Ocean Depths part 17
#17 of Ocean Depths
Ocean Depths part 17
By Roofles
Carlson woke an hour later a bit frantic looking around. He ended up calling to figure out if he had done something wrong and if that was why Lucas had left. The man on the other line had laughed about it telling him about what happened in work. Though Carlson laughed the shackles on his back raised a bit, keeping his voice even he probed a bit about it.
"I met the guy like once at a party I had gone to with a guy from work. The guy was all over me. Was disgusting, he's not as charming as you." Carlson tail thumped against the bed, a bad habit he picked up from hanging out with one of the guys at work. He was genuine about it. He was glad to hear from him and most of all he was taking his 'neediness' very well.
The otter had always known sense he was young that he was needy. It was a very big turn off for most people but he couldn't help it. After all, his mother had been cheating on their whole family with another man, having a family with him as well. It had scarred him far deeper than he ever let on. He had admired his mother sense he was a cub. And to find out about the lie was devastating for his fragile mind. He didn't want that to happen to him again, not with another person he loved and cared for.
Ever sense that day he had been worried about losing those he cared intensely for. His son, his friends and Lucas. Another rather unattractive quality he had come to despise about himself was how fast he got into relationships. He wanted to be able to call him when he felt like it. To bring lunch to his work and to take him out afterwards. To be able to fuck his brains out before curling up on the couch with a nice movie and cuddle the night away.
Carlson had to fight his own instincts to bring him coffee and donuts before going to work, to just drop in on him give him a kiss before going to his own work. He managed rather well as he trotted his way into the lab. His thoughts still lingered on the subject. If he headed out now he'd only be a few minutes late for work. He could really go for a chocolate donut right about now.
Greeting the collie behind the desk he signed in, leaning over a bit his thoughts elsewhere as he did his routinely work. If he bought flowers...no he worked in a flower shop, that'd be stupid. Chocolates? Well he'd already done that. Wonder if he could eat said chocolates of that body of his? He smirked making the collie in front of his look a bit bemused as he finished signing him in sliding his badge back over to him.
"Anything else, Mr. Carlson?" The collie asked quizzically trying to figure out if he was smiling at him or something else.
"Nothing comes to mind." Carlson headed off thinking of his perverted thoughts. He could place the chocolates all along that happy trail, adding a little whip cream and a cherry on top and have himself a fruit salad.
He grinned as he walked down the hall flashing the badge at one of the guards who nodded to him. He'd buy him some more underwear that much was sure, so he didn't have to steal his. He laughed a bit at the thought of him going around with them on.
"You seem to be in a good mood," another otter said over to him.
"I got a lot on my mind," Carlson shrugged taking the notepad from him. He scrunched up his brow looking over the numbers before turning back to him. "Do humans like chocolates?"
The other otter blinked a few times. He was shorter than Carlson, by a foot or two. His fur had a far more rustic look to it. It was shorter and stuck out at odd angles; it was several different shades of gray, his chest a creamy white that lead down between his legs. "I'm not sure..."
"What about belly rubs?" He asked flipped the sheet over, scanning the sheet a bit robotically as his thoughts went elsewhere.
"I'm not sure," the otter trailed off trying to look at him while keep his mind focused on the work in front of them. "We need to redo the blood cultures for patient bay A room 3."
"When do you ask someone to move in?" Carlson turned towards the smaller otter setting the notepad down. He had already filled out the order form and was about to send it off.
Aaron was a bit jealous of Carlson. The smaller otter had to focus his full attention on the work, he wasn't able to think of fifty things at once and still do his work with flying colors. Let alone for the fact he was handsome and charming and that deep voice of his made that made his own tail curl at the sound of it. Smart, handsome and in a relationship.
"I don't know," the otter's voice was exasperated as he rubbed his temples with webbed paws. "I don't know, I don't know, I just don't know!" His voice getting louder and louder each time he repeated.
"Then why do you work here?" A collie almost identical to the one at the desk said walking in, though the tips of his ears were white rather than black, as if they had been dipped in a bleach bucket.
Aaron flushed quickly going back to his work. "I-I'll take the forms up." He mumbled snatched the piece of paper and quickly heading out. The collie watched him with a rather amused expression.
"You're too hard on him." Carlson said rocking one of the tubes before looking at it in the light again.
"Well if you weren't playing twenty questions with him." The collie laughed sitting down at the desk. "And no, before you ask. I maybe a dog but I know little about humans," the collie rolled his eyes playing of the stereotype.
"I know." Carlson said as taking a seat behind him.
The day dragged on as a man would trying to find water in a desert. Crawling along at a painstakingly slow rate. Clawing digging into the sand, pulling himself only an inch or two further before having to reach out again and drag ever more. Buzzards circling above, shadows reminding him of the death that lurked just around the other hill. "Is it lunch time yet?" He groaned his muzzle dropping onto the desk causing several pencils to bounce and roll off.
"Carl," Aaron said looking over at him. "You've been on auto pilot for the past several hours. Lunch has long sense past."
"Does that mean we can leave?" Carlson jumped up, knocking the chair over in the process.
"We still got an hour left," the other otter rolled his eyes as the otter groaned heavily falling back against the desk.
It had been a long day that didn't seem like it would ever end. Carlson was sore from sitting in that chair for so long. He wanted nothing more than to go back to his apartment and drag a particular man in with him to get a nice rub down like the morning had been. A good belly rub, he decided. He'd like that he just knew it, no one turns down a belly rub.
As he fumbled with his shirt he dialed his number on his phone. It rang a few times before he realized the ringing wasn't from his own phone next to his ear but the one coming from down the hall. The otter poked his head into the bathroom.
"Your home a bit earlier than I thought," Lucas sad a bit abashed. The tub was filled with water, bubbles spilling out; he had taken the several candles from the den and living room and had placed them around the tub. "I just kind of, recycled..." he continued. The flower petals from both rooms having been littered about covering most of the floor as if continuing the previous day Lucas opened his arms. "Happy late Valentines, heh."
Carlson looked about dipping his head in a bit more. A lot more thought had been placed into this than his, though with the same amount of care. He had been rushing to make sure he had time, while Lucas had taken his sweet time arranging everything. Candles were perfectly separated from one another, illuminating the tiled walls in a shimmering golden light. The same cooler was put next to it with the same bottle of champagne, with new ice. A very familiar looking red velvet table cloth had been put over a makeshift table. The heart shaped box of chocolates was place on the edge of it. The toilet in the corner was hidden behind several boxes.
"I didn't want them to go to waste. I cleaned the living room and den, as well as the bathroom." Lucas mumbled beginning to regret doing this. "So things would be...clean n stuff. This was stupid wasn't it?"
Carlson shook his head as he walked into the room shutting the door behind him. He wrapped his paws around Lucas's waist pulling him roughly into a hug. He nuzzled his face with the tip of his muzzle kissing every now and then as he grinded up against him rubbing his back. "I love it." He murmured with a deep rumble in his chest. He pulled back a bit dipping his muzzle down to bump his forehead, kissing it.
Lucas pulled back, rolling his shoulders embarrassed. "It was nothing; I was just trying to make up for everything you did the other day." He looked down at the ground trying to get rid of the blush that was filling his face.
"You're too cute," the otter murred lifting his chin up with a webbed digit. He brushed his lips against his letting out an exaggerated breath. "Ok I really got to get out of these," the otter laughed as he fumbled with his belt.
Lucas followed suite, stopping at his drawers unable to just get so freely naked as the otter did. Carlson stretched soaking in the freedom of the constricted clothing. He chirped, letting his tail slap against the door. He stretched again his beady ears brushing the ceiling, his long lithe frame flexing in full before slumping back and scratching his chest. It was always a sight for Lucas to watch to large otter flaunt about in his prime.
Carlson regarded Lucas for a bit scratching his broad chest with those blunt claws. "Need a paw?" He offered tilting his head to the side and wiggling his ears.
Lucas blushed as those pearly blues bore into him. He peeled down the last layer of clothing standing a bit awkwardly in front of him. Shivering at the cold air he nodded over to the tub. Carlson smirked at him. "Cold enough?"
"Sorry I'm not covered from head to toe in fur, fleabag." Lucas shivered making no noticeable move towards the warm waters.
"Hey! I did a thorough search for fleas the other day!" Carlson laughed nosing him playfully, Lucas wasn't sure if he was joking or not. "If your cold why don't you just ask," the otter nuzzled, wrapping a paw around the lower midsection of his back and under an armpit before hoisting him up into a tight bear hug.
Lucas gasped as the otter squeezed. He wrapped his legs around his belly to help hold him up as the otter nuzzled against him. The otter stepped over and began easing the two slowly into the warm water. Easing them in and laying back, stretching along the tubs lining, his legs sticking out over the edge with his tail, his head just above the water looking at the man on his belly.
He nosed him again. "I couldn't ask for a better night," he growled shifting his weight a bit splashing the water about. Lucas laid across him, his chin on his chest their noses touching.
"It gets better," Lucas smiled pulling back a bit, sitting on his belly feeling that thick warm fur rubbing back up against him. He leaned over grabbed the champagne bottle. "Drink?" He picked up the chocolates he had stashed next to it. "Chocolates?"
The otters ears sprung up and he grinned. "Chalk-o-lates," he slurred licking his lips as Lucas popped the heart shaped cover off. He picked an almond dipped one and popped it into the otter opened muzzle. Carlson licking the finger gulping it down. "Thank you, may I have another?"
Lucas picked up a cherry filled and offered it to the hungry otter, who took his fingers in his muzzle as well, licking the tips before drawing back closing his muzzle with a satisfied grin. Lucas laughed as the otter wiggled his ears. Carlson shifted under him pulling back until his chest was out of the water, Lucas resting on his groin now.
The otter picked up one of the chocolates and offering it to him. Lucas opened as the otter popped it in. Lucas coyly closed on the finger, sucking the tip before Carlson pulled it out. The otter brushed a paw against his cheek as he chewed before kissing him. Licking at his lips til they opened, slurping along his chocolate covered tongue and around his mouth tasting that sweet chocolate on his lips. Carlson kissed a bit deeper pushing his chest down against him as he frenched him, their tongues dancing a forbidden tango. His paws drifted down his side, trailing back up with those blunt claws along his flesh making Lucas shiver.
Carlson shifted his weight again, rolling his hips up a bit and guiding Lucas's thighs onto his lap a bit more. Lucas could feel Carlson grinding up against him. "Lucas, thanks for all this," he breathed pulling away. He licked his lips still tasting that sweet chocolate.
Lucas grinding against the otter below him making him squirm. "My pleasure, Carl."
Carlson humped against him with a big grin. "No it's my pleasure. I take it you'll be staying the night again?"
"Hope that won't be a problem." Lucas kissed him pushing back against the tub. The otter murred licking his lips before giving him another peck.
"I wouldn't have it any other way. You can borrow one of my briefs again if need be." The otter nuzzled, rubbing his paws along his back to his thigh.
Lucas blushed, laughing a bit as he rested his head against his shoulder. "One last thing I think." He said leaning back and over the ledge. He snagged his phone from his pants pocket, fiddling with the device before clicking it on. Music began to play from the small machine before he set it up on the table.
He looked back over at Carlson, surprised to see the otter's ears getting watery.
"Luke, you didn't have to do all this." He said softly, a blush taking his ears as he looked down his chest.
"I had to." Lucas smile looking around before frowning and turning back. "It's not good enough for someone like you, Carl. I can do better." He bumped noses. "And I will do better. This was just the most I could with the...money I got," he laughed a bit embarrassed thinking over his finances. He had planned to stay late in the office but the whole time he was there all he wanted to do was to see Carlson again.
The otter brushed his paw against his cheek, staring him in the eyes. "Lucas, you don't have to do any of this. I'm already yours, silly."
Lucas smiled, loving the feel of those webbed fingers against him. Those soft pads on his hands were something he was growing to love. "I'm not trying to win you over," Lucas replied. "I'm trying to treat you like you should be treated. To make you happy."
Carlson kissed him, rubbing his muzzle against his cheek. "But you already have."
Lucas smiled at him kissing him. He shifted his legs a bit positioning them on both sides of the otter. He rubbed back a bit against the otters filling sheath. He scratched up his chest with his hands massaging his shoulders. "This isn't just a physical thing for me."
"I know Luke," Carlson growled noses his face, licking his cheek with half closed misted over eyes. His paws trailed down his side grabbing his fleshy rump and splitting the cheeks, massaging them with his strong fingers.
Lucas groaned in response.
"Luke, babe." Carlson growled the word out his voice a bit deeper than usual. "Can I?"
Lucas nodded. He'd never been asked before it always just kind of happened. Carlson was a first though for a lot of things for him.
Carlson kissed his neck as he guided his hips down, his fingers tightening in anticipation as he brushed his hole with the tip. The feel already making the otter chest rumble, just thinking about that tight hole all day kept him going through it. He bucked his hips up. Lucas tightened, the otter kissing his neck again as he teased him with another playful buck. He guided his hips down a bit further positioning him on the tip before giving another buck to break that initial seal.
Lucas could see stars as the head forced its way in; unlubed and dry, even with the pre that trickled down from the tip, it was still a thing he had never tried. The otter cooed against him kissing his neck again as he pulled him slowly down onto his quivering member.
The otter let out a very loud groan as he bucked his hips. Lucas tightened against it breathing heavily. Carlson wrapped his paws around his back and pulled him against him. He rocked back and forth into his partner, holding him close and whispering sweet nothing into his ear. With each rock he pushed a bit further into his partner electing a long moan from Lucas after several long thrusts.
Lucas relaxed at the gentle voice caressing his ear, making it easier for the otter to slowly pump his hips into his. The otter leaking more and more pre, lubing him up making each rocking thrust easier for the two of them. Carlson rubbed his upper back. "Babe, you're so sweet and tender. You feel so tight for me." He mumbled a bit incoherently as he rested his muzzle on his shoulder, still rocking back and forth in the tub just soaking in the feeling of him.
"Carl," Lucas was picking up the rhythm, rocking back into his thrust and pushing against him as he pulled back.
Carlson cut him off with another bucking thrust. He huffed a few times before nuzzling the side of his face. "I love you, Lucas."
Lucas voice caught in his throat, feeling a bit numb from the pain and pleasure of the otter bumping into him. The words rang around in his head before he could collect his thoughts Carlson went on.
"You're everything I've ever wanted in a man." Carlson humped again. "Sweet, caring, understanding." He bucked. "Someone that gets along with my son; tolerates my goofiness and someone that makes me too happy for words." He slid out agonizingly slow. "You look amazing. Taste exquisite and have the smell of an Adonis. You are so beautiful to me." He slid himself back in. "I love you."
Lucas just pressed against him as he felt the otter pace quicken. A paw slipped between his legs rubbing up his own member. He tensed, squeezing the otter inside of him, as those webbed digits wrapped around him, a familiar blunt claw brushing his sensitive tip. Carlson groaned again loudly spilling a bit into him. It only quickened his pace in the well lubricated hole. Bucking his hips back and forth up into him, rubbing his back and doing his best not to bite him again. He murred his name loudly as he pushed all the way into him.
He cursed biting his lip as his released was almost there. He pulled back bucking fully in again, getting even closer. He pulled back yet again, clenching him tightly in a hug as he forced himself every inch into him and crying out a release that echoed around them in the small bathroom.
Lucas felt the full force of the impact hit him at once. Stars were shooting everywhere, he barely felt his own released clouded by the pleasure coursing through him from the otter under him as his cock pulsated with ribbons of cream into his insides. Lucas bit his lip as the otter pushed a bit more against him, the last bit of his release trickling out into him making Carlson whine a bit, humping again.
Carlson rested back against the tub, letting his legs and tail hang out as he looked up at the ceiling in a bit of a haze. Lucas looked between his legs, having released all of his stomach. Though the otter didn't seem to mind he tried to wipe most of it off the otter had snagged his hand with a paw and was taking his sweet time licking each individual finger. Lucas sighed a bit as the otter rubbed his back, showing no inclination of pulling out. Carlson turned on his side dipping him a bit more into the tub water, pulling his legs and tail in. He manually tossed his tail back over the side as he cuddled up within the water.
Lucas rested his head against Carlson shoulder trying to makes head or tails with what he had said. Carlson didn't need to say those things to get him into bed. Was it too soon to say them? Did he feel the same? The words tugged at his tongue but he didn't say a thing as the otter cuddled against him more, wrapping both paws around him and just growling softly.
He wasn't sure what the otter was to him but he knew that he wouldn't have change this moment, or who he shared it with, for the world on a silver platter.