He was really getting wolfy now, there was no denying it. Soon he'd be dropping to all fours and charging off on the hunt. As his frame became entirely unsuited to human clothing, his pants were pulled taut and shredded in some areas, dangled loosely in others...until the object of her desire bobbed free, ready to be used. Ready to be used on HER, if she had any say in it. His attention wavered, distracted by all the scents and sounds around them, but she grabbed his paw, anchoring him, willing him to grant her his gift. And so he did, frantically, roughly...she felt it working as her face pushed forward into a snout, and couldn't wait to join him as his mate for life...