Stone Circle and you can get what you want, but it's never enough

Another, stronger shiver travels down his spine as Outlander begins grooming his neck fur. He barely even hears his words. A slight gasp slips from him, fur rising from his back just barely; it's a strange mix of fear and arousal, the former inexplicable to him and surely not worth exploring now. He leans even closer, preening instinctively at what parts of the man he can reach. Panic rises in his chest, but he doesn't pull away; he can't explain the feeling, so he only pushes it away, certain it will fade soon.