'cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart

[selfie_centered]

♦️🌹

and in the sea that's painted black
creatures lurk below the deck
but you're a queen and I'm a lionheart

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[selfie_centered]

[Cater is fine with not moving immediately, with trying to wait out some of the sensitivity of it all. between them the heat still feels so strong, though it won't be long before they calm down and feel the chill of being naked. that's fine. for now, this is fine.

letting go of his own wrist, he presses his palm flat to Riddle's back, thumb rubbing over Riddle's spine. a deep breath in, a sigh— right. back to Wonderland, Cater.]

You okay?

[gentle, quiet. like if they move too much or speak too loud, something might break.]

[crimsontyrant]

[ Slowly but surely, his breathing begins to settle. Sure, he still trembles whenever he shifts, still feels so overwhelmed from all of everything, but he's good. Happy, to be here like this with Cater. It'll hit him later, the realization of all they'd done.

For now? He nods against Cater, slow and careful. He feels it too, the quiet that dares to break if they're too loud, if they move too fast. ]

Mmhm, [ He hums out in response, squirming ever so slightly. ]

And you...?

[selfie_centered]

[overwhelming is definitely the word for it. that's why, perhaps, Cater doesn't let himself settle into the panic that might normally follow. there'll be time later to overthink this.]

Yeah. I'm fine.

[a little sensitive still, sure, especially since Riddle can't seem to sit still, but it's not like Cater blames him.

...man, he didn't even think about cleanup or anything. what's up, Diamond? you really needed to hit it that bad? sheesh.

Cater makes a little noise, though. he... can't jump to making jokes like that in his head. way too soon.]

Let me know when you wanna, mm.

Get up, or... y'know.

[don't ask his brain to work.]