Just like Adora's 'I have a secret I'm not supposed to share' giddiness is so well-known that nobody thinks twice about it, so too is Catra's screeching and yowling when Adora's dragging her to do something she desperately doesn't want to do.

It's a weird place to be fighting over whether she's hitting the showers, but that must be what everyone assumes is happening when she lets loose a sharp cry and jerks her elbow back into Adora's side, her ear flicking wildly against the bite. Her tail and spine stiffen, the press of Adora's chest and stomach against Catra's back suddenly incredibly present, and Catra can't ignore the strength of her arms around her waist or the sudden surge of arousal that flares hot and demanding.

The appropriate thing to do about it is, of course, tear her head down to chomp on Adora's arm. That's what she gets for bringing teeth into this.