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Bradley whimpered as he felt Cas’ fingers digging into his rear end albeit a bit possessively. The blonde blushed even more as his mate began biting and sucking marks onto his skin. He breathed heavily, groaning as he pulled Cas closer to him. 

“It might,” Bradley murmured softly, leaning into the light kissing on his cheek. “Are you making me yours then?” he purred softly as he pressed his body against his mate’s, holding onto him tight.

Bradley hummed again as Cas nuzzled their heads together. “No.. Just… worried about what might be in store, if your powers are coming back. That can’t mean good things in the future, from whoever put us here,” he murmured before smiling at the soft moans he was drawing out from his mate. “But… for now, perhaps we should have our own little special session? Some mate bonding?” he mused, nipping a little harder.

Bradley whimpered as Cas dragged his nose along his neck, feeling the soft inhalation along his skin. He trembled before shaking his head as he licked his lips. “N-No…” he admitted softly. “…I…I’ve missed this with you. Everything.”

Bradley let out a small squeak of surprise as he felt gentle nips on his neck. “C-Cas…” he whimpered softly, though he didn’t protest as he held the former darkling closer. “S-Someone could show up right this minute though…” The blonde breathed, his cheeks flushed as he made small noises.

“Don’t remind me.”

“I apologize.”

The blonde hummed as Cas nuzzled his neck, cradling him tightly as he let the other do as he pleased. “Can you smell me?” he mused softly as he tenderly kissed the other’s earlobe. “I hope my scent’s on you too, just so they know that I’m yours…” he murmured.

The former darkling dragged his fingers over Bradley’s hips as he slid his hands under his mate’s shirt. “I haven’t smelt you like this since the asylum.” He murmured. “I smell me on you when you are not with me.”

“Very well. You might prove useful. Guess we will only have to see in the future.”

“I will be around. It does not appear that we will be leaving this place any time soon.”

“Perfect. What a good man.” Carmen smiled, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder. “Even if it means doing terrible things?”

“I have done many terrible things before. It does not bother me.”

Bradley chuckled before pulling Cas a little closer, setting the book down as he wrapped his arms around the other. “Alright, then I’ll pick a book I like next time,” he mused softy as he continued patting his mate.

Cas nuzzled his head against Bradley’s neck, breathing in his scent. Maybe he was spending more time with Bradley, but his scent was stronger. Almost as if he could smell the blood in Bradley’s veins again. “I’ve missed your smell.” He whispered.