It was a fortunate thing truly, that I so lacked any ability to actually read minds in any sense. Had I had any knowledge of those thoughts that moved within her head in those intimate moments I am entirely assured I would have enjoyed them a little to much. I thought of Kat as entirely my own, as no one else's, as entirely my possession to do as I pleased with in this regard. Maybe it wasn't exactly the way most women wanted to be thought of and I was hardly foolish enough to so dare let a woman know of those possessive thoughts yet I could hardly deny their existence even if they were left eternally unsaid. Kat was mine in every sense of the word, some part of me as entirely boyish as any other man in that regard. She made me possessive and jealous and prone to all manner of ridiculous thoughts and actions and yet maybe this was simply what love was. I adored it entirely in some respects, even if it was the most terrifying feeling all the same. God, what I wouldn't do for her. She, somehow, having become important when so many others had simply fallen by the wayside in all those years I spent, well, sampling the menu I suppose you'd call it. What on earth it was about her I found so intoxicating I still wasn't sure. It was everything, I suppose, simply everything all at once and yet it went so far beyond simply sex. I suppose that was what was different. It never had with any of the others. Although right now, well, my mind was a little preoccupied entirely with that.

The feel of her was entirely as exquisite as I remember, a groan stolen from my throat in those first few seconds as we both adjusted to the gloriously new sensation, my hands gliding along her sides to rest on her hips and keep her against me. Some totally illogical part of myself almost fearing she might disappear again- no part of me capable of letting her go now. Four months without this. God I'd missed it. I'd missed her. All of her. My lips found the side of her neck, tracing a pattern along it, attempting to give her that bare moment I could afford to adjust before I simply couldn't prevent that roll of my own hips any longer. That moan that comes from her lips is almost glorious, my body so easily finding that rhythm with her own until I found just that place that seemed to pull the most response from within her, relishing that feeling of skin on skin and the tightness her body provided with every stroke. My lips brushed upward, teeth teasing at her earlobe, fingers tightening slightly upon her hips with that simple need I had for her- that moan drawing another one from within myself before she suddenly moved.

Her utter flexibility would never cease to amaze me, Kat managing to shift out positions while I remained entirely encompassed within her. The slender woman facing me now, still within my lap and yet that new position gave her all the more room to move and quicken her own pace. She felt utterly fantastic, no other thought existing within my mind save for her and her alone- my form rather selfishly taking every ounce of pleasure her body could give to me as her gaze met my own- those words upon her lips entirely taunting even now within the very midst of this. I'd even missed her smart ass remarks and her determination to win at even this each time we played. If I'd been capable of arguing I'm entirely sure I would have and yet at that moment there was an entire wealth of sensations that seemed to obliterate any other desire I had other than increasing that rhythm we'd found right up until that pleasurable peak and that release I so desperately desired- her name upon my lips entirely, joining her own words as she came entirely apart in my arms. My own motion hardly slowing until I was completely spent, chest heaving and breath ragged, arms tightening around her- holding her against me still as I managed an almost lazy kiss on her lips, hardly minding that light layer of sweat that clung to my form or the heat that seemed to exist between us still.

"You are as entirely as amazing as I remember."

The words were breathless, ragged, lips pressing to her own again as I kept my arms around her, letting us both fall back onto the bed now, keeping her entirely within my embrace. Just in case she was thinking of leaving again as I waited for my breathing to settle, inhaling her scent with every breath.

"Kat?"

I waited only so long as it took to be sure she'd heard me, fingers interlacing with her own in those afterglows of affection I was hardly immune to, at least, not when it came to her.

"You're not leaving again, right? At least not soon?"


k o h l
so you want to play with magic?