I was far too comfortable in this bed and on those sheets that smelled of sex and energy and her. Honestly, if I didn't actually have to leave it I probably never would. I rarely saw the point. Especially not when Kat was still in it. Maybe we'd only just finished a few moments ago, my body nothing but sated and satisfied and yet maybe thats a benefit of being a Hunter and so eternally young. It really doesn't take much to push my thoughts towards the next time and what else I might like to enjoy from her sinfully sweet figure. I didn't mean for my thoughts to travel towards that future, not really and yet it was damn hard not to when she was lying right beside me trying to catch her brother and that ridiculous part of me i never knew existed liked to consider just where we were going to be in a year....or five.....or ten. I've never been one for commitment, exactly. I don't like things that change and I mean, why ruin a good thing? What we have is better than good and yet still some part of me, some tiny stupid, ridiculous part that i've tried to drown a thousand times still wants to ask, wants to know, wants some sort of....what? Security? It wasn't like I was intending to marry her or anything and yet it would be a lie to say the thought hadn't settled itself in my mind somewhere. Maybe it didn't want to be thought on now but it was there all the same- to drive me mad.

I never was Mr Commitment and honestly I think Kat might even be worse if the 'i love you incident' is anything to go by. That's how I think of it. The 'incident'. Are you supposed to think of the one and only time you ever told another human being you loved them as an incident? Probably not be we never were a typical couple and honestly those few minutes that passed in between my saying it and her saying it back had been the longest off my life. Those minutes were all it had taken for me to suddenly analyse ever single part of our relationship right up to that moment itself. I'd never wondered if a relationship 'meant' anything before. Not until her and yet, that night....I realised it had and it did and that was fucking terrifying and exhilarating all at once and god since when did I catch....feelings? Neither of us were great with those. Maybe we would just go on like this forever in this...relationship- and that wouldn't be bad. Not at all. Not even a bit. Did Kat ever want more? Why do I torture myself with these questions I don't even know the answer to myself. Maybe I should stick to talking about what I do now. My form rolling slightly then to eye her more readily as I uttered that assurance that really, if sex could replace jogging, why jog? That simper on my lips at that very suggestion. Kat learning forward to kiss my nose as my features wrinkled, my eyes rolling slightly at that suggestion jogging had far more elements to it then sex.

"Oh really?"
I rolled easily onto my side then, one arm reaching forward to wrap about her waist and tug her playfully against me until her back rested against my chest, my lips brushing across that exposed part of her neck before I let my hand skim over her hip and across her thigh.

"You seem awfully aware of that, hmmm?"

I let my fingers brush easily lower, that touch wholly teasing all the same as I chuckled softly against the skin of her neck. My band brushing suddenly up to that apex of her thighs once more to brush over that place i'd already enjoy thoroughly this evening.

"Your reflexes seem intact too- I can feel you respond to that. As for stamina, well, that takes practice but we have time. And you thought sex couldn't do all those things."

Maybe it wasn't exactly the same but it was close right? I let my hand fall easily away, a final kiss pressed to her neck as I rolled back onto my back with that ready grin still in my place. I'd proven my point hadn't I? Kat shifted then, her finger running down my chest in a way i found entirely pleasing before she suggested that fucking all day wasn't exactly going to help her save lives, in with my excellent recovery time. The sigh falling from my lips then in a fashion I personally felt was dramatic.

"I suppose we aren't saving any lives- but it's still fun."

Her assurance that she wasn't the only one who hard work to do forcing a groan from my lips all the same. Work, it seemed, was determined to follow me no matter where I went or what I did and yet it was far less enjoyable to consider.

"My investors do love me, I suppose."

We both knew that was a lie. Frankly I think they had all hoped I'd have fathered some sort of illegitimate child by now to take over the company for me. Still, I haven't been entirely useless these past few weeks. I actually had done something. Even if I'd gotten distracted ten thousand times, forgotten I was working on it, ignored it and come back to it a million times over. Kat, as always, seeming eager to view my newest creation as I shifted from the bed. I swung easily onto my feet, crossing the floor to my wardrobe to pull out one of the draws and fish within it for a moment. I know right, who doesn't keep weapons in a sock drawer. That rather small device lifted out a moment later before being presented to Kat. That little machine looking rather like a very small taser gun really. My figure collapsing back on the bed beside her then.

"It's a much improved version of one of my earlier inventions, smaller, lighter and with a wider range. It's a Tracker. You simply point, aim and shoot like a regular gun- it won't kill your opponent but it fires a very small tracking dart that coordinates with your phone. So if whatever your trying to catch gets away from you this will let you follow them for....miles really. It has barbs at the end that activate once they hit flesh so it makes it damn difficult to pull out without surgical equipment. I haven't had a chance to test the range yet, no one I know really wanted to be shot for science but maybe you could, well, shoot something I suppose and see how far the range goes? I set this one up to your phone already. The dart is small enough some bigger creatures might not even realise they've been shot. Aim for a fleshy part though like a thigh or an ass or something."


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