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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"Yeah, but you'd get to have really cool tattoos for like a week before they started peeling off," Kathy told him, drawing a long, luridly curling tongue that coiled around Dante's nipple.

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"Tattoo's not really the point, right?" Dante said, tilting his head. "Oh, are we going sex dragon over here?"

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"Pervert," Kathy tsked. "No, he just has a long tongue. Get your mind out of the gutter."

...Yeah, kind of a sex dragon.

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"Still kinda sounding like a sex dragon," Dante said, "Who bangs a lot of ladies."

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"If you want a lady-dragon, you're going to have to drop your pants and she's gonna be winding up your legs."

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Dante snickered. "I mean, I could say I already got a lady dragon," he said, "But you'd hit me."

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"Only a whole lot," Kathy said, giving him another kiss before going back to drawing a large spiral from the inside of his chest out.

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Dante chuckled, stretching his arms above his head now. Watched her work.

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Slowly the design took shape on his chest. She got up again for another marker, bringing it back to color in the scales a bright red, interspersing it with black. Unlike the wings which had been outlined in black and then designed in silver, this time she was outlining in silver.

The tongue was gold.

"What do you think?" she asked, face down by his hips as she finished coloring the scales. She didn't color in all of them, just enough to get the point across.

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"About the drawing, or about the view?" Dante teased, looking down.

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Kathy looked up at him. And leaned down to brush her lips over his abdomen. "You can really only compliment once?"

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Dante smiled down at her. "I like the drawing," he said, "And I like the view."

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"So effusive," Kathy snickered. "Stop it Dante, you're gushing."

Her smile up at him was warm, though, so it was doubtful she was actually bothered by it.

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"I mean, if I gush about the view, we're gonna wind up fucking, and that'll ruin the art," Dante said, grinning sunnily. "Pretty cool dragon, though, seriously."

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"You don't know that," Kathy said. "Your pants are still on. I don't always jump you cause you say pretty things."

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"Yeah, you do," Dante said, smirking up at her.

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"Well, if you're going to bring my pride into it..." Kathy told him. "Now I definitely won't jump you, brat."

She stuck her tongue out at him.

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"Uh huh," Dante said, his hands sliding down over her shoulders.

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"You've turned it into a challenge," Kathy informed him, her chin coming up.

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"Nah, pretty sure you did," Dante said fondly, his fingers sliding down the back of her shirt.

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"Nuh," Kathy said, eyes sliding closed. Mmm. "You said that I couldn't do it."

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"And you took that as a challenge. Not me," Dante teased, his fingers drawing patterns down her skin.

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"And how would you have taken it?" Kathy murmured, settling in to let him keep tracing. It felt incredibly good. "As just a statement of fact?"

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"I mean, if I won that challenge, I wouldn't be getting laid," Dante pointed out, and his fingers were looping now, like he was drawing wings, too. "So that kinda sounds like a loss to me."

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"Well, your whole reason for not telling me in the first place was so that I wouldn't jump you and mess up your art," Kathy pointed out, still in that low, sleepy voice. Not that she was all that tired, but Dante's hands were lulling her into a soft, almost dreamy state. "So I don't think getting laid was on your agenda anyway."