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WHO: Victor and Kat
WHAT: Motorcycles and then visiting his campus
WHEN: Friday afternoon
WHERE: His house and then the college of law enforcement
WARNINGS: TBA

Kat had agreed to go with him to check out his new campus and when he knew she was coming over, he had headed over to his storage unit and retrieved his motorbike. Then he had proceeded to spend the next several hours shining it up and making it look beautiful as well as making sure it was all in working order.

When his girlfriend arrived, he grinned and went to kiss her. "I have a surprise," he said with an impish look in his eyes.

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Smiling she returned the kiss and took a breath at his comment. "That is not fair. Can't even pay you back." Then she shrugged, "selfishly? Going home seems like a really good idea right now but if you want to stop some place that is fine with me. I'll find a way to survive."

"No no," he sad quickly and then he laughed. "Let's get out of here."

The ride back of course meant that Kat had her arms around him the entire time and that did nothing to calm him down.

Essentially the moment he had the bike parked he tried to lean in to kiss her but the fact that they were wearing helmets still just meant his head bounced off of hers. His booming laugh echoed off the walls of his garage.

She'd been very tempted to get back at him, but she also liked getting back in one piece. She laughed with him as his head bounced, then shook her head and removed the helmet. "Sometimes, I really wonder about you."

She waited until he removed his helmet before leaning in for a kiss, keeping it as light and teasing as she could.

He kissed her back and then pulled away only so he could guide the both of them through the apartment door. "I wonder about me too," he laughed. Must be going senile. God you're gorgeous." Every word he said was coming out gutteral. He wanted her really badly.

She followed him with a smile, feeling her blood race. The tone of his voice was also really not helping. "Oh no. Not that. Just not enough blood." She gave him a wink and went to slide her hand under his shirt.

"There is tha-hnnggghhh," he breathed out at the feel of her touch. He swallowed roughly and then without really meaning to, he pressed her into the hallway wall and kissed her quite desperately.

She grinned to his reaction because getting to him was quite nice, and she'd waited for the perfect time. She kept her smile into the kiss and ran her hand up his back before leaning closer into him.

Victor growled against her mouth and he pressed against her, though he tried to keep from crushing her. Then he tried really hard to pull his shirt off, though mostly he failed.

The growl made her arch a bit closer to him, but she stopped her kissing at his failed attempt. To get back at him for driving her crazy all day she leaned down and kissed the skin she could find before giving him a wicked smile.

Victor whimpered just a little before pulled away from her so he could actually remove his shirt. Then he tossed it on the floor unceremoniously. Almost immediately he reached to remove hers as well.

He really did do this on purpose, she was sure of it. She let him remove her shirt before running her fingers up his chest, then down to his jeans. She stopped there, realizing they hadn't moved but also not caring. But she waited to see what he would do.

They hadn't even properly made it into his house, which would have amused him were he even thinking about it.

He pulled her off the wall and kissed her into the kitchen, though that's as far as they got. He lifted her onto the kitchen counter and leaned down to kiss her neck, not bothering to be gentle with his teeth.

She was vaguely aware of moving, although part of her wanted to complain about it. She glanced up when he set her on the counter then gave a sound of like mixed with need as he kissed her neck.

She closed her eyes to it and leaned her head back before trailing her fingers down to his jeans again, this time to get them off.

Victor helped her with his jeans, though the second he stepped out of them, his hands were on her sides again, gradually moving upwards to cup her breasts.

"Mmm, I could go down on you right here," he growled against her neck as he continued to kiss her.

She leaned into his touch, eager for more of it. "Killing me here." She gave in a breath "All day nothing but teasing. Mean." She leaned back to catch a kiss as she let her fingers tease. "Could always do the same. Seeing you're killing me here. Payback is sweet."

He shuddered a breath as she teased him and then, a little frantically, he removed the rest of her clothes, even lifting her up a little to do so.

She was sitting naked on his kitchen counter and he didn't even care.

With his eyes trained on hers, he lowered himself to his knees and ran his hands up her thighs slowly. Then he offered her a tiny smirk.

She gave him a half meant glare, wondering how she was going to pay him back for this. She took a shuddering breath, not caring where she was, only that he was apparently planning on teasing her half to death. "Not fair. Please."

He ran his hands upwards to her hips so when he leaned in and pressed his tongue against her, he could pull her forward as well.

He wanted to make her squirm and so he moved his tongue so slowly he was fairly sure that while it would register as pressure, there wouldn't be much friction.

Her head went back at that and she moved her hips for more. A soft cry escaped her and she set one hand over his, giving a not so gentle tug. But she was still loving this, even though she planned on getting even.

At her signal for more, he did increase his pace, but not by much. He held her tightly, half because he liked the feel of her in his hands, and half because he didn't want her to fall off the counter.

A soft curse escaped her when he sped up, but it soon molded into a whine. Her hand moved down along his arm, only just remembering to not try and hurt him. She was stuck between wanting more and yet desperately enjoying this.

While he was loving driving her insane, it did mean that he had to wait for his own pleasure and while he was usually fine with that, today was different.

Instead of continuing to tease her, he quickened his pace and kept it deliberate even though he never let her get too used to a rhythm as he kept changing it up.

This time a louder cry escaped her, and her nails scratched along his arm.

It was all becoming far too much, made worse by what he was doing to her.

Victor felt a little overwhelmed with need, especially with the way she was reacting to him. Still, he slowed down just a little bit, so he could draw her climax out. He wanted it to be a good one.

The sound she made when he slowed down was vaguely desperate. It only took a moment longer before she cried out in pleasure, her back arching closer.