"Yes." Aedan mouthed at Fenris' hip, licking at his skin and the tattoos he could reach. "I want you pounding me from behind, taking me."

He rocked up into Fenris' foot, looking for more friction. Fenris was playing his part well. That strong personality of his lended itself well to this sort of game. Aedan was going to be panting for him in no time if he kept this up.