Hushed Willows Bugs Outside, Wolves Inside

Indeed! This thread was fun!

As Teabag crawled off of him, Trick opened his eyes again in shock, a dull glint in them of tiredness. The sweat of both him and the foxy male had made his perfect silky fur stand up right in a pretty gangster way now, but it was still cold as hell. Well, not as hell of course, since there's only fire there but you get the idea. He scooted over to Teabag's side, nuzzling him to get back the warmth he had stolen. A true show. He answered with a slight chuckle, voice muffled by the soft fur of the other.

Until tomorrow. He whispered in that honey voice of his, confirming that he indeed was going to sleep with Teabag. Not awaiting an answer, the trickster closed his eyes, ready to drift off to sleep with his new, well, friend. Boyfriend? Mhh, who cared.