"Riven..." Leon was able to muster, his eyes were closed. He felt weak, his arms and legs felt like jelly. He needed that wolf right now.
Riven promised that he was going to help Leon relieve himself, so that was what he planned to do. He let go of Leon's soft lips and decided to move. He planted gentle kisses along Leon's cleanly shaven jaw. He remembered feeling the rough stubble when he kissed Ronan or Soren but it was different with Leon.
His lips practically glided. He could hear Leon's faint gasps, the way his muscles flexed with each kiss, the temptation to move took over, but he could not, Riven bound him.
His chest rose and fell with the deep breaths he took to compose himself, it only made it more attractive. Riven quickly made his way down Leon's neck. He smelled lovely, like cinnamon and rose perfume, he fought back the urge to bite him.
As he reached Leon's collarbone, he started to fuss, "Hurry..."
