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[Of course he has to tease her. Her breathing hitches, and she can't help but shudder when his hand trails down, close but not nearly close enough. Her hips shift up instinctively, thighs parting as she digs her fingernails into his back without thinking.]

Yes.

[It comes out quiet and rough, a needy edge to her tone.]

I've wanted you for months. Please.

[graftage]

[He smiles, like the cat that ate the canary.]

[Ah, that's exactly what he wanted to hear.]

Months, huh? I feel flattered.

[Is all he'll say before he decides to stop messing around - he lines himself up and starts to press his way inside slowly.]

You're so- [He can't even get the words out - he groans as he keeps going, only stopping when he feels he can't move any more. He takes a brief moment to just take in the sensations with a certain victorious bliss, kissing her deeply on the lips with a pleased expression.] You feel so good.

Let's go, now. [He'll start slow, hissing as he pulls out before pushing in, just happy to just take his time. This is a special moment. He wants to savor it.]

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[He breaks the kiss again and Kate is too caught up in the sensation of him inside her to reply. She knows whatever she says at this point will sound less than intelligent, so she buries her face in his neck, kissing down to his shoulder. Kate lets out a quiet, encouraging moan when he starts to thrust, her hips rocking up to match his movement, nails still digging into his skin. She's fine with this pace—it's intoxicating, makes her ache for more in the best possible way.]