[It was frustrating enough that he couldn't just have Rayne come over to his house. He texts Rayne the location of the closest hotel before heading out to meet him there--location hardly mattered, as long as he could see the other teen.
Wary of the gang activity even as a Crested, Cater clings tightly to his magical pen the whole way there, only relaxing when he catches sight of Rayne from the building's entrance. Before saying anything at all, he reaches out to grab the other boy by the back of the neck and bring him in for a kiss.]
[ The activity around was... concerning, to say the least, but Rayne's not all that concerned with it. He'd rather get to Cater as soon as possible, to be able to pull him in, to press his hands against him, to clutch him close--
He doesn't take his time, doesn't wander. He approaches Cater with ease, with the confidence of someone who knew what he was there for, knew who he was there to see. And, as he's brought in for a kiss, who is he to not comply? Their designations spoke for themselves, but more than that.
He wants to feel the other's lips on his. Rayne returns it easily, moving his hand from his pocket to instead reach out and grab at Cater's waist, to pull him a little closer. ]
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Wary of the gang activity even as a Crested, Cater clings tightly to his magical pen the whole way there, only relaxing when he catches sight of Rayne from the building's entrance. Before saying anything at all, he reaches out to grab the other boy by the back of the neck and bring him in for a kiss.]
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He doesn't take his time, doesn't wander. He approaches Cater with ease, with the confidence of someone who knew what he was there for, knew who he was there to see. And, as he's brought in for a kiss, who is he to not comply? Their designations spoke for themselves, but more than that.
He wants to feel the other's lips on his. Rayne returns it easily, moving his hand from his pocket to instead reach out and grab at Cater's waist, to pull him a little closer. ]