There was always a down side to things when it came to having telepathy and it was that he could read people's minds. He could hear very clearly what Vincent was thinking and the thoughts only made him blush darkly and......it even made him start to think similar thoughts as well.

His hand continued to gently run down the others sides, stopping where the hem line of his bottoms met and went back up to almost his shoulder. He did get alittle braver and started to touch the others stomach and he just blushed at the thoughts Vincent was having.

Vincent was too busy trying to hide his face and push the thoughts away that he hadn't even realized that Hunter could hear his thoughts in clear detail. He tried to stay still and calm before he stilled entirely at Hunter's hand starting to move across his torso again. He didn't know whether to panic or like what the other was doing before his stomach was touched. he was bright in the face as he actually made a whining noise in his confusion. It was a warped sound and seemed more growl like but his brain was having issues forming proper thoughts for sure now.
"what...I don't understand, what are you doing..."
The young witch really didn't know how to respond to all this as he looked up at the other to see there was a dark blush across the other's face. He was starting to feel rather thankful his aunt had closed and locked the door. He just didn't know what to do.

He wondered if maybe he should just stop before things got to far. Sure, he wanted to be intimate with Vincent in that way....but the other clearly wasn't even strong enough to move and making love could possibly....kill him. He quickly stopped at that thought and sigh, leaning his head back and rubbed his eyes with his free hand.

I'm sorry..... He replied softly and gave Vincent's curls a soft kiss and moved his hand so it was merely resting on the boys waist.

Vincent was just very much confused now, his mind torn between enjoying the touch and and wanting it to stop. He gave another confused growl-whining sound before seeing Hunter sigh and stop with his hands. He was still red in the face as he heard Hunter say sorry. He felt the wolf just rest a hand on his waist, the witch's mind still being a bit on the fuzzy side. he started to hide his face again, but did something a little unexpected even to himself. he had started to move his hands over Hunter's chest, tracing small patterns and such against the shirt covered torso. He wouldn't look up at first as his thoughts were a bit choked.
"I...I didn't Want you to um...stop..."
He was blushing brightly again, still not wanting to look up at Hunter with his shyness and lack of experience of being so close and touchy-feely with someone.

He figured that Vincent would appreciate that he had stopped, but was somewhat surprised at the other once he started to move his hands over his torso and chest. He looked down at the other for a moment, smiling some at the feeling of Vincent touching him.

And I didn't want to stop....but....you were bleeding not but two minutes ago and your tired....I don't want to push you. He replied but couldn't help to lift Vincent's head up and gave the other a kiss right on the lips.

Vincent looked up shyly at Hunter, noticing the smile on the other's face. He ended up just going back to hugging the wolf with not really knowing what to do. He couldn't help to feel the other had a point, considering he was trying to ignore his sore throat.
"I wish i wasn't so fragile..."
These weren't meant to be heard by Hunter but he didn't even have time to to know if the wolf did or not as he was kissed. He blushed still not used to such things before remembering he still would taste of blood with all his coughing and such. He ended up breaking the kiss a bit hesitant, but chose to cuddle close, restin his head just under Hunter's chin. He hadn't realized how tired he was, eyes getting heavy again before shutting in a light sleep. He hadn't really been getting any good sleep since being here but he knew he could settle much better with the wolf around and holding him.

He sigh and just let the other get more adjusted till he felt the other started to go to sleep. He smiled some, pulling the covers more over Vincent and gave his curly hair another kiss before he soon fell asleep. It had to been hours, by the time he woke up the sun was coming up and he sigh softly at the feeling of the sun rays streaming in.

He got up now, rubbing his eyes and looked at Vincent with a small smile. He gently moved out from underneath the boy and gave his cheek a small kiss and could actually walk on his foot now, but he still felt some pain in his leg. He sat on the edge of the bed and started to try and take the cast off. His leg was bruised, but there wasn't anything that felt or could be seen that was sticking out.

Vincent was sound asleep, once more doing his equivalent to sleep talking but at one point did end up saying something that sounded like Hunter, only his face moved in slight pain at that moment. He didn't care that they had slept through a majority of the night and all the way into morning. THis was the best sleep the young witch had gotten in quite some time, making him fussy about the other trying to move away from him. He made an unhappy murmur of sorts at being let go, but didn't really want to wake up just yet. His thought were unfiltered in their rawest from in sleep and he didn't stop as he reached an arm to grab at Hunter's shirt, feebly trying to pull him closer.
"Hunter why did you let me go...It's cold without you...need you touching me...."
his words sounded half out of it, still trying to weekly pull at Hunter's shirt, his arm the only thing seen as the rest of him was hidden underneath the blanket.

He had tossed the cast to the side and rubbed his leg, getting some feeling back and smiled that his leg had already healed. He figured it would have taken another day, but guess that was one of the advantages of being a werewolf. He felt tugging on his shirt and turned his head, smiling at the sleepy form that was underneath the blanket and chuckled at the half out of it statement.

He laid back down, pulling Vincent close to him once more and kissed his forehead. Go back to sleep I am here. He said.

Vincent made a strange growling whine of a noise, trying his best to get Hunter's attention before hearing a chuckle. His body felt heavy for the most part, his throat feeling dry now and itchy. He didn't really start becoming more aware until Hunter spoke up. He snuggled close at first before speaking with his thoughts.
"What time is it....I need my medicines...."
He was at least a little more aware of what he was saying, though kept his eyes clothes as he hid his face in the space where shoulder met neck on the wolf. He was trying to gather all the warmth he had when he first to sleep back, not even thinking or caring what he did.

When he heard what Vincent said, he was about to move to get the medicines but Vincent wasn't letting him go anywhere. He sigh softly and leaned down to give Vincent a kiss on the cheek. I'll go and get it for you.... He said softly.

He got up now, going to find one of Vincent's aunts who had already prepared Vincent for his medication and came back with them. He had to wake Vincent up and had him take his meds.

Vincent was always resistant in letting Hunter go, mainly in the fact that he had just gotten the wolf back in his arms. He wheezed in his huff at losing Hunter for a moment, watching the other walk out the room for his medications. He noticed that the wolf wasn't wearing the cast anymore and was walking without the crutches, this confusing the young witch as he swore he remembered the other using those yesterday. He moved to sit up in his bed, stretching some, not really caring about much other than Hunter getting back.

Vincent made a face at seeing both the glass of strange potions and his box of pills for the morning. He couldn't stand to take the potions due to their bitterness and sour tastes. He did his best gettting down the handful of pills down before looking at the glass as if it were poison and not medicine. Like before, he drank the entire glass down in one go, his frame visibly shuddering at the vile-taste. He did like how it was cooling and relaxing on his throat though, the raw and dry feeling starting to go away.
"Why can't they ever make that one taste good, its just terrible, and i don't even know what its for."
He took hold of one of hunter's hands again and started to play with it once more, tracing the lines of the palm out with a smile.

He chuckled some at watching Vincent shudder at the taste of the liquid and smiled. I'm sure its for good reasons. He said and watched as Vincent started to trace the lines of his palm. He watched the other for a moment and leaned forward to kiss his forehead.

My leg finally healed....I can walk on it. He said and sat on the bed. He wanted to try something but wasn't sure how Vincent would react to it. He decided to take a chance and gently pulled the witch to him, but had Vincent straddle his waist. He adjusted the others legs and such and smiled at his boyfriend.

Vincent pouted at Hunter chuckling at him about the medicine, but was content with looking at the wolf's hand. He felt the bed sink as hunter sat down, hearing the explanation about the other's leg. It made the witch smile before being a little confused at the wolf pulling him closer. His eyes couldn't help to go wide as he was suddenly in Hunter's lap, his legs even being moved so that he was pretty much straddling the other. He hugged Hunter while red in the face, choosing to hide his face in the other's shoulder as he gave a confused growl of sorts.

He smiled when Vincent didn't appear to be pushing him away or anything. He wasn't trying to do anything to intimate but he wanted to be close to Vincent and shower the other with affection. He chuckled at the strange growl like noise and moved his face some and started to kiss the others neck, peppering the pale skin with butterfly light kisses. His hands ran up Vincent's back, loving the feel of soft skin underneath his fingers and moved to the front of Vincent's throat to cover his neck with more affection.