[for Declan] Can't stop coming in hot
Nov. 13th, 2011 08:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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
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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Date: 2011-11-27 08:21 pm (UTC)Needy in ways she doesn't want to think about, Kate plants her feet and tilts her hips and tries to get his fingers into her, deeper. If he's not going to fuck her right now (which is fine and she doesn't want to think about that, either), she needs something to stop that empty pulsing ache.
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Date: 2011-11-27 08:26 pm (UTC)"Too much teasing, is it? Need more from me?"
It's not meant to be a tease, this statement, it's an honest question. If she needs something, he wants to provide it.
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Date: 2011-11-27 09:05 pm (UTC)"Don't need the O now or anything. Just...after before... I--" What's weird is she's kind of shy about words right now. Not because she'll say the wrong ones but because she doesn't want to say any. She flicks her gaze up to his and holds it, hot and dark, then licks her bottom lip to wet it and nods. "Feel..." A shrug. "Open. Too open." Empty. Fly away. Cinderella at ten minutes to midnight.
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Date: 2011-11-27 10:08 pm (UTC)"I want this, now, unless?"
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Date: 2011-11-28 12:06 am (UTC)Fuck, partly it's just that he's hers and she wants him and she needs him to know that and she needs ways to tell him that. Kisses are easier than words and she's pretty sure nothing's getting lost in translation.
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Date: 2011-11-28 12:25 am (UTC)He doesn't particularly care if he is.
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Date: 2011-11-28 02:59 am (UTC)She bites her lip and closes her eyes and tries to just feel and not think about why. It's hard. Because she knows why.
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Date: 2011-11-28 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-28 05:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-28 05:16 am (UTC)"I want to be unique to you, love, and I always want it to be good."
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Date: 2011-11-28 06:19 am (UTC)She slides a hand down his back, stroking him and confesses something else. "Already been with you more times than anyone else, ever."
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Date: 2011-11-28 08:56 pm (UTC)To be special to someone the way he is to Kate, it isn't something he's ever really had.
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Date: 2011-11-28 09:06 pm (UTC)Her hips roll, body moving with his, keeping him in her as deep as she can. Nowhere to run right now. "Just you."
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Date: 2011-11-28 09:11 pm (UTC)"So close, love. Always close with you."
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Date: 2011-11-28 09:33 pm (UTC)She tilts her head aside, offering her throat, too. Offering herself for him to mark, as dark as he wants to match the claim he already fucking seared into her brain. "All yours," she tells him because she can't say what he probably really wants to hear.
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Date: 2011-11-28 09:47 pm (UTC)It's enough to tip him over the edge, too, being that possessive.
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Date: 2011-11-28 10:17 pm (UTC)Instead of collapsing back and sprawling under him like she usually does, Kate pushes him off to the side and then immediately wraps her arm around his hips and burrows close.
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Date: 2011-11-28 10:29 pm (UTC)"Feeling all right, Katie?"
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Date: 2011-11-29 03:29 am (UTC)It's stupid, is what it is. She's not a scared kid. She's a grown woman and it's all completely ridiculous.
She's still doing it.
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Date: 2011-11-29 03:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-29 04:21 am (UTC)"Just..." Her fingers curl against his abs. "You love me." She hopes he understands how huge that is.
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Date: 2011-11-29 04:24 am (UTC)"I do love you, Kate."
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Date: 2011-11-29 04:45 am (UTC)Kate smiles a little, soft and sort of shy, then presses a kiss to his mouth. "No one's ever been in love with me before." That she knows of. Except in that alternate timeline with Will and that wasn't her so it doesn't count.
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Date: 2011-11-29 04:52 am (UTC)Especially not when she'd gone to all this effort for his birthday like he's something special.
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Date: 2011-11-29 04:58 am (UTC)"Gonna guess we're not going out tonight, yeah?"
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