[ He purrs, vibrates with happiness for being praised. He wants to wrap his legs around his waist but holds back when he kisses him. Gavin nips at his bottom lip then licks at the pinprick wounds.
Maybe it's the mix of everything, but a spike of confidence gets past his instincts. He presses his thumbs gently into Hank's beard as he pulls away, licking his own lips. His eyes shine. ]
Say my name.
[ His real name. This newfound bond between them isn't fully settled and Gavin's primal brain can sense it. Call him his name, Hank, and claim him. ]
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Maybe it's the mix of everything, but a spike of confidence gets past his instincts. He presses his thumbs gently into Hank's beard as he pulls away, licking his own lips. His eyes shine. ]
Say my name.
[ His real name. This newfound bond between them isn't fully settled and Gavin's primal brain can sense it. Call him his name, Hank, and claim him. ]