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Lila's mouth, already parted when he breaks their kiss, curves into an absent smile, chest shallowly heaving from how breathless he's already made her. "Shh, don't worry," she croons into his ear, "keep close to me. It's dark, no one will see. No one is looking." She moves her hand the way she had her hips in the park, palm cupped, possessively stroking. This is different than before. Sitting on him she'd only been able to feel a hint, but now her hand knows the shape of him, the size.

"But maybe you like that," she continues. "Shall I fetch Sirius to watch?"

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Lila's body is slight, her breast small but warm against Kell's hand. He cups it, watching her real eye darken as he finds her nipple with his thumb and presses lightly. "I will try not to be like them," he promises.

His cock is still an ache between his legs, but it is easy for him to ignore when he sinks to his knees. "Let me make you feel good, Lila," he says, rubbing his cheek against her thigh as he looks up at her. "I want to."

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It feels too good, and she almost begs for him to return his hand when he moves it away. He doesn't just move away, he lowers to the floor, subjugating himself, and damn if the position doesn't do it for her.

"But I haven't finished you," she tells him, her smile slowly returning. A smirk, sharp at the edges. She runs her fingers through his hair. "Or maybe you should take me to your bed so I can have you properly. Not in my hand."

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Kell closes his eyes, unable to entirely suppress the shudder that passes through him for the thought. "Whatever you want," he says, opening his eyes, the blue one nearly as dark as the other. He longs to taste her, but Kell's want for her is such that he would give her anything, deny her nothing, and he rises unsteadily to his feet.

Kell takes her hand. "What will you have of me, Lila?"

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Why must he always do that? Hold her hand, touch her so gently, filling her chest with an unwelcome warmth. She tries to keep control over her expression, and steps close, freeing her hand of his to push his shirt off his shoulders.

"I want you to take your clothes off, and then mine, and then I want you inside me," she says, reaching lower to unfasten his pants, to rid him of them so she can finally see.

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The command is as bold and unadorned as Lila herself, and Kell replaces her hands with his own, drawing his pants down his thighs. The briefs he wears beneath them are tight and gray, still wet from the work of her hand in the club, and Kell hesitates only a moment before he pulls them down as well. When he straightens, he is fully nude, standing before her with an almost shy set to his mouth.

"Will you let me undress you in the bed?" he asks her.

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Lila's gaze travels from Kell's mismatched eyes to the brand on his chest, down his lithe, lightly muscled body, and stops at his cock. It's hard, curving pleasantly toward his body, the head of it a dusky color.

"If that's what you like," she tells him, too distracted by the sight of his body to protest getting it done with here and now. It's disturbing how much she wants to touch him, but she doesn't give in, moving instead to the bed. She sits on the edge, still fully dressed. "Are you going to unlace my boots as well?"

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Kell smiles. "If you like." Returning to his knees, Kell undoes the laces of Lila's left boot, holding her ankle with gentle pressure so he can pull the leather away. He kisses the sharp jut of her ankle bone and moves to the other boot, giving it the same treatment. Still kneeling, Kell rises up as far as he is able, looking hungrily between Lila's pants and the bra she'd danced in.

Lifting his chin, Kell presses a kiss to her nipple, sucking at the nub through the cotton until he feels it peak. It's good, but bare flesh would be better, and with a last look at Lila Kell pushes the fabric up and away, afixing his mouth to the same spot with a sigh.

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The way Kell removes her boots and kisses her ankles is princely, but the way he looks up at her is anything but. She's transfixed by the desire she sees there, wondering what could have possibly caused it.

And then his mouth it on her over her shirt, and her own mouth drops open. "W-what--" The sensation of it is enough to make her stomach twist. And then, just as sudden, his mouth is on her without a barrier, skin to skin, and she lets out a tiny, embarrassing whimper. "Oh, fuck," she breathes, heat rising to her cheeks.

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Whatever her experience, Lila reacts to the sensation like an innocent, and Kell's blood races to think that he's given her such pleasure. He drags his tongue against her nipple, swiping the flat of it beneath the curve of her breast before he moves to the other, breathing hotly down on it before his lips close over it, too, sucking with pressure meant to give the faintest sting. Flushed with it, Kell lifts his head, smiling as he urges her bra the rest of the way up and over her head.

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Oh god, it gets better, and then Kell sucks with an intensity that pulls a strange, small cry from Lila. She's never felt anything like what he's doing, and she's never heard such a noise come from her own mouth. She almost wants to smack him for causing it, but then he'd stop and that would be even worse.

He rids her of her top and her hands find his hair, urging his mouth to return, tipping back against the mattress and bringing him with her. "Keep doing that," she says, trying to make it sound demanding instead of a plea.

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Lila pulls him on top of her, and Kell curls around her, his efforts doubled now that he's discovered how much she enjoys it. His blood is afire with the little noises that she makes each time his tongue flicks, and Kell slides a hand between their bodies, cupping her sex through her pants. He moves his fingers with gentle pressure, waiting to feel that first bloom of wet before he does more.

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Lila's moan is a continuous thing that only gets louder when she Kell's hand moves between her thighs. She doesn't know much about this sort of thing, but she instinctively lifts her hips, trying to rut against his fingers. She aches there, all over. Her fingers tighten in his hair as she pushes back with her shoulders in offering, wanting his mouth to suck, not simply tease.

Everything he's doing feels like a tease.

"Take my pants off," she tells him, moving restlessly beneath him.

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Kell lifts his head, his mouth pink and swollen from his efforts, but it stretches wide into a grin. Kell rises up to kiss her as his fingers make quick work of the fastening of her trousers. When they come open in his hands, he kisses his way down her body, wet kisses at the hollow of her throat, her breasts, the thin skin of her sides, and as Kell pulls her pants down her thighs those kisses continue.

When the removal of her pants reveals a pair of black cotton underwear, Kell reaches for his usual patience and finds none, pulling them immediately down as well. He settles between her legs, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh, but the scent of her is too tantalizing. He wants to bury his face in the wet heat so near to him, wants to make her scream with it. Parting her with his hands, Kell licks where she is wettest, moaning as the taste of her explodes against his tongue.

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Lila blushes at Kell's smile, a different sort of blushing than he has her doing from his hands and mouth. But she barely has a moment to think on it before his lips are moving down his body, making her squirm when they reach her waist, and then freeze up when his lips trail along her thighs. With her underwear off his breath is warm, and fuck if whatever she's made of down there doesn't throb. She didn't even know that was possible.

And then. And then.

"N-no-- what--"

Lila curses, a long string of expletives, and nearly kicks him, grabbing blindly at the sheets beneath her.

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Lila's body moves against him, jerking first away and then undeniably toward his mouth, but through the roar of his blood Kell hears a distinct no. Summoning all his considerable will, Kell lifts his head, his chin wet as he rests it against her thigh.

"Shall I stop?" he asks, trying not to tighten his fingers around her.

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Lila whimpers at the loss of Kell's warm, perfect mouth. She meets his gaze when he lifts his face from between her legs and glares at him and the casual way he taunts her. "Don't you dare," she says at a near growl, and then realizes that maybe she can't scare him into continuing something like this. She swallows, shifting and splaying her legs a little wider, toes curling into the blankets. "Please?"

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Kell smiles, not sure if he's ever heard her say please before, and kisses her thigh. But her legs are open, inviting him in, and Kell doesn't resist for the sake of teasing her. He leans in, pulling her legs over his shoulders so he can be as close as he needs. Closing his eyes, Kell lets himself enjoy this - the heat and slick of her, the flex and tremble of her legs against his back, the toes he can feel curling against his skin when he finds her clit and laps at it with growing pressure.

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Lila has to keep from locking Kell between her thighs and keeping him there forever. She isn't sure she'll ever want to leave his bed with how good this feels, which is a thought she promptly ignores, especially when Kell manages to look euphoric even with his eyes closed. Like he's enjoying this as much as she is, which has to be impossible. His tongue is persistent, sending sparks up her body, tipping her toward the edge of something. Almost, she thinks. Almost what? It becomes so intense that she can't keep quiet, letting out embarrassing cries, sounds she doesn't even let escape when she's been hurt. She grabs a pillow to put over her face to try and muffle the noise, to not look at what Kell's doing because it's too good, it's too much.

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Kell shudders with her, pushing one of her legs higher so that he can go deeper, beginning to delve inside of her with his tongue in rhythmic strokes. He's awash in a feeling he's never had before - it's as if her pleasure is his own, building higher for every breathless sound she makes. He's never heard Lila sound like this, and pride mixes with the pleasure that washes over him, in and through him, as he pushes her towards bursting against his tongue.

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"Fuck, fuck," Lila all but sobs, letting go of the pillow to grasp Kell by his hair. She buries her fingers in it, holds him to her, tries to keep from grinding up against him, tries to keep from arching her back and dislodging him. She moans, drifts in the sensation of his mouth, until again the drag of his tongue brings her to the brink of too much.

"Kell," she gasps sharply, fingers tightening as her body shudders, the intensity breaking as she orgasms, leaving her so sensitive that she pulls him closer and then tries to push him away, cursing around a moan.

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She breathes his name, and Kell's own pleasure crests and crashes down on him, not in orgasm like the one that racks her body, but instead a rush of pure joy. He laps at her through her shudders, ringing another quake and then another from deep within her, only pulling away when Lila begins to still.

Shifting her legs gently from his shoulders, Kell crawls up her body to arrange himself next to her, his eyes intent on her face as her pleasure fades. Flushed and panting and lit from within, she is heartbreakingly lovely.

Kell knows better now than to say so, but there's no hiding it in his eyes.

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Kell knows just how much she can take, that even while she's trying to push him away when the intensity of it becomes too much to bear, at the same time there's more still. Somehow he knows her body better than she does, and something catches and tugs in her chest, her grip on his hair loosening and becoming gentler.

He joins her on the bed, level with her, face flushed and lips swollen from all he'd done for her. She wonders if he'd done it because he liked the act of it, or if he'd done it as a gift. Maybe both. It's nothing she did anything to deserve, and neither is the devotion in his gaze. Yet, she can't look away, and as she tries to catch her breath she lets herself have it for a moment.

"Kell," she says, an open-ended sentence and a soft voice, so she quiets it by leaning across the scant inches between them to kiss him.

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She meets his eyes and says his name so quietly that Kell's heart swells in his breast. Lila leans in and he catches her, winding his arms around her narrow back to keep her near. Beneath her mouth, he opens his own, letting her taste herself on his tongue. The sounds she'd made for him, the way she came apart, piece by piece - his desire for her thrums within him, a banked fire growing the longer he has her in his arms. "Lila," he murmurs, brushing her nose with his own.

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Lila notices the difference in taste immediately and moans when she realizes what it means. She must have a taste, this is what it was for him down there, a little. She chases his tongue with hers, nearly rolling him onto his back. But he stops kissing to speak, and she feels him, hard and leaking against her thigh, and the heat is no longer only in her face.

"I told you what I want," she tells him, opening her eyes and meeting his. She reaches between them to take him in hand, stroking him, skin to skin. She begins to ache again, impossibly. "Will you give it to me?"

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Kell presses his head back against the sheets, his mouth open in a moan as she takes him in hand, stroking him flesh on flesh. "Anything," he swears, breathing carefully as he raises a hand to brush the tumble of her hair from her cheek. Kell lifts his chin and kisses her again. "How will you have me?" he asks, assuming she has her own designs. Lila has a design on everything.