Utterly ignoring the way his body felt, Summer wrapped his arms, with some difficulty, around Isaac, and locked their mouths together. He whimpered slightly, desperate to show the werewolf how much he loved him.
Mewling and falling against his boyfriend’s chest as he was held, Isaac slid his hands under Summer’s back to gently crush him against his chest, shivering into the passionate kiss. He was content to just lay here forever with the other male.
They lay there blissed out for some time, drowning in the afterglow. Occasionally Summer would whisper Isaac’s name, or some faint curse. At last the chill of the air on their bare skin made the redhead start to shiver, despite the fact that he was half under very warm werewolf.