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Loose Ends 3/4

[(Anonymous)]

He’d lost so much weight his clothes looked borrowed. Renee had called ahead to prepare her but Huntress still hadn’t been able to smother her gasp at the change; from the way his shoulders tightened she knew he’d noticed. She tried to not dwell on how carefully he walked, or how Renee’s sharp eyes watched every movement.

He looked more like himself draped over her chair, the tilt of his head telling her how much he appreciated the sight of her reclining on the bed. When Renee disrobed and began teasing her nipple she glanced at him. “Admit it, Q,” she said, smiling for what felt like the first time in weeks, “this has been your goal the whole time.”

“You’ve discovered my cunning ruse.” The cough was a constant companion now, shaking his thin shoulders and rasping his voice. “Curses.”

“Men are such pigs,” she sighed. “I see why you don’t bother with them, Renee.”

Renee took that as her cue and her talented tongue and fingers happily began to turn Huntress inside out. She came almost impossibly quickly, sweat-soaked and shuddering and breathless. “Oh. Oh, you’re...you’re very good at that,” she finally managed, and she heard Question chuckle.

Renee stretched out beside her, an accomplished smile on her face. “Women are pigs, too. We just pull it off better.”

Renee’s eyes lit up as Huntress knelt over her; she hoped her nerves weren’t written all over her face. “So, um...I’ve never exactly done this before,” she stammered, and she was so happy Renee wasn’t laughing at her. “You’re gonna have to direct me.”

“Okay,” she grinned. “You trimmed your nails like I asked?” Huntress nodded. “Good. Now do exactly as I say.” It took her longer than it had Renee, but when the she came gasping minutes later Renee certainly didn’t complain.

Huntress sank back on the bed, sated and sleepy and happy. She made sure to grab Question by the wrist and pull him onto the bed between them, teasing, “Baby, I think you enjoyed that.”

“I did,” he sighed, pillowing his head on her breasts.

When she wrapped her arms around him she could feel his ribs through his clothes. “Sleep tight, baby doll,” she whispered, stroking his hair. He relaxed into the embrace and Huntress wondered how she could feel so good and so terrified at the same time.

(Okay, I lied. There's going to have to be an interlude between parts 3 & 4. Damn character limit restrictions.:) Both that and part 4 should be up tomorrow night!)