A part of him had expected Rayne to decline, so when he does lay with him, holds him, Cater feels his heart flutter. He places a hand at Rayne's neck, stroking the skin there with his thumb, and takes slow breaths to calm his heartrate. It's soothing, having a body there with him, especially after things had gotten so deeply intense. The fact that Rayne says nothing doesn't bother Cater, who always seems to have something ready to say.
For once, he can enjoy the silence, the sound of just their breathing, as they keep each other close. No one needed to ever know that they were here--it was a safe, private space, and there wouldn't be anyone coming to interrupt them. Somehow, the idea of being caught with their arms around each other was scarier than being caught just with their pants down. Mouth at Rayne's temple, Cater brushes his lips against the other boy's hair. Even though he'd been the one handled so roughly, he touches Rayne as if to soothe him.
Just as a part of Cater expected him to decline, a part of Rayne wanted to deny him, to leave without another thought. It was too dangerous to stay for so long, especially after what they'd been doing. The tendency to overthink, to believe something might be more dangerous than it actually is, was one that Rayne was privy to, especially now. That hand against his neck helps ground him, stills his mind for long enough that his hold on Cater tightens slightly.
His fingers press against Cater's side, touch careful against his skin, as if worried he might hurt him if he wasn't careful enough, regardless of how rough he'd already been with him. This couldn't become a regular occurrence, could it? Even with what he'd said, even with how he wanted to keep Cater all to himself... that was unreasonable, wasn't it?
No -- if it's unreasonable, Rayne doesn't care. Tilting his head slightly down, he shifts to press his cheek more against Cater's shoulder instead of his chin resting there, nudging close.
"... You can't tell anyone." Rayne finally mutters out, as if to double check that it was clear to Cater, too.
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For once, he can enjoy the silence, the sound of just their breathing, as they keep each other close. No one needed to ever know that they were here--it was a safe, private space, and there wouldn't be anyone coming to interrupt them. Somehow, the idea of being caught with their arms around each other was scarier than being caught just with their pants down. Mouth at Rayne's temple, Cater brushes his lips against the other boy's hair. Even though he'd been the one handled so roughly, he touches Rayne as if to soothe him.
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His fingers press against Cater's side, touch careful against his skin, as if worried he might hurt him if he wasn't careful enough, regardless of how rough he'd already been with him. This couldn't become a regular occurrence, could it? Even with what he'd said, even with how he wanted to keep Cater all to himself... that was unreasonable, wasn't it?
No -- if it's unreasonable, Rayne doesn't care. Tilting his head slightly down, he shifts to press his cheek more against Cater's shoulder instead of his chin resting there, nudging close.
"... You can't tell anyone." Rayne finally mutters out, as if to double check that it was clear to Cater, too.