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Casey couldn't help but let out a soft laugh of amusement as he wrapped his arms around Sigmund's waist from behind. He pressed a kiss against the center of his back, just in between his shoulderblades before he let out a soft sigh.

"You know, I almost believe you," he mumbled, "Well, about the eating part."

Graham came over to kneel down so that he could pluck Julian up, and he held the little guy against his chest as he ruffled a hand through the pups fur.

"If they're full blood, it happens, though I'm not sure if Julian and Miah are," he said as he tipped his head to the side, "I think Wen said their grandfather is a wolf. So, maybe that's it. A hidden gene in the family pool, plus their father," he added before he handed Julian over to Darby. "Want to hold him, he won't bite."

"You should believe me," Sigmund nodded. "I would be very jealous, possessive. You're mine in a way that I'm not sure you can fully understand." He glanced over his shoulder and smiled a little at Casey before he grabbed the shampoo and lathered up his hair all quick-like. Turning around, he lathered up Casey too, massaging his fingers over his head.

"So Hunter was a little wolf like this?" He took the puppy, supporting him under the arms and holding him up where he could get a good look at him. He turned him back and forth with a scrutinizing eye. "Thank you for bringing back my controller," he told Julian politely.

Some people might not have enjoyed being spoken of as if they were a possession, but Casey very much liked it. He liked that Sigmund wanted him so much, and of course he knew that he was more to the wolf than just a thing.

"What if one day you wake up and you're sick of me?" Casey teased with a half grin as he tipped his head up so that Sigmund could lather up his hair.

"Yes, and no matter what you hear, he was a terror," Graham said fondly as he sat down on the edge of the bed again, "So was Austin," he added as he watched Darby eye Julian.

The little white pup barked as his tail wagged, and he wriggled back and forth, trying to get at Darby so he could lick his face some.

"I think he likes you."

"I wouldn't have woken up in the first place then." Because it was that unlikely that he would ever get sick of Casey. And if he ever did, he'd rather just not be around. Tugging Casey back into the stream of the water, he let the lather rinse away from the both of them. A little more washing, and when they were both clean, he shut off the water and grabbed a towel for Casey.

Darby wasn't so positive that he liked the pup back. He deftly avoided the face licks and kept squinting at him. "I suppose he's kind of cute." Cute had never really been Darby's style though. He set Julian down on the bed to watch him.

Casey took the towel and dried himself off before he slipped into a comfy pair of sweats and a t-shirt. He really didn't plan on doing much except writing some music and maybe practicing his violin if no one minded, and of course lounge with Sigmund.

"Well, I can assure you I will never get tired of you," he said after a moment, "You're perfect," he added with a faint smile.

"Just kind of?" Graham said as Julian rolled over onto his back, and Graham reached over to rub the little wolf's belly. "I like that he's all white. He'll have fun in the snow, that's for sure."

Tugging on some clothes himself, Sigmund tossed the towels into the hamper. "Julian is in with Graham and Darby," Sigmund noted as he went out into the hall. He could smell the puppy's location, and part of him wanted to go in there and see what they were all doing. It had less to do with Graham and more to do with Julian. Sigmund was very fond of the little one.

Darby laid down on the bed and propped his head up on his hand as he reached out to touch Julian's stomach too. His stomach was so warm and he had to smile a little. "Maybe a little more than just kind of."