Kai makes a grumbly sound, stepping away from the wall and smoothing his hands up and down Kurt's back to brush off bits of bark that are clinging to the scrapes there. There's a momentary twinge of concern, especially when Leo frowns at him out the window, before disappearing to get salve or something from inside. But Kurt is so happy, nuzzling and kissing him with bloody lips and sleepy, blissful grins, so Kai just backs up to lean against the table, settling his weight there so he can focus on cradling his mate close.

"If we have to," he grumps, in between kissing and gliding his tongue across the reopened bite marks, cleaning Kurt up, hands continuing to run up and down the length of their spine. Every time he shifts, he can feel his knot pulsing inside them, and the urge is pretty damn strong to just find a sunny patch and enjoy his uninterrupted time with his mate. But there's something cooking inside the cabin, and Leo will want to doctor Kurt up and there are pre-or-post-breakfast blowjobs to give, and sharing is Kai's favorite thing, deep down.

Well. Second favorite. In the few moments they get to themselves, Kai strokes the side of Kurt's face with clumsy affection, letting the bravado slide just for a moment. "Hey. Love you, mmmkay?" It's very quiet, just for them. Just for Kurt. It's not something Kai's said more than a handful of times in his entire life, all the more precious for it's rarity.