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Kansas City, MO, Tuesday Morning

Some days Kate just felt like an adult. This seemed to be one of them. Maybe it was the fact that she was actually having some vaguely healthy cereal for breakfast, or that she was reading the morning paper, or something seemingly inconsequential like that. It couldn't be work, because she had the day off, blissfully. There'd been screaming children and grouchy old men all over her flights yesterday.

Maybe she was just happy, and therefore willing to feel like she could be a responsible and productive member of society.

"Oh, man, there's a sale at this one furniture store," she said, mostly to herself, spotting the ad in the paper, "we should totally go."

That was an adult thing to say, wasn't it?

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"I don't know if I'll be able to continue if I think I'm not being supportive," he said, shaking his head. "It's a blow to my self esteem."

"Oh fuck that," Kate scoffed. "You know you'll get an ego boost from continuing. We both know that."

"But, I'm not going to continue until you say I'm supportive," he said, running one of his nails from thigh to inner thigh and back again.

That made her shiver, but not give in. Yet, anyway.

"Really? Sure about that?"

"Oh, I'm very definitely sure," he said, nodding. "Yes, I'm very sure."

"Why?"

That was kind of an inane question at this point.

"Because."

He had learned teasing from the best, Kate. That was all your fault.

Kate was starting to realize that. Damn her and her awesome ways rubbing off on her.

"Okay fine, fine," she sighed. "You're amazingly supportive. Amazingly. Sometimes it literally blows my mind how supportive you are."

"See, I'm not sure you meant that but I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt," he laughed and leaned back over her, trailing kisses down from her chest to navel and moving slowly lower.

Kate sighed. "I did mean it." Everything except 'literally', because that was impossible. "But thank you."

She knew there'd be further teasing too.

"Are your arms still all right?" Bod checked, stalling just for a moment but he'd make it up to her, he promised.

"Oh my God, yes." That sounded both frustrated and amused. "I will tell you if they're not. I promise."

"I was just checking," Bod said, situating himself in between her legs and leaning down to just lightly slide his tongue down between her legs.

Yeah, Kate had probably had words to say, some kind of a snarky reply, but apparently not. The touch of his tongue may have been light, but she was a bit sensitive.

"Oh my."

"You sound impressed," Bod managed to say before he worked his tongue across her tongue, a little less teasingly but not quite to the extent of pushing inside her yet.

"I'm always impressed," Kate sighed, breathing a little heavier just with anticipation. "Always impressed with your mouth."

"You're so full of compliments now," Bod managed to say before he got a little more serious with what he was doing. His tongue pushed inside her, hands coming up to rest against her thighs while he did that.

"Deserved," Kate... moaned. Tilting her hips a bit to ensure maximum contact. "Complimentworthy."

She could still smush words together at random, yes.

Bod chuckled but decided not to bring up the fact that that wasn't a word either. He wriggled his tongue around inside her just a bit before pulling out, blowing against her and pushing his tongue back in.

Kate was pleased that he didn't comment on that. Literally pleased, actually. Because that was pleasurable, and she hummed to let him know that.

That didn't mean she was entirely out of words yet, though. Just taking a break.

Of course. She had to be a little further gone than this to be completely out of words. Bod knew that.

Bod also knew that he could tease her a little more which is why he pulled his mouth away and smirked up at her. She needn't worry too much because he did slide a finger inside her instead, making sure she wasn't too starved for pleasure.

And he proceeded to move said finger quickly because he was such a nice guy.

Kate agreed. That was really nice of him. She gasped at the chnage in sensations, and then she smirked at him too, though hers was maybe just a bit more wobbly. "Magic Fingers."

"That's not true at all," Bod said just as he used his thumb to push down on her clit. "There's no magic in these fingers."

Kate's delighted gasp and the way her hips jerked upwards against his hand begged to differ.

"Well, you never get to experience them!"

That made Bod laugh and he glanced up at her. "You do know that I can use my hands on myself too, don't you?"

It was different than how he used them on her, sure, but his fingers were still involved. And to kind of drive that point home, he even rubbed a hand across the front of his pants to prove the point.

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