He pulled the chair out for Finn, wanting to impress Finn too. Finn sat, eyes wide, looking around. “Lots of people.” “There are a lot of club members. And tonight’s the first night after the moon. We’ve all come out to play.” “Play? Is there games or is that just meaning a party?” Cort smiled. “It means we’re showing off our mates and some people indulge in sexual games.” His sweet pup was so innocent. “Sex games? Do you— Oh. You have…there are people here for…for you?” Finn’s cheeks went dark red, head ducking. “Oh. I didn’t—I misunderstood.” “What? No, pup, you haven’t misunderstood at all. You’re the one for me, my mate.” He took Finn’s hand. “There is only you.” And he would beat anyone who suggested otherwise. “I don’t… I don’t want to have sex with others.” He growled, unable to even stop if he’d wanted to. “No one else will ever touch you.” He would do more than beat anyone who suggested otherwise on this point.
