"Yes, I am." Josh can't deny it any longer. He's under Aiden's spell and loving every single bit of it. The werewolf engulfs his senses, filling his mind with the outdoors, and a damp woodsy musk. It makes Josh's mouth water, he can remember the flavor of his lover flowing over his tongue and down his throat already.

Eyes flash red, and lines crawl out and down from there when Aiden murmur's in his ear. "Just a bit..." and he doesn't even bother to wait, but flips his boyfriend on to his back with vampire speed and bites into Aiden's chest, just above his heart-- sealing the bond of love that he feels for the other.

Josh moans as the blood drips and rolls down his throat, pulling away slowly after he's had just a little. He wouldn't want to tire Aiden out before the fun starts. Hips roll and Josh uses the angle of them to rub his boyfriend's cock against the crease in his hip, his boxers surrounding it in soft fabric.

He runs his fingers across and through the healing wound and smears blood over Aiden's chest, enjoying the view of his lover's muscles covered in the deep crimson substance. It's appeals to the darker nature that Josh tends to keep hidden and only lets out in times like this. Times where he knows that he won't be judged, where he and Aiden can let their monsters play together without consequence-- well, besides a bit of soreness the next day.