I'm not quite sure when I became ridiculous, it's something that sort of happened when I was decidedly unaware of it. Yet, somehow, when it came to Kat I became irrational, illogical, possessive, jealous and so apparently prone to worry I was actually inclined to stay awake during the day just to worry about the fact she might never come home or, well, meet someone. I've barely known where she's been for the past four months let alone who she's been seeing. I trust her, I do, in fact if anyone is least likely to be trustworthy in this relationship then it's probably me. I'm willing to accept that and yet that hardly stopped me worrying about the fact she might well meet some sort of, I don't know, modern day van helsing. I'm never going to be a very good Hunter, I've accepted that and I think maybe even Kat has too though that hardly stops me finding some concern that she might actually meet a more capable Hunter. When did I become this worried about things? I knew I suppose, that it started the very moment I came to realise I actually cared about her as something far more then a one night stand or one of an endless string of summer flings. I haven't said the word, not exactly, though if anything these four months apart had made me consider the fact that when it came to Kat, well, she was a lot more then anyone had ever been. Maybe the first one I'd ever truly felt....this about and that on it's own was terrifying. Maybe that's when I became ridiculous- when I realised exactly what it was I felt about her.

Her assurance that we would have to make up for her time away did little to actually keep my thoughts focused where I desired them to be, the thoughts that lingered so temptingly within my mind quite content to display themselves as my lips brushed along her ear- relishing even that taste of her skin. God I'd missed her, everything about her, Kat perfectly addictive as no other woman had been- that moan that found her lips an encouragement I hardly needed. Honestly, seated on my lap as she was I was entirely sure she was aware of exactly how much I enjoyed the sound. It took no small amount of effort on my part to actually pull my lips away from her skin, forcing my mind to find some clarity within that thick haze that had settled atop it. I was rather displeased at having to ruin this moment though curiosity had always been something of a weakness for me and this- this I wanted to know.

"Azrael wouldn't tell me anything, delightful individual though he is and the only other Hunter I know of in this city is that fellow who serves coffee, Alexander- and apparently he went to Serbia.....or Siberia or somewhere to find a horse or with a horse."

I never had liked horses, my features scowling slightly at even the mention of them now before the blue gold of my gaze returned in full to Kat as she attempted to explain exactly where she had been. I suppose I wasn't exactly thrilled to hear about this war zone she had been too, eyes lifting slightly at this notion of fairy wars and ghosts and alternate dimensions. It wasn't my job to tell her what she could or couldn't do, hell, I'd never try but that hardly meant I had to like it, one hand lifting to run through the dirty blonde of my hair in some attempt to simply understand what I was being told. What if she had been turned into a ghost or god forbid blasted into some other dimension? Did this damned council even have safety standards? Her voice managed to distract me entirely enough to lose the tension that had, so unknowingly settled upon my features.

"Hm?"

The sudden shimmy of her hips within my lap rather quickly obliterating any other thought I'd been considering, replacing it entirely with a want I had little actual desire to deny much less ability to do so. This, I am entirely sure, is cheating on her part. A lopsided grin teasing its way onto my lips before I pressed them softly to the side of her neck.

"Forgive you? I'm not sure. In fact-"

My lips moved downward easily, caressing the skin of her neck before moving down to her shoulder, halted only by the fabric of her clothing.

"-I might need convincing."



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so you want to play with magic?