Regret is not something he is feeling at this moment. It’s only been barely two days since he had brought Sawyer home with him. Less since he’d started the claiming process.

He watches the smaller male trail down his body and he knows what he’s doing. He knows. And he appreciates it. But…

“Sawyer…if you do that now, it’ll make sleeping beside you later harder,” he admits, and tips his face up towards his again, “I told you you’re mine. You’re not going anywhere. I mean, unless you want to.”