Summer lifted his brows, beckoning to Isaac. “Come on, wolf-boy.” He ducked into the shower, yelping a little at the heat of the water.
He licked at his lips and obediently approached him, doubling over with laughter at the yelp, before plastering his front to the other male’s back, playfully nibbling at his neck.
Summer moaned softly, overbalancing a little and catching himself on the tile. He pressed his hips back, hardening cock bobbing a little, and moaned again.