"Well if anything this will prove to be an enlightening experience for you, Patrick. Just try not to self-abuse yourself too much. My mother warned me that it will fall off if you do, though I've yet to prove that theory correct," Marcus smirked.
"I can see the headlines now. Wizard Pucey finds cure for lycanthropy. Drive behind cure was the fear of monogomy. Full article on page two." He teased Patrick, but he knew just how talented the man was when it came to potions and if anyone could figure out a cure, Patrick was an excellent contender.
Marcus hadn't shaved yet, so his stubble rasped Patrick's chin when they kissed. He grumbled low in his chest, then sighed when they parted.
"We'll both be so busy it'll fly by," he told Patrick, though he himself wasn't entire convinced. Having Patrick close and tasting the young man's lips again after the length of time away made Marcus suddenly pine for the wizard.
"If you don't come by after the full moon, then I'll find you. This is ridiculous. It's like taking away my scotch. Oh wait, you already did most of that already," he groused in good humor.