There wasn’t anytime to process Jin’s breathy response before they were kissing again. Ahn-Bo hadn’t necessarily meant to start anything… but it may have been an idea in the back of his mind. Well, maybe not his mind per se, but it sounded better. The kiss was returned with tenderness at first, though the more Jin reacted, the more heated they became. By the time he’d pulled back for air, his fingers were entangled in the back of Jin’s shirt and he was breathless.

“What if we did?” he heard himself whisper. “What if we found a way to stay here? Like this?” It wouldn’t be an easy or comfortable life, but between the two of them, they could sort it out. And when the full moon came… his stomach dropped at the thought of it. Jin had mentioned there had been werewolves at his home before, and here he was, perfectly safe and sound. He could use that cleverness of his and figure out a solution.