The Beta is immediately soothed by Corrigan's affections, the kiss to his wrist prompting a release of breath he's been holding in for a while. For as much as he whines and gripes and rolls his eyes at him, the Alpha is still the center of his world, still the axis on which everything turns, his one constant to anchor him when storms roll in from the past. Gods and spirits only know where Naseer would be now if not for Corrigan. He saved him all those years ago. He continues to save him now.

Just as he has saved their mate. The fear and trauma that left them bawling and near catatonic earlier is eased away with every kiss, every gentle reassuring word, every caress by those same hands that ease Naseer's own ghosts. They look so small and pale curled up against Corrigan, shivering from his touch.

How anyone could bring themself to hurt such a precious being is a mystery to him. No one will ever hurt them like that again.

"Um... I th-think that's fine," Kurt says, feeling the line of tension in their shoulders give way from the kiss to their claiming bite. Being surrounded by all of their mates through the night doesn't sound so overwhelming anymore. If anything, it makes them feel safer. Protected from ghosts in the night.

Having convinced themself, they close their eyes and nod firmly, settling fully against Corrigan. "Y-Yes, Alpha, I'll be all right."