Hazel’s POV
“What? Why did you sit down suddenly?” I asked him as he sat down on the ground turning around from me. “Umm… are you angry with me or what?” I asked going beside him and kneeling down. Rubbing my fingers through his fur, “Your fur is so soft, softer, and smoother than my hair.” I said and giggled as he came closer and started nuzzling into me.
The ticklish feeling was enough to make me burst into a fit of giggles and lay down on the ground asking him to stop, “Enough, please stop. I am not able to breathe.” He stops hearing me but not before licking my face and making it soaked with his saliva. “Mmm… you salvistic wolf. You’re making my face so wet again and again.” Rubbing the saliva with my t-shirt’s sleeves, I said to again gain a saliva filled lick.
“Mmm… stop you wolfi
