[ God, but that feels right. Every sound Gavin makes, every shudder and gasp just fills Hank with satisfaction. Even Gavin's claws digging into his shoulders just make him growl louder, purring low and deep as he marks Gavin as his. His pack. His wolf. The only one.
He's not here for the taste though. Once he's bitten deep and savored the blood that spilled from the mark, Hank pulls back. He's panting, his pupils blown wide and amber eyes bright. Fuck, he's hard. What the fuck. ]
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He's not here for the taste though. Once he's bitten deep and savored the blood that spilled from the mark, Hank pulls back. He's panting, his pupils blown wide and amber eyes bright. Fuck, he's hard. What the fuck. ]
Fuck, Reed... You sound... I...
[ Fuck!! ]