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"Jude, darling," Kit called out as he walked into the house, "I just gotta shower and dress. Ya almost ready?"

"She's still deciding what to wear." Lana's girlfriend, Felicity, stated from the couch where she and Lana were looking through magazines. "Lana was helping, but Jude threw her out when Lana couldn't stop staring at Jude's legs."

Lana rolled her eyes. "I couldn't stop staring at the garters she had on her legs. You can't blame me for that. Besides, you kept staring at her breasts."

"Garters?" Kit grinned before stalking down the hallway to their room. "Jude?" He called out before peering inside to find Jude scouring her closet for something to wear in nothing but a matching bra and panty set with black garters hugging her firm thighs. "Mother of God, ya gotta marry me, Jude."

Jude laughed, leaning against the closet door as she gazed back at him. "This ain't any better than yar other attempts." She pointed to the bed where numerous dresses were laying. "I don't know what to wear. I feel like I've worn all of these down to the bar. Usually, it wouldn't bother me, but it's not every week Lana and her lady friend come to join us."

Kit smiled at her, closing the door as he stepped inside. "If ya wanna impress, yar doing a magnificent job of it right now." He grunted through a chuckle when Jude threw a shoe into his chest. "Ya look amazing in everything, darling. Any one of these would work."

"Ya would be happy no matter what I did or didn't wear." Jude smirked before turning back to the closet.

Kit admired her ass for a moment before stepping up behind her, glancing at the few items left on the hangers. "What about this green one? I don't think I've ever seen ya in this before. Or, this brown one. It's short, sleeveless, would keep ya cool once we start dancing."

"That's true." Jude breathed, pulling out the dress to look it over. "The tag is still on it. Kit! Did ya buy more clothes for me? Ya've been spoiling me all month. We ain't gonna have money left for Christmas the way ya've been burning through it."

"Don't ya worry about that." Kit hushed her before pulling the dress off the hanger. "Lift up yar arms."

Jude squinted at him. "Seriously?"

"Do it." Kit ordered with a smirk, very aware of the annoyance on his girlfriend's face. When she lifted her arms above her head, he pulled the dress down over her, letting his hands caress her curves on the way down. "Yar tits look amazing in this."

Jude blushed as she reached for a hair band to tie her curls back. "I'm sure ya'll show me how much later." She gasped softly when Kit grabbed the back of her neck and brought her lips to his, his fingers gently tugging at her ponytail. "One of those nights, huh?"

"One of those nights." Kit confirmed before pecking her lips again. One of those nights where he took charge not just in the bedroom. While Jude was usually the person in the house who kept everyone on track, he knew she liked to let go as much as he did. Nights like these, where they went out or had the night to themselves, he was more than happy to watch her let her hair down and enjoy his spontaneity. "Go put on yar boots. I'll be ready shortly."

Jude bit her lip. "What should I prepare for tonight?"

Kit backed her up against the wall with a grin, proud of the blush it brought to her cheeks. "Oh darling, ya can't prepare for tonight."

"Jesus, we'll leave if you fuck her already." Felicity yelled through the door.

Jude giggled into Kit's chest, turning to peer out the hallway when Kit opened the door to reveal the other couple listening just a couple feet away. "What are ya two lurking out here for?"

Lana bit her lip, scratching the back of her neck. "Felicity didn't believe you were completely straight. She wanted to see if we had a chance with you."

"There would've been a possibility twenty years ago, but even my nights with women were seldom and most often included a man." Jude confessed with a grin, laughing at the shock that came over their faces. "I've got enough stories to match street walkers, girls. My life before the habit was colorful to say the least."

Lana bumped her shoulder with Felicity's. "Well, now we can put that topic to bed."

When the two headed back for the kitchen, Kit nipped at Jude's ear before smacking her ass. "Boots, Jude."

"Charlie!" Jude beamed as they entered the semi-full bar, quickly enveloping him in a hug. "I hope ya got some dances in ya tonight."

Charlie grinned before kissing her cheek. "If I ever turn ya down, Jude, something is seriously wrong." He clapped Kit's shoulder. "Hey, man. Welcome! These your friends?"

Kit nodded. "Lana Winters and Felicity Powers. They're staying with us for the weekend." He waved his hand at the bartender. "Two bourbons, two martinis." He grinned when he glanced over to find Jude already being flocked by their group of friends waiting for Shorty's band to play. While his buddies loved him, they adored Jude, and it made him even more proud to have her on his arm. He quickly joined them to introduce Lana and Felicity.

"I hope ya'll are ready to dance." Billy chimed in, walking over with a round of beers. "Shorty comes on in fifteen." He jutted his chin to Lana and Felicity. "If ya run into any trouble, ya come grab one of us. We'll straighten 'em out."

"Billy, last bar fight ya got into ended up with ya getting fifteen stitches." Kit snickered as he grabbed their drinks from the bar. After handing Lana and Felicity theirs, he grabbed his and Jude's bourbons, letting her take her glass before wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her into his side. "Even Jude was laughing at yar sorry ass."

"Jude fights like a trucker." Billy smirked, winking at her.

Jude rolled her eyes before leaning down and kissing his cheek. "We'll work on ya."

"Jude in a bar fight?" Felicity's eyebrows rose.

"I used to be a jazz singer." Jude stated. "I've seen and been apart of enough bar fights to burn a few down. Kit and I even got into one a couple months ago when someone was getting a little too fresh. I thought for sure Kit was gonna get us banned from the bar."

Kit nodded, squeezing her hip remembering how he pinned a guy to a wall after Jude had decked him. Jude had bruised knuckles for three days, and he'd made sure she took it a little easier as not to aggravate them further. "Yeah, knuckles here can knock ya out if ya give her the motivation to." He kissed her temple before glancing around the table. "Where are the girls?"

Vin tilted his beer bottle towards the door. "They stopped some place on their way back from dropping the kids off. They should be here soon." He glanced at the clock. "Speaking of which, what were the kids doing this weekend?"

"Some weekend camp trip. Whoever the hell planned it the first week of December obviously doesn't know what it's like to take care of kids during flu season." Jude huffed out a breath before she heard Crystal and Billy's girlfriend, Sherry, walk in. "And, I'm sure they'd agree with me."

Lana waited until Kit let go of Jude's waist so she could greet the rest of their crew for the night before nudging his side. "When are you going to do it?"

Kit blushed, seeing the knowing smiles of his friends around the table. He quickly glanced over his shoulder to see Jude not paying him any attention and avidly talking to the girls about what antics the kids had planned for their parent-free weekend. "Don't worry. I got the ring. I'm gonna ask her later tonight, after we get some dancing done. So, be cool about it."

"She's gonna say yes, man. Don't be nervous." Vin grinned with a wink.

Kit rolled his eyes. "Hard not to be when she's said no every other time."

"Every other time you've been in a state of undress with the goal of getting inside her." Lana smirked before pulling an olive off of her stir stick. "Not that I blame you. Felicity and I almost asked her to marry us when we were trying to help her find something to wear."

"Yeah, yar new fascination with my girlfriend is starting to be slightly concerning." Kit teased her before he felt Jude's hand on the small of his back. He lifted his arm, letting her step underneath it so he could return it to her waist. "Hey, darling, how were the kiddos?" He asked, murmuring the words into her ear.

Jude smiled as she peered up at him. "Apparently, they drove up on some deer that were practicing for mating season, so we might be having an interesting conversation when they come home Sunday." She giggled when Kit groaned and dropped his forehead to hers. "We knew it was coming, baby."

"Yes, but I figured they'd ask about the annoying chipmunks in the backyard that have a vendetta to kill me with their nuts all over the back porch." Kit sighed. "Deer are bigger. Julia will be traumatized."

Jude pecked his lips. "Enough that she won't spend her first time fumbling with a pimply boy in the backseat of a car before she's out of school."

Kit grinned. "Bless the deer."

"Hey!" Charlie popped up, sandwiching Jude between himself and Kit. "Whatever yar whispering about, I want in."

Jude's eyes flashed mischievously. "Oh, really? Because, we were talking about setting up Kit to have his first threesome." She giggled at the dumbfounded look that overcame Charlie's face, feeling Kit bury his face in her shoulder to hide his blush. "And, we thought it was gonna be hard finding someone."

Charlie ran a hand down his face. "Okay, I won't take back my offer if ya promise yar the third person."

"Back off." Kit shoved at him while Jude burst into laughter. He shook his head with a grin. "Swear to God. Yar gonna try joining us on our wedding night whenever this one says yes." He met Jude's eyes when her giggles died down. "He doesn't know ya've had threesomes, right?"

"God, no." Jude shook her head before shuddering. "Never doing that again either."

Kit grinned watching his girlfriend cover the dance floor like she was the only one on it. A fine sheen of sweat covered her, but the smile on her face was unmatched and her boots moved to the beat like they were made for it. Meanwhile, he was catching his breath at the bar, and Charlie was barely keeping up with her as he swung her out and twirled her around. His eyes were pulled from her form though when he heard Crystal clear her throat from beside him.

"From the look on yar face, it seems we shoulda brought a priest or pastor here." She beamed before jutting her chin to Jude. "You look like a man utterly and hopelessly in love."

"Biggest truth there ever was." Kit nodded before sipping his beer. "Thanks again for taking the kids. I know we ask ya for a lot-"

Crystal cut him off with a wave of her hand. "Don't even mention it. It wasn't a problem. I need ya to put a ring on her finger already. She deserves to be made an honest woman. As for asking, ya never ask. Our kids are smart enough to end up at one of our houses as long as they're all together. We're family, Kit." She nudged his arm. "Well? When are ya gonna ask?"

"Very soon." Kit breathed before finishing off his bottle. He put the empty glass back onto the bar before giving his signal to Shorty. Once he received Shorty's smile and nod, Kit flung himself back out onto the dance floor, snatching Jude out of Charlie's arms and into his own. The laugh that erupted from Jude's throat made his chest warm affectionately. Without missing a beat, he started twirling her out before bringing her back against his chest. "Hey, darling."

"Hey, baby." Jude whispered back heatedly before pecking his lips, a dirty promise made with the slight tug of her teeth on his bottom lip. "I think our houseguests are tuckered out."

Kit chuckled seeing Lana and Felicity fanning themselves at their table where an out of breath Charlie had joined them. "We can head out. I just need to do something for Shorty before we go."

Jude nodded as the song was ending. "I'll go get our jackets."

"Why don't ya just stay right here?" Kit smiled softly, squeezing her hand as he stepped back towards the stage. "Right there."

Jude frowned but stayed put as he hopped up onto the stage. She glanced around, seeing everyone's attention turn to Kit up at the mic.

Kit smiled as he took over the mic Shorty had set up. "Thanks, man." He breathed before turning back to the full bar. "Sorry for the interruption everyone. I promise to keep this quick. As many of ya know, I'm Kit Walker. I work over at the auto shop for those who don't." He grinned when Barry, the bartender, whistled. "Thank ya. Many of ya have probably seen me here with my absolutely gorgeous girlfriend, Jude. My dancing queen as ya've witnessed tonight." He caught the slight blush on her cheeks even as she waved at the people looking at her. "Now, Jude and I have been together a few years, have been through more shit than most. I love her more than anything, so it's only right that I would want to make her my wife."

Jude felt tears prick her eyes as she covered her mouth with a trembling hand, her lips turning up realizing what this was leading up to.

"Now, I've asked her many times. Every time she's said no, and I can't blame her." Kit chuckled. "My proposals were shit, but I meant all of them. This one is no different." He reached into his pocket as he hopped down from the stage, the mic still in his other hand.

"Holy shit." Jude gasped when he pulled his hand out of his pocket to reveal a jewelry box. She half sobbed, half laughed even as tears filled his own eyes.

"Jude, darling," Kit flicked open the lid, revealing the simple ruby ring inside. "Marry me?"

Jude giggled with a nod. "Yes."

"Yes?" Kit's eyebrows shot up even as people started cheering.

"Yes!" Jude confirmed happily.

Kit nearly screamed into the mic. "She said yes!"

Jude cupped his face in her hands as the bar erupted into even louder cheering before bringing his lips to hers. In all the noise and the music starting back up, it felt like the two of them were in their own little bubble as their foreheads pressed together. "I'll marry ya, Kit Walker."

"Good," Kit reached for her left hand, slipping the ring into place, "can finally put a damn ring on ya." He wrapped his arms around her as her head dropped back in laughter. "Future Mrs. Walker. Crystal was right. I should've called a minister here."

"Not without the babies." Jude scolded playfully before they were bombarded by their friends rushing towards them with congratulations and requests to see the ring.

When one of the girls started asking about possibe wedding dates, Kit interrupted by pulling Jude back against his chest. "We will figure everything out as soon as we can. Right now, I think my fiance and I will have a few more dances before going home."

Charlie clapped his shoulder. "Alright, man. We're pretty tired, so we're gonna head out." He motioned to Lana and Felicity.

"Sounds good. Thanks for letting our guests use yar extra room, man." Kit smiled before kissing Lana and Felicity's cheeks as Charlie hugged and kissed Jude's goodbye. "Thanks for coming. I'm glad ya could make it for this."

Lana smirked with a roll of her eyes. "I wasn't missing this for anything. We'll see you tomorrow for breakfast?"

"Yeah, we'll meet ya down with Charlie at the diner." Kit nodded before Jude slipped back against his side. When their friends walked away, he gave her a sly smile under his shoulder. "I love ya, darling."

Jude bit her lip. "Love ya too." She breathed, nuzzling his neck. "Ya planned all this? Lana and Felicity staying with Charlie? Using the kids out of town trip as yar opportunity?"

"Well other than breakfast tomorrow, we're gonna be naked the rest of the weekend." Kit murmured into her hairline. "Couldn't ask ya then. Ya would've said no. Now, I can fuck you and make love to you all weekend as yar future husband." He groaned seeing the flush on her cheeks. "Two more dances, and then I'm taking ya home."

"I still can't believe ya did that." Jude beamed as they walked into the house. She lifted her hand up to view the ring again, admiring the ruby setting as Kit locked up. "The ring is beautiful, baby."

"More beautiful on yar finger." Kit breathed as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. "I saw it and knew a diamond wouldn't ever compare."

Jude smiled as she turned her face up into his neck. He was right. While her association with the color red had been many things over the years, it was once again her favorite color due to Kit's love of it on her. He didn't know her jazz singing days when her wardrobe was mostly revealing dress, many of them red, and bright red lipstick that bled onto everything that came near. He knew of her regret and disdain for the color after she took her vows, despite the red slip she held onto. The color eventually became another reminder of a version of herself totally reliant on the approval of a man. A man who nearly destroyed her.

But, Kit saved her and reintroduced her to the color with sinless eyes. He wanted her to reclaim the part of herself she long ago loved. He brought her back to herself with his love and touches, helping restore her confidence in herself and eventually her pride in wearing something that made her stand out. He made it so easy to grow into slipping into something red without a thought about it. Her initial dread of the color the first time he insisted she wear it became nothing more than a smile of wonderment trying to figure out what their night would be like. He turned red from a lifetime of regret to what it really was: just a color. It was their color in a lot of ways. She felt freer than ever in a color she'd worn through all her years of self and very real imprisonment. And, Kit could never take his eyes off of her in the color. While she wore red for herself now, she couldn't say that she didn't also wear it for him. His face every time she walked out in something red made her feel like a teenager again.

So, it was only fitting that the ring he used to propose was a color that meant so much to the both of them. Such a trivial thing to everyone outside, but there were a million little pieces of their relationship tied up into it. "Ya did good." She nodded.

"Yar gonna be my wife, Jude." Kit smiled again, something he'd been repeating since she'd said yes at the bar. Their two dances had turned into five and a very long trip of goodbyes to the bar's exit, and he'd said it at least three times before they were out in the night air.

But, Jude stilled grinned. "And, yar gonna be my husband." She turned in his arms, biting her bottom lip as she played with his belt loops. "It's gonna take me a while to get used to saying that."

Kit chuckled as he pecked her lips. "Better start practicing."

"I'll start my lessons tomorrow." Jude smirked. "But for now," she lifted his shirt over his head before working on his jeans, "I've got better uses for my mouth." She gave him a wink before descending to her knees. The responding groan he gave was all the encouragement she needed as she freed him from his jeans and boxers. Running her nail along the underside of him, she gazed up at him innocently. "Unless, ya think it's that important I start now."

"Too late in the night for lessons anyway," Kit nearly panted with a shake of his head. "I don't wanna ruin anything ya might've had planned with last minute teachings." He grunted when she began stroking him with her hand. "Yar a pretty good student, my best."

Jude giggled as she kissed his hip, his erection brushing against her neck. "Student, huh? Guess I better make it up to ya. I didn't bring an apple." She wrapped her lips around him, hollowing her cheeks as he began sliding through her mouth and into her throat.

"Fuck!" Kit seethed as he hit the back of her throat. "So much better than an apple." He peeked a glance down at her, flushing even hotter when he caught her eyes on him. Her nails dug into his denim covered thighs as she took measured breaths. "God, Jude, I wanna wreck ya."

She moaned around him, causing him to buck. Her hand reached out for one of his before placing it on the back of her head, a silent invitation for him to fuck her mouth the way he wanted to. When his fingers wrapped around her ponytail, he watched amazed as one of her hands tugged her dressed up around her hips before her hand slipped inside. Although he couldn't see her fingers, it was very clear by the groan that vibrated from her mouth around his cock what she was doing. It took everything in him not to explode then.

Fingers tightening around her hair, he began moving her head in a rhythm she soon matched with her own hand between her legs. The site made him growl lowly in the back of his throat. "Yar so good at this, and ya look so fucking hot right now." She hummed around him, causing his thrusts to become faster. "Put two fingers in yarself for me and curl'em."

The sound she made a moment later he knew was some combination of curse words, a sign that she was getting close, and he wanted to feel her come undone. Pulling out of her mouth, he dropped down onto his knees, wrapped her free arm around his neck, and grabbed her thighs before pinning her down on the floor with his lips fused to hers. "Keep touching yarself. I want ya to soak yar hand, Jude." She whimpered as he pulled her panties off, flinging them somewhere in the kitchen. He slid his pants and boxers down as far as he could still on his knees, eyes glued to her fingers disappearing into herself. "That's it, darling."

"Kit," Jude pawed at his shoulder, fingers curling into the hair at the nape of his neck. "I need ya inside me."

"Soon enough." Kit promised, smiling as he felt the cool metal of her ring on his skin. Moving a hand between her legs, he pressed his thumb against her clit, swiping up and down slowly. Immediately, her head was thrown back and a moan sounded from her throat as her jaw dropped. "Yar such a good girl, Jude." He slid one of his own fingers inside her along with her own. "Cum for me."

Jude's leg curled around his thigh, using it to thrust against their joined fingers. It only took a couple pumps before her insides were spasming, body tensing as the pleasure took her. She pulled at his hair hard when he pulled her fingers out before thrusting two of his in, making him hiss. His thicker digits pumping inside her prolonged her orgasm, sending heat through her body as every nerve ending light like a live wire. Her body was building again before it could come completely down. "Jesus, baby, I already said yes to being yar wife. I thought men started slacking in the bedroom once that happened."

Kit grinned as he nipped at her her wrist. "Boys maybe. But, men? No. Not when they're as in love with their women as I am with you." He slid his fingers out before cleaning them off with his tongue. "Besides, yar a work of art, darling. The face ya make when ya come like ya just did. . .Da Vinci couldn't paint anything to hold a match against you." He positioned himself before slowly sinking into her, pursing his lips together as her heat enveloped him like he imagined heaven one day would. "If I could be inside you all the time, I would."

"If we didn't have lives, I'd let ya." Jude smiled before capturing his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him flush against her. "Why did ya really ask me tonight? Out of all the nights, why tonight?"

Kit grinned as he began kissing down her jaw and to her neck. "Seemed like the perfect time to ask ya. We were out having fun with our friends, all people who have been waiting for me to make a decent proposal." He moved his hips slowly against hers, pulling almost all the way out before plunging back into her. "Ya come alive when yar dancing, and I couldn't think of a better time. I watched ya dancing tonight, and it happens every time. I fall in love watching ya dance. Every piece of ya. Just seeing ya with our friends, enjoying yarself, reminds me how far we've come together, and I couldn't imagine going any further without ya." He wiped at the corners of her eyes when he saw the moisture gathering there. "I've seen ya at yar best and at yar worst, and same goes for ya about me. And, I'm taking it all."

Jude caressed his cheek, nodding as she pressed her forehead to his. "Me too." And, it was true. Of everything they'd been through, everything they revealed about their pasts to each other, she'd choose him every time. His love of her dancing around without a care in the world was something she had despised about herself for years. The nights she remembered made her wince, the nights she didn't she was thankful not to. But, Kit had made her thoughts about red and drinks and bars and dancing turn back into something beloved, something cherished. And, very much something to look forward too. "I love ya, Kit."

Kit smiled against her lips. "I love ya, Jude." He kept his movements slow, wanting to make this last as they both climbed towards their peaks. Hands were everywhere. He could feel her nails digging into his lower back as his tangled back into her hair and grabbed at her hip. When he kissed along her collarbone, he shivered feeling her mouth just below his temple. "I can't wait to marry ya."

"Why wait?" Jude asked on a breath, smiling as his eyes met hers. "I don't need nothing extravagant or anything big really. You, the kids, a few friends is really all we need."

"Sounds good to me." Kit moved a bit harder, kissing along her jaw again. "What do ya think about doing this before the New Year?"

Jude hissed, eyes rolling back, as he twisted his hips. "Yes."

Kit groaned feeling her tighten around him. "We can get ya a white dress when we pick up a ring for me."

"Yeah," Jude nodded, raising her legs higher on Kit's waist.

Kit grabbed both her hips now, driving as deep into her as he could go with each thrust. "Maybe stop by a place that sells those lacy things. Lingerie I think you called it."

Jude gasped when his pubic bone started grinding against her clit. "Yes!"

"Jesus, darling," Kit grunted thinking about it, thinking about her, completely surrounded in her, "yar not gonna sleep the night of our wedding. I'm gonna fill ya up so many times that I'll drip outta ya the whole next day." He felt her thighs tremble, knew she was close to tumbling off the edge. "That sound good to you, darling?"

"Fuck, yes!" Jude cried as the pleasure wracked her body against, the hot ribbons of it wrapping around her spine. She shivered when Kit came inside her only a few seconds later, his body weight settling over comfortably as they brought their breathing back to normal. "It's only Friday night, and I love this weekend."

Kit laughed before turning onto his back, bringing her with him as he held her against his chest. Her head immediately fell over his heart, his hand back in her mused hair. He ran his other up and down her spine. "The best."

"Hey, Kit," Jude licked her lips before raising up. She rested her hands on his chest, her legs still straddling him. "I don't really think I can wear white though."

Kit frowned, cupping her jawline in his hands. "Why not?"

"Because, I haven't been able to wear white since I was a teenager, fifty-five men ago." Jude stated, rolling her eyes when Kit's eyes widened. "The devil told me so at Briarcliff. I've slept with ya and a stranger at a bar since that incident."

"Fifty-five? Wow!" Kit murmured to himself. "So, that means out of fifty-five men, I'm the best sex ya've ever had." The proud smirk that covered his face dropped before he met her eyes again. "I am the best sex ya've ever had, right?"

Jude giggled, grabbing his wrists and kissing each of his palms still cupping her face. "Yes."

"That's awesome." Kit exhaled with a grin. He grunted when she adjusted on his lap. "Honestly, I don't care what color ya wear. Ya look good in everything. I know ya think ya can't wear white because of some purity thing, but there's more than one kind of purity, Jude. There's physical purity. We're both out there. Even if we had both been virgins when we met, I woulda been rushing to the bathroom every time you started sweating over the stove. There's purity of thought. I don't know if anybody could claim that. But," he tapped her nose with his finger, "there is purity of soul, and I know ya got that. And, I'll take that over the other two."

Jude bit her lip with a smile before leaning down and kissing him, settling against his chest again. "We're really gonna do this."

Kit nodded. "We are." He caressed her cheekbone with his thumb, gazing back at her brown eyes staring at him. "If ya still want to, of course."

Jude beamed. "Yeah, I do."

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