[Cater's lips are curled into a smile as Fearless presses into him. There was a part of him that wanted to explain how Fearless had always had permission, or maybe that he didn't even need it--but such thoughts were quickly hushed. Who even cared, right now, when they were already on the same page?
There's no hurry behind this kiss, unlike the hungry frenzy from the one they shared in the Nest. Neither of them was any less authentic than the other, but the energy had shifted completely, at some point. The tension from his earlier deflection melts away as his body settles down against the one beneath it, his own hands sliding up into Fearless' hair for a second time that night.]
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There's no hurry behind this kiss, unlike the hungry frenzy from the one they shared in the Nest. Neither of them was any less authentic than the other, but the energy had shifted completely, at some point. The tension from his earlier deflection melts away as his body settles down against the one beneath it, his own hands sliding up into Fearless' hair for a second time that night.]