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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"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.

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"That's maybe a little terrifying," Dante sighed, though the pain kept throwing him off his thoughts.

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"Should I stop, then?" she asked, tracing over the veins of his cock. Teasingly. Of course.

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"Not as long as you're not planning to really stick that in my dick," Dante said, with a breathless laugh.

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"That would put a serious damper on the rest of my plans, all of which hinge on you sticking your dick in me," Kathy said, drumming the fingers of her other hand on his thigh. "And if I poke you here, I'm pretty sure you won't be fucking me even after you heal."

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Dante grinned. "I do kinda need it," he agreed.

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"I think you should remind me why," Kathy said, leaning back. "Give me more reason to play nice."

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Dante laughed again, soft but low, and stretched out over her. "Sure," he said. "Now, where to put it..."

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"What, spoiled for choice?" Kathy asked, leaning up to nip his ear.

After her claws, that probably felt like nothing, sigh.

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Yeah, it was barely a musquito bite. He loved her for it anyway. "You've got so many pretty parts," he said, grinning, sliding himself against her inner thigh.

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"But I only have so much patience," Kathy declared, pouting up at him. "Certainly not enough to wait for you to ready some of those pretty parts for us."

She arched her neck, baring her throat to him. "Not to hurry your decision, but I do have an idea."

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"Yeah?" Dante had to take that invitation - it was imperative, and he buried his teeth in her throat.

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Kathy moaned, grinding her hips against his. Answering would need to wait a moment. She couldn't think with his teeth in her throat, that was just preposterous.

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"What was that?" Dante murmured, pulling back just far enough to run his tongue over the mark.