[ derek reaches up instead — his own hands are come-free, though he has a dark urge to gather up a palmful and rub it into her tits, over her throat. she's going to shower anyway, who would it hurt to mark her? ]
[ but he has better control over the wolf than that. ]
[ his hands cup her face, and he kisses her softly, chastely: if it wasn't on the mouth it would almost be acceptable in polite company. he kisses cora like she's precious, and then draws her back, separates them. ]
I love you. You know that, right?
[ they don't say it much. derek doesn't like to make himself vulnerable like that. but he needs to, right now, needs to reassure the both of them that he loves her, even if it's not quite in the right way. ]
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[ but he has better control over the wolf than that. ]
[ his hands cup her face, and he kisses her softly, chastely: if it wasn't on the mouth it would almost be acceptable in polite company. he kisses cora like she's precious, and then draws her back, separates them. ]
I love you. You know that, right?
[ they don't say it much. derek doesn't like to make himself vulnerable like that. but he needs to, right now, needs to reassure the both of them that he loves her, even if it's not quite in the right way. ]