The poor newly revived wolf just didn't have enough core strength for their position. Len struggled to keep up, but his body was not ready for anything strenuous.
They could only laugh at the matter. Len kept his smile, but he got the most annoyed. His body still failed to shoulder greater weight, even without the flowers on it. His mate even whispered a long 'wheee' as if knowing the exact moment Len began to fall. However, he didn't have the time to disguise his complaints, especially when Claude covered Len's lips with his mouth.
Hot breaths puffed against their faces. Their tongues wrapped around each other's, their lips touching just the same. It had been too long… It had been far too long…
"It's fine to do it this way…" Claude whispered after pulling back a little, cutting the drool trail between their lips. He braced his weight on his elbows on the ground, positioning his legs properly at the sides. "Hey, try to move with me if you can, okay?"
