—Finn~y, mgah~ I beg you... stop...

Sonji barely manages to get out, groaning pitifully after each word and rolling his eyes, squeezing the older man's back, arching under him

Fog had already covered everything in the area, frost had settled on the fences, winter was approaching faster than anyone would have liked. Today was the full moon, which meant Sonji would have to take it again the brutal nature of his beloved werewolf...