Hours had passed by the time Griffin finally returned from hunting. He slowly walked into the backyard dragging his catch of rabbits, squirrels and a drenin he'd stumbled across only to stop in his tracks, stunned at the view in front of him. His mate was stripped down to just his briefs, covered in dirt and sweat, his damp hair pulled back in a bandana while another covered his nose and mouth while he beat dust out a rug. Griffin watched as Nathan continued to beat the rug until no more dust flew off of it.
As Nathan finally took a step back, lowering his face covering, he startled when he noticed Griffin standing at the edge of the yard watching him. "Griff? How long have you been there?"
"Just a few minutes," Griffin said as he made his way into the open space. "What are you doing?"
Nathan reached up, untying the bandana that was holding his hair. "Cleaning the rugs. I already got the floors and walls cleaned on the first floor. I was finishing up the rugs before moving onto the furniture."
Griffin nodded, looking slightly distracted. "Uh huh. And you're almost naked because…?"
Nathan glanced down at his bare torso, his face turning a deep red. "I got hot," he whispered quietly.
Griffin leaned in, a sly smile on his face. "I think I'm feeling a little hot too. But only in one specific spot," he said huskily.
Nathan blush deepened as he quickly glanced at the growing bulge in Griffin's pants. He cleared his throat, suddenly feeling parched. "Well we can't have that, can we?" Nathan said as he dropped to his knees.
Making quick work of the pant's fastenings, Nathan pulled them down revealing Griffin's impressive length. Tightly gripping the base, Nathan looked up at Griffin through his lashes as he lightly licked the bead of precome.
"I think we need to cool you down," Nathan said, licking his lips.
Griffin groaned. Leaning down he scooped Nathan up, not caring that he was still exposed. Griffin threw Nathan over his shoulder before making his way into the house, barely remembering to grab the meat he'd brought back. After throwing it carelessly into the ice chest, Griffin, with Nathan still over his shoulder, headed up the stairs to their room. Upon entering the space, Griffin threw the now giggling wolf onto the bed.
"Ah, Griffin! We're going to get the sheets dirty!" Nathan cried.
Griffin moved swiftly, crawling on top of Nathan, pinning him to the bed. "That's fine. We have more in our trunks."
Not giving Nathan a chance to reply, Griffin crushed their lips together in a hard kiss. Nathan gave in almost immediately, relaxing into the mattress, opening himself up to his big, dragon mate.
Nathan groaned when he felt Griffin's large, calloused hands slide down his bare stomach to his own growing erection.
That was all the opening Griffin needed, sweeping his tongue into Nathan's mouth, drugging him with his kiss as he pushed down Nathan's briefs. Gripping the wolf's cock, Griffin wasted no time and started stroking him. Fast.
"Griffin," Nathan moaned, already on the edge.
"I love it when you moan for me," Griffin breathed against Nathan's neck before licking and biting down on his mating mark.
Nathan cried out, a flash of pleasure shooting down his spine at the bite as he came into Griffin's hand.
Griffin pulled back, flashing a smug grin. "Oh, baby, you're in for a long night."