[For Declan] Jan 22: when I don't know what to say

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She's been here since September. Been through people getting powers, people coming, people going, the island itself changing, finding out that she's maybe fictional or some kind of crap, but it's really not until today Kate's realized just how much this place fucks with her. Over breakfast, she finds out one of the people she really likes and respects lost her husband and now she's like five months pregnant and raising the kid of someone else who left her. By herself. The kid - who she fucking loves, okay? and, whatever, just she does - lost his mom, his uncle, and now his step-dad in a place that's way too safe for death to be something you just get like she and Thad did.

And when she comes home to detox for an hour before going to make up with her boyfriend, because she's been a complete fucking jackass for a week and he could just disappear any second without her ever getting to fix it, there's this sweet set up on her porch. A laptop with a huge screen and killer resolution, long life batteries, cords, speakers, HDMI for TV hookup, seriously everything a chick could want. There's a gold bow on top and a card that says "For Kate Freelander," and when she powers it up, it's got a sick media library. Movies, tv, music, games. She's not even sure whether to laugh or cry. Which she doesn't do. Cry. Not much. Not often. Not because it's weak or whatever. It's just not her thing.

She shakes her head and packs it all up in one of her woven hemp bags. Cleans herself up. Then spends about ten minutes deciding what face she's wearing when she goes to see Declan. Leather, lace, trench coat? She lines her eyes with some kohl and smudges some berry colored stain on her mouth but she's still not sure. Maybe jewelry will settle it. With a flick of her hand, she opens the box (not her box, and fuck if she doesn't miss that) and --

The light catches on a flash of bright silver and deep, rich blue. It's beautiful.

Kate doesn't cry, but when she lifts out the bracelet and slides it around her wrist, the kohl on her eyes smears and her lashes are wet. No one's ever given her anything like this before. She's an idiot.

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Half an hour later, she's on Declan's doorstep with their new system, wearing refreshed makeup, the bracelet he gave her, and a straight-up Kate face. Black leather, black lace, blue top and jeans. She knocks because it's been a week and he won't be expecting her.

"Declan?"

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Title lyrics from Pat Benatar's We Belong.

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"So how do you want it?" Declan asks, grinning a bit at her. It's cute, in a way, the way she seems a little shy about asking and while he gets it (they did just fight) he's never going to deny her that and he thinks she ought to know it.

"I'm game for anything."

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If relief has a flavor, Kate's kiss is it. She knows he'll never deny her. She's never had trouble asking for what she wants. But she's never been in "a relationship" either and that changes things. The person whose body parts she's borrowing isn't a one-off or a short-term fling. Maybe her body just needs his parts, but her heart needs him.

"Thanks," she whispers into that quick, hard kiss. Not for the orgasm but for making it easy. She hopes and she's pretty sure, he knows what she means. And as for what she wants, that's easier. "Your fingers, like the night you wouldn't fuck me, and your mouth." Just that quick, she drops off to her back, grins guiltily up at him. "But fast."

[duerespectguv]

"That, I believe, is something I can do," Declan says, dropping a kiss over one of her breasts on his way down. He loves making her feel good and this has the added bonus of being something she's specifically asked for; while his and Kate's sex life has never been an issue, Declan likes to know he's satisfying her at any given point.

"More than once, you think? Or just fast in general?"

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As much as she hates telepathy, she has to admit it would come in handy.

"Just get me there fast?" she asks, trying not to plead. She's wound tight from tension and needy from before. Too much build will frustrate her when she already feels edgy and his breath against her belly tickles and aches so much she's squirming with impatience. "I doubt I'll need more."

And if she does, she'll let him know.

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She's already gotten onto him for not giving her what she needs and Declan doesn't want her to think he's completely daft and can't listen. That, and he's wanted his mouth on her since she showed up last night.

So, without any more dragging it out, Declan seals his mouth over her and cups her hips in his hands, trying his best to bring her off as quick as possible.

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It's so sudden, it steals Kate's breath. Her hands curl into the bed linens, hips shoot up, and when they come down, it's with a breathless whine. It's good, she realizes as his tongue slides against her, that he didn't give her his fingers right away. As fast as she wants it, and as much as she needs it, being tense and upset softened her arousal. She's not wet enough to take them how she wants them.

Doesn't take long with how Declan's tongue lashes at her clit and when she shifts and whimpers with the empty ache, he's right there to fill her with one, then two, then three thick fingers. His knuckles spread her wide enough to make her shake when the tips rub against her g-spot and his tongue works her quick and wet.

It takes a little longer than it would by herself but Kate's not complaining. Fuck, she's not complaining. It's so good, so so good when her lashes finally flutter, head tilts back and the tight clench of her cunt releases. Her fingers scrape along shoulders already raked raw last night and she comes with a low, rasping sob.

[duerespectguv]

There's never going to be a time when hearing Kate strung out and needy for him isn't a good thing and the only thing better than that is hearing her when he's given her exactly what she wants. So he's a little smug when he kisses her hip and slides back up next to her in bed but Declan supposes he might get a pass for that. He's stroking her hair and calming down when he hears something: faint, but evident.

"What do you suppose that is, then? That sound?"

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"Me, trying to remember how to breathe," Kate says, flops to her back, slides her hands behind her head and stretches hard, lifting her chest high off the bed. Before she relaxes back, she hears whatever it was Declan was talking about and pulls herself upright.

Head cocked, she listens. "There it is again." It doesn't sound threatening but lots of things don't. She hopes up and grabs a knife and a gun and only after grabs one of his shirts and tosses it on. She tosses him his shorts and then cocks her head to the outside. "Let's go have a look."

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Declan dresses quickly, a holdover from both SAS and Sanctuary life but he doesn't bother with a shirt; if it's trying to kill him, it's not going to care if he's shirtless or not.

Heading back out into the main room, though, it doesn't look like anything that's going to hurt them. Instead, it's a puppy, furiously attacking his shoes as if they're some prize piece of game.

"Bloody hell. The island's given me a dog, is that it?"

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As soon as he says it, Kate peers past him and then drops her knife and gun in a puppy-safe space before coming into the room. She's grinning when the puppy rolls over, showing off that it's a she. And she leans up, arm around Declan's shoulders as high as she can reach. "Aww, look. The island thought you needed another bitch to run your life."

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Declan swats at her but it's half-hearted at best since he's more focused on the puppy than anything else. He rubs her tummy, trying to think of a good name for her. He's always been shite at naming things.

"Irish, aren't you? Just a wee bonny lass," Declan teases, shifting his own accent into a passable Irish lilt.

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"Hi, cutie." Kate crouches next to Declan for a minute to pet the puppy's head. There's a little snap of teeth but the puppy is playing not biting. It's enough though, considering what Kate's not wearing. If she's piercing her labia, hygiene and needles, please.

Leaning over, she kisses Declan's shoulder then pushes back to her feet. "Think you and your new girlfriend'll be okay without me?" She needs to wash up and get dressed.

[duerespectguv]

"You're not getting replaced, love," Declan says dryly, grinning like a fool at her. He leans in and presses a messy kiss against her mouth before going back to the dog.

"But I should get her sorted. Love you."