"I had to. It was either that or getting killed by all kinds of hunter and other supernatural." Lance told him.
Hector smiled. "And you are doing something that a lot of wendigo can't." Hector told him as he started to rub his cold torso.
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"I had to. It was either that or getting killed by all kinds of hunter and other supernatural." Lance told him.
Hector smiled. "And you are doing something that a lot of wendigo can't." Hector told him as he started to rub his cold torso.
"I don't dislike it." Lance said, "But I do dislike everything else that makes me."
"Hm..." That was interesting he thought. He never got the scent of flesh in Lance, so he knew that meant he was not eating humans. "You learned to control yourself however."
Lance laughed instead of his usual glare. "Of course I did. I have always been vocal..." That last part made him shake a memory. "It is not like I want to."
"Of course not." Hector frowned. "I even like how cold you it. Feels good on my warm skin, but I'm sorry if you dislike him." Hector shrugged.
Lance laughed. "A little bit. That was more intense than I thought." He said and rubbed his sides. "You were moaning a lot and you didn't sass me back."
Hector lightly laughed. "You were making a lot of sounds as well. Did you not here yourself?" Hector then moved to his side and reached for his torso. "It is increaable how cold you are."
"You know how I felt?" Hector said with a chuckle. He pushed himself back and rested his back on the frame. "Are you tired?" Hector asked him.