Shivering a little at the touch, Des stilled, nuzzling his face against the wolf's shoulder with a pleased sound. Even if the other didn't want to touch him like he wanted to,just being around the red haired male made him feel...special of sorts.
Brightening a little at the males words, however,he worried his lip thoughtfully between teeth,blinking up at him. "You-blue you-called me his little mate. What's a mate?"He questioned casually. Fingers toying with the older males sleeve gently, shifting to press his face against Marc's neck,nuzzling the soft skin there with a small sound