In this position, Kantera is more keenly aware than ever of how much bigger Lycaon is than him. A foot taller, a broader chest, strong hands... It makes his skin burn with desire as he moans into the kiss.

He reaches up to trace his fingertips along the edge of Lycaon's ears. He's guessing they're fairly sensitive, and he should repay Lycaon in kind for the pleasure he's giving him already.