"I'm not into foot play," Graham said all too seriously as he let his fingers push up the fabric of Darby's shirt so that he could touch the other wolf's skin.
Staring down at Darby, it was easy to appreciate his good looks. He liked the younger wolf's dark hair and green eyes, how large and round his eyes were, and the shape of his mouth. He let his head tip down and he brushed a kiss against the tip of Darby's nose sweetly. He was in a rare mood tonight.
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