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 Aden panted, his knees weak and his body worn, he didn't want to keep doing this. His body was aching and sore, and he'd used up most of the energy he had. Compelling people though touch was fine, the first four or five times, but he'd done it fifteen times now, each more complicated of a command to give through his touch-- but he was getting good

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He sucked in a breath and looked up at Tristan, he didn't want to do it, he was so tired and his stomach nearly ached. Leaning in he tried to at least sap some energy from Tristan by the comfort of his touch. Pushing off the couch he took a step toward the wolf, closing his eyes and letting out a breath as his fingertips touched down upon the burning skin. It took him several minutes but soon after he got a howl and the animal moving, running through the house madly. It wasn't anything impressive to those who didn't know better.

Pulling back he stumbled a little before trying to reclaim a spot in Tristan's lap.

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He melted a little into the hold, turning his head and tucking it into Tristan's neck for a moment. He took his time answering, "My body feels wrecked." He hadn't realized how much harder they were going to push in an effort to speed up the process.