Redhawk Caldera Overture: JCS

We can probably slap that conception icon on here. <_<
Feel free to skip over to the aftermath in your next post, haha.

When she bit into him, Phox returned the gesture. His lip curled, and he felt the pent up emotions of the past weeks begin to boil beneath the surface. In so many instances, he had deferred to her, allowing himself to be a doormat (or something close to it) for much of their relationship. Something about today was different, though. Maybe, if he'd recalled last year, he would have remembered that it was the one time he had really stood up for himself around her.

When she shoved her shoulder into him, it was the only nudge he needed. She was his. And he would have her.