Caspian smiled against Iris’s neck when she spoke, the purr in her words sending a shiver down his spine. It had been a simple gesture, but just the fact that she had thought of pleasing him by wearing that dress after they had been away from each other for a week was endearing to him. It showed that she had been thinking about him during their time apart, just like he’d been thinking about her. Over the course of the lockdown, she’d rarely left his mind. He’d missed spending time with her, and he would have been lying if he’d said her proposition to spend a night alone hadn’t appeared once or twice… a day. There had been a reason why he’d stopped by a gas station on his way over to see her, after all.

The way she whispered his name stirred his desire for her, and he nipped at her skin with his teeth just below her jawline. He loved the way it sounded on her lips. Her breathy voice was seductive to him, and he began to wonder how long he could hide away with her without Miles or Jay noticing their absence. Discreetly, he cracked one eye open and glanced at the door. At the pub, they’d had to be careful because they had been in such an uncertain situation with no way to be safe, but now, they were secure in the capital, away from danger, and they wouldn’t risk the same consequences that they would have in the districts. With his friends veritably knocked out in the bedroom, it was their best chance to get away with crossing the line.

Feeling her hand against his cheek, Cas turned his head to meet Iris’s gaze as she told him she loved him once again. The assurance chipped away at the insecurity he’d felt upon watching Miles flirt with her, and he exhaled, [color=#b97703]“I love you too, Iris.”[/color] As her hands found their way back to his hair, he met her halfway in a kiss, intoxicated by the feeling of her body pressed against his. The sight of her in the dark scarlet dress, the touch of her hands on his skin and the scent of her in close proximity was enough to leave him feverish with lust. In that moment, they were in their own world. Miles and Jay were long gone, and no one was around to interrupt them.

With labored breaths, he slipped his arms around her back and ran his fingers over her dress until he located the zipper. Already, he could practically feel his heart beating in his throat. Having never slept with anyone before, nervous thoughts crept through the fog of passion in his mind. He didn’t know exactly what he was doing, and even though he knew what he wanted, part of him worried about what she would think if he couldn’t meet her expectations. He wanted her to enjoy it too, but a bathroom wasn’t exactly easy terrain to navigate.

Still, it was all they had to work with, and he wasn’t so nervous that he was afraid to go through with it, so he pulled the fastening of her dress, trying to keep his composure as he felt the fabric come loose. The anticipation alone was almost debilitating, and he kissed her even more zealously, his blood running hot with carnal fire.