Intense. That was the only word to describe his stolen moments with Bodhi. Just an intense, insane connection when they were stuck in the moment together like this. The other wolf was seated in his lap and every last, thick inch was pressed inside the tanned wolf, a mess of slick and precome as he rolled his hips into the boy, digging his cock in and out in short, careful burst as his lips stole every last moan, whimper and sound for himself. His kisses hungry, and filled to the brim with open desire and want, he was making a spot to hit that sweet spot inside the beautiful boy in his lap again, and again. He wanted him to come completely, and totally undone. He wanted to come inside him, and again and again. Sol wanted neither one of them to leave this bed for days till they’d had their fill of this sexual connection but..god knows days would’nt be enough to sate his hunger. Not proper. “You were made to take cock. You know that?” He teased against the others lips, biting on them as he reached a hand down the small of the boys back before grabbing his ass as he fucked it.