Kate cocks her head, surprised by the quip, and letting the idea rattle around in her head. She kisses him again while he's trying to undress, and again while he's putting the condom on and gets her fingers all up in that, helping, and there are words on her tongue when he pushes into her but they fly out her brain at the feel of him stretching her open.

They come back, when she remembers how to breathe. She wants to say he's really sweet. No one's ever been sweet like this to her and she doesn't know what to do with it. That's gonna wait, now, though, and it comes out a husky, "Wouldn't be here if I didn't want it. Blanket permission--ah, godyeah--" she rolls her hips under him, adjusting. "For any part of you you want to put in any part of me, Declan. Any."