"There y'go, that's a good start," Kai says with sweet, indulgent approval, pulling his slick fingers free, letting them drag over Kurt's parted lips, down their chin. Each of the wolves enjoys every aspect of their mate -- demanding, submissive, needy, sweet, and Kai's no different. He just also really likes them messy.

The free hand on Kurt's chest squeezes at one soft swell, enjoying the way their cute little tits perfectly fit in his big palm, then drags the tip of one deadly nail over the bud of their nipple. Most of the wolves tend to take more humanoid forms when they're with Kurt, but not Kai. He likes blurring the lines, letting his clawd and fangs out, letting the silky grey fur ripple across his shoulders and down his back. He likes reminding his sweet, demanding little human that they're getting bred by a wolf.

And judging by how Kurt pleads and begs and squirms for more, they like it too. Kai's wandering hand grips his cock, sliding slowly from root to tip and back again, then guiding it to press at Kurt's hole, soft and pliant and eager as ever. "I could almost believe you really need this." Kai drags the slick head of his cock up, then down, teasing Kurt with it, but never plunging inside. "You reaaaally need my big cock inside you, filling you up, making you scream. Is that what you're trying to tell me, baby?"