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The first time he called and she didn't answer, he assumed she maybe hadn't made it home yet. Or was eating or taking a shower. He waited an hour, but then she still wasn't answering the phone. So he got in his car, ready to drive over there. The ringing of his phone interrupted him, though, and he answered with a brusque, "Weller."

Mayfair quickly explained that he needed to get to the hospital. Jane was safe, but being kept for observation. Carter was dead. He'd taken her.

Goddammit.

He slammed his phone against the dashboard and raced to the hospital, jogging up to the desk to ask where her room was before making his way over there.

"Jane."

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Any previous frustration disappears as Jane gets what she wants when he touches her. She's already so damn wet, her hips jerking instantly against his hand as her jaw drops and she rocks against him. Completely lost to the pleasure, her eyes are closed as she lets herself simply feel, making little sounds of pleasure near constantly.

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He can't help wondering when she started getting wet. Was it when they were dancing? Was it in the cab? As he thinks about that, his fingers move faster, his lips trailing over her neck and collarbone, just desperately needing to touch her.

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He's pushing her pleasure higher, her entire body shivering beneath his as her fingernails dig into his shoulders. "Don't stop," she pleads, letting out a loud cry.

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He doesn't stop, doesn't slow down at all, but he does pull his mouth back from her skin as his fingers move. "You're so wet," he smiles, and it's clear that he loves it. "Was this from the cab?"

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All that Jane can do is shake her head as she fights for words even as her climax builds. "You...just you...seeing you." With a gasp it's all over, she falls apart, hips bucking up and into his touch as she shakes, breathing hard.

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He hadn't been expecting that at all. To know she was this wet the entire time takes his breath away. His eyes are wide and filled with love and adoration. And when she climaxes, he needs to just hold her, arms wrapping around her as he kisses her skin all over.

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For a moment, all Jane can do is be in his arms, catching her breath as her heart slams. But then, her hand snakes between them and she takes him into her hand, stroking him slowly, marveling at the feel of him in her hand, ready for her.

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"No one's ever..." His words are cut off, though, before he can finish. He groans with pleasure as she takes him in her hand, eyes briefly closing and snapping open. "No one..." And then he loses his breath again, not able to finish what he's trying to say and not even remembering what he'd wanted to say.

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Jane feels like she knows, though. She knows, because no one's ever loved her this way either. Only Kurt, and that's exactly the way she always wants it. She never wants this with anyone else, can't imagine it and doesn't want to.

Her thumb glides over the tip of him, stroking back and forth because she knows what it does to him. And then, without thinking about it at all, she drops in front of him and takes him into her mouth. She's never done this before, but she can't help herself now, needing to know what it does to him, to hear him lost in pleasure because of her.

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He'd never imagined she would do this and he gasps softly, bracing his hand against the wall behind her, just holding onto her and groaning with pleasure as her mouth moves over him.

"God, baby..."

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Her mouth moves over him intimately and with so much want and love as one hand anchors to his hip and the other wraps around the base of him as she moves. Once she finds something that he seems to really enjoy, she doesn't stop, completely thrilled to be doing this for him.

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Kurt's hand grips at her hair and he groans and gasps, falling over the edge and breathing out her name with so much pleasure in his voice.

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The way he tastes surprises her, and Jane pulls back a little, licking her lips and slowly kissing her way up his torso and stomach until she's standing again, nuzzling into his neck, breathing him in.

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"Everywhere you touch...it's amazing, Jane," he whispers, still working to get control of his breathing, his arms wrapped around her.

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Smiling softly, Jane kisses his lips tenderly before leading him to their bed to lay down. "It's really good that we love touching each other," she laughs quietly as she tugs him over her, wanting the warmth and weight of him; it makes her feel secure, to feel him this close.

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They've made their bedroom so cozy since moving in. On their bed is a soft down comforter with a duvet that matches the walls. It's more domestic than Kurt's ever been, but it feels comfortable. He loves being here, in their bed, just holding her. Leaning, he kisses her tenderly. "I love you..."

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Jane smiles up at him, nuzzling in against him as her hands move up and down his back slowly, trailing lower with each pass, down his backside and back up. "I love you, Kurt. My entire....everything, I'm yours."

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Kurt tucks his head to her shoulder, pressing soft kisses to her skin and just laying right against her. His fingers stroke over the soft skin of her hips, needing to touch.

"I know. I feel it. Everyday," he murmurs, kissing over her heart.

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Her arms wrap him up, her lips pressing to his neck slowly as they lay together. After about thirty minutes though, jane's hips roll slowly against his. Lightly at first, to try and stoke arousal as she whispers against is ear.

"I still want you, Kurt. God, I need to feel you..."

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It's been so long. Months. A long few months for both of them. There's nothing deeper than this connection, feeling their love completely as they come together in every way possible.

Kissing her deeply, Kurt shifts to line his hips up with hers, entering her with one swift motion, groaning out her name.

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Her legs wrap around his hips as they move together, her hands moving up and down his back as she kisses his neck, nuzzling in against him and breathing him in. "I love you. God, Kurt..."

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"I love you," he whispers against her ear, nuzzling her cheek as they move. They have a perfect rhythm together, just holding onto each other. "You're okay?" he knows she would say if she wasn't. He knows that logically, but he just needs to be sure.

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She nods eagerly, kissing up and down his neck. "Don't stop," she begs. "God, please don't stop." She's breathing harder, biting at her bottom lip. He's pressing against her perfectly, and she moans loudly against his neck.

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Knowing he's in the perfect spot, knowing that she feels so good, Kurt just thrusts against that same spot, groaning as the pleasure builds for him. He knows he's right on the edge and he groans and gasps. He thrusts hard and deep, giving her everything he has as he lets go and climaxes, her name on his lips.

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There's something about feeling him let go that throws Jane right over the edge, and she cries out loudly, jerking against him as she climaxes, arching beneath him. Heart pounding, she keeps him as close as she can, breathing harshly against his neck.