Peter's hand touched David, sliding down along the man's side, down to his leg. His hand curling over his thigh and bringing it back as Peter moved a knee between the other wolves' legs. Forcing them apart. Then sliding his hand back up to smooth over the wolf's abdomen.

"Nothing. I am imposing on you. I will eat whatever you wish to feed more." Peter then grinned a bit, moving to speak against the back of the man's neck. "I can think of one particularly yummy snack I could eat up right now... if you were willing to let me."