Charles didn't care about the slobber, but she might have. Too bad for her that she'd opened that door up wide. The Wolf wasn't about to give way to doing less animal things now. Nope. She wanted it, she'd gotten it. Charles had warned her he wanted to be with her as a human. These were the reasons he had hesitated at first when she'd asked. He was comfortable now and she'd see him furry more than she probably ever wanted.
Her baby language and her puppy talk didn't bother him. It might have it he'd been anything more like his family but he wasn't so she was lucky. He let out a whine and thumped his tail opening up his eyes to look at her, probably a ridiculously satisfied look on his wolfie face. He panted at her a few moments later his bottom foot wiggling a little.
He listened to her talk and his mouth closed up and he let out a disgruntled noise out of his chest, his brows furrowing a little...as much as a wolf could furrow his brow. He had never, ever thought about that for himself, though he knew it happened, as there had been more than one person that had come in to the ER with something that was relating to a mishap with inter-species sexy times.
Little too late in ruining the belly rub, Charles rolled to his side and let out another grunt. He sat up and sat across from her, looking at her, his ears perking in different directions occasionally when they caught a sound he wasn't overly familiar with, which were many as they were in her place and not his. He scooted forward towards her and nuzzled her neck with his snout giving her a few sniffs, and then leaning against her as if he was hugging her.