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"Let's go," Declan says, but he doesn't make a move to release her from his arms. "In a few, though, I'm not inclined to let you go just yet."

Damn, he was gone on her. Too gone.

It's sort of a long walk from the Hub to his hut and that's mostly by design. Declan likes having something that's easily defended in the case of an attack and the hut being isolated as it is has a good visibility for anyone coming in. If he knows it's coming, he can be prepared. Of course, that's all worst-case scenario and a bit dire but it doesn't hurt to be prepared for everything. It's that same motto that's kept his head attached to his shoulders for the past forty some years.

When they get there (and he's not calling it home even if he concedes to being stuck here for a while - home is an antique bed in London with fantastic sheets and a great view), it's automatic to open the door for her even if Kate Freelander's not the sort of woman who needs doors opened for her.

"After you, Katie."

Date: 2011-10-16 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
All her life, Kate's never wanted this, not that she can remember. She's never wanted to be pinned under a guy, sharing long, sweet, slow kisses that stretch out for hours and days. That's a lie she's told herself forever, but it's a lie Declan makes it okay not to believe anymore.

She smiles up at him, lips still pressed against his where they curve, and learns the feel of his chest and shoulder with the pads of her fingers. Soon, she promises him, silently, promises herself, then yields into kisses again.

Date: 2011-10-16 05:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
No one's ever looked at her like that before. Like if she wanted to be, she could be his whole world. Her fight or flight impulse kicks hard, but that's only because the rest of her already threw its damn self into this fire.

Her eyes close and she tilts her face into his hand. It's just a simple touch. It shouldn't feel this good. "Tell me something about you that Will and Magnus and Tesla don't know."

Date: 2011-10-16 09:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"You know a lot about me that no one else knows," Kate says quietly, eyes still closed, but she tilts her head further to kiss his palm.

"I was there the day that Jimmy blew up the PD and my dad got killed. My mom was pregnant and she went into labor from the shock. I was really scared when they took her away into the delivery room. They wouldn't let me go in and my dad didn't come and we had no family in Chicago. That was the first time I ran away. I didn't get far before the cops picked me up but I wouldn't tell them where to take me. It took them four hours to figure it out."

Date: 2011-10-16 10:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Lots of people said they were sorry over the years. Mom. Aunts, uncles, cousins, cops, caseworkers, Magnus. It never really mattered, except the one time with Magnus. Too little too late, since she'd already learned the lesson that no one would be there forever, no one would hold your hand, no one would hold you. She had to do that herself.

It's the true lie. The big one she's been telling herself since Thad was born, and she's going to keep believing it. But tonight, right now, Declan's soft apology, the hand in her hair, the warmth of him looking for nothing but to know her, it pushes at her faith in it.

She kisses him instead of tucking herself into his arms, then nods. "Thad. Makes me look like Mother Theresa, I swear. He's a complete idiot. What about yours?"

Date: 2011-10-16 11:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"You're good with them, anyway." Kate smiles when she says it and bumps his thigh with her knee. He is good with them, good with her, most of the time. "I probably don't want to know, but what would they think of me?"

She cares, though. That's the problem. She never cares. But it matters what Declan's family would think of her.

Date: 2011-10-17 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate props her head up on her hand, frowning. "Which is a really nice way of saying the others would hate me." She sighs and shakes her head at him. "Why do you want this, Declan? Would you want it at home?"

It's not that she's got any self-esteem problems. She likes herself fine most of the time. But Declan can do so much better than her and her stacks of baggage and bad attitude.

Date: 2011-10-17 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
"I'm not..." Kate sighs and reaches across the small space she's put between them to run her fingers over his arm. "It's just hard to get my head around sometimes, babe. Think about it. You're head of your own House, you're crazy-good at all the political crap and at the stuff in the field, plus you're polished and gorgeous. And..."

And what, Freelander? Spit it out.

She glances down at the bed, shrugs, then back up at him through her lashes. "We're getting pretty serious. I'm getting pretty serious. I've never done this before and I don't know how to know it's the right thing. So I guess I just...want to know that you do. That you're sure."

Of course, now her heart's pounding a mile a minute, scared-rabbit quick. Not when she's in IPD custody or explaining to Magnus why she did what she did or when Danny's looking like he's going to stroke out at her. But now. When she's close enough he can see the pulse jumping in her throat.

Date: 2011-10-17 01:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Her heart's still pounding and she's getting drawn and quartered between the impulse to run and the instinct to be as close to him as possible. Kissing doesn't help at all, because she wants him so much that it just scares her more. He's not even wearing a shirt she can tangle her fingers in.

The only thing that makes sense is to pull him over her again and offer up. He'll stop them if he can't handle it.

Date: 2011-10-17 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
The only word for that sound she's making is whimper. She fucking hates it, the way it gives her away so completely. The way it sounds as needy-scared as she feels with the dark heat of his mouth over hers and her spiraling into it and him.

Her fingers curl into his back, tight like they're fucking, and when he breaks to breathe, she can only think one word to say and that's, "Soon."

Date: 2011-10-17 02:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Her cunt tightens fast and sweet at that tone from him, at that 'Katie'. And she squeezes her eyes shut, counting to ten to try to cool down. Ten doesn't work so she tries twenty and that's not much good either.

"Yeah, babe. I want you too. I want..." She tangles her legs with his to get him up against her. "I want to get you off. Let me?"

Date: 2011-10-17 03:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Kate exhales a low sigh of relief. She really wants to give him this. She wants him after weeks of wanting and needing and not having.

"I know, babe," she whispers at him, rolling her hips back up to stroke him. "Want my mouth or want my hand so I can keep kissing you?"

It's not a question she's ever asked before, not an offer she'd ever make. Kissing's usually about the last thing on her sexual menu. With him, she wants to do it for-- a lot. She wants to do it a lot.

Date: 2011-10-17 03:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] girlsolo.livejournal.com
Please, Katie. Fuck. He could ask her to do anything. Please, Katie. Anything. With those two words and his hand on her cheek.

Kate's voice is as raw as his when she asks, "Sit up for me, babe?" and pushes at his chest.

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