The empath shuddered slightly, making a deep moan at the warmth of Isaac’s hand. “C’mon c’mon …” he whimpered.
Trembling as he held his hips flush against his boyfriend’s rear, he nodded and slowly pulled out, only to thrust back in, immediately setting up a gentle, but deep pace. “O-oh…I love you….”
All Summer could do at that point was make various noises indicative of pleasure. “We’re — we’re doing this again when — ngh — god Isaac — when I’m female … ” he managed to force out, between whimpers, rocking back in tune with the werewolf’s rhythm.