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 obeyed half of that. She went slow, peeling down the bodice, giving him a good look at the lace bralette that did nothing to hide her candy-colored nipples. And then she slid the zipper at her lower back down, until her dress was a crimson puddle on the floor at her feet.

No underwear, just a neat thatch of dark hiding away the bright pink between her thighs.

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"Always gotta do things your way, huh?"

Dante's gaze was hungry, drinking in every inch of her skin. Fuck, he was lucky to have her, just-- look.

"Do you even remember how to get on your knees?"

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Wordlessly, Kathy knelt, the soft fabric of her dress barely cushioning her knees, body rocking to the rhythm of the train.

"Please," she breathed.

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Dante cupped the back of her head, sweeping her hair to the side, and wrapped his hand around his length. "Because you asked so nicely," he said, voice as cool as his gaze was hot.

He pressed himself against her lips.

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Only for a moment before her mouth was opening up for him, eager to have him bury himself inside, all the way down to where the tip pushed into her throat and it hurt to breathe.

But she didn't move her head forward, stayed good and still, taking only as much as he was willing to give, eyes flicking up to his.

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Dante didn't take it slow. Didn't linger too long, this time. He'd been torturing himself as much as her and all he wanted was to feed himself to her until her mouth was full.

"Fuck," he breathed, composure momentarily forgotten, his eyes briefly shut.

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Kathy clung to his thighs, taking him in all the way down, swallowing to get those last few inches beyond the ring of her throat. She choked once, air gone, and then started to suck.

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"I knew it." Dante's voice was a groan. "You fuckin' love sucking dick..."

He cupped her cheek as she moved.

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Kathy couldn't talk, couldn't do anything beyond continue to blow him with a fervor only stoked by over an hour of teasing.

Well, she could flick her eyes up to his face, take in his expression as she wrecked him...and give him her best 'fuckin duh' look she'd ever worn.

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"Don't have to get snarky with me," Dante said, gripping her cheek a little tighter. Giving his hips just a little freedom to roll into the perfect heat of her mouth.

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Kathy just fluttered her eyelashes at him, tightening her mouth and throat around him, fingers brushing over his balls.

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Dante bit down on his bottom lip, swallowing a moan. "Gonna press you up against this door when I'm done with this," he said. "Bet you're wet as fuck already."

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She was, moisture already sliding down her thighs and a sharp ache between them. Still, it was a challenge to see if she could make him forget himself and come in her mouth instead.

Sometimes you just had to try and push was all.

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Dante's hand slid back, burying his fingers in her dark hair. "Gonna fuck you so hard you're gonna be shifting in your seat all night," he whispered.

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She couldn't moan at that as much as she tried. Not with his dick halfway down her throat. Instead, she dragged her nails down his thighs, hips jerking hard against nothing.

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"Yeah," Dante sighed, his breath sounding ragged and shallow. "Thought you'd like that."

Rolled his hips again. Harder, this time.

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Tears sprang to Kathy's eyes at the lack of air, but she didn't stop. Fuck, having him in her mouth felt so good. She loved the hot burn of his dick sliding across her lips, that dizzy feeling of almost choking, the expressions that rolled across his face when she sucked him hard and unforgiving...

Yeah, she liked that promise. She also liked seeing how much he loved this.

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Dante watched her, the way his dick vanished down her mouth, the way her throat moved when he went all the way in... fuck, how was she this hot? "Pretty girl," he murmured.

Shut his eyes. Sucked in a breath.

"Get up."

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Kathy sucked harder instead.

Oh, sorry, had he been convinced by her earlier compliance?

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He pulled on her hair.

He wasn't gentle.

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Kathy cried out, opening her mouth and pulling away from his dick. The pulse between her legs only beat harder with that, cunt dripping and clit swollen. "Ah," she whimpered, her expression similar to when he had his fingers insider her.

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Dante's voice was about as hard as his dick. "Put on your dress."

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Kathy stood up on shaky legs, needing to use the counter to help her rise. Her hands also trembled as she slid the dress back on, fumbling with the zipper, pale flesh swallowed up by red fabric.

That voice made her want to fling herself back on her knees and beg.

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Dante waited until he heard the zipper hit the top, until so much of her skin was gone again.

Then he shoved her up against the door, turning her over, his hands pushing the skirt up to her hips.

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Kathy's legs were spread and her hands braced against the door. Goosebumps spread over her back as Dante shoved her skirt high, a reaction to the stray thought He can see me dripping...

"Kiss me there," she pleaded. "Just once? Please."