oct 20 - for Kate

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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."

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It's not that kind of invitation. Although... Kate adds stripping for him while he jacks off to the list of things she wants to do with him. List. Sigh. Freelander, will you listen to yourself?

She lifts up, balancing on his good shoulder to get the shorts off and rubs the dry, sticky mess off her hand on them. Before she settles over his lap again, she leans in to kiss him. "No one's ever been as good to me as you are," she tells him. It seems important. Letting Declan know he's not like anyone else. Even while there are still technically someone elses.

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"I'm going to keep being good to you," Declan promises, unable to keep from running his hands over her skin. "That's a promise, love. You deserve it."

Maybe if he's better to her than anyone else there will stop being anyone else.

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His hands, oh gods. Her skin aches. She wants him so much it's hard to nod, hard to breathe, hard to be patient. "Damn, babe," Kate manages, soft and low, but composed, like she's not going out of her mind just from him touching her.

She hasn't been celibate since the last time they were together, but the way it feels when it's him...everything else is swimming in the kiddie pool.

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"Easy," Declan murmurs, low and soothing. He takes his time just mapping out her curves with his hands and slides his hands up to cup her breasts for a moment. He rubs his thumbs against her nipples, testing, and smiles up at her.

"I missed you. I want to take my time."

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"I missed you," Kate tells him, trying to swallow the whimper rising in her throat. No one touches her like he does. No one ever has. She craves it already. Same way she started craving the feel of his arms around her. Now it's his mouth and his hands.

It's dangerous. Wanting someone like this. Wanting him like this. She should run while she still can, she tries to tell herself. But that lie won't take. It's already way too late.

Instead of running, she reaches between them, arms crossed, and lifts her jersey off over her head. "So take as much time as you want."

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"Tell me how you like to be touched," Declan counters, hands paused over her skin. He wants to know everything that makes her tick and wants to know how to make it so good she keeps coming to him over and over again.

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"Can't, babe," Kate answers, already a little breathless. She rests her hands on his shoulders for balance before she runs them down his arms. "Everything's different with you."

Everything.

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"Guess I'll just have to find out, then?" Declan asks, hands cupping her hips and thumbs rubbing slow, patient circles over her skin.

"So beautiful, Katie. Want to make it where the only thing you can think about is me and how good I make you feel."

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You already have, she can't help thinking. What happens if she tells him? It's not her to give away that kind of vulnerability. Declan won't hurt her, she knows that. But she's already drowning in her feelings for him.

"Too late," she whispers finally after struggling over the words. "It's been that way for weeks." It's not a promise. It's not. She just...she can't pretend she's not feeling this way. It's not fair to him.

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"Me too," he murmurs, feeling safe enough to confess that in the quiet of his hut even if he wouldn't say it anywhere else or to anyone else.

He slides one hand over so his thumb can rub against her in a slow, lazy tease. "Need you, Katie. So much."

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She's slick already. So slick there's almost no friction. Like that matters, when it's him. Just that slow light stroke sends a shiver up her spine and raises gooseflesh on her arms. Her breath catches and then hisses out.

"Worst part of this..." she whisper-whines, fingers curling into his biceps to steady herself while she rocks against him. "Needing you. Knowing I could have you. Not lying to you to get what I want. Not seducing you into breaking your rules."

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"I'm so glad...so glad you haven't," Declan says lowly, pressing in a little bit harder with his thumb to give her more. "Don't lie to me, Katie. That's all I ask, don't lie to me, and I'll give you everything I can."

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"I won't," she gets out before his thumb rakes over her. "I won't, I won't, I won't." Oh gods. She won't. She won't. Just this and she's almost fucking mindless for him. No one's ever spun her this hard or this fast. It's amazing and, yeah, kind of terrifying. So she won't, she won't, she won't lie to him. "I won't," she whispers again, a mindless mantra while she starts to come apart.

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"Tell me how I make you feel," Declan says in a rush, sliding an arm behind her to tip her back slightly so he can get a better angle with his thumb.

"Just...keep talking, Katie."

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She's never been shy about giving a guy what he wants in bed. Always been willing to say whatever the fuck got his rocks off. This is different. Not dirty talk, but truth.

She's not sure she can, except...he's asking her to. "Good, so good. Ache for you, Declan, want--" Words break off into a whine of rising need, fingernails raking at skin. "Want you to fuck me...use your fingers. Please, babe?"

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Declan moves his hands to cup her hips and squeezed lightly. "Roll for me then, love? Better angle if you're laying down."

What he wants to do is lick and suck and tease her until she's begging for it but that's a little too close to his (arbitrary) line. Instead, he'll try to just use his hands and hope that's enough.

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It's him, Kate thinks when her back hits the bed and her legs aren't wrapped around his hips hauling him down. She could. She's strong enough to make it hard for him to resist without hurting her. But she doesn't even try. It's like getting hit with a comic book cosmic mallet over and over and over. Each time she tries to think she should run or not promise, Bam! Each time she wants him too much and she balks, Wham!

Everything about being with him is different. Good. Right. Even staring up at him wide-eyed desperate, wanting him to fuck her and just stroking his arm and whispering an almost patient, "Please, babe."

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"This, then?" Declan asks, spreading her slightly before sliding his fingers in and slowly pumping them in and out. Slow and easy, for now, and once he has her worked up and close, he'll give her what she needs.

"I love how responsive you are, love. Just a little touch," he murmurs, thumb brushing over her clit, "And you're begging me."

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Kate shivers when his fingers spread her open, exposing her. It's dumb. Really dumb. But it's so intimate. Kind of possessive. No one's ever touched her like that, so confidently, like he has the right to do whatever he wants.

It sets fire to her skin, crawling up her arms and her face and down to her chest. Her nipples pull tight and her cunt pulses around his fingers. Her breath hisses out, a low whine. "Fuck."

Her teeth are literally chattering with need.

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He's never really been this mad over a woman before and her little noises work him up in a way he's never really experienced before. So much for British calm because Kate seems to erase all of it and make him needy.

He pulls his fingers out and slicks a third and when he presses back into her, he slides one back slightly toward her ass and presses.

"Yes or no?"

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"Yes." It's automatic, no thought required. If she had thoughts or breath, she'd remind him any part of him, any part of her, blanket permission for anything he wants.

She pulls her knees up, plants her feet to tilt her hips for him. Her fingers curl and grip in the bed, body tensing slightly in anticipation.

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She's so easy for him. Declan wonders for a moment if she's this easy for everyone and then dismisses it; he doesn't know for sure but he seems to think it's different if only because he's just as easy for her, easier than he's ever been.

He presses his fingers back in and pushes the third back to slip into her ass. Some women don't like that but Kate (Katie) is not some women, it seems.

He lets them rest for a moment before teasing her clit with his thumb again and making the patterns less random and more determined, a concerted effort to bring her off and end the teasing for now.

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It's been awhile, years, since she's let anyone touch her like this. The sting's sharper than she remembered. The burn longer. Her eyes slip closed with a slow, heavy blink at the feel of being so full.

"Love your hands, babe," she manages to get out in a choked whisper before he gets all demanding on her. "Ohgod."

No way to stop this now. He's got her. All she can do is cling to the sheets, whine and shiver until he gets her there.

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"Show me how much, then." Declan's voice is soft when he asks and he draws his fingers almost all the way out before sliding them in again. "Show me how much you love them, Katie?"

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Her teeth clench to stop the whimper of protest for him taking his fingers away. But it's like slamming a car into reverse, revving her engine even hotter, when he pushes back in. Her hips buck, and, just like that, a few more strokes and she's gone, clenching hard enough to bruise his fingers and sobbing out a steady stream of ohs and gods and Declans that she just knows are going to make him insufferably smug.