fightlikehell | Hello, hello, hello.

[She knows that about him. He is one of the most sincere, least bullshit people she knows. And that is even with his secrets. Yes, he lied, often, but it was for protection. That is exactly what she did too.]

Thank you. I wanted to give it to the father, but I couldn't part with it.

[She laughs flatly at that. Shrugging a bit awkwardly, that awkwardness transfers in tone to her voice.] Maybe..doesn't feel like it. It's okay though.

[She feels a shift in the air flow as he stands behind her.] You don't have to, you are my guest after all. Though, if you want to help, you can. [Handing him a towel. She was bent down so that her hair covered her face, she just felt like not being open right now. So, she closed down a little.]

Unless you want to wash? [She said in a soft, clear voice.]

[Living so many lies about street fight heroism and the extent of his abilities inspired him to be as honest as possible in other ways. Like it would lessen the sin of deceit. And they're more alike then they let on, then they show.

Standing this close Matt smells her shampoo.]

Maybe when it hangs in a gallery he can appreciate it all the same.

[That's how it works right? Matt has no concept of how galleries are run. And really he's no judge of art but without eyes he can see a small girl radiating joy.]

How often do I have to hang around before I'm no longer a guest?

[Matt reaches out to rub her back idly as he takes the towel to start the drying.]

I wish. [She says softly, but she doubts it would ever get that far.] Not that I wouldn't love that!

[She smiles to herself as she starts to wash another bowl, after she puts the other one on the counter nearby.]

Oh. I just meant....nevermind...sorry

[He touches her back, and her eyes close, it makes her stop doing what she is doing for a few moments. Just relishing how it feels.]

You never know.

[He shrugs and lightly bumps her shoulder.]

I liked it.

[It's less hilarious because Karen understands. To everyone else it's another blind joke.]

It's fine. Really.

[Matt half turns and kisses her forehead. The drying he does also pauses. Karen is warm and the kitchen cooling. All the smells of the paint and food have stopped fighting. The only thing remaining is soap and various fragrances of her so close to him.]

Very true, people want to see my work. So, who knows?

[He lightly bumps her shoulder, and Karen huffs with a laugh, and a shy smile]

Thank you, that is all the critique I need, honestly.

[She nods mutely for a moment, and then clears her throat.] Okay, good.,

[When he kisses her forehead, she wasn't expecting it, so her eyes closed, and she let out a breath that seems like she was holding it in. She goes stock still, and just waits to see what happens?]

As long as it means something to you, I don't know how well it will go over if you bill it as "Matt Murdock Approved".

[He can laugh at himself.]

It speaks for itself.

[Matt slowly breathes out and dips his head to have his lips touch to Karen's. The heady flavor of coffee can't block out what she tastes like. His hand is on her waist again.]

Other people's opinions of your approval mean nothing to me. It is all I need, and they can shove it if they can't understand.

[She smiles awkwardly, but gently when he laughs to himself.]

It does...

[Her eyes open when he leans in to kiss her, almost gasping into his mouth as she starts to kiss back. His hand on her waist has her turning in toward him more fully. Her own hand moves to his waist, then over his back.]

[Then a lot of people will shove it. All he's got is a smile at her words. No use arguing when she's set her mind to it.

His lips urge her's open. That turn Karen does to face him lets Matt pull Karen closer. Their height difference isn't exceedingly dramatic but he takes a grip on her to turn and carefully lift her to the counter top as the kiss gains heat.]

[That makes her fumble with the water, trying to find the lever to turn it off. When she does, her other hand moves closer to him but still remains on the counter top,

At his urging, her mouth opens as surprise over takes her, but it doesn't last for long. She makes a shocked sound when he tugs her closer, but she goes willingly toward him. Then he is lifting her up onto the counter, her hands both quickly move to his shoulders to hold onto his jacket. Jumping up as he lifts her, both of her legs move around his waist, and lock at the ankles. She softly gasps against his tongue again. She doesn't move anymore than that, letting him take the lead.]

[The rushing water sound isn't enough to drown out the sound of her heart beat. Steady and strong right with him. The kiss keeps going, lingering. Matt poises her just so but really keeps the contact of their bodies. Karen's looped ankles help. He makes a soft noise in the back of his throat as his fingers have found the space between her shorts and cami again daring to slip under slowly.]

[That surprises her, she leans into him a bit more. When he makes that noise, her hand slowly move up into her hair, tangling at the back of his head.

When his fingers find her skin again, she lurches forward a bit against him. Moving back a little to suck in a breath, Then she leans back into him to kiss him again, slightly more forcefully, but still hanging back some.]

[There's enough hair on his head to pull and clutch. His scalp really feels responsive under her touch. Strike that, he completely feels responsive from head to toe. Both of his hands are under her shirt, one from the back against her spine and the other reaches up to feel the bottom of her rib cage.

He can feel her old back. She is entirely expecting it. Whatever she's comfortable with. This wasn't just about sandwiches or fulfilling requirements of Eudio. Matt wanted to see her, to be with her.]

[Lucky for him, Karen had a very, very sensitive back. Her biggest thing is feeling someone kissing over her skin, and up over her spine. So, feeling his hand on her back is making her feel really overloaded, but in a good way. He leans into him hard when she feels both of his hands on her skin. She has to pull back some to moan, the back of her head colliding softly with the cabinet behind her.

Karen wanted to see him too, and to be with him. Just she has been kind of scared that she had been coming on too strong.]

[The light thud makes him pull back.]

Sorry, you okay?

[He nuzzles the side of her head and scoots her body weight like it's nothing so that she's closer to him. Matt kisses her temple and moves to her neck. Taking a chance, he cups her breast. His question is perhaps now for more than just Karen's head. There have been starts and stops. Now is he the one to come on too strong?]

[She starts to laugh a bit, and nods as she speaks.] Yeah, I'm fine. [She continues to chuckle lightly.]

[She leans heavily into the nuzzling, and when he scoots her closer, she laughs more, but it is a bit of a shocked/happy laughter. When his lips move to her neck, she lets out a breathy moan, canting her head to the side some. Then his hand wraps around her breast, and she moans softly, but in earnest as her hand moves up and over the back of his through her shirt. Her breath catching a bit, her hand is clutching at him wherever her hand has moved too, probably at his side, but more on his hoodie than his side proper. At the same time, her heart rate starts to ratchet up the more he kisses, and touches her body. He also feels so hard, and present between her legs, his body heat was making her head spin, and it made her skin tingle which made her nipples go hard.]

Oh, god...[She swallows deeply, and audibly.]

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[That laugh gets to him. She should be free to laugh and smile more. It will still take time, time he's looking to invest.]

Good.

[A rub and squeeze to her soft flesh. It sure is something to feel her warm and harden to his touch. Matt's own heart beat is a hard thud. He kisses along the edge of her cami stooping some before he is hungry for her mouth again. Harder now and with a searching tongue for another moment or two. Matt's fingers close to a pinch at her nipple. The tables have turned as they say.]

Karen, I want you.

[His rubbing of her skin throws her into motion, using one of her arms, she presses her palm down against the surface of the counter so she can press her hips closer to his body more. As he is kissing along her neck, Karen is almost wiggling against him showing just how deep, and needy her desire goes; and it goes very deep.

When he starts kissing her harder, with a deep hunger; Karen reciprocates instantly, and her tongue presses up against him with intense need.

Then he pinches her nipple, and she pulls back to gasp against and into his mouth before she pulled all the way back to moan hard. Thrusting her pelvis toward him using her hand on the counter for leverage; she can feel just how much it is affecting him, and that makes her moan much harder once more. The hand on his side moves up his body to his head, to slide her fingers into his hair, and she grabs a bit to hold onto him, At first, she could only shake her head, but she mentally kicked herself for that, she was finally able to speak.]

Yes! Yes, Matt...I want you. [She is getting warmer, and her pussy becomes so slick, and needy. Every touch is sending little shock waves to her clit.]

[Matt leans into her, leans into the counter but is very mindful how close the cabinets are now. The temperature is getting hotter as they go. It's all bodies and nothing to do with the cool tile or cold surface top that she's perched on.

He's hard. Not sure when it started exactly but he wouldn't say those words for nothing. Karen's leverage has them connect at exactly the right place. For a moment he pants close to her mouth, breathing in the air she exhales. His eyes are half lidded.]

I'm sorry for before...

[In case that wasn't clear. He dips his head to press his lips to her rib cage before he works to figure out how to get her out of those shorts. A near frustrated sigh slips out as he has to surrender his grip on her beautifully responsive breast and nipple.]

[The way he is leaning into her is driving her wild, and making her rub against him even harder. When he was panting near her mouth, Karen was trembling a bit with how worked up he was making her feel. Watching his face, she had to bite her lip for a moment as she just looked at him; looked him over. God, he was stunning, and he made her feel so much.

It takes her a moment or two to get her head back together. When he says he is sorry, her hand reaches up, the one on the counter, to caress his cheek for a moment.] Sorry for what?

[She says in a soft pant. Very mindful of just how hard he was, and how he was pressing up against her right now.

When his lips begin to work over her rib-cage has Karen almost wiggling because she was just so damn sensitive. His lips, and stubble were making her pant heavily. Leaning her head back against the cabinets slowly so she could look down toward where Matt was heading. When he pulls his hand off of her, Karen gasps at the sudden feeling of his warmth, and his calloused fingers moving away. Moving her legs a bit as he slides down between them. Looking down at him now was setting her off even further.]

God, you look so good right now.

[Body contact and language really do say so very much. No doubt he wants her but the words are a gift to say for her ears. The trembling leaves him in a bit of awe too.]

For being so unsure.

[Unavailable seeming, feeling.]

I'll make it up to you.

[Thumbs hook in the elastic and he gives a pull that's going to take some wiggling on her part if she's up for the task. Matt looks up to the sound of her voice.]

Do I?

[The fabric is easy aver the first catch on Karen's hips and then knees. He's making sure that she's bare to him and the counter top. The scratch of his stubble might get her again as he kisses the tops of her thighs.]

I forgive you, and I understand; I really do. [She manages to say, even though her voice was quavering a lot. He says he is going to make it up to her, and that makes Karen swallow audibly.

As his thumbs hook into her shorts, Karen lifts her hips, and using her hands, she pushes up off the counter a bit. This way he can just roll the material down.

His question makes Karen swallow hard once again.] Oh, god --yeah! [She barely manages to get the words out of her mouth.

As soon as he gets her shorts down, Karen shivers when her ass connects with the cold countertop. She'll ignore it for now. Then he kisses the tops of her thighs, and that has Karen arch up using her hands on the countertop, a heated moan leaving her lips with each kiss.]

Oh, god damn...

[The words with her reaction is a cocktail that makes Matt feel drunk. He wants more.]

Thank you.

[For understanding. For being willing to open herself to him physically and emotionally.

You smell good.

[He nuzzles his face between her thighs and braces his arms on the counter top as he crouches like this. It should be obvious he's heading right to her exposed, wet sex. Matt exhales and licks his lips as he presses his mouth to Karen's heat.]

You're welcome. [The words came out strained, and a little hoarse, but the sentiment is there. Or so she hopes?

When she realizes where he is going; Karen scoots her ass down toward the edge of the counter, leaning her head back against the cabinets as she wraps her legs up, and over each of his shoulders.

His words make a breath catch hard in her throat.]

Thank you! [She says in a fairly excitable tone of voice. When he nuzzles against her thighs, Karen reached out to push her hand into his hair with a tremble. As soon as he presses forward, Karen feels her ass lifting off the counter for a moment as he gets settled in. A hot, ready sound spills from her lips.]

Oh, Fuck!

[All the varying sounds of her vocal chords and the acoustics of the kitchen play up to Matt's senses of perception. The neighbors, if they're even home, may not be so pleased. He can't be troubled to think of anyone else with her legs up on his shoulders and his tongue venturing to dip into get a better taste of Karen's body. His arms scoot around to grip her ass and trust that somehow he'll stay upright.]

Mmmmmm.

[His own voice causes a rumble. The exploration is heated, slow only to see how sensitive and how best to please her.]

[Fuck the neighbors, fuck anyone and everyone right now. Karen is so worked up that she can't even think of anything other than what is happening between her legs. As soon as his hands grab her sensitive ass, she gasps super loud, trying to not buck too hard when she feels his hands on each cheek. Her other hand reaches out to grab at his hoodie anywhere she could reach it, Then she fisted it super tight in her grasp.

Then he makes that sound, and she lifts up off the counter, her ass wiggling from side to side a moment. Her mouth hung open slightly as an unsteady moan leaves her lips. Her legs both tense on his shoulders, and her hand in his hair moves through again; her grasp tender, and sweet compared to all the other motions and sounds.

Then she leans back, her head hitting the cabinet, which makes the door thump for a moment, but she doesn't act like it hurt at all.]

Oh...God...Matt! Your mouth, your fucking perfect mouth! [She cried out in a hot voice.] A little faster, and...fuck, and to the left some...please? [Everything was responding all at once, and in a very intense, very happy manner.]

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