the wolf's front pawns settle on the couch and heavy her whole body on it. big, chocolate hues move to look at stiles, a soft whine to win his attention. she brings her huge nose to his cheek, and affectionately buries her furry, black head in his shoulder. she can feel the warmth of his skin; hear his beating heart. she stays like that for a moment until her head falls into his lap, eyes slowly shutting in order to take a nap.
once the weight is felt in his lap he brings a hand up to gently scratch behind her ears , slowly petting too. he smiles before he lifts his book and continues reading ; he could get used to this.

















