Walking halfway across the island with a throbbing shoulder's not Declan's idea of a good time but he's all right with it considering Kate's appointed herself to come with. He's always been fond of Kate, always thought she was brilliant with weapons and hand to hand and their senses of humor (sometimes) gel but it's different here on the island, somehow.
On the island, she's the only one who knows most of what's going on back home since Magnus and Zimmerman are clueless about Kali even, not to mention Hollow Earth. She's not from as late as he is, true, but it's close enough.
He lets them in and turns to her, grin on his face.
"Make yourself at home, then. What's mine is yours."
On the island, she's the only one who knows most of what's going on back home since Magnus and Zimmerman are clueless about Kali even, not to mention Hollow Earth. She's not from as late as he is, true, but it's close enough.
He lets them in and turns to her, grin on his face.
"Make yourself at home, then. What's mine is yours."
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Date: 2011-09-17 04:46 am (UTC)Stupid, perhaps, when it seems like she wants something else and it would be fun but he's too loyal to the friendship to do otherwise.
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Date: 2011-09-17 05:37 am (UTC)He's so British. Any other guy in existence, probably even Will if he wasn't with Magnus, would have her under him by now. But Declan's going to act like he doesn't know he could do her six ways to Sunday, and... Kate kind of loves him a little bit for that. She's pretty sure from that kiss, it's not that he doesn't want her. So he's got other reasons and she can respect that.
She's still going to tease the crap out of him, but if he doesn't want to tap this, she's not going to get her feelings in a knot like a chick who got dumped at prom.
Smiling, genuine and maybe even a little sweet but she'll kick anyone's ass who says so, Kate tips forward across her arms and kisses him again, a soft, lingering kiss. "If you change your mind, Declan, the offer's not going anywhere."
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Date: 2011-09-17 05:45 am (UTC)"I'll keep that in mind," he says lowly, cupping her face in his hands and catching her for another kiss. Still slow, but with a little more heat than she'd put into hers and he slid his hands up to tug the elastic out of her hair so he could bury his fingers in it.
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Date: 2011-09-17 06:19 am (UTC)Not expecting this, definitely not expecting the fire kindling low in her body or the surge of heat to her cunt. Fuck, she really should've remembered how dominant he was from the kiss before. What was she saying about him not being his type?
She gives up a quiet whimper into the kiss and lets him take what he wants. He's exactly her type.
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Date: 2011-09-17 06:28 am (UTC)"Think you can sleep now, Katie?"
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Date: 2011-09-17 06:36 am (UTC)But she's smiling at him Cheshire-hot the next second. "That's one hell of a lullaby, babe."
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Date: 2011-09-17 06:41 am (UTC)"Absence makes the heart grow fonder, you know."
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Date: 2011-09-17 07:19 am (UTC)What they're doing, she has no idea, but it's good and fun and he's got his hands in her hair and she loves that. She stops fighting that urge and presses her mouth to his shoulder and then his chest. Sue her, she's a cuddler.
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Date: 2011-09-17 07:24 am (UTC)"Nothing I can't live through, though."
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Date: 2011-09-17 07:43 am (UTC)Your choice, is what she thinks, but all she says is, "British."
Pretty soon, she's going to start calling him that. Maybe tomorrow, after they sleep, though, because this feels good. Safe. She can almost smell the Sanctuary on his skin, she thinks, almost taste it.