Their legs and their hands intertwined upon the bed as both Caitlyn and Hunter made themselves comfortable atop her bed’s duvet cover. His fingers took hold of the very fabric of this comforter while feeling her bring him down to her for the instigation of this makeout. Small moans left both of their lips as they grew desperate for air, but also reluctant to pull away from each other. It had become clear to them both that this kiss shared between the two of them had been something stronger than lust or even love. It was whatever they were; for lack of a better term-addicted to each other. This showed in the way they clawed at each other, distressed until that next kiss. Silently, Hunter carried his touch to her leg, pulling them further around his back before then pulling her upright upon
