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Snow and sleet poured from the slate-grey sky and Jason was starting to worry, his concern illuminated by the gentle glow from the white lights of his Christmas tree next to the window. Todd should've arrived at the big polar bear's apartment 20 minutes ago -- they had plans to see a play later that evening-- but so far he hadn't even received so much as a text from his younger boyfriend. The short, chubby grey wolf had, as usual, refused his offer to come pick him up at his place despite the nastiness of the weather, and now he was thinking he really should've just gone to get him anyway.

The massive white bear, dressed in a perfectly tailored blue pinstripe suit with crisp white shirt and simple black tie, paced a constant trek between his spot on the couch and the window that looked out onto the empty, icy downtown street below, his anxiety growing with every step in his black leather oxfords. He checked his phone again; still no texts or calls. He brought up Todd's number and called, the fourth time in the past 20 minutes, and for the fourth time it went directly to his voicemail with no rings. He stood by the couch again as he slid the small black rectangle back into his pocket and sat down with a heavy sigh.

The massive polar bear had just made up his mind to go out into the icy downpour and look for him when a cluster of quiet, weak-sounding knocks echoed through the industrial-style condo, emanating from his front door. He hefted his bulk up and rushed over to the door and opened it, gasping at the sight before him. The short, chubby wolf stood outside, completely soaked from head to toe, clutching himself tightly and shivering as if there was an earthquake shaking just the spot he was standing in. His pearly teeth chattered so hard it sounded like an army of skeletons were running down the hall, and a thin crust of ice had formed on his eyebrows and the top of his snout.

"Good Gods, baby, git in here!"

He loosely gripped Todd's shoulders --it felt like grabbing a block of ice in a jacket-- and guided him in. As soon as they were inside and the door was shut he cranked the heat up and began striping the wolf of his dripping clothes.

"Sweet Thang, why did ya go walkin' out in all this," Jason chastised as he peeled layers of cloth from his boyfriend, "why didn't ya call me!?"

The wolf, fully stepped and standing there completely nude holding himself, was somewhat hard to understand as he was still shivering and teeth chattering terribly.

"Dddddddiiiiiiidddddnnnnnnttttttt wwwwwwaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaa bbbbbbbbooooooooththththththththththerrrrrrrrr yyyyyyyyyyyyyyooooouuuuuuu...."

"Bother me," Jason said incredulously. He found himself growing irritated despite himself. This wasn't the first time Todd had done something like this with the same excuse, and it was honestly starting to sound like an insult, like the wolf thought he was selfish and unwilling to ever help him.

"Follow me," he said, grumbling to himself as he lead Todd to the bathroom. He flicked on the light in the tiled room and started working the faucet for the tub. He waited until the flowing water was steamy hot, then plugged the drain and let the tub fill.

"Git in," he said, motioning to the full tub after turning the faucet off.

"Iiiiiiiimmmmmm ffffffffiiiiiiiinnnnnneeeee...," Todd started, still shivering furiously despite the heat of the apartment and the room.

"Todd," Jason said, cutting the wolf off, finally loosing his temper a bit, "just hush an' git yer ass inta that tub!"

The wolf yelped and hurried into the steaming pool of water, sitting down and pulling his knees up to his chest. The tub was appropriately bear-sized, so the water was up to almost his shoulders even though it had plenty more to fill before reaching the top.

"Stay in here an' git warm, ya can wear my robe on tha back'a tha door when yer done," the polar bear said before walking out and closing the door. He walked back to the pile of sopping wet cloths and picked through the pockets of his pants. He pulled everything out of the wolf's wallet and set them on the kitchen counter to dry, then went about taking his phone apart to set in a bag of rice.

That explains the missed calls,' he said to himself, then carried his boyfriend's wet cloths to his small laundry room. He put the shirt he was wearing, mint green, and his black socks into the dryer, and hung up his simple black suit pants and jacket, matching mint tie, and grey overcoat so they could air dry.

After changing out of his own suit, thoughts of the play completely out of his mind, into some well-worn sweatpants and old tshirt he went and sat down on the couch, putting his head down in his hands. He felt terribly guilty about raising his voice. He didn't know much about Todd's past, assuming it was too painful for the wolf to talk about and that he would tell him more when he was ready, but he knew enough to know yelling was the last thing the little guy needed.

The sound of broad feet padding softly across the wood floor towards him made him look up in that direction. Despite the seriousness of the situation he couldn't help the throaty giggles that rose up. The light blue terrycloth robe that was honestly a bit small for him, to the point where the end came up to his midthigh, fully enveloped the smaller wolf and a full two feet of material dragged on the floor behind him like the train on a wedding dress. Todd's cheeks flared a violent shade of red.

"I'm sorry I messed things up," he said quietly, eyes downcast, "I'll just get my cloths and leave."

"No, yer gonna stay right here an' we're gonna talk 'bout this. Sit down...please."

The chubby wolf walked slowly to the couch and sat as far as he could from the bassy-voiced polar bear, hugging himself tightly and still looking intently at the floor. The bear couldn't help but notice his eyes were puffy and rimmed an angry shade of red.

"Ok," Jason said after a deep breath, "first off, I'm sorry I yelled at ya. I jus' don't unnerstand why ya do things like this, ya jus' gimme some excuse like ya didn't wanna 'bother me.' What's that even mean?"

The wolf raised his head and looked right up at the massive polar bear."It's not an excuse! If I bother and annoy you then...," he started in reply before clamping his mouth shut and looking down at the floor again.

"Then what," Jason asked, his expression softening.

When Todd spoke again he was so quiet the bear had to strain to hear him. "You'll realize you're so much better than me and you'll want to get together with someone on your level."

Jason could ony sit in silence for several moments, eyes blinking in surprise. Suddenly, with that one answer, so much about Todd became clear to him. It's why he'd never even been inside the wolf's apartment building, why he always let the bear make all the decisions in the relationship, and dozens of other behavioral quirks. He reached out and laid a gigantic paw gently on the lupine's hunched back, rubbing his shoulders.

"I don't know what kinda guys ya tried datin' afore me, but I ain't them. I'm not 'better' than ya, I happen ta think yer pretty great. This is a relationship, an' fer a relationship ta work ya gotta start seein' us as equals, which is jus' how I see us."

Todd looked up at him, fresh tears dripping down his face. Jason lightly wiped them away with his thumb, giving him a soft smile as he caressed one chubby cheek.

"Baby, I love you, an' I promise ya nothin' can ever change that."

Instead of verbally answering, Todd abandoned his self-exile, moving closer to the big bear and burying his face against his broad, muscular, tshirt-clad chest. Jason sighed contently as he folded the little wolf up in his arms, laying his head atop his boyfriend's. They stayed that way for some time until a potentially fun idea popped into the bear's head.

"Ya know, boy, ya gave me quite a scare. I think somethin' like that deserves ta be punished."

The round grey wolf wiggled out of his position and looked up, deeply confused, at Jason. However, upon seeing a look of puckish playfulness creasing his all white features, he immediately understood.

"Yes Sir," he responded.

"Put yer hands behind yer back, boy."

Jason removed the terrycloth belt from his robe and bound the wolf's hands behind his back. There was so much material left over he found he could easily loop in around his back and wrapped it around his snout, effectively muzzling him, with plenty of slack. He picked up the bound and gagged wolf like he weighed nothing --that famous bear strength came in handy when you were attracted to chubby guys-- and carried him into the bedroom. He laid him gently onto his back and spread the robe he was wearing wide open so he had full access, noting with satisfaction Todd was already hard.

The wolf closed his eyes and moaned deeply into his gag as the bear's massive, strong hands roamed all over his body. Jason smiled happily as he lightly squeezed Todd's moobs and rubbed his ample belly. He loved how soft and tender the little wolf's body was, he could spend hours just doing this, but he had other plans for the younger fur.

He reached over and grabbed a few things from the drawer of his bedside table before spreading Todd's legs wide. He sat between them, then tugged until the wolf's round butt was pressed firmly against his crotch, holding his thick legs between his arms and white flanks. He bent his own gigantic, tree trunk-like legs at the knee until his black pawpads were pressed firmly against the sides of Todd's face, his foot flesh so soft and pillowy they molded to the shape of his skull. The wolf whimpered and moaned louder, his 6-inch cock spurting a thin stream of precum as his boyfriend's sweat smeared and matted his cheekfur and his foot odor overtook his senses.

Todd was so overcome by the scent assaulting his sensitive canine nasal passages he didn't even notice Jason pick up two soft, fluffy feathers, their light grey color a perfect match for the fur on his back, until he slowly dragged then all the way down from his neck, over his pink nipples, across the wide expanse of his round belly to end up on his cock. He moaned and giggled lightly into his gag as the airy fronds of the plumes traced the veins of his shaft and flicked tortuously across his cock tip. The light stimulation to his 6-inch member felt so good, his eyes closing as he savored the fire slowly building deep in his loins. However, his eyes shot wide open once again as the realization of what the "punishment" Jason was talking about came to him; the gigantic polar bear was planning on doing this to him until it was unbearable and his body screamed for release!

Jason did indeed plan on edging the rotund wolf, but not quite to the extremes Todd had assumed. He didn't want to torture the poor little guy after all, just build him up to the point where the eventual orgasm was indescribably wonderful and intense. He spent 15 minutes feathering the rockhard rod in front of him nonstop until it had just changed over into a very light shade of purple and a healthy current of precum ran down his cock like a stream ran down a mountainside after the first spring thaw before setting the fluffy plumes aside. He relinquished his position and laid beside the wolf, lifting up his head and nestling it in the crook of his arm. Todd gasped into his gag as a cold liquid, gel lube, was applied liberally to his cock.

"Ya wanna cum so bad fer yer Daddy, don't ya boy," he said as he loosely and very slowly started stroking the bound wolf's cock, he bassy voice rumbling his chest.

Todd nodded enthusiastically, his eyes pleading desperately for release from the polar bear.

Jason continued, whispering lustily and breathier into the wolf's ear,"Yeah Daddy's gonna make ya shoot that thick load. Mmm yeah, jus' lay back and let Daddy take care o' his baby boy."

It only took a few minutes of gentle stroking, combined with the bear plunging his tongue into Todd's pink ear, before his body went completely ridged and he howled a howl barely muffled by his makeshift gag as he erupted violently, shooting far enough to splatter the side of Jason's face with the first burst. He couldn't help but chuckle as he wiped the sticky white cum from his cheek, sucking it off his thick fingers before planting a wet kiss on the wolf's forehead.

"Y'enjoy that, sweet thang?"

Todd, chest heaving with exhaustion, nodded weakly.

"Good boy," he said, gently rolling the chubby wolf over onto his belly. He released his wrists and snout from their terrycloth bonds and softly massaged his shoulders and arms to get some feeling back into them.

He massaged for a few minutes before rolling him back over onto his grey-furred back, taking up his former position next to the wolf. He settled his head in the crook of his arm again and kissed his chubby cheek.

"I love ya so much, sweet thang," he said softly, "I promise ya I'm not goin' anywhere."

Todd buried his face in the bear's snowy white chest fur and sighed. "I love you too, Jason. I'm so sorry."

"Don't be sorry, jus' promise me you'll talk ta me tha next time ya feel like that."

"Ok." ************************************************************************** Dingy, winter early morning light streamed through the window as Jason sleepily opened his eyes. The round wolf was still snuggled up to his chest, a soft ball of warm fluff, and the bear's arms encircled him. It had been a long, but fulfilling, night. They'd stayed up until the early morning hours cuddling and talking, talking and cuddling. They went more in depth about Todd's self-esteem and self-worth problems, and while he knew he still wasn't getting the full story the polar bear gradually got a better understanding of what makes him tick.

He leaned his head down and buried his nose in the thicker fur of Todd's neck, breathing in his wonderful, light scent. He closed his eyes once more and drifted back to sleep.