The House In Limbo City, Limbo City, Wednesday Evening

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It had been ten days since the kids had left and Kathy was mostly back to normal. The fact that it was the end of the semester had probably helped a bit in that regard - it was possible to be maudlin and to study your ass off, but it took a lot more energy than Kathy really had to spare.

Her immediate plans for the evening - more studying, finals started on Monday - had been immediately derailed when Dante had declared it a night off, carrying her downstairs to a pillow pile, made from what looked to be every pillow in the damn house. As if that wasn't dirty enough, he plied her with a mixing bowl full of ice cream, whipped cream, and caramel sauce, a similar-sized sundae for him on the other side of the nest.

Ice cream, blankets, pillows, and boyfriend. The perfect recipe to get rid of post-kid and pre-finals blues.


[Dante modded with permission!]

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There were other things that Anders did better than Kathy - like talking Dante through his trauma. She could claim sucking dick.

His words made her preen and double down on her technique, giving him a few more long strokes with her mouth. Then she pulled away, turning her head to sink her teeth deep into the meat of his inner thigh, increasing the pressure steadily until she thought it would be enough to bruise.

And then, while he was reacting to that, she inhaled a deep breath and took him deep into the tight circle of her throat.

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Her reward was a loud, gutteral groan. And then another one, when she swallowed him down and Dante saw fucking stars for a second.

"Fucking," he breathed, "Magic, you."

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She was facing the wrong direction to look up at him, so the best thing she had was another swallow, letting her throat squeeze him, while her tongue pressed against the bottom of his dick.

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Dante shivered. "God," he mumbled, and his roaming hands found her tits, fondling them, playing with her nipples-- he just needed more of her skin against his own.

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He kept that up and and Kathy was going to end up pressing herself back down onto his face again. She was already twitchy, just from going down on him. Tears were welling in her eyes, face was turning red from lack of air, throat was a little raw - and all she wanted to do was squeeze her thighs together because sucking dick just got her there. Her nails needled into his thighs, sharp and stinging.

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He knew her well enough--- fuck, she had him distracted, but he knew her, and he couldn't help himself, leaning up to slide his nose against her clit, to press his mouth back against it a moment later.

Maybe also just to muffle the noises escaping from his throat.

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Kathy had to pull away from him then, gasping for breath. She hadn't quite run out of air, but Dante's face back between her legs made it impossible to do anything but. "Am I fucking you?" she rasped through cherry-red lips, her hand wrapping around him in lieu of her mouth. "Or finishing you off just like this?"

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It should've been a difficult question. Her mouth on his dick was fucking wonderful.

It wasn't.

"Get the fuck on my dick," Dante rasped. "...Please."

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He hadn't hit the 's' on please before Kathy was sinking down on top of him, taking him in fully with one long, wet glide. Another time she might have paused, posed, let him take in the view of the full length of her body, straddling over his hips. Now he barely had enough time to appreciate the flutter of her skirt before she riding him hard, right into the mound of pillows below him.

"I'm gonna come on your dick so hard you're gonna see stars," she moaned.

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"Already halfway there," Dante groaned, hands sliding over her thighs. "Fuck you're goddamn beautiful."

He wasn't even going to try moving. Fuck, she had this handled.

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She was okay with that. This was her rodeo, so to speak, and she was gonna call the shots.

Which, for now, meant leaning over to twine her hands with his, and keep a steady rhythm. When her skirt fluttered out on the downstroke, she could see his length disappearing inside her.

Unf.

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Dante squeezed her hands and let his head drop back, giving in to the irresistible rhythm of her hips. He moaned, eyes slipping shut.

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Dante was hot inside her, and thick, filling her up in ways that she would never get used to, not even after decades of fucking him. She took him deep, like she had with her throat, her grip on him greedy and tight, pulling him deeper. Squeezing hard when he couldn't get further in and then the long, slow slide out before doing all over again.

She wanted to make it last. Didn't hit five minutes before she hit the peak, body clenching down before it hit.

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She got there just a moment later than he did; groaning loud, emptying himself inside of her, and then she was tight and it was almost too much. His fingers slid out of hers to scrabble at her hips, not sure if he was pushing her away or pulling her closer.

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Well, he needed to figure out which one it was, because Kathy was already curling over, whole body loose and easy as she got swept away. Her grip on him relaxed and she sank forward, momentarily forgetting about the art on his chest, to shudder and shake as the aftershocks hit.

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That sealed it, and his arms came up around her shoulders, his hands settling on top of them. "Fuck," Dante panted. "Mm."

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"God that was good," Kathy groaned into his neck. "Love getting you primed enough that you just blow."

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"And a nice blow it was," Dante joked, out of breath.

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"Mmm. Mmmhmm," Kathy agreed, going to roll off of him.

Not because she wanted to, but because she knew Dante was hoping not to smear the art.

"Needed that. All of it."

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"Yeah, I know my girl," Dante laughed, and stretched his arms above his head. "...Pretty sure you smeared some, though."

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"I make you come that hard and you're worried about the artwork," Kathy huffed, her eyes still closed. "You're an afterglow murderer, you are."

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"Pffft, fuck," Dante said. "You love that I love your art."

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Yeah, maybe a little, or so the smile she was wearing said. But she wasn't going to admit that out loud. "You just like being the center of my attention for hours," she scoffed.

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"It's only been an hour, tops," Dante argued, grinning.

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Kathy cracked open an eye and stuck her tongue out at him. "When did you turn into a pedant?" she asked.