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Peter & David: Morning After Arrival
It had been luck that had lead Peter to this lone wolf of a ranger, living out in his cabin in the middle of nowhere. The perfect place for laying low and figuring out what the hell he was going to do. After leaving Beacon Hills there was a lot he had to figure out as he escaped the things he had done to start anew. Nevermind that he'd been driven insane by the fire and coma while he had done them.
During his first night here Peter had left the pullout futon he'd been given and snuck up into bed with the attractive wolf, finding the actual bed in the place much more comfortable. That it came with a warm body to wrap around was a plus.
So, in the morning light, Peter was content. He had an arm around David and had him tucked back fitting perfectly against him, face buried against the back of the man's neck, and pleasant dreams that would likely leave the other wolf with no illusions as to whether or not Peter found the man attractive, what with the evidence thick in the air and pressed up against the other wolf's behind.
During his first night here Peter had left the pullout futon he'd been given and snuck up into bed with the attractive wolf, finding the actual bed in the place much more comfortable. That it came with a warm body to wrap around was a plus.
So, in the morning light, Peter was content. He had an arm around David and had him tucked back fitting perfectly against him, face buried against the back of the man's neck, and pleasant dreams that would likely leave the other wolf with no illusions as to whether or not Peter found the man attractive, what with the evidence thick in the air and pressed up against the other wolf's behind.
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His head fell back as Peter's hips moved and David felt the full length of his cock moving in the palm of his hand. "Pete-" He began before feeling the hot press of his lips and the force presence of his tongue. David's head swam as he attempted to match Peter's force and greed. A low moan vibrated in his chest only to be muffled by their kiss.
David wasn't the strongest wer but he wasn't the weakest either and yet he felt Peter move him easily, pinning him completely against the bed as he stripped the their pants away and kicked them off the bed. "Fuck." It took a lot to get David to swear and yet the world tumbled easily from his lips.
Dark eyes looked up at Peter as he felt the scolding each of his erection against Peter's. "I don't-" He breathed heavily. "-think that'll be hard."