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It was probably another really bad idea, one of the ones she wasn't going to be able to tell Danny about, but ever since Hannibal had brought up hunting dinosaurs, Kate kind of hadn't been able to get it out of her head. She wasn't bringing her gun -- as far as she was concerned, it wasn't even hers anymore, she didn't want it -- but she figured he'd take care of that part of the trip. Since hunting seemed to be a thing he'd done in the past, she trusted that he wasn't going to expect her to wrestle one down with her bare hands. She'd sooner climb a giant tree to get out of its way than actually try to take down a dinosaur.

Still, she was going. And she wasn't trying to look especially cute, but Effy's makeup had been there and if she'd put on a little, it was only because it was available. Besides, she was just naturally cute, she couldn't help it. She definitely wasn't going out of her way. Not for dinosaur hunting.

She couldn't very well wear flip flops for this, which was pretty much the only thing she wore, so she'd spent the day before hunting through the box until it had given her a pair of running shoes both suitable and not terribly ugly. Sitting on the front step of her hut, she laced the shoes as she waited for Hannibal, wondering if she should have told someone where she was going. Just in case the two of them got eaten or stuck in a tree or something.

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"Kate, please don't make me break down the door," Sam said, no longer pounding on the door as he waited semi-patiently for her to open it.

"Mostly because I don't know if I could and would probably get hurt."

"Good," Kate said, kissing Hannibal one more time before she turned and threw open her bedroom door without even bothering to put on a shirt. Sam had seen her in a bathing suit before, he could deal with her in a bra. It kind of drove home the point of the whole situation, too.

Grabbing the door, she wrenched it open, then leaned out, staring at Sam with a smile that looked a little more like she was gritting her teeth than anything. "Hannibal says hi. What's up?"

Sam immediately averted his eyes, even though it wasn't like she was topless. It was mostly an automatic reaction, although if she would have been bothered by him looking she probably would have put a shirt on.

"I know, I know," he said waving his hands. "And I'm not spying, I swear, I was just walking by and saw... you know. I'm just checking, like you asked me and if you're not drunk or wasted or something and would regret this later."

Sam figured he should probably apologize to the guy too, some sort of bro code thing so he leaned around her to call out.

"Dude, sorry! I really am sorry. Please don't shoot me with one of those many guns on the floor there. I just... holy shit look at... did he get stung by a bee or something?" Sam asked, turning back to Kate. "Are those like, his actual muscles?"

"I know, right?" Kate asked, leaning a little further out the door so she could share her incredulity with Sam for just a second. This wasn't the sort of thing she was going to go around telling everyone about, but it was sort of hard not to want to brag at least a little bit and this was kind of the perfect situation. "Who looks like that? It's freaking amazing."

Doing her best to look serious, she said, "I promise, I'm totally sober. One hundred percent. And I know I asked you to do this and I totally appreciate it, you're an awesome friend, but I really, really want to get back there. Look at him, he is ridiculously hot."

Kate sounded completely sober, if a little bit eager and excited, which Sam could understand. He was about as straight as they came and could say the other guy was pretty hot. Plus, Kate wasn't mad at him, which was really awesome and made him breath a sigh of relief.

"Alright, you go tap that," Sam said, holding his hand out for a fist bump. "I'll go take Chang for a walk. A long walk. Come get him, you know, tomorrow or whatever."

Glancing back, Kate grinned, then bumped her fist against Sam's. "You're the best. And thank you for making sure some douche wasn't taking advantage of me." As eager as she was to get back, she wanted to make sure Sam knew she did appreciate it. There hadn't been a lot of people in her life who would look out for her like that and it meant a lot.

"Now, I love you like a brother, but you have to leave," she said, smiling once more before she closed the door in his face and hurried back toward her bedroom.

The whole thing didn't take very long and Hannibl took advantage of the time to stare at Kate's ass as the other guy babbled on. He felt sympathy for whoever it was, babbling was something Hannibal understood. Plus, Kate seemed mostly cool with whatever was going on, so he was okay with it too. So long as it didn't take long.

When she hurried back into the room Hannibal moved forward to meet her, scooping her up by her legs so that she could wrap them around his waist while he kissed her hard.

It might have been a bad idea and Sam might have been right in interrupting, but the second Hannibal lifted her off the floor, any and all thoughts like that were gone. Bad idea or not, it felt good and she wanted it. Kate wrapped her arms around him, kissing him back, her hands smoothing over the expanse of his back before the fingers of one hand pushed into his hair.

"Sorry," she managed to say between kisses. "Friend. Trying to protect me."

"Hope that means he dropped off a giant box of condoms," Hannibal said, kissing her back as he reached up with one hand to undo her bra before laying her back down on her bed.

One hand slid up her leg while he kissed down her neck to her shoulders and the top of her chest. He really wanted to get right to fucking her, but he also didn't want to miss any of this, the girl was seriously hot and a hell of a lot of fun.

"No, but I've got you covered," Kate answered, her back arching under his touch before she laughed. "Pun totally not intended, but awesome all the same." This was going to be fun, she was sure of that, and she shifted on the bed, slipping one arm out of her bra and then using her other arm to drop it over the edge of the bed and onto the floor.

"But I don't have any ketchup," she teased, her hands roaming over his shoulders, his back, anywhere she could touch.

"Completely awesome," he said with a laugh before he moved his mouth lower, kissing along her breasts. He teased across her skin, mouth moving from one to the other but staying away from her nipples for the time being. He had every intention of driving her a little bit crazy before getting to the payoff.

"Fuck, you are crazy hot, you know that?" he said, nipping at her skin.

"I'm crazy hot?" she repeated, laughing a little, her hands slipping down his back, fingertips teasing along the waist of his pants again. "Have you looked in a mirror lately?" Kate had a fairly high opinion of herself, but Hannibal was one of the hottest guy she's ever seen, she wasn't even sure how a person had a body like he did.

"Weirdly, I do absolutely nothing for myself," Hannibal said, mouth finally moving to one of her nipples, sucking on it a bit before grazing it lightly with his teeth.

"Otherwise I'd probably just sit at home and masturbate all fucking day. Which would be really shitty, 'cause then I'd miss out on this. Also, I am feeling a lot of tattoo inadequacy not that I'm getting a better look at yours."

Kate drew in a sharp breath at the feel of his teeth, her back arching a little before she laughed and looked down at herself. "I only have two," she said, although that was likely to change as soon as Tunny got his shop up and running. Slipping one hand between them, Kate's finger travelled down Hannibal's stomach, tracing muscles she didn't even know people could have. "Do you have one to compare?" she asked, grinning, only half focused on what she was saying. The rest of her was focused on undoing his pants as best she could with just one hand.

"Well that makes us even," he told her. Granted, his was a vampire glyph halfway between his navel and his cock as well as a Hello Kitty one on his ass, so they weren't exactly artistic pieces.

"You'll have to find mine though. It'll be like a treasure hunt."

Hannibal, of course, had already done fairly well at the treasure hunting, massaging her breasts as he licked along her nipples before rolling them between his thumbs and forefinger.

Even though she'd been drunk at the time, she remembered their first conversation and even as her breath quickened, even as she managed to get his belt undone with one hand, she was trying to recall what he'd said about a tattoo on his ass. "Hello Kitty?" she asked, the words followed by a soft gasp. "I mean, that's the kind of treasure hunt I can get behind." But if she was looking for a Hello Kitty tattoo, it was going to make it that much more fun.

"You find 'em both, I'll give you a prize," he said, sliding up her body to suck and lick where her neck met her shoulder. "The prize is oral sex, by the way."

Not that he wasn't planning on giving her that anyway, ever since their conversation in the jungle earlier Hannibal had really, really wanted to go down on her. Of course, her hand undoing his best was pretty fucking distracted, especially with how hard he was and how badly he wanted out of his own pants and boxers.

"Oooh, I like prizes and I like oral sex," Kate answered, pushing her free hand against his shoulder to get him to flip over on her bed. Now that he'd mentioned it, she wanted to find both tattoos, even if she kind of thought she'd be getting a prize no matter what she did.

"Those are two of my favourite things, so now I have to conduct a very thorough investigation," she said. "So that I can win."

"Oh fuck I hope you win," he groaned, rolling over onto his back. "Never have the words 'thorough investivation' turned me on so much."

Really, he didn't think Kate could so any wrong in the 'turning him on' department at the moment. She was fun and sexy and totally into a fuck mistake.

"Shit, you make me want to do things."

Kate grinned, lifting her leg over Hannibal so she could straddle his hips before she ducked down and pressed her mouth to the skin just below his ear. "What kinds of things?" she asked, slowly dragging her lips over his skin, her hands smoothing over his chest as if she was looking for something. She wouldn't find a tattoo that way and she knew they weren't on his upper half, anyway, but it was fun to explore and she was going to take the chance to do as much of it as she wanted.

Hannibal craned his head over to the side to give her better access and groaned at the feel of her body straddling him. Almost unconsciously he lifted his hips up against her as his hands ran up her sides to her breasts.

"Want to fuck you up against the wall, just pick you up and drive my cock into you over and over again. Reach a hand up to tug on your hair, tilt your head back so I can kiss all over your neck. Bite. Suck. Fuck."

A shiver worked its way down her spine and Kate grinned a little against Hannibal's skin, liking the way that sounded very much. "Just making sure," she teased as she slid lower down his body, her fingers finding his pants again and finally getting them completely undone. "At least I know we have a schedule for after I find your tattoos."

And there was one, coming into view as she opened his pants and tugged them down, a design she'd never seen before. Pressing her finger against it, she said, "Found one."

"You're halfway there," he groaned, pressing his hips up against her. Her hand was so close to his cock, which was so fucking hard it was painful to have it in his pants.

"Finding one gets you halfway to an oral orgasm."

Just halfway wasn't what Kate was looking for, so she lifted her hips, tugging his pants down further, a grin curving her mouth as she reached inside to pull his cock free. Even just wrapping her fingers around him almost distracted her to the point where she stopped looking, but instead she sat down again, her hand stroking him idly as she looked at him. "I thought maybe you were joking about that tattoo on your ass," she said. "But now I think it's really there."

"Ohhhhhhhh fuck," was all Hannibal could manage to say at first as she wrapped her fingers around his cock. She was talking, probably saying some pretty important stuff, but all he could focus on right now was how good it felt to have her stroking him like that.

"Huh? Ass tattoo? Yes, you should, nnnnn, probably check there for it. Shit."