[for Declan] Can't stop coming in hot

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In the game of I never, Kate almost always loses. She grew up fast and grew up hard, and she's done all the things people usually ask about and plenty they don't. But if the question was I've never arranged a date for my boyfriend on his birthday, Kate wouldn't have to drink. She probably would drink, because truth isn't an absolute for Kate. It's what she wants someone to know or not know about her.

She's given up lying like breathing but she didn't tell anyone (but the one person who counts) she's never done anything like this before. The whole package. The individual parts are familiar. Like the LBD she put together from scraps of black fabric from the clothing box. The black heels which she hates to walk in, but are fine for standing, eating, and fucking in. The bland beige belted trenchcoat (hand-fitted, but not re-pieced). Even the loose shoulder-brushing curls and hints of kohl around her eyes. All familiar. Dinner reservations, check. Surprise dessert (or breakfast, depending on how they roll), check. Note in his mailbox and on his door, check. It's just putting them all together and making them work she's not sure about.

Not that she's ever admitting that to anyone. What Declan doesn't know, doesn't hurt him. And right now all he knows is to meet her at her place at sunset. Where she'll conveniently not be, just long enough for him to sit down and wait while Kate watches, invisible from behind some nearby trees.

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title lyrics from Pink's Raise Your Glass

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Kate laughs. Of course she does. She reeks of him and she's dripping with him too. "And you call me crass."

Now that she's undressed and cozy with him, she doesn't want to get up to go to dinner. This is good. Perfect. Kate kisses his neck and tucks her head down. "What color are the sheets on your bed?"

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"Sort of a golden color," Declan says, trying to remember his bed back in London. "Mahogany four-poster, antique, all done in blues and golds. Sure wish it'd show up here, that bed. It'd be nice to have more room to roll around."

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"Good for tying girlfriends to?" Kate teases, still awkward with the word but not shying away from it. Not much anyway. She's trying to imagine herself there with him, his this way, in London. "Good for tying me to?" It's important, him wanting her, not just here but there.

Fuck, she's in this way way too deep.

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"Better for you to tie me to," Declan challenges, wondering if she'll buy it. He likes it, occasionally, even if he likes it the other way around better.

"Good for bringing you breakfast in bed, too."

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"Whatever trips your trigger, babe," Kate answers, and she means it. If he wants her to tie him up, she will and make it damn good for him. If she's lucky, payback will be every ounce the bitch she should be.

The breakfast in bed thing makes her gut flip. In the good way. Which is why she's not saying anything about it.

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"The way I see it," Declan says, running his hand through her hair as he spoke, "You're incredibly jet lagged and you just fall into bed when you get back to the house. I wake you up with breakfast in bed the next morning and we spend a day playing in bed instead of being responsible."

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Kate lets out a slow breath, relaxing into him and rubbing her cheek against his chest. "You'd do that for me?" She probably shouldn't be so surprised. He calls her 'love' and says he loves her, but she's not that sort of girl. The kind you take home to family.

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"Yeah," Declan says, grinning a bit. "Depending on how long I could get Magnus to let me have you for, I'd take you to meet my sisters and my Gran too. I think they'd adore you. They're all loud and bossy and have me wrapped around their little pinkies."

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Now he thinks they'll like her. He didn't used to think so. Maybe she's changed. She slides her hand under his shirt to stroke his skin. "Magnus would let me come to you, I think. She likes it when me and Will and Hank want to learn things. She doesn't need to know that what I want to learn is how strong your bedposts are."

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"Or how you like your sex for breakfast," Declan adds. "No, I want to take you to meet Moira, at least. She's my baby sister."

She's also the one who's the most like Kate.

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"We know how I like my sex before dinner," she points out. "With you. Hot and fast." She rolls up over her arms to whisper in his ear, "But after dinner I want it all night long." The way he likes it. Slow and sweet. Not as a present for him, really. A present for her. She wants it, but this way he can think what he wants.

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A chill runs down Declan's spine at that, at the promise of getting to have Kate all night long for sex an sweet as much as he wants.

"Katie, you know exactly how to rile me, don't you?"

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Playful, she rolls up on top of him, straddles him and sits up. So they'll have to spot clean his pants before they can go out. So what? From above him, she smirks at him and pushes his shirt up on the backs of her wrists while she palms his abs. "Pretty sure that's in the job description. Girlfriend: general cocktease except when putting out."

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"My cock is sufficiently teased," Declan says lowly, cupping her hips in his hands. "But I suppose you already knew that, didn't you? I swear, Katie, it's never been like this with anyone else. It's like you got under my skin and I can't get you out."

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Kate leans down over him and slides her arms (sweetly) around his neck. "Kinda might not want you to. Get me out. Like being here." Which is a bigger admission than she means it to be, but fuck. It's not like they can do this whole girlfriend-boyfriend thing without him knowing she likes being with him.

"Want me again before dinner or should we be good and go?" she purrs. At least maybe they can avoid talking about it.

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"Dinner? I forgot about food," Declan says, utterly honest about that. He's sort of wrapped up in Kate right now and, frankly, doesn't want to move for much of anything.

"I guess we could go and eat."

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That's so transparent it makes her laugh. She stretches up again and pulls off the jersey she pulled on, then lifts off him to kneel at his side and unbuckle his belt.

"You guess, huh?" she asks while her fingers pop the button on his slacks. "I guess we could stay in. I mean, since I'm naked and already all wet with your come."

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"Well, when you say it like that," Declan manages before trailing off, lost in what she's doing and unable to really form a decent thought.

"Katie, I love you. Slow, this round? It's my birthday, after all."

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Katie, I love you. Fuck, that shouldn't make her heart flip the way it does. It shouldn't feel so fucking good for him to be looking at her like he is.

"Yeah, babe," she says and tells herself it's because she's still raw from how he fucked her before that it sounds a lot like I love you too, inside her head. She pushes her hands up his body instead of down. If he wants it slow, she wants him naked. "Slow. As slow as you want."

And not just because it's his birthday.

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Declan slides his hands up her waist because he wants the chance to touch her and savor it in something of a cap to what they'd done outside earlier.

He likes it hard and fast, especially because Kate gives as good as she gets, but he likes making love to her and learning every possible reaction she might have to his lips and his hands moving over her skin.

"Want to savor you. Want to savor this."

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The hair rises on her arms and the back of her neck at the way his hands move, soft, slow, like she's something so special. Then his voice gets all husky and low and she shivers at the intent in it.

She lets her eyes fall closed and gives herself over to him. "Want you," she whispers, rough, and runs her tongue across her lips. "I want you, Declan. How you want me."

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"I want you any way that I can have you, love," Declan says, still low and soft. As possessive as she makes him, she makes him want to be tender too.

He rolls her under him, leaning down to kiss her.

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"Every way you can think of, and every way I can think of," she says as he's rolling them. There was a quip there but she couldn't hold onto it. Not with him looking at her like she's the center of the universe or something.

She's so hot for him it's fucking ridiculous and pretty damned dangerous. Distracting as hell. If she swears enough in her head about it, it'll balance the fact that he can unwind her, melt her, with a kiss like this. At least, that's the lie she's telling herself.

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"You're so beautiful," Declan says, taking a moment to just look into her eyes before leaning down to take another kiss. He hopes it's always like this with them, that he can keep her interested.

"Probably knew that already, though, yeah?"

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Kate rolls her shoulders up toward him, shrugging off the flutter in her gut. People talk about this, feeling like this, like it's a good thing. For her, the vulnerability of it just sucks. Yeah, she wants it and him, but she knows it's going to go bad. She's going to get hurt but she doesn't even want to protect herself and that's the worst part of all.

"Magnus is beautiful," Kate says as matter-of-factly as she can pull off. "Not saying I'm a hag or anything. Just, 'beautiful' isn't a word I hear a lot. 'Hot', usually."