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Kate's hands caress Yelena's skin, touch her like she's something soft and desirable. It's everything to Yelena. She used to dream of this when she was in the Red Room. She even dreamt of it as a little girl. She wanted someone to love her, to truly care about her and Kate cares so much . It's almost overwhelming at times, how much Kate cares. Some days Yelena wonders if she even deserves Kate's love. But then Kate touches her, her gentle fingertips dancing over Yelena's arms, and Yelena can't let go of that. It's too precious, too sweet. Kate's hers.