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Fall comes in with a suddenness that thrills Inej. She throws open the windows in their apartment and busies herself in the kind of deep cleaning she won’t do again until Spring. There’s something good about doing it, something peaceful. If she must be stuck in a birdcage, she is at least stuck in a very good one, and she can at least make the soaces she occupies her own.

When she gets to the bedroom, she clears out their closest, dumping everything on the bed so she can start sorting out her summer thibgs and give Kaz’s clothes a good airing as well. He’s been here for years now. That never really strikes her until she sees the things they’ve amassed.

Once Kaz’s suits are done, she sits surrounded by her array of clothing, sorting diligently from the middle of the bed.

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And that's the kind of order that he can't refuse. He goes to the task in hand properly, his mouth and tongue working against her, shifting his weight off one hand, so that he can slide it under her, cradling her ass to keep her pressed snug against his mouth.

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She sighs a little and lets the feeling of it wash through her, this glorious sensation of it, heat filling her. After a moment or two, she eases her grip on his hair, knowing that he'll keep at where he's focused, knowing he'll stay intent on the goal ahead. Like working a complicated lock, except he's learned all the tricks to unlocking her at this point.

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After another moment or two he shifts so that he's on his belly, his legs stretched out behind him, his cock pressed against the mattress, as he focuses on the task in hand. He slides a finger into her, easily with how wet she was, and starts to fuck her in time with the press of his tongue.

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This she allows, because she did say she wanted him to touch her, and she does. She groans softly and rocks to meet the press of his finger, tugging on his hair whenever she needs a slightly different angle.

Her free hand drifts to her chest, fondling on small breast, pinching and squeezing her nipple with enthusiasm.

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His cock aches and he feels weirdly exposed sprawled there between her thighs with the skirt tangled around him but he is utterly focuses on the task at hand. He eases another finger into her, keeping up a steady rhythm.

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She whines softly, clenching briefly around him as a wave of pleasure rolls through her. For a moment more, she relishes the feeling of him like that. Then she pushes his head back, gently pulls away from him entirely.

"Get on your back."

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It takes him a moment to rearrange himself on his back, the froth of the skirt around his hips, his mouth and chin slick with her because she hasn't told him that he can wipe his wife. He closes his eyes, breathes, tries to find his centre.

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She admires him a moment, pushing her hand up under the skirt so she can tease her fingers against him. Not really touching the way she knows he wants, but giving the barest brush of her heat.

A part of her wants his mouth again, but she worries of it being just a little too much. There's a difference between pressing him close when he's on his belly and sitting astride his face. Instead, she takes up the position he'd only just left on her, sprawled between his thighs.

She pushes the skirt up until she can get at him, and then licks him obscenely, from root to tip.

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Her mouth is hot and wet and torturous in the best wa that Kaz can imagine. He arches his back a little, just to feel his cock bump against her lips. He lifts his arms, reaching up over his head to wrap his hands around the bedframe and hold on.

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"Good boy," she breathes against his skin, wet from her tongue. She blows a soft stream of air against him, watching the way his cock twitches. Her fingers fall to his thighs, and she squeezes him gently, digging her nails in just a little.

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He loves the way he handles him, the slightly rough touch. He makes a sound that's almost a laugh at what he calls him, though. It's not something anyone else would ever have thought to call Kaz Brekker.

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His breathless little chuckle earns him a slap to the thigh, a second one, and then a scrape across his naked belly. She licks him again, sliding her hand from his belly to his balls and squeezing slowly, gently at first but with increasing insistence.

"Don't contradict me."

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"No, ma'am," breathes Kaz, his hips trembling as she handles him like that. The squeeze on his balls is particularly good, if a little painful. He bites his lip over a moan.

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She gives him another squeeze, and then lowers her mouth on his cock again, gentle and soft and wet. Her grip shifts a little, just enough to make it a more soothing, rolling squeeze as she bobs her head with filthy, wet intention.

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She's good at this, and Kaz gives himself over to it completely the way she sucks at him, the way she handles him. He groans softly again, lifting his hips just barely off the bed.

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She takes her hands off him, lightning fast, to shove his hips back down onto the bed. Her head whips up, wet, lips spit-bruised.

"Hold still if you want it," she says, voice firm and dark, non-negotiable, but full of love. She looks at him with dark eyes, more pupil than anything else in that moment.

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That look sends a shiver straight through him, and Kaz nods, holding on to the bedframe so tightly that his knuckles bleed white.

"Yes, Ma'am," he says. "Inej. I understand." Holding still takes so much effort that his whole body is trembling, finely, but he does it for her.

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Inej teases at him now, licking and nuzzling, still holding him down even as he tries so hard to brace himself still. She reaches toward the beside table, finding the lube they keep there.

She slicks her fingers and teases one against him, slowly pressing in.

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They do this often enough that there's no moment of tension anymore, just a feeling of relief. Kaz lets out a sound that sounds like a sigh, his knees falling further apart as he relaxes for her, makes himself pliable, as she gives him what he wants.

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The easy way he relaxed for her, the way he sighed, sank such heat through her that she groaned against his cock. She goes slow; as much a tease as it is to make sure this feels as good for him as possible. And she knows how big that toy is, how far they need to stretch him before she can put on the harness and have her way with him.

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She still hasn't told him that he's allowed to move, so he doesn't, just lies there and take what he's given, his head falling back as much as it can against the pillow.

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For the moment, his shivering placidity just drives her on. She teases and prods at him, hooking her finger with diligent attention to seek that sweet spot inside him the way that he's done to her a hundred times. She wants to see how long it takes before he moves again, before he makes a desperate noise.

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When she finds it, his hip jolt - he can't help it. He squirms a little, pressing down onto her finger inside him. The sound he makes it almost a yelp. She has this effect on him. He shouldn't be surprised by it anymore.

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She makes a noise too, soft and wet and wanting, as his hips jump like that and as he makes his own noise. She pulls her finger back and slicks a second one, sliding it in to torture that spot inside him.

She moves her mouth to his thighs, kissing, brushing her teeth against his skin. Her fingers are faster now, but still intent.

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The noises that Inej is making don't help it when it comes to keeping his hips still, when it comes to doing as he's told. His thighs tremble at the touch of her mouth.

"Can I move?" he asks. All he wants in the world right then is to rock down onto the press of her fingers inside him.