The Forgotten Twin

Percy climbed into the seat after Pax, pressing his lips to the male’s neck before moving down his naked chest. God the male was gorgeous and he wanted to keep him forever. “So gorgeous.” He purred, fingers digging into the male’s hips. He sat back and looked the male over, hands running  over the man’s body. He reached up to take his own shirt off before leaning  down to press their lips together, hands reaching down to grip onto Pax’s  ass as he started grinding down against him. 

Percy felt smug as the male checked him out once again, practically  radiating the pride, knowing he looked good. Though he was lucky that Pax gave him the time of day honestly. “Oh I don’t want you to  control your hands.” He purred, having no problem walking backwards out the door and towards his car that wasn’t too far away from the door. “You’re perfect.” He nearly growled, returning the kiss as he reached behind him to get the door to his car open. He wished his car was four doors right  now, cursing himself for getting a two door car. He broke away from the kiss to reach down to lift the seat up so it was easier for them to move to the back. “C’mon.” 

“And lucky you.” Percy grinned brightly, reaching out for the male’s hand and kissing the back of it. He couldn’t wait to  have the male all to himself. He wanted to see just how loud he could get Pax to be. “I wouldn’t mind that, though I don’t want anyone but me seeing you naked.” He tugged the male  out towards his 1969 Mustang that his mother left for him. 

“Sounds like my type.” Percy hummed, tugging the male closer to him, brushing their lips together gently, though he had to lean up some to reach Pax’s face. He hoped he could keep control so he didn’t lose the male’s company. He bit back a growl at the male’s moan and looked over at the other werewolf, deciding he wasn’t his problem anymore. Hunters could deal with him, right now he wanted the male in his bed. “You got yourself a deal. Name’s Percy.”