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Magnus found and returned to Will made for a good day and now two days later, it seems everything's back to some semblance of normal. There's still the bit about Kate bolting on him the morning Magnus disappeared but Declan's learned the best way to get Kate to talk is just to wait her out and she'll come around eventually; pressuring her doesn't seem to do any good.

He's settled in with a book, this one on boat-building of all crazy things and wonders if it's really true that they can't get off the island. He's seen a few boats, fishing boats, and there's that pirate ship but nothing like a cruise liner or a battleship and if they had one of those, maybe they could get home. Magnus and Will might not want to go home but Declan does because Declan can't stand feeling useless. This island makes him useless.

When he hears the door crack to his hut, he doesn't get up. It's Kate, if anyone, because Magnus and Will would knock and Tesla would have already announced himself by now.

"Bedroom," he calls out, not that she'll need the direction.

Date: 2011-09-23 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
She keens again at the solid heat of his cock replacing his fingers and her hands rake down his back to leave him striped. Her hips lift, lips part under his, entire body screaming take me like a bank with one security camera and decade-old vault.

Planting both feet, she cants her hips up to him, curls her hand at the back of his neck and kisses hungrily. "Take me...how you...want me."

Date: 2011-09-23 04:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
It's too much. The tenderness after that. So much too much. She's completely wide open to him and he could have anything and what he wants... it's too much. She's embarrassed, too. For offering herself up like a cheap slut when he wants this.

It has to be the combination that has her tilting her cheek into his hand and twining her legs with his again. She should tell him no, or just drive him harder. She says, "Yeah, okay," and tilts her head back to blink back the sudden sheen of shiny-wet on her eyes instead.

Date: 2011-09-23 04:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"It's..." She won't lie to him. It's the one promise she can make. "I don't..." Her jaw locks around the words, and she finally just tips her head up to kiss him again. "I don't do this. With anyone. It's just..."

What, Freelander? It's not bad.

"Never been--" My thing? Something I let myself have? She shakes her head a little. "It's just new," she settles on. It's true. And the reasons can wait til later. Forever.

Date: 2011-09-23 04:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"Tired, babe," Kate murmurs, smiling though as she comes up on top of him. She is. Completely wrung out. "View's nice."

Leaning down to him, she gives him the truth she has for him in a kiss - with him, she'll try - and then starts to move for him. Slow, like he wants it, and draws his hands up her body and back down. An invitation.

Date: 2011-09-23 05:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"Damn right I am," is what she says, confident and cocky and proud. The less thought about how it feels, the safer. Kate's just going to chalk all that up to being well-fucked and exhausted and Declan being team.

She smiles, though, and drops down to her hands by his shoulders and pushes her ass down to keep him in her, deep, while she takes over the rhythm from him. "So good, babe," she murmurs at him, kissing him on every forward swing. Her breasts rub against his chest, too, and every time he bottoms out, it's like a mini-O.

Date: 2011-09-23 11:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate's about to kiss him and get up to wash up, maybe leave, when he goes and says the one thing that can keep her here. It's not the words as much as his tells. All of them. Glad you're here isn't just good fuck, love or even that he cares about her too much. Maybe he hides it better, but Declan's lost here too. She makes him feel less lost.

How is she supposed to ignore that?

No promises. No lies. Kate kisses his neck and shoulder and lets herself be held. Because he needs it.

Date: 2011-09-24 08:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"Unless there's coffee, breakfast, and a morning meeting, yeah," she says as she she stretches, voice straining and pulling with her arms, until she tucks back in with her head on his chest and her hands curled by her chin. Then she sounds sleepy, warm and a little sweet. "Or sex, I'd be awake for sex."

She opens one eye, glances up at him, half-smiles and closes it again. "Otherwise, I'm asleep. Very very asleep."

Date: 2011-09-24 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate makes a soft, contented sound, as she unfolds one arm to pet his chest. She likes waking up with someone. Especially here. It means at least one thing is how she left it the night before.

"Think I can hack it." Her hand slides lower. Not for sex but to rest protectively over the space below his ribcage. He can take care of himself, but if anyone hurts him, they'll answer to her. On the other hand... "You tell anyone I'm a cuddler, I'll gut you." She's half teasing.

Date: 2011-09-25 02:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Whimpering softly, Kate nuzzles in against his neck to hide her face. "Do we have to talk about it? Can't we just...be whatever we are?" There are so many reasons not to talk about it. If they don't talk about it, she won't have to dodge or lie.

He deserves more than this, though, so she murmurs a quiet, "It's good. We're good. I like being with you."

Date: 2011-09-25 03:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate sighs and rests her forehead on his chest for a minute. This sucks, talking about this, but it's not like she has a choice if he wants to. Sure, she could shut him down. But he's...

She sighs again and rolls her head to the side to look at him. "Declan, I don't do this. What we're doing right now. I don't cuddle with the guys or girls I fuck. I curl up with Hank or Biggie, and Will tries to give hugs like lollipops if I open my mouth to talk. Sex is something I do on the side. Safer for everyone and I can't fuck it up."

Kate pauses, waiting, to see if he picks it up before she says, "But I'm still here. I'd be five hours gone with no forwarding address if it were someone else. But I'm still here. Because it's you."

Date: 2011-09-25 05:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"He didn't bruise me up, Declan. We bruised each other and half-destroyed the door to the hut we were fucking in." It hurts, him thinking like that. She'd thought they were over that.

Kate pulls away and sits up, in case she decides she's had enough. "Why do you have to say it like that? I'm not a domestic violence case, Declan. I just...I just like a little ow with my ohmygod sometimes."

What makes him different? Right now, she wants to say that he somehow thinks it's his business who she fucks and how. But she bites her tongue. Literally. Because she's not going to lie to him. Even though the fight of flight urge is rising. Fast.

Date: 2011-09-25 06:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate's so close to tears her jaw aches and her palms are going to start bleeding any second from how deep her nails cut into them. She can't tell him again that she wanted it. She just can't. He doesn't get it. Maybe if he's still talking to her later, she'll explain it's about the same as a guy picking a fight at a bar, even though she's done that in the past too.

Instead, now, she laughs, raw and bitter. "I'm a con artist, a thief, a grifter, a smuggler, a kidnapper, even got hired as a contract killer. I deserve the inside of a cell, Declan. Not to be set on some kind of pedestal."

Date: 2011-09-25 06:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"It should!"

This is why she doesn't do this. Because they start thinking she's something she's not. They forget that she's a liar and a thief and if he's already this upset, it's just going to be so much worse when he cares more and she fucks it all up and breaks his heart.

"It should," she says, choking on all of the emotion. She doesn't want it to matter. That's the truth. But it should. She doesn't deserve anything this good.

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