The hand in his hair was what did it for Soren. He bit his lip hard, moving forward and feeling his head rest in the crook of Cass' neck. His breaths were coming in wheezing gasps, and he felt his eyes squeeze tighter.
His heart was thudding hard in his chest, and he could only think of what they'd just done, a litany of Oh, God, oh, God, don't let him freak out can we just pretend this didn't happen please God, don't let him go away -