Haunted Wood Another Chance

The bite of the cold stung him, yet he was used to being cold. He’s eager to curl up to the piebald male for the night and possibly get some warmth until the sun shines the next day. So when Clarence pounces up the few rocks that lead up to his sleeping spot before Santi does and he grins. 

Expertly climbing the same path he’s taken so many times before, he paws over to the other male. “Take up all the room then, amigo.” He teases, with a soft smile.

Though it doesn’t go far as Santiago flops down next to the other. Lying on his side and leaving against his elbow, legs pressed up against the others side. For a comfortable few seconds he sits there staring at the white wolf-dog. Then a certain look twinkles in his eyes.

Merely admiring his features, he leans into the other males ear. “You’re so fucking edible, cariño.” He rolls out smoothly into his ear, the sentence oddly low and smooth despite the curse. 

Then he slowly pulls his head back, face smoothing out and becoming more casual. “I’m lucky to have you in my bed, no?” He says this with a cock of his head and a winning smile.