Quin's ears twitched at the sound causing him to whimper. "Stop." he whispered softly, as he pulled his mouth away. He lightly pressed his head to Charlie's, "You need to straighten up and get to class." his voice was soft and breathy and he clearly didn't want to part ways. His fingers untangled from the boy's and gently brushed up his arm and to his chest, easing space between them as his fingers curled, just barely gripping the young fox's shirt. "Be sure you cover the scent." he added with more concern than force.