"Mmmhmmm," Eliot murmured back, willing to go along and simply let this take them where it wanted to.

It was a nice reprieve in his life to slow down and enjoy the body's pleasure every so often. He usually picked up girls, but ever since he was turned, he had been wary of accidentally hurting them too. That Dean was a capable hunter was what he eventually contributed his wolf's calm to.

He kissed Dean's jaw and down his neck, slow lazy kisses that he wasn't in a hurry to speed up. "Let's see where it goes," he murmured against skin.