so, baby, can we dance? [ adora + catra ]

[catchtheseclaws]

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[catchtheseclaws]

Catra figures that the real point of Big Emotional Conversations is probably to, like... work through issues, or say stuff that needs to be said, or whatever. But as far she's concerned, the real point is: she gets to kiss Adora at the end, and Adora gets to look like that, all kiss-blushed and bright eyed.

"Wow, right in Darla's cockpit?" Catra puts on a scandalized expression, but she leans in to press little kisses over Adora's cheek, the corner of her lips, her nose. Just exploring. "That's bold. Anybody could see us."

(Not unless there's aliens crawling on the forward window.)

"I think I can get onboard with that plan, though," Catra hums, and catches Adora in another proper kiss. "We've got a few hours until we get to that star. I think kissing is a great way to kill that time."