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Spencer's Beach, Hawaii, Saturday

It was (supposed to be) Kate and Bod's last morning in Hawaii. They both had jobs to get back to, books and movies to take care of. But not quite yet, and what better way was there to cling to the vacation than the head out to a gorgeous beach one last time? None. No better way. So that was what they were doing.

But hard as Kate tried, her mind wasn't entirely off the impending, inevitable return to the dreary island where she'd punched someone and videos of her former mistakes were all over the internet. It was already in her head. She'd been ignoring her phone and her laptop most of the week, but today, already anticipating her return to the real world, she finally checked her messages.

There was a single voicemail, and she listened to it. And while she listened to it, her eyebrows knitted into a frown.

And when she listened to it again, that frown did nothing but deepen.

[ooc: NFB, and for the boooy who's not going back yet either!]

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Kate wasn't going to torment him for much longer. But still, for a little while, kissing him and muffling the slightest of moans against his mouth because she kind of adored his nails.

Hey, at least she was already trying to get her uncoordinated hands working on actually opening the wrapper.

Bod thought about helping her with that but decided it would be better if he kept his hands on her back and kept making red marks with his nails rather than reaching for the condom and slowing the process instead of quickening it.

So, he kept eagerly returning the kiss they were still sharing and let her deal with the condom so it didn't end up on the floor or getting ripped or anything like that.

All of that was just so good and distracting for her, that something had to give, and for now it was the kiss. She leaned her forehead against his and breathed harshly as she looked down at what she was doing.

There was some more fumbling with the wrapper but her hand was steady enough once it wrapped around his cock so she could actually roll the condom on him.

Bod's body tensed up while she was doing that because even the slightest of touches was sending him off into orbit. He controlled his breathing and shut his eyes while he tried to get his control back to something that wouldn't crack as soon as she was inside her.

Her hands were lethal weapons when it came to him.

Kate was pretty sure everything about her was, to be honest. Under certain circumstances, such as these ones.

Her hands were quick though, too. Surprisingly so, and it wasn't long before she was shifting so that she could line him up with her, then use that hand to guide him inside her with one smooth push.

Her forehead was still against his, and she exhaled a quiet moan.

After the voicemail she'd gotten earlier, Bod wouldn't have thought they'd end up like this but now he couldn't think of this happening any other way. They'd had sex a lot in this cottage but it still felt like it was risky and new and different. He loved it. He loved her.

He held on tightly to her waist since she wasn't moving and he could just feel how warm and wet she was right now. He was enveloped by her slickness and that just made him moan.

Kate might have been able to predict some of this, at least, after that voicemail. It was something that needed to be buried deep, and what better way was there to do that than throwing herself completely into doing something intimate with him?

But she wasn't thinking about that now. She moved, pulling her hips away only to push them down again, starting up a moderately paced rhythm. Just getting into it.

And Bod could only hold on and breathe raggedly. He braced one hand against her back to guide her while she rode him. It gave him some semblance of doing some work when she was doing most of it.

He could lift his hips when she started to pull away, trying to keep himself buried deep inside her for as long as he could. It just lengthened that sensation and had him making ragged sounds of pleasure.

Kate could make those right back at him, to be honest. When he lifted his lips, she responded by making her own movement almost achingly slow. She wasn't intending to – and wouldn't be able to – keep it up for too long, but she had most of the control in this situation, and wanted to try and make both of them feel to the fullest possible extent.

It forced a long moan out of her mouth, if nothing else.

Panting, Bod reached up to try and smother her moan with a kiss. He said, "Harder," without realizing it even if he did want it. He just hadn't expected to voice it to her. He tended to keep things quieter than that.

"Harder," he said again, sounding more confident. "Please."

Kate could deliver that too. The next thrust down was faster again, and decidedly harder and sharper, burying him to the hilt in her.

He'd said please. It would have been rude to decline. Not to mention stupid.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," Bod said, the words falling from his lips quickly. It hadn't taken much to get him near incoherent which just proved she had a way with him. "M-more. More."

More, more, more. Kate could keep providing; she wanted more too. So, she could keep her hips moving relentlessly. She wanted to be exhausted by the end of it, a panting mess that could maybe take a nap without wondering about how things were back on the other island.

"Like this?"

Bod could only nod. He'd lost the ability to voice anything beyond guttural moans and panting. He still had his hands on her though they were more to keep himself grounded than to help her out with anything. He'd given control up to her completely and was now losing his mind because of it.

Yes, he wanted more and he wanted her to keep doing that because it would have him coming and coming hard sooner rather than later.

Kate was starting to feel the same. She kept moving, kept thrusting, kept getting him deep inside her with sharp, erratic movements. She wanted to come hard, and she wanted to feel him doing the same inside her while she'd be doing that. She wanted them both to be feeling it for a while.

She was panting words, but they made little sense. Fragments of love and lust.

Bod wasn't even going to be able to warn her this time. He was so caught up in the passion and lust of this particular coupling that he'd lost the ability to think which meant he wasn't going to warn her. He did manage to hang on for slightly longer than he thought, panting and rocking up into her.

He even managed to get a clumsy hand down between them, sliding a finger inside her right above where they were join and pushing down hard just to make sure she'd get there too.

He was coming before he knew it though, arching up into her and groaning loudly and long. His eyes were closed tightly and his body was as tense as a piano wire and he was pretty sure this was the best he could feel.

If not the best, then pretty damn close to it. His hand and the minor surprise she felt at that were the last shove Kate needed, so she wasn't far behind him.

She held on tightly to back of the couch and pushed down against him as she started to unravel, making sure they'd stay joined throughout it all. Everything felt amazing just then, and she was choking on air.

Bod was just...going to slump back against the couch and pant. He didn't let go of her and he was still buried inside her so he felt warm and good and floaty.

The afterglow of everything was another one of Bod's favorite things to feel. His hands were clumsy and uncoordinated but he was trying to rub her arms and back to help her come down too.

Kate pretty much slumped over him, burying her face against the crook of his neck and catching her breath. "I love you," she murmured, from her panting. "I love you."

"I love you too," he mumbled, nodding and resting his cheek against the side of her head. "I love you so much. I do."

"You need to quit school and move to Kansas with me," she mumbled, not really serious even if her brain was all endorphine-addled. "'Cause I don't know if I can handle not having this kind of sex whenever we want."

Bod chuckled and nuzzled his cheek against her. "I wish I could but it won't be too long before I finish school and can do whatever I'd like. And we'll just have to make our encounters even more torrid when we do see each other."

"Mmm." Well, he did have a point, there. "I think I can definitely do that."

"I'll visit you as often as you'll let me," Bod said, sighing and smiling. "I promise."

"Aaaall the time," Kate replied, drawing the first word out. She nuzzled his neck, eyes closed. "I'm spent."

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