Overland Park, KS, Friday Morning (September)

[vanillajello]

Six plus six was twelve, and twelve was the same as one, if you were talking about months first and then switched to years. The bottom line was, Kate and Bod had now been an item for a whole year in total. (There really was no need to talk about that four month gap between the first and second six month stretches. Because that was just a really fucking depressing topic all around.) And that was a huge fucking deal.

Enough of a huge fucking deal for it to be the first thing Kate become conscious of as she woke up this morning, all warm and tangled up with Bod, in their bed, in their room, just like they had been every night for the past week or so. That alone would've made her happy, but remembering the anniversary made her doubly so.

So, as much as it saddened her to do it, she tried slowly disentangling herself from her pale, pale boyfriend, so she'd be able to slip out of bed in her panda-print tunic. There was something she wanted to get from downstairs.

[ooc: NFB, and for that guy in the bed.]

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[therewaslife]

"How do you know?" Bod asked before kissing her again. "That's quite the assumption."

He actually remembered telling her that but he wasn't going to make it so easy on her.

[vanillajello]

"I've talked in this way since you met me," Kate pointed out. "Either you like it or you're some sort of a... a pervy linguistic masochist."

[therewaslife]

"Pervy linguistic masochist?" Bod repeated, blinking. "Do those even really exist?"

[vanillajello]

"You tell me," she replied without missing a beat. "You're the one that's being suspected of being one!"

[therewaslife]

"I don't know what the actual definition of one of those is so how am I to label myself as one?" Bod retorted.

[vanillajello]

"Which one are you having trouble with?" she asked, with another kiss. "Linguistic? I bet it's that one."

Probably not.

[therewaslife]

"That's not the one," he murmured against her lips. "I know what linguistic means. My education has been good for something after all."

[vanillajello]

"Yeah but not good enough to teach you the meaning of pervy." She was pretty sure it was that one. "Right?"

[therewaslife]

"Correct," Bod said, nodding. "I have an idea of the definition but I don't qualify as one of those, do I?"

[vanillajello]

"Probably not," Kate relented. "Regardless, you love the way I talk. Admit it."

[therewaslife]

"I love the way you talk," he said obediently. "I think I've told you as much before. I could listen to you talk for hours, I really could."

[vanillajello]

"And I didn't even have to offer to take my shirt off." Her shirt with pandas on it, even. Because pandas were awesome. "You are so whipped, you really are."

[therewaslife]

"Was I supposed to try and coerce you into taking your shirt off?" Bod wondered, amused. He wouldn't argue with the whipped part. "I thought you might do that anyway."

[vanillajello]

"How presumptuous," Kate tsked, jokingly. "I'm a lady. Ladies don't just randomly strip."

Good thing she wasn't really a lady, then.

[therewaslife]

"You might be a lady but you do randomly strip for me," Bod said, smiling at her. "I know you do."

[Sorry about the AFK!]

[vanillajello]

"Slander," she murmured, and kissed him. "That's not true at all. At. All."

[NP! ...Unlike what I have with my coding.]

[therewaslife]

"You don't want to take off your clothes in front of me?" Bod asked, murmuring the words against her lips and smiling. "Not even on our anniversary?"

[vanillajello]

"Ask nicely," Kate replied. She caught his lip between her teeth for just a short moment. "Ask nicely and maybe I will."

[therewaslife]

"Would you please take your clothes off in front of me?" Bod mumbled, already trying to lean forward to get a longer, firmer kiss from her. "Please?"

[vanillajello]

Kate exhaled a quiet laugh. "Yeah, okay." But not before claiming that kiss from him, firm and lingering.

[therewaslife]

It was nice to be rewarded for asking so nicely when the rewards were as good as this one was. Bod leaned up into her, returning that kiss eagerly. Every single time he kissed her, it was like it was the first time all over again. He loved it. He loved it a lot.

[vanillajello]

Kate shared that sentiment, and it was probably obvious from the way she kissed him. Kissing him hadn't gotten old yet, no. Neither had running her fingers through his hair.

[therewaslife]

And he'd let his hair grow out just for her. He hadn't minded the shorter cut but he knew she liked it long (and he did too) so he'd let it grow out so she could do what she was doing now.

Bod's arm tightened around her waist and he pulled her closer to him on his lap. He wanted her as close as she could be right now.

[vanillajello]

And what he wanted, he ought to have. Kate thought so at least. Kate and her massive bias in his favor. He was sure he didn't mind.

Just like she didn't mind the hem of her shirt riding up her thighs as he tugged her closer. She kept kissing him, and kept her fingers in his hair, apart from a few detours to tease the back of his neck with her nails.

[therewaslife]

Bod didn't mind the hem of her shirt riding up either. In fact, he almost sensed it which meant one of his hands came down to slip under her shirt to touch some of that newly exposed skin.

He deepened the kiss, deciding that he'd just get her out of her clothes if she didn't want to strip in front of him. He had absolutely no problem with that task.