Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-10-14 05:34 pm
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Overland Park, KS, Friday Morning (September)
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.]
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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Because they were going to be here all day in a non-fun way if she tried to hold on too stubbornly to her math euphemisms.
"It's a position," she said, as she was climbing over him, but not the way he might've expected. What with facing towards his feet and all. "Something potentially fun we haven't tried yet."
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He didn't quite get it yet.
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"Of course I'm right."
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Not so much so, though, that she couldn't do a little something to pay him back. She got her hand around his cock for now, for just a few, almost idle strokes.
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Oh well. She was ducking down to use her tongue on him now, swirling it around the head of his cock in loping circles.
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She knew they were both lacking a lot of their usual finesse right now but she was totally okay with that.
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He pushed those thoughts out of his mind and kept licking at her, occassionally letting his tongue pass over the over sensitive area of skin he'd found so often before. He never concentrated too much attention on it but he wanted to make sure she could feel it.
And that focus helped him not totally come undone when she took his cock into her mouth. It was productive and helpful!
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And that was in addition to her erratically swirling tongue and her warm, wet mouth in general.
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See, he could use his hands too. Specifically, he could wiggle a finger inside her and thrust it forward while his tongue worked against her. She wasn't the only one who could do both of those fun, fun things.
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