Dhiate was laid out in a heap. He looked shattered, legs spread out, breathing ragged. Hadley lowered his head, checking to see if he had accidentally killed the male. He didn't know if he could live with that kind of guilt. It certainly looked horrible. Hadley couldn't imagine Dhiate feeling good, despite the fact that Hadley knew the male had pushed up into him as hard as he could, enjoying it. There was probably nothing left but pain now. Hadley wished he could take it back, that they could switch positions, that Hadley could take on all the pain Dhiate felt.
Obviously the silver wolf didn't feel the same. A huge silly smile was on his face, bringing a relieved one from Hadley. Carefully he settled down, making sure that he was close enough that he could be used as a pillow if Dhiate wished to. It looked like everything would be alright, despite the fact that Dhiate was in pain. Tenderly he licked the male, a soft rumbling coming through him. Dhiate was exhausted, and Hadley was ready to watch over him, make sure that everything would be alright, even as his own eyes held heavy.
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