Sanctuary, Will/Henry, possessive
Will didn't know it but he belonged to Henry. That amazing shirtless chest currently on display and that muscular jean clad ass was his. Both his werewolf side and his human side were in agreement on this and that almost never happened. Usually both sides of his nature were in conflict about issues, even if they had gotten to the point where they were able to coexist peacefully.
In this one, both of his sides were in agreement. Will Zimmerman was his and he was about to know it.
Henry walked up to Will who looked up at his approach and shot him a grin.
“Henry,” he greeted.
It was as far as he got before the werewolf was kissing him passionately.
Will arched into his possessive kiss and began to kiss back with passion. Henry moaned. Their erections, still trapped in their pants, rubbed against each other, causing both of them to moan.
He undid Will's pants and began to stroke his thighs, before focusing attention on the other man's erection.
“You are mine,” he said before he knelt down to give his Will the blow job of his life.