They sent the wolves out to get some food from the kitchens. As much as Finn was happy to share the bed with their fluffy friends, he didn’t want them there when he and Rohan made love. Still, Rohan was staring at the bed and muttering something about “dog hair” as he brushed it down. Finn couldn’t help smiling as he watched Rohan–who was normally not fastidious at all– remake the bed.

“You don’t mind if they sleep with us later, do you?” Finn wrapped his arms around Rohan’s waist and rested his cheek against his lover’s broad back.