Noctis had blinked and found himself cornered by the naked werewolf faster than he thought possible but again they both were feeling the moon which meant everything was heightened.
"Hunting sheep isn't wrong," Noctis said his voice catching as the feel of Zoro's nipping at his ear lobe. It made the weredragon press up against the werewolf as he leaned in to run his tongue along Zoro's collar bone. He tasted blood, sweat, and everything that was Zoro. "You hunted."