Those hands didn't stay still for long. Su-jin let them slide upward, over the sides of Silvio's throat, one to the back of his neck and the other caressing a cheek. Those dark eyes fell closed and his head fell back as they moved.

"Go slow," he pleaded softly. He didn't want to get off again quickly. He wanted to savor Silvio inside him, to really take a conscious moment to feel the length and girth of his wolf spearing into him.