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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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"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."

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"By all means."

Sherlock kisses her lips, then her jaw, then the side of her neck.

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Kite stretches, exposing more of her throat.

She slides her hand into his hair, fingers kneading the back of his skull.

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He purrs into her skin as his mouth drifts lower.

He's not really being a tease so much as he is being thorough.

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She can appreciate thorough, if the way her hand keeps tightening is any indication.

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As his mouth reaches her chest, he drifts to one side and kisses her nipple into his mouth.

Thoroughly.

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She gasps, nails digging into his scalp.

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He gives her a slow lick.

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She keeps very still, but if he looks up, he'll see the way her jaw clenches.

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How about a hint of teeth?

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Another gasp, more ragged than the first.

One foot flexes against the mattress; her body twists a little closer to him.

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Beautiful.

He sucks gently.

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She lifts her head just enough to thump it against the mattress and groans.

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In which case, Sherlock decides to kiss his way over to the other side and repeat the entire sequence. With variations, mainly regarding the application of nibbles.

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She groans again.

"Teasing bastard."

One hand scrapes across the sheets.

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"Shall I move on?" he murmurs, and dips his head to lick between her breasts.

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"If it's not too much trouble," she pants.

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"By," kiss, "all," llllllllllllick, "means."

His mouth begins the journey downwards.



You could hardly guess that he has never done this before.

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Kite sighs, her death grip on the sheets relaxing for now.