He kisses her back, his chest pressing firmly to hers, strong arms wrapping around her waist.

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Nothing felt better than being in Ty's arms. She felt safe, warm and loved when his arms were around her. "Let's go to bed," she mumbled against his mouth.

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"Very brief shower." he adds, but doesn't argue in the least. He trusts her, and this is definitely a very new step and place for their relationship... along with the whole proposal thing.

"Bed sounds good."

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"I just needed to be wet," she said. "My skin was feeling tight."

Cait slipped out of his arms and stepped out of the shower. She held out a hand to him. "Come, my love."

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Not even any clothes to transmute this time, and as she steps away, he can't help but look her over again. His thoughts mixing with appreciation, remembering just how beautiful she is, and less pure things, especially regarding 'wet and tight' after her comments - he pushes a few of the latter back for sake of keeping calm, and moves to follow once he takes her hand.

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Those thoughts didn't go unnoticed and Cait turned a little red. She walked with him to their bed and then stretched out on one side.

She looked at him and smiled. Ty was perfect in her eyes. He'd always look better than anyone else.

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He tries to keep his thoughts reined in, having to pause just a few moments to take some deep breaths and imagine what cold, as in cold shower might really feel like, then he crawls into bed, making space for her to snuggle up to him.

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Cait snuggled up next to Ty. Life was pretty damn perfect at the moment. She sent a silent thank you to the gods.

She smiled and then kissed along his jawline.

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"Mmm, that's nice." he groans softly, tilting his head a bit. "We should sleep... like this... more often."

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Cait smiled and then kissed him on the mouth. "We can, my love. Every night if we want."

She kissed him again, this time deeper and longer.

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There's a momentary spike of hervousness, but it passes as he settles into the kiss, returning it with more passion. This is all a big change - a very big change, in many ways. But its one he wants, and one he put a lot of thought into in order to get up the nerve to propose.

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Cait felt the spike. In fact she felt all of his emotions as strongly as she felt her own due to the unusually strong link they shared tonight. She was strangely calm and she sent that feeling along the link to him almost wrapping him in it and the love she held for him.

She was content with kissing, even though the kisses may have been a little demanding.

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Kissing like this is a little different from any of their other makeout sessions. It takes some getting used to, but when he gets there, he's finding he really likes it. That helps ease his mind as he stops worrying, and just focuses on the pleasure in her mind, on the feel of her, on her.

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Cait could feel his worry lessen and she smiled. "I love you," she whispered. "I always will."

She traced lightly along his chest with the tips of her fingers.

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He sighs softly, contentedly, shifting and letting her move her hand as she likes, savoring the feel of the contact.

"I love you too. Always."

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Cait smiled and reached over to take his hand with hers. She brought his arm across his body and put his hand on the curve of her hip. He was allowed and encouraged to touch her.

She put hers on his hip and then kissed him again. She had spent nights sleeping in his arms, but tonight was different. Tonight was special and she savored the feel of his body.

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Another brief spike, but this, too, dies down when he gets her reassurance. His hand roams over the curve of her hip, then up her side. He's never felt her like this - well, with anything but his mustache... which this is definitely a different situation. Thank goodness.

He kisses her harder, shifting to press against her more.

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Cait groaned a little at the feel of his body pressing up against her. It felt exquisite and she wasn't shy about letting him know how it felt over their link.

Cait decided to be a little daring and moved her hand from his hip around to his backside for a small grope.

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The physical feel of her is amazing, but nothing compared to the feel of her mind right now over their link. The shift of her hand is a surprise, but emboldens him enough to cautiously move a hand to one breast.

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Cait groaned at the feel of his hand on her breast and let him know how good it felt. It sent little shocks of electricity through her. Her hand traced lightly over the curve of his ass and to his lower back. It pressed against him, bringing their bodies closer.

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He presses more tightly to her, trying to stay relaxed and just enjoy the intimacy. Her pleasure and comfort does make it easier, though he still pauses here and there, taking reassurance from her signals and reminding himself that everything is still alright.

His grip tightens a little, caressing her breast, stroking his thumb over her nipple, very gently, tentatively at first, then a bit harder.

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Cait groaned at the firmer touch. "That feels good," she mumbled against his lips. Even though she didn't have to tell him because he knew how it felt to her through their link.

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I... want to make you happy. So if... if there's anything you want... I don't... well, you know I don't have any experience.
he replies across the link, a little self-conscious, but reassured that she's reacting well. He gently nudges the pleasure centers in her brain telepathically, even as he warms his hand up, focusing on stimulating the nerves his hand moves across as much as possible - science is somehow easier to think about and avoid nervousness than realizing he's actually sort of having sex.

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Just being with you makes me happy. Everything else is a bonus. I don't have any experience either, but I think I... Heat rose in her cheeks as she thought about what she wanted. Instead of telling him, she sent him a mental image.

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His brain skips a couple beats, his hands tremble a little, losing their steady grip, and he forgets he doesn't need to breathe. It takes a little bit of guidance to settle back down - but its natural enough, right?

I... like that thought. You sure you're ready?

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