It was like she wanted to make me work for sex. As if some part of her was determined I was going to do some exercise today regardless. I never did understand her love of jogging. Don't get me wrong, I love watching her jog, every single part of me thoroughly enjoying the way her figure moved when she ran and the tones muscle it left her with that felt so utterly divine beneath my hands. I just didn't like jogging myself. Why exercise so....vertically when you could do it horizontally? It was far more enjoyable and yet still she insisted on other forms of exercise. Her efforts to have me do the same were inspiring if nothing else and yet really trying to get me out of bed before midday was akin to drawing blood from stone. I'm not lazy. I just value sleep. Unfortunately she seemed to have potentially found a way to make me move. No part of me able to resist the idea of her naked figure hiding somewhere in the house for me to find. Really I should have played a little harder to get just in case she got any ideas into her head about running away from me more often and making me find her as some sort of physical activity and yet I'm not at all the sort of man capable of holding out on her- not when it came to sex.

The trail of clothing was relatively easy to follow at least. The appearance of those undergarments all the more tantalizing if only for the knowledge she surely had nothing on at all now, her panties plucked from the lamp and tucked into the back pocket of my jeans for safe keeping before I strode into the living room. I can't actually believe I walked past her the first time. You'd think I'd notice a naked woman on my sofa and yet really I think I was trying a little to hard, a part of me having anticipated a much greater effort on her part and yet I could hardly say I was disappointed to find her lying then when I turned back around. That surprise in the blue gold of my gaze readily shifting as I made no effort to hide the way I admired her very lovely figure. God these jeans were uncomfortable now. Did she have any idea how fucking good she looked? I lent easily over that armrest, stealing those words from her lips with that kiss, letting my hands run over her chest and to her breasts, teasing those peaks into a satisfying firmness that stirred those groans from her own lips and against me. I loved the sound of her, the taste of her, everything about her that seemed to silence those thoughts in my mind that never stopped until anything and everything was focused on her alone. I didn't need medication. I only needed this. Her. The world seeming to right itself when my attention was on Kat alone.

I slide easily away from her then, reluctantly so and yet the couch was hardly the place I intended to take her tonight. I stepped easily to the side of her then, my arms sliding beneath her to lift her effortlessly from the couch, that Hunter strength finally coming in handy. Her body hardly seeming to weigh anything at all before I abruptly swung her over my shoulder like a sack of flour. Well- I had warned her I was going to make her pay for that game hadn't I? Those teasing words she offered merely saw my eyes roll before her hand suddenly swatted against my ass. Hey! My body jolted slightly in surprise as I jostled her slightly in return before carrying her to our bedroom, that door kicked aside with my bare foot and kicked back closed behind us as I swung her playfully down onto those rumpled sheets. It was all too easy then to grasp her wrists in the same smooth action, lifting her arms to pin them above her head and effectively pin her playfully to the bed beneath me as I leant over her, finding her lips all over again to steal another kiss that stirred that groan from myself all the same. God the taste of her. Did she have any idea? I pulled gently away from her once more then, gaze meeting her own as I lingered above her. I'd promised her something a little different tonight hadn't I? That crooked simper found my lips then as one hand released her own, reaching for that remote control on the bedside table before hitting a singular button- those bedroom curtains automatically begun to pull aside on que, revealing those floor to ceiling windows that adorned the wall behind my bed. The bright lights of the city below flooding the room. My penthouse overlooking Sarcosanct in its entirety. That city bustling even at this time of night.

"Trust me."

It was little then a murmur uttered to her then, that remote tossed back onto the bedside table before I rather easily scooped her back up and into my arms, my lips pressing to her neck then as I slide the both of us forward to that headboard I intended to make use off- or more correctly- the wooden shelf above it Kat in particular liked to put her books on when she was done reading of an evening. That smooth wooden platform the perfect size to seat Kat herself on, sliding her back until her bare back pressed against the cool, clear glass of the window with that city sprawling below and behind her. What's a little exhibitionism eh? Really someone was going to have to look a long way up to catch sight of her and yet there was something exciting about that change of scenery all the same. That shelf having several added bonuses as I kneeled before her, my hands resting on the shelf either side of her thighs. God she looked glorious, seated there like that. That simper still on my lips.

"You know, I don't think anyone is going to notice you up here- not unless you move around too much. You'll have to try and keep still. Do you know what else I like about this shelf? It's the perfect height."

I hardly afforded her the opportunity to ask exactly what it was the perfect height for- not when I intended to show her. My hands lifted to rest on her thighs then, running along them before dipping down to part her legs, my head following a moment later to afford that most intimate part of her the attention of my lips. That shelf putting her at just the right height as I knelt so I hardly had to bend at all. Trapping her right between that window and myself with little room to move or try to roll us as she so often did in that game we played over just who was in charge when it came to sex. I think I'm winning tonight.

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