Feeling the other move earns a quiet grumble, hands moving to press against his lower back.
β Do you have to leave this early... β
He practically whimpers in a whisper, all three sleepy heads gazing at his love.
... The wolf is more alert and well-rested, but Scar's hands are clearly with intent to not let him go. Looking around the darkened room with only a sliver of sunlight bleeding through the opening in his curtains, Dae would stretch, pressing his lower body against Scar.