+the wood as furr starts to grow through every inch of skin he has, remaining only thin along his chest. His face contorts, the beast within fully come forth as he licks his chops with a soft growl. The wolf looks up at Jamie, shuddering as he nudges wordlessly against their leg and hip.

Steve's body is radiating with heat, so much he almost doesn't notice when Jamie shoves his pants down to prevent tearing. Or, perhaps, to bring them closer to what they waited for--Steve could guess either.

There's a few, painful cracks of bone before he slides to the floor, nails digging into+

》grasp the button and zipper. A quiet growl rolls through his chest, his muscles already beginning to bulge.

At Jamie's words, Steve's cerulean blue eyes seem to brighten and fix on them. He sits up straight, already seeming taller than before and starts to breath heavy rasps as Jamie works off his shirt. He attempts to fumble with his pants, but fingers growing long nails make it impossible for him to》

"Yes..." He says in a whispers rasp, slouching right into their touch. Sweat starts to bead on his temples, and Steve suddenly winces as if pain shot through him. His fangs prominently show.

There's a low rumble that ripples through him, "I know, I can /feel/ it--" He hums, rolling his shoulders. He's clearly overheating, but unwilling to strip just yet.