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Jesse almost laughed at that look, at the sound Grey made. He never really much liked being out of wolf form, didn't much like waking up either, but Jesse had solutions for both. He rolled back into Grey, burying his face in his neck for a moment, inhaling his scent, before reaching up to brush fingers through silver hair.
He didn't speak, instead, he just pressed lips to the underside of Grey's jaw, and made a sound in his throat that hovered somewhere between a hum of pleasure and an apology for waking him.
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