then," Kathy snorted. "There are all sorts of presents under the tree with your name on them. Guess you'll just have to get creative then."

And then her mouth was very occupied. With his dick!

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"I meant from the cabin-- fuck," Dante groaned, dropping his head down.

His skin still ached in all kinds of places and now, a shot of pleasure burst through his system. Ngh.

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And Kathy leaned into that, first running the claws lightly down his inner thighs and then going harder and harder until she was literally dragging them down and leaving furrows behind in the sensitive skin there.

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Dante might have even felt halfway embarrassed about that whine if he wasn't so completely, utterly distracted. She dug right into the skin, almost down into the muscle, sending his nerves screaming.

It nearly made him forget about his dick altogether. "Jesus."

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And then she laid off the claws a bit, bringing the attention back to his dick by sucking him hard and then swallowing to bring him deep in her throat. She didn't want to lean on either sensation too much, alternating between both so Dante never had a chance to get used to one sensation over the other.

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"Fuck, you're enjoying yourself," Dante groaned, his eyes half-shut as his hand found the back of her head. "Love your mouth..."

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Kathy had had these for months, but she'd never quite found the right time to use them. This was the culmination of multiple weeks of dreaming and fantasizing how he'd react, the way she could work him over. So, yes, she was enjoying herself, making him react like this, paying him back for years of orgasms all at once.

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Dante's breathing sped up, his fingers clenching in her hair. His hips rocked up, trying to get a little more of her mouth. For now, he could still do that carefully-- controlled.

He wasn't so sure for how much longer.

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Kathy took one claw and ran it along the underside of his knee, looking for those ticklish spot he always found on her, experimenting with the different ways she could play with him with these. Sharp, yes, and pain, but also soft and sparking and surprise.

She couldn't get lost in what her mouth was doing the same way she usually did, not when there was so much else going on at once.

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's okay. Dante was doing enough getting lost in everything for the both of them, by the sound of the soft noises he was making. His knee shifted under her ministrations, without any of his say-so, the pain making the tender skin feel almost-- uncomfortable? Tense? Vulnerable?

Whatever it was, he liked it.

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Kathy moaned, sucking harder, almost swallowing him for a second. And then she backed off, letting him slide out of her mouth.

Only to glide one taloned finger along the underside. Not even hard enough to leave a line in his skin, but oh the anticipation knowing that she could.

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"Jesus," Dante whispered, and swallowed.

He wasn't sure whether he was low-grade terrified or turned on by that

Maybe both.

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"Your face," Kathy said, continuing to trail her claw over his most sensitive bits. Every so often she'd let her other hand dig in somewhere else, giving him that burst of pain while she held him in her hand.