damn right

Isn't that what friends are for? he asked her, and Cascade chuckled. "Only if that friend is you, Valen," she laughed with a teasing lick aiming to smooth the fur of his neck. He pressed his face into the side of her neck, and surprised but pleased she sought to curve her neck to return the favor, practically purring at the warmth and comfort. She aimed to press a series of delicate nibbles along his neck as he pulled away from her, and she was surprised at the rush of relief at his words. It won't be. She'd been playing it cool, cucumber cool, but damn she'd needed this almost as much as she'd craved his friendship, and knowing she could have her figurative cake and figuratively eat it too was almost overwhelmingly a relief. She thought for sure she'd fucked this up, and not in a fun way. It was his next words that drew another husky laugh from her throat as he lifted off her enough for her to squirm around onto her belly and raise herself to her paws before him. "Yes, let's," she agreed simply, grinning over her shoulder at him, mismatched eyes heavy with desire. Somehow the ache of her need felt amplified, and she couldn't help but press back against him. "Please Valen," she yipped softly.