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It's a Saturday, nothing special about it.

Kite, having done all of the homework she plans on doing and unable to settle on what to do next, grabs for her phone.

She calls Tony's house. (Nothing special about that, either.)

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"Ah."

Kite spends a moment staring at the screen.

"In that case, thank you."

She strokes her hands across the width of his back, just over his hips.

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His eyelashes flutter.

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Kite's eyes are on the television.

(Her full attention is not.)

"You ever watch these with him?"

Her fingernails catch slightly on his far hip before she drags her hand back.

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"All the—"

(His breath catches in his throat.)

"—time."

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"You ever make it past the first five minutes?"



(Scrape.)

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"Once in a while," he manages.

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She grins. "Good for you."


(Scraaaaaape.)

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He gasps, soft and sharp.

Onscreen, Sherlock yanks Tony up for a rough, passionate kiss.

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Kite brushes her fingertips over the marks, soothing.

She tucks her feet up onto the bed, leaning a little closer to him.

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While the boys in the video have a brief, breathless argument about condoms (Sherlock wins), the flesh-and-blood Sherlock turns towards Kite and presses a soft kiss to the corner of her mouth.

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She turns her head to kiss him back, gentle but thorough.

(Her hand hooks sharply over his hip.)

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After a few long seconds, he lets himself melt into her a little.

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She holds him up, the hand on his hip relaxing into an arm around his waist.

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He sighs into her mouth.

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She nips at his lower lip.



"Wasn't I saying something about your mouth a minute ago?"

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"You were," he agrees.

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Another nip.


"Am I gonna have to choke you again to get it?"

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(His shiver is mostly pleasant.)

"Certainly not." A flash of a smile. "I am at your service."

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"I like the sound of that."

One hand wraps around his jaw, keeps him still while she kisses him, forceful and claiming.

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There is something utterly deliberate about the way he surrenders to it.

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Kite lies slowly back and pulls him with her.

She does not take her hand off his jaw or stop kissing him.

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Sherlock follows her exactly, stretching out on the bed at her side and kissing her with absolute deference.

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"My, aren't we feeling obedient."

She sounds amused.

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He flashes a wicked smile. "Would you prefer resistance?"

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She tilts her head, considering.

"Not at the moment. Mostly I'd prefer some of that service."