For answer, the redhead leaned over the counter, letting Isaac’s hair go and bracing both arms on the formica. He spread his legs a little for balance and grinned over his shoulder at Isaac. “Come on, then, tease.” There was a jagged break in the words, formed from need and desire and the synergy between them.
“You have to let me know what you’re okay with…” He countered and gazed up at him dubiously, a wide grin splitting his face almost instantly as he leaned to press a kiss to each of his boyfriend’s chest. Tightening his hold around his length, he used his other hand to caress the other male’s rear, moaning aloud at the erotic sight of his boyfriend standing before him like this.
Summer shuddered under Isaac’s hands, letting his head drop between his shoulders and closing his eyes. He didn’t want any other distractions from what the werewolf was doing. A low, soft whine came from him, in time with Isaac’s strokes.