Chris growled under his breath, sounding remarkably like a werewolf. He was regretting suggesting that Peter come along to Parent's night, even if the younger man had been making him proud as he consulted with the teachers about Allison and his girls. It wasn't Peter's fault that the single mothers of their town were taking the chance to flirt to their heart's content. Walking over, he ran his fingers through Peter's hair and pressed a kiss to his cheek, smirking. [outofcontrolbetteroffdead]
Your muse notices someone hitting on mine. Your muse’s possessive/over-protective side comes out. How do they react?
Peter was actually having a great time. Revelling in the longing looks from the women (and sometims the men), enjoying the attention in general. When some mothers, single or not, came to actually talk and flirt with him, he couldn’t help but flirt back a little. Until he heard the growl, coming from his loving boyfriend. He looked up and raised an eyebrow, smirking and pushing his head up into Chris’ hand a tiny bit, chuckling when a kiss was pressed against his cheek. “Ladies. Meet my jealous man.”