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[ Nate licks his lips as he watches Caitlin works her shirt open; he’s offer his help but he knows he’d fumble just as bad, preferring to just watch her and not complicate things. He knows his eyes are wide, pupils blown as he looks at Caitlin, taking her in as much as he can because he isn’t sure he will ever get to again, and he might as well make the most of it, wanting to touch, kiss, and taste every inch of skin she reveals as she undies her shirt.

While she’s still unbuttoning it, Nate leans in, pressing his lips to her collarbone, eyes closing as he breathes in, before moving down, kissing his way to the swell of her breast, taking his time to just feel the beat of her heart underneath. ]