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Neal had weathered disappearances before, ever since he first came to the island. Once Peter went, though, Neal began trying to harden himself against the inevitable, that people he cared about would go, and he had no say in it. In some respects, it was just like home: keep your ties light, so they can't be used against you.

He'd never been able to stop himself from falling for a beautiful woman, though, so even in that respect, the island was nothing new.

He hadn't lost anyone close to him in a while, but he knew it was rough for Kate and Lilo, and the disappearances made him think about things he couldn't promise: I'm never going anywhere, he wanted to say, but in this, he had to give up control to the island, and Neal had never excelled at letting anyone or anything have control over his life.

Neal stretched out in bed, a glass of wine on the bedside table, and a sheaf of papers in his lap. He sketched idly on the paper, not with any real intent other than taking his mind off of how overwhelmingly sad everyone seemed to be these days.

It was working; he was so focused on the drawing (and the wine) that he didn't hear Kate come in.

Date: 2013-10-11 10:08 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] girlsolo
By the time Kate convinces Lilo she doesn't need to come to Neal's with her, Lilo's (totally justified, thank you) fears are catching up with her. Her steps drag the few short yards between her hut and his. What if he's not there? Kate's not sure she can do that again. She recites their names in her head while she walks, remembering them, all of them, and not looking at the door, in case it's open and the hut is empty.

It's not, and today, just that is enough to twist Kate's guts into knots and make her eyes sting suspiciously. Neal's not looking at her, so she watches him for a minute. Memorizing him. Just in case. Also, if she makes herself stand here, it's a lot less pathetic than throwing herself into his arms.

"Hey, babe," she finally says, voice soft, too fucking soft. But screw it. This is the time they have and she's just gotten a hell of a wake-up about not wasting it.

Date: 2013-10-13 02:30 am (UTC)
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"Hours." It's the sort of smart-ass answer he should expect by now. Especially when she adds, "Wanted to see how long it would take you to sense a threat in your environment. But I got bored."

She's saying all that while she's moving toward the bed, then sitting down to take off her shoes. When she's done, she turns, folding one leg under her so she's facing him but still has the floor for support. Today, she needs all the support she can get.

Date: 2013-10-13 02:53 am (UTC)
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"Eh. It's okay. You're pretty enough to look at for awhile." The sass falls flat by the end, and Kate 'making herself comfortable' looks a lot like getting as close as she can without clinging like Lilo. She scoots to the top of the bed, to sit beside him, but there's too much going on in her head for her to pull off either casual or sexy. She just sits there, hands on her thighs, debating... debating whether if she kisses him hard enough, he'll buy that she's horny as fuck and agree to distraction tactics.

Date: 2013-10-13 03:21 am (UTC)
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Kate shrugs her way through a half-hearted, "Nothing," that means everything, which any half-decent con could tell you because only one of her shoulders lifted. Besides, Neal's not just a con, he's Neal.

She leans her head into his hand, eyes closing. No way she's going to get the words out if she has to look at him, too. "Steve and Danny are gone, too. I don't...Suddenly I'm one of the oldest people I know. I'm the grown-up. The one Lilo's going to hate when it all goes to shit." What she really means is there's no one left for her to blame or to expect to lead her. No one but him, and they're leading each other.

Date: 2013-10-13 04:18 am (UTC)
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"Can't decide if it would suck worse if I were on my own--" Because she's gotten used to having the same guy in her bed most nights (except when he's a she and that's okay too), and having friends, ohana, Lilo and she'd miss it. "Or be better. No attachments, more control." All those roots and strings can hurt you, she means.

"Guess it doesn't matter. I'm grown-up enough to get I can't ditch Lilo--" Or him. "Just because it'd be easier in some ways." Sighing, she pulls her knees up and tucks her feet off to the side, turns into him.

Date: 2013-10-13 07:29 pm (UTC)
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"Can't prove it by me," Kate mumbles, tucking her head to his shoulder. She sighs, but it's less hurt and frustrated than it is relaxed or at least relaxing into Neal. Because she can, she slides her hand under his shirt for the warmth of his skin.

After a minute, she lifts her head and looks him in the eyes. "That your way of saying you love me, Caffrey?"

Date: 2013-10-13 08:30 pm (UTC)
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The corners of her mouth tilt up, her eyes lighting with a wicked little smile, like she's going to tease him. She should but she doesn't have it in her right now. It's not like she's surprised or anything. She slides her fingers through his hair, strokes her thumb against his jaw, mostly to give herself time to think.

She loves him, duh. No brainer. But Declan, Imri, Sawyer. Not to mention Jimmy or (gods, Will). The island's not good to her, when it comes to loving people. "Kinda afraid if I say it, you'll disappear like the everyone else," she says, voice quiet and rich in a way that says what her words don't. "Also kinda glad you didn't get to fuss over it. It's not...like a milestone or anything. It just happened. It's better that way." By which she thinks she means that their relationship hasn't been a battle, like with Declan, a process like with Imri, or a surprise that shouldn't have been a surprise with Sawyer.

Kate smiles again, for real this time, and says defiantly, "Fuck the island. I love you."

Date: 2013-10-15 09:14 pm (UTC)
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The hell of it is, she does know. She knows he means it, and she believes it. Her hands curl around his wrists, slide down his arms, like a slow motion collision stopped by his hands on her face. "Go figure," she says, stroking the insides of his arms with her thumbs. "Two cons gone straight fall in love on a magic island. Sounds like a bad B movie." To be fair, Will used to say their lives were like a bad B movie.

"You sure you're not gonna start banging your male best friend or marry your boss?" It's cheeky, but there's an undercurrent of something real there. Kate believes him, yeah. But it hasn't sunk in yet, and it's gonna take more than him saying it to erase the marks other people have left on her heart.

Date: 2013-10-16 01:57 am (UTC)
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Kate's eyebrow sweeps upward and she's about to smart off about not knowing they made any movies about Pai Gow, but then he goes and says that. She might not be surprised about him loving her, but... Always?

Just that quickly, there's a shudder through her core. Always is huge. Always is the kind of thing the island loves to fuck with. Always is... everything she wants, everything she wants for Lilo. Fuck. Her hand drops, fingers curl in his shirt and grip tightly, and for a few seconds, she can't find words at all.

When she does, it's to protest, "It shouldn't be so easy. Always. Why does it feel easy with you?"

Date: 2013-10-16 04:38 am (UTC)
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Before his nose even creases the way it does when he's worrying about something, Kate knows she scared him. He's being too careful, thinking too much. They both do that when they're trying to say just the right thing. Or not say the wrong thing, anyway.

He lifts her hand, kisses it, and she strokes the line of his jaw to tell him it's okay. Might be Lilo, might be love, might be both, but the quickest way to settle Kate down is for one of them to be upset. At his waist, her hand uncurls, releases his shirt and smoothes it down against the flat of his abs, soothing, reassuring, putting things back in place.

"We fit," she agrees, because that's just it. They do and they always have. "I never feel..." Never feels what? Inferior? Judged? Talking about feelings sucks. "We've both done things we're working off. It would be so easy for us to slide back into the old ways and patterns, but we dont. We make each other stronger..." Kate shrugs finally, looking painfully awkward, then gives up and goes back to being everyday Kate. She's who Neal fell in love with anyway. "And the sex is phenomenal."
Edited Date: 2013-10-16 05:46 pm (UTC)

Date: 2013-10-16 09:11 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] girlsolo
He laughs and she lets out a breath, tension sliding off her shoulders and warmth piercing the cold in her belly. He's okay and they're okay, and even more importantly, she doesn't have to 'we need to talk' anymore.

Her mouth twists into a playful smirk. "So if I stopped putting out, that would be a problem for you?" No chance of it happening, which they both know. Hell, she's feeling the damned flutters and sparks already.

Date: 2013-10-17 12:19 am (UTC)
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"I'm all for avoiding boring," Kate agrees, a hitch in her voice as her hand slides into his hair, natural as breathing. They just fit. "But you do look damned hot in your glasses." She bends her head, craning it to reach his mouth, seal them together with the kiss she's wanted since before they said the L word. The caress of his lips soothes away so much hurt. Why did she wait? Isn't he contractually obligated to respond to her kisses or something now? He said always.

Date: 2013-10-17 02:22 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] girlsolo
"Con as good as you ought to know you put glasses in your back pocket, they end up broken," Kate sasses right back, tips her chin and grabs his bottom lip in her teeth, tugging him insistently into another kiss, harder than the first. Then she leans back and crosses her arms at her waist to pull her shirt off over her head. She remembers the first time they were together she did the same thing and grins at him. "Besides, we're not keeping secrets. So tell me something that you like."

Date: 2013-10-18 09:50 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] girlsolo
Most of it Kate knows already, but, "I like the way you talk," she tells him while she wrestles with his shirt between shivers and kisses. "I like the way the world seems like magic, that I seem like magic, in your words." Finally, she gets a break and his hands slide southward enough for her to open his buttons. She leans down to repay his torment in spades, nip-lick-kissing at the hollow of his throat and murmuring, "I like that you can be anyone for me, but all I need is who you already are."

Date: 2013-10-18 10:26 pm (UTC)
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"Nothing to lie about," Kate says when they come up for air, as if that explains everything. Nothing he could tell her would change how she feels, and she thinks now it's the same for him. Being honest like this is terrifying, but she's always been a fear junkie. It gets her hot. As kind of proof of concept, she pushes him back and mouths her way down her chest to his waistband. "Tell me the worst thing you've ever done."

Date: 2013-10-19 05:19 pm (UTC)
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When he's done, Kate pauses, looks up from opening the button on his jeans. She flips an eyebrow up, like 'that's it?', but she slithers back up, straddles his hips (half glad she hasn't stripped him yet, half not), then leans down to kiss him slowly, without saying a word.

Neal's different than her. He's always had a conscience, and he's got a lot less to feel guilty about. Always risky, confessing, though, so she takes her time up kissing him, fingers threaded through his hair and mouth sweet on his -- almost like seducing a mark, but genuine.

She pulls back, gaze flicking up to his, and can't resist, goes back for another kiss, quick and sharp, before she sits up again. "I ran away from my mom, too. And my little brother, which is worse." Not even close to the worst thing she's done. Gotta start somewhere though.

Her shoulders tense, stomach twisting. There's crime and there's murder. Always a chance telling him could fuck things up. But she's been carrying this weight a long time. Her teeth graze her bottom lip, she exhales. "I, uh, fed a drug dealer, bookie, smuggler to a Sorkel." She shrugs defensively, before he can say anything. "He had something over my brother."

That's the thing that most people would think is worst. Kate, she's got a different scale. "I'd do it again," she says fiercely. "To protect Lilo and you."

She could wait, see how he responds. But he's hard under her and she needed him when she got here. Now or never. "I used to sell and smuggle Abnormals. Before I went to work for the white hats. But the worst thing..." Kate still cringes to think of it. "I only stayed at first because they promised me a steno tusk. And--" The last all comes out in a rush, eyes tragic with her desperation, "IspentalotoftimethinkingabouthowmuchBiggiewouldbeworthontheblackmarket."

Date: 2013-10-19 07:16 pm (UTC)
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Kate nods, even while he's still kissing her. For a few beats, she can't breathe with the crush of emotion surging at her. Kinda the feelings equivalent of that tidal wave in Mumbai. Then it recedes and Kate's free. He knows the only things he might not have been able to forgive.

"Damn." Her eyes shine but she's all heat and smiles for him, ducks her head to nip and kiss beneath his the hinge of his jaw. "Never told anyone else about that." In some way she can't really put a finger on, that makes her his even more than the Always. Her mouth marks the obvious extension - that he's hers - sucking hard over his pulse until it beats against the flat of her tongue.

She wraps her hands around his wrists, slides them up her body to cup their warmth against her breasts. "Think you should quit talking and use me to your own ends."

Date: 2013-10-27 09:58 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] girlsolo
The snakes in her belly quiet, charmed by his mouth, his lips and tongue against her skin. She threads her fingers into his hair to hold him, makes a low, soft sound in her throat to share her appreciation. Guys are pigs about tits, but once they have them, they usually don't know what to do with them. Neal knows.

Oh gods he knows, and knows her, knows exactly what he's doing to her. She's so easy for him. Wet already and wanting. But she knows him, too. Good things come to Kates who wait. Who let Neal decide what he wants. Later, maybe, she'll decide, but for now, she's good, happy to slide her hand down his shoulder and arch toward him, encourage him to keep that up, unless or until he wants something else.

Date: 2013-10-31 06:06 am (UTC)
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Stupid simple, the touch of his hand against her through her jeans. It should make her laugh, mock, because it's been about a thousand years since she was innocent enough for it to do anything for her. Except it does everything for her.

He's like... like a teenaged guy in love with a kama sutra master skills. Sometimes she doesn't know what to do with how he touches her, adores her. Today's not one of those days.

She ducks her head to bite -- softly -- at his neck, pull a harder kiss off it, then squirms free of his grasp to get out of her jeans. Fast. She wants him, wants him touching her without barriers. The teen make-out thing is hot for awhile, but third base is calling and home.

When her jeans hit the floor, she hooks her finger through his belt loop. "Off," she murmurs and then drops herself on the bed on her back, arms and legs spread wide enough to make an invitation. "Off, and then you can take all the time you want."

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