Charles had laughed when she told him to dance, and he probably should have expected the slap to the behind considering he knew Gen pretty darn well, but it was still a brief surprise. He appreciated it though mostly because he knew how much she probably appreciated it. It was something he was going to have to see if she didn't mind one day...all in due time.
Having transformed though he couldn't respond to her talking but he let out a little rumble when he she said what he'd done was cool. He was glad she appreciated it. He knew that one day he'd show her, but it hadn't been the right time for them. Now seemed good. They were in a good place, even though they'd just had all the drama of getting married. He immediately enjoyed the pets though and his tail went off voluntarily, small whines coming out of him as she continued.
Charles's mother often told him to stop letting himself be pet like a dog. He should be proud to be a wolf, and not 'man's best friend', but Charles often didn't care. He liked it when he got pets and he adored belly rubs. He couldn't answer her if he wanted a belly rub, but instead reared up and put his front paws on her legs half on the couch and started to lick her face. He couldn't really kiss her...this was about as close as he could get.
When he'd given her a good face wash he fell back on to the floor his belly up waiting for belly rubs his tail thumping happily on the floor making a noise against the wooden planks. He closed his eyes in anticipation, waiting for the rubs. He had no worries about being a wolf around Gen now. Unfortunately she probably would regret the great want, as he enjoyed spending a lot of time in his wolf form and would love to lay around the house like that all the time.