Kenneth felt the last moments of consciousness slip from him. It was clear to him in those last few breaths that he had grossly underestimated both Varick and Shannon. When his body finally laid still, Varick could almost feel the release and he whined as he drew his tongue over Shannon's leg, feeling where it had been bitten.
They'd kept each other safe, or as safe as possible. He couldn't stop nuzzling in against the other, his whimpers quieting quickly once he assured himself that Shannon was all right.
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