Redhawk Caldera damaged

He sensed his lover's discomfort, though Pan insisted he understood. Peregrine brushed his nose against the sloping musculature of the Delta's neck, then began to move forward to more fully face his companion. That's when Pan's teeth clipped the bottom of his ear, arresting his forward movement. He froze, happy to be subjected to this affectionate gesture. He did not expect the hushed words that slipped from Pan's lips, though he was happy to hear them.

"I love you too, Pan," he replied in a firm, quiet voice, moving to stand in front of the white male after all, then moving his face toward the other's so their foreheads were pressed together. "I'm glad you're a part of my life." Since Pan's muzzle was angled downward, Peregrine lifted his and ran his tongue up and over the bridge of the Delta's snout in a long, lingering kiss.

He couldn't speak for Pantaleimon but it left him a little breathless, not to mention hot and bothered. He wanted more, especially now that they had admitted their feelings out loud. Molten fire licked in the pit of the Alpha male's belly. But Peregrine knew now was not the time for that, like he'd said. He waited a moment for his breathing to become steady and murmured, "I guess we should get back to patrolling. Or maybe you could help me take stock of the damages. That's what I was doing before I headed out here."