➤ cate dunlap x gn!reader
⤷ cw: implied smut, meant to be pre-s1!cate, maybe a bit ooc!cate (hopefully not, idk lol), short drabble.
it was no secret how touch-starved cate was—she wasn't subtle, why would she? why would she hide how much she wanted you? how much she needed you around?
it was weird, at first; having to walk around campus while feeling so clingy towards you—while the only thing on her mind was to sneak into your dorm and finally have you all to herself—, though the nerves and slight embarrassment died down when you reassured her you loved that part of her.
cate dunlap needed that love, and it meant the world coming from you.
so, every day at night, she was with you—cuddled and wrapped around your body like she belonged there. whether you guys were watching something, making out, or simply enjoying each others' presence, she lived for intimate moments with you. she lived for feeling your hands on her body, your skin against hers, and wished she could have her bare fingers around yours.
she could, obviously, cate dunlap could do anything if she truly put her mind into it, but she was terrified. despite how many times you had talked about it—about her powers, about her trauma, about her not being a monster—, it still wasn't enough to calm her troubled mind.
not until one night, where your lips wouldn't leave hers no matter what, where your palms slowly roamed over every part of her sensitive body. when your digits faintly brushed against the hem of her long, black gloves, she froze—goosebumps covering her skin—. you felt the stare of her gorgeous blue eyes the moment you broke the kiss, heart pounding at the mixture of desire and hesitation visible in her orbs.
you would never push cate to do anything she didn't want to, yet the words "i trust you, can i?" left your swollen lips without doubt. sure, she was the most attractive girl you had ever seen—her body moved with calculated precision, her voice sounded like sin and paradise—, but sex with her had never been on the top of your to-do list.
you got your reply as she leaned in again, pressing her lips against yours delicately—fearful, vulnerable. she was opening up to you in a way she had never done with anyone else, not even herself. to believe she could control herself, especially in such a situation, was something she had trouble even thinking about.
but she knew she could rely on you, she knew she could trust you, and you had always been the one to hold power over her rather than the other way around—which was usually what happened—.
you took your time—you allowed her to warm up before undressing her, you took pleasure in kissing every part of her flesh and listening attentively to her little reactions. and when there was no trace of hesitation left in her eyes, you tenderly pulled the fine gloves down her forearm, exposing her pale skin.
cate's new life hadn't been easy, but you were the best thing to had ever happened to her—and that night, where she was finally allowed to crumble, you only proved even more how perfect you were.
she just hoped she wouldn't fuck it up.
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