Kurt relishes in the shower of kisses, the moment of respite while Corrigan teases and caresses them, so they can catch their breath. It's been so long since they've felt like this, hot and liquid inside and out, skin beading with sweat, sticky with come, their body fully splayed out beneath someone, intimate and willingly vulnerable. For a moment, they almost feel...guilty. Like this should be more harrowing, more frightening and distressing than it is, like it shouldn't be this easy. Did none of the pain and horror they suffered actually leave a mark? Irrevocably change them?

But then Corrigan's fingers are inside them, and they know that's not true. Of course they're changed. As their legs spread wider and their spine arches off the furs, hungry moans leaving their lips to fill the quiet night air, Kurt knows they're braver now. Fearless. They know they're changed because his touch has never felt so perfect, so welcome, so needed the way it does now. Their body eagerly takes him inside, urges him deeper, already burning for more—and part of them wonders if just taking Corrigan tonight will even be enough to quell that roaring flame.

They might not be truly sated until each of their beloved mates have gotten a chance to leave their mark on them, in them, all over them once more. Until someone's seed finally takes.

"Y-Yes! I'm ready, Alpha, I'm ready for you, please," they gasp, bucking their hips into his hand. Kurt's hands grasp uselessly at the air for a moment before they find Corrigan's frame, grasping him tightly, pulling him closer. "Need you, n-need your cock inside me, Alpha, please, hurry— aah—! Fuck me, Corrigan, right now, d-don't make me wait anymore."