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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"Ugh, you suck," Dante muttered, didn't mean it, and rocked into her again. Harder this time.

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"And you like it when I do," Kathy said, sliding her hands back down to his ass. Next time he withdrew, he'd be pushing himself right into her talons. Not hard or far, but hopefully enough to give him a thrill.

[rebelseekspizza]

It drew another gasp out of him, though this time, his hips didn't stutter. Mm, just that little hint of pain-- "Fuck," he whispered.

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"I'm gonna keep them there," Kathy told him, her hips rocking up to meet his. "They'll be waiting every time you pull out."

[rebelseekspizza]

"I love you," Dante breathed, and pressed into her hard, setting a rhythm much faster and rougher than just a few moments ago.

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Oh fuck.

Kathy moaned as Dante started to really move. She'd wanted to laugh at him saying he loved her because she had her claws in his ass, but he'd quite effectively stolen her voice away - and, a moment later, her desire to laugh at all. She wrapped her legs around his and kept her hands right where they were, doing exactly as she'd promised: every time he reared back to withdraw, her hands were waiting.