vanillajello | Overland Park, KS, Tuesday Afternoon (Late July)

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Overland Park, KS, Tuesday Afternoon (Late July)

"Woah, what's with the bouncing, princess?" Charmaine asked, looking up from her work on some new tiaras, as Kate came down the stairs seemingly exuding far more energy than she'd exhibited going up them some time earlier.

"Oh, nothing," Kate replied, mock coyly. The grinning probably ruined the effect, but she cared not. "Hey, Mom's still coming to pick you up for that doctor thing?"

"Unless she's turned into someone else, yes," her aunt replied. "Why?"

Yeah, Kate was still grinning. "No reason." Again, it wasn't really believable. She bounced her way to the kitchen.

Charmaine shook her head and went back to her glue and sequins. "Whatever you say, Katie."

[ooc: NFB. For the booooy.]

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"You told me I didn't have a reason to be nervous," Bod reminded her, already sliding one hand down her side. "Has that changed?"

"No," she said, a bit quickly but that was to be expected. "No, hasn't changed. Just checking."

"I'm not afraid of getting caught," he said and teased his fingers just underneath her waistband. "Are you afraid of getting caught?"

"No." Though she probably would've said that even if she had been, right now. He tended to have that effect on her. "The front door is noisy."

"Then, maybe I should take this off," he murmured, pushing at her waistband with his fingers. "I can't do magic anything if you're wearing clothes."

"Right." Yes, he was right, and she let go of his shirt to reach down and unzip her skirt. "You're not that magic."

"I'm not," he said and stepped away enough to give her some space. "And I wouldn't want to rip your skirt with my fumbling to try and get it off myself."

Kate snickered despite herself. "You're also not a caveman, so I doubt you'd rip it." And he wasn't going to need to, as the skirt slid neatly down her legs and onto the floor, revealing that she was wearing cute underwear.

But then she usually was.

[WHOO BEDTIME. Good night!]

Yes, she usually was but that didn't stop him from smiling at those cute underwear. He even slid his fingers down one of her bare hips now.

"I like your underwear," he said quietly, smiling at her. "They're very cute."

[GOOD NIGHT GOOD NIGHT]

"Thank you," she murmured, glancing down at said underwear, and her tattoo and her bare legs. "I wish I could say I wore them especially for you but I didn't actually change after you decided to come."

"I didn't expect you to change on my account," he told her, leaning closer for a soft kiss while he went to work on pushing those cute underwear down her legs. "I'd take you wearing absolutely anything."

"Or nothing," she replied, with a smirk that was lost in the kiss. "Not too particular, are you?"

"You wearing nothing is very good too," he said, nodding and touching his fingers very lightly to her inner thigh. He tried to encourage her to spread her legs just a bit and smiled as he did so.

"I've been picturing you wearing nothing since you left," he admitted, nodding.

"Oh?" Kate asked, even though she wasn't the least bit surprised. Shifting against the wall a bit, she spread her legs a little further, trying not to shiver at the light touch. "Really?"

"Really," he confirmed, nodding and kissing her cheek lightly. His fingers moved a little closer to where he was sure she wanted them but he kept them light and teasing for the moment.

"You're not the only one who can have fantasies," he added, sliding one finger inside her just barely. He didn't move it away though.

Kate's breath caught in her throat, just for a second. "I know that," she sighed. It was a quiet sound, though she knew she'd get much, much louder before he'd be through with her. "You like it when I'm naked."

"Indeed," he said and kept just one finger inside her though he pushed it a bit deeper. Lips against hers, he smiled again. "I love it when you're naked. It means I can do things like this."

And that finger wiggled.

Kate moaned against his mouth, one hand splaying against the wall beside her for added support. "Yeah," she said, with a smile that was only a bit unsteady. "You're... very good at things like this."

"Mmm, why thank you," he said and decided to reward her by pushing another long finger inside her. "I wouldn't want the Magic Fingers moniker to be one given ironically."

He slid those two fingers out of her before pushing them slowly back in. And that smile of his stayed wide and almost devious.

"You look evil," she remarked, after a long, deep breath that just seemed to make her feel his fingers more intensely. She was getting wetter and wetter around them, she could feel it. "Magic Fingers."

"Evil?" Bod tsked her lightly and started moving his fingers in and out of her a little quicker and a little deeper with each push.

On a whim, he even added a third finger during one push into her and tried to stretch her a little more than he had been. His eyes never left hers though.

"I'm not evil."

Kate didn't immediately answer, too busy choking on air for a little bit there. The hand she wasn't using to keep herself secure and upright against the wall came up to his shoulder, grasping it pretty tightly.

"Y-yes you are."

And she was probably going to have to stop talking here soon.

At least he hadn't tried to get her to name state capitals? She was lucky there.

"I'm not evil," he argued, shaking his head and pressing his thumb down suddenly on the small area of sensitivity right above where his fingers were moving in and out of her. "This isn't evil. This is amazing."

He was right, of course, and she would've said s much, except there was that white-hot flas of pleasure and her hips twitched off the wall and against his hand.

"Oh God."

Well, she said that, but it wasn't exactly a conscious decision.

Bod rubbed his thumb back and forth against her, really quite liking when she started writhing against his hand like she was. The fingers that had been thrusting in and out of her didn't stop either. He found he could do both and he wanted to do both.

"See?" he said, smiling again. "I'm not evil. This can't feel evil, can it?"

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