***Author's note: This is a lemon chapter. Please skip to the next chapter if this is not something you want to read or are comfortable with. :) ****

The moment the door closed, Mal threw the lock into place and marched over to dump the basket and blanket on a desk. Evie couldn't agree more. Tension hovered over them ever since they left Queen Belle's office and, now that Ben finally visited and confirmed that they weren't in trouble, they could finally start to let go.

Without a word, Mal grabbed Jay's arm and yanked him closer, lips crashing against his. He was more than willing to go along with her now that the wait was over.

Once she was satisfied they were going to be fine taking care of each other, Evie turned her attention to Carlos. Curled against the headboard, her pup met her gaze, unconsciously leaning towards her. Eyes soft, she closed the distance between them. Fingers intertwining with his, she rested her forehead against his, relaxing at the gentle rush of his breath across her skin.

"Are you alright with this?" she murmured. As desperately as she wanted to reassure herself they were fine, they were safe, she would rather die than ask for something Carlos couldn't give. When he nodded, she squeezed his hand softly. "Can you speak?"

"Yes," he whispered.

With his consent properly given, Evie cupped his jaw and trailed her lips over his. As his eyes fluttered, lashes dark against his pale skin, she took a moment to admire him. Fine features. Sharp and handsome cheekbones. Constellations of freckles.

Touch light, she guided his hands to her corset. Deft fingers easily working the laces, Carlos shifted just enough to let her begin ridding him of his vest and shirt. Once her corset fell away, Evie gently broke the kiss with a soft lick to his lower lip. Then, slowly, putting on a show, she got off the bed and let her dress fall to the floor to pool around her feet.

His gaze drifted over her body, and for a split second she thought he was frowning, but when she blinked there was nothing but adoration in his eyes. "Your turn," she told him and he slid from the bed to strip off the rest of his clotheswhile she returned to the bed. The sound of a corset hitting the floor made him roll his eyes and Evie giggle. Mal and Jay weren't holding back tonight.

The dim light warmed the color of Carlos's hair as he shimmied out of his pants and Evie couldn't help but think that if Mal wasn't so distracted and tense this would be a perfect moment for her to sketch.

Across the room, she could hear Mal and Jay "battling" for dominance, but her interest was in the boy shivering in the chilled airbefore her. "Come here, pup," Evie cooed, opening her arms for him. Soft, chocolate brown eyes found hers and she smiled. "My sweet boy."

Immediately, Carlos closed the distance between them, letting her guide him into a kiss. Warm lips parted for her and Evie took her time tasting him, tongue gliding along his. Each quiet whimper gently heated her blood and she settled her hands on his hips. Melting into her touch, Carlos licked into her mouth.

Lips never leaving his, Evie traced patterns over his skin, trailed her fingers along the scars littering his body. Hers. Theirs. Every scar proof he was still alive despite everything the world did to try and steal him from them. A gentle bump of his nose against hers broke her away from her thoughts. With a soft smile, she stroked his hair. He was right. The only thing that mattered was right here right now.

Cuddling into her arms, Carlos kissed along the curve of her throat and Evie hummed. As much as she loved being with Jay and Mal, there was something so sweet and adoring about the way Carlos touched her that would forever soothe her. Fingers calloused from hard work glided over her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard little pebbles.

"Mmmm," Evie sighed, playing with his hair, admiring how soft it was now that they were in Auradon. "Go down for me?" she asked, careful to make it a question he could say no to.

Instead, he nodded and ran his fingers over her breasts one last time.Soft lips kissed a line down her body and she let herself relax back into the bed. Eyes closing, she focused on the reassuring weight and heat of Carlos above her as he moved lower and lower until his clever tongue found her core. Unlike the way he used it to tease and taunt with sharp words, he was slow and sensual as he used it to worship her body.

Quivering, Evie arched into the wet warmth of his mouth. Another gentle lap of his tongue and Evie shuddered out her orgasm, pleasure rippling through her in long, slow waves. "Carlos," she sighed as she guided him back up for a kiss.

"E," he whimpered, nuzzling into her hand as she stroked his hair.

"That was wonderful, little pup. Thank you." When he whined, Evie smiled and, scratching softly at his scalp, sucked a slow, deep mark on his pulse. "My turn," she whispered in his ear, preening when he trembled.

Still pressing soft kisses to his jaw and head, she ran a hand along his chest, slowly petting him. "You're so cute, little pup. So good for us." At a particularly needy whine, she repeated the movement, nails scratching softly over his chest. "Is this okay?"

Two soft taps against her shoulder answered.

"Good boy. Let me know if that changes."

Another two taps and a nod.

Ever since they implemented this system, it had been easier for all of them; Carlos could still communicate even when he wasn't able to speak, and the rest of them were able to get clearer and more reassuring consent.

His skin gradually warmed beneath her fingers and she took her time teasing him, stroking along his chest, his torso, his hips. Every little shiver she coaxed from him made her smile and she continued to whisper gentle praise in his ear. Once he was curling against her, his whimpers pleading and needy, Evie turned her attention lower. The whine he let out as her fingers caressed his cock was perfect and she kissed the claim on his pulse as a reward. Immediately, he melted, going nearly limp as he panted softly, breath brushing her skin.

"So sweet for me," she breathed, fingers gliding over his hard cock, earning a twitch. "Want me to make you feel good?"

Hazy chocolate eyes watched her through dark lashes as he pressed two little kisses against her breast.

"Mouth?"

Four taps.

"Just my hand?"

Two kisses.

"Good boy."

Lips meeting his, Evie stroked him slow and deep, swallowing his whines and moans.Safe. They were safe. A locked door between them and the world. Food ready for them when they were done. Jay would heal. Carlos and Mal were uninjured. Her darling pup trembled, his whines warning her that he was getting close.

"It's okay," she soothed, free hand moving to stroke his hair. "Let go, Los. Cum for me."

A shudder rippled through him as he spilled over her fingers and she worked him carefully through the high. As he came down, Evie scattered kisses over his forehead and cheeks. "Good boy."

With a content whimper, he nuzzled into her shoulder and let himself go limp. Settling them into a comfortable position, Evie glanced across the room to the other bed. Mal was currently on top, Jay pinned beneath her as she took full advantage of her control, riding him hard for her own pleasure. Not that Jay cared. As long as he was buried inside her, he enjoyed it. Eventually he'd take control for himself, but that was just that; a need for control. To be able to have power.

A soft rumble turned her attention from their packmates to the boy she was resting against.

"Hungry?" she smiled and he nodded, blushing faintly.

Kissing his chest, Evie slid from beneath the blankets. The air was cold against her skin as she glided over to the basket and dug through it. Ben had been surprisingly thorough. There was a variety of foods and she recognized several of their favorites in the selection. Interesting. At lunch with the Queen the same foods were present. The prince was paying close attention. It wasn't particularly dangerous information for him to have so Evie wouldn't bother mentioning it.

Food in hand, Evie returned to the bed. Carlos lifted the blankets for her and she settled back under the warm blankets. Side by side, they cuddled as they ate, watching as Mal and Jay scratched and nipped one another.

"I will never understand them," Carlos muttered, rolling his eyes. Evie laughed and kissed him.

He tasted like chocolate.