When you're a creature of the forest, half-beast, half-man, you grow up learning to be cautious. Benji, raised among other wolves, had been taught that from his earliest puppyhood -- never trust an outstretched hand, never approach a human, never accept their touch. It's one of his oldest, most severe lessons, taught with growls and firm lectures and his parents clutching him close whenever he wandered too far from the pack.
But Kurt...Kurt reaches out one sleepy hand, and Benji doesn't even hesitate. He moves forward immediately, anxious and loving and whining soft, clear notes of adoration, bumping his sleek head up under their hand and licking at their palm. Kurt isn't human, enemy, dangerous, they're nate, beloved, cherished, they're those soft, sweet words and the comforting caress of long fingers through his fur. They make every bit of him, wolf and man and all that's in between sing with joy, a delight that starts with him nuzzling and mouthing at their hand and ends with his tail wagging so hard that he smacks Kai with it and earns a perturbed grumble.
Corrigan huffs out a laugh as Benji attempts to crawl up onto his lap, wanting to get even closer to Kurt, wanting to cover them with his not-at-all-small form. "All right, all right, hold on," he chuckles, gently pushing the pup away with his foot, then squeezing Kurt tight once more. "I'll be right back, beloved, don't fret," he murmurs against their forehead, before carefully disentangling himself from their embrace. His knot slips free, and Kai eagerly drags his long, hot tongue up the backs of Kurt's thighs, earning a reproachful growl from Naseer. They're supposed to be letting them rest, not getting all riled up again.
For his part, Corrigan is crossing to the fire, scooping some of the rich, meaty stew into a rough bowl, then setting it to one side. This last task done, he rolls his shoulders back a couple times, then shimmers into his own wolf form -- half again as big as even Kai, inky-black and majestic and every inch the Alpha. Gathered around Kurt, the other wolves wag their tails and nuzzle at Corrigan as he returns to the furs, all eager to be close to him, all shifting around to let him curl up closest to their mate once more. The massive, graceful wolf nudges gently at the human's hand, twitching his tail expectantly. He wants some of those ear-scratches too, please.
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But Kurt...Kurt reaches out one sleepy hand, and Benji doesn't even hesitate. He moves forward immediately, anxious and loving and whining soft, clear notes of adoration, bumping his sleek head up under their hand and licking at their palm. Kurt isn't human, enemy, dangerous, they're nate, beloved, cherished, they're those soft, sweet words and the comforting caress of long fingers through his fur. They make every bit of him, wolf and man and all that's in between sing with joy, a delight that starts with him nuzzling and mouthing at their hand and ends with his tail wagging so hard that he smacks Kai with it and earns a perturbed grumble.
Corrigan huffs out a laugh as Benji attempts to crawl up onto his lap, wanting to get even closer to Kurt, wanting to cover them with his not-at-all-small form. "All right, all right, hold on," he chuckles, gently pushing the pup away with his foot, then squeezing Kurt tight once more. "I'll be right back, beloved, don't fret," he murmurs against their forehead, before carefully disentangling himself from their embrace. His knot slips free, and Kai eagerly drags his long, hot tongue up the backs of Kurt's thighs, earning a reproachful growl from Naseer. They're supposed to be letting them rest, not getting all riled up again.
For his part, Corrigan is crossing to the fire, scooping some of the rich, meaty stew into a rough bowl, then setting it to one side. This last task done, he rolls his shoulders back a couple times, then shimmers into his own wolf form -- half again as big as even Kai, inky-black and majestic and every inch the Alpha. Gathered around Kurt, the other wolves wag their tails and nuzzle at Corrigan as he returns to the furs, all eager to be close to him, all shifting around to let him curl up closest to their mate once more. The massive, graceful wolf nudges gently at the human's hand, twitching his tail expectantly. He wants some of those ear-scratches too, please.