It was morphine, valium, and vicodin all at once. Chris' pain began to fade away as his body was flooded with relief. He swayed unconsciously towards Peter, chasing that incredible feeling. It was the first time he had ever experienced a werewolf drawing his pain away and it was almost like an orgasm.

Instead of nodding off he closed the last few inches between him and Peter and kissed him. This was probably the only way he could express his gratitude that Peter would accept. A 'thank you' would seem hollow when it looked like Peter was taking the pain away by experiencing it himself. Those black veins couldn't be a good sign.

He drew back after the kiss, the pain gone for now but exhaustion quickly replaced it. "You did that on purpose so I'd get some rest."

It was hard to keep his eyes open right now and Peter had been nagging him to rest since he showed up with his fruit basket.