The Flying Pussyfoot, Limbo City, Wednesday

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Due to owning a business, Kathy sometimes got very weird, not-at-all-related-to-her-business offers from vendors trying to establish a working relationship. Most she tossed, but occasionally something really cool would end up in her inbox. Like a pair of tickets for a Murder Mystery Dinner, taking place on a newly-renovated luxury train from the 1930s. People would sign up, choose a character from the list of possible dinner attendees, and then show up and ride the train around Limbo City for a few hours, having dinner and trying to solve the whodunnit.

Kathy had been charmed from the start and had pretty much decided to go immediately. The question of who to take was answered when she spotted that one of the characters listed was a "rich rock star."

That made it easy.

One conversation of 'You don't have to dress up and you can bring your guitar!' and 'pleeeeease, it sounds like a ton of fun!' later, and Kathy and Dante had their tickets and were waiting to board the extravagant train cars of The Flying Pussyfoot for four hours of delicious, murdery fun!

[For the poor sap who agreed to this]

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Kathy couldn't help the agonized look she shot up at him, character fleeing entirely in that moment. "Oh, wh-what do you have planned then?" she asked, voice shaky.

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Dante pressed a firm kiss against her mouth.

"Maybe I'll let you wait for a while."

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"Pretty arrogant to think I'll still come running if you do," she declared, finding the character again even if all Kathy wanted to do was crawl on her knees and beg him not to.

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"I don't know," Dante mused. "Guess you'll have to see if there are better offers."

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"Have to say the same for you," Kathy said, running her finger deliberately along her lower lip. She sank to her knees, face directly in front of his crotch, mouth just a whisper away from his pants - and then settled back a bit, resting casually on her knees, head tilted back to look up at him. "Who knows who you might find in that crowd."

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"How about we give it an hour," Dante said, his blue eyes growing darker, somehow, as he watched her move. "Come back here... find a nice empty room..."

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"Didn't take you for the kind of guy who wanted to wait," Kathy said, her hands trailing over her collarbone, nails the same color as his leather jacket trailing over pale skin.

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"You're a special girl," Dante said, taking a step back. "Deserves a little more."

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"Well, who am I to argue with that?" Kathy asked. "If you wanna spend the next hour hard as fuck, picturing all the ways you could be deep inside me, I won't complain."

Why had she ever told him that she liked anticipation?

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"Ah, you know you'll be thinking about it too," Dante said, ignoring how that went straight to his dick. He bent down a little. "When's the last time someone put you over a chair and fucked you until you came all over the armrest, huh? Maybe slide something up somewhere else and make sure you're all full up..."

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Kathy shivered and didn't bother biting back her moan. Let him hear it. "Too long," she admitted, though that would be true even if he'd done that just this afternoon.

She rose to her feet, all grace, appreciating her powers once again that she didn't even wobble on her feet with his promise ringing in her ears. "You have yourself a deal, Mr. Redgrave," she murmured. "...On one condition."

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Dammit, she was pretty when she did that. Dante didn't bother hiding his admiration as he leaned back and watched her get up. "And what's that?"

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Her smile was downright wicked. "Give me three fingers," she said, drifting over to him. "So you know exactly what you're waiting this hour for."

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"Three, huh?" Dante's hands drifted to her hips.

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"Feel free to work your way up if you don't think you can get them in all at once," she said innocently.

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"Sneaky girl," Dante said softly, moving in close.

His hand slid under her skirt.

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"I'm more fun that way," she said, shifting so her legs were far enough apart he could fit his hand between them.

...It was doubtful he'd have to struggle to get all three inside her.

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"I don't think you have as much trouble as you just warned me you would," Dante said, voice smooth as an exploratory finger pressed against her entrance. "No panties, huh."

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"Sometimes I just like having a secret," said Kathy, clinging to his shirt while he played with her.

...Not that she'd been planning this at all or anything.

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"Wonder if any of your fans know," Dante murmured in her ear.

He pressed a second finger in along with the first, no hesitation at all.

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Kathy bit down on his shoulder to keep from making noise. "Bet your fans have no problems imagining you fingering strange women on trains..."

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"It's part of my charm," Dante sighed. "Mm, you're wet."

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She tightened around him, gripping his fingers hard, making him work for every inch he moved. "You have no idea," she whispered. "And you wanna give this up?"

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"Sounds like someone's hard up for it," Dante said, and ignored how breathless he sounded.

His fingers began to work in her, sliding in and out.

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"Been awhile since I was this wet from kisses alone," she purred. "Or wanted to suck dick this badly..."