Every touch pulled a moan from the Dog, his pale skin flushing from the heat between the two of them. Damien tightened his grip on Zack's ass and picked him up, intent on carrying him off to bed.

"You're worth waiting for." Damien stared into Zack's eyes for a moment, panting and feeling hungry for anything intimate.

"What do you want me to do?" Damien asked between pants as he carried Zack toward the bed like a prize. He wanted so many things that he felt scatterbrained and out of control. Up for anything that pushed thier bodies together and fulfilled some of the burning need he had for anything hot and dirty.