The Edge of the Forest

Dyten gasped as his wounds were pressed against, he took a deep breath and pressed his lips back in earnest. He held the back of the male's head, running his fingers through his hair, it was so soft beneath his touch. He pulled away briefly.

"Aw man, I got blood on you.."

Leander grinned. "Don't care," he said, followed by another deep kiss.

"But I've got you tell you something important," he said, one hand on Dyten's chest while the other supported the man's head. "Can we go somewhere so we could talk?"

Dyten paused, thinking.

"I can't take you to the manor, the alpha will kick my hiney but how about the apartment? I never let anyone else in after you left..." he suggested, pondering as he tapped his chin while he thought.

Leander stood and helped the werewolf up. "That's fine," he said, unable to resist leaning in and kissing Dyten again.