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Hey everyone! Well, here we go with the next chapter....maybe the site won't crash after posting it heh....Either way, hope you guys enjoy this one and all the ones to come!

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"He seems like he's better,"

"He is," Marion said.

"He apologized after class today,"

"Oh?" Marion inquired. In truth he was surprised it had taken his son all week to do it, but then again he wasn't going to push Chris either.

"Don't worry...I told him that he had nothing to apologize for,"

Marion chuckled, "I wasn't going to say you should," he replied to the bear though in truth if Ben hadn't done that he would've been a bit disappointed. It was wrong, because he knew his son did owe an apology to the bear--even if he didn't insult Ben personally, but it'd still been rude. A part of him knew Ben knew that but that knowing that didn't matter to either of them because Marion knew Ben had meant it. Of course the bear didn't have to, but still, in cases like this it could never hurt.

Ben chuckled too and made another mark on the paper, "Want to know something funny?"

"What?"

"Some of my students think hydrogen peroxide only makes water,"

"That's a mean equation to give them Ben!" Marion said. The bear taught beginning chemistry, and he was sure that the bear was making even his lower quality test comparable to honors tests.

"I specifically told them in class that it produces both oxygen and water...it should've been a simple process of making sure you balance your atoms. I mean, you can't even properly balance the equation with just water," the bear replied in defense of his test.

"Still...it's a tricky equation for beginning chemistry Bear-butt...I remember that was on one of my college exams. I hope you didn't make it terribly tough,"

"Nothing too hard," Ben said, though a few of the students had begun to draw on their tests, one tigress drew a not so nice picture of him. Despite the context of the picture, he had to admit it wasn't a terrible drawing, but, it was lacking something. He rolled his eyes and added in devil horns and a trident with his red pen, deciding he could at least get his own kicks in on the picture. A part of him wanted to even add a text bubble saying 'you've already failed the test mwahahaha' but he went with his better judgment and left that out. He noted it and was sure it'd be fun watching her reaction as he gave back the test.

"I'll be the judge of that," Marion replied, now sure he'd force Chris to tell him how the test went today.

"Are we still on for tonight?"

"Yes...if Chris is still going for the lock-in with his friends,"

"What's it with?"

"Youth group he visits, I'll drop him off and we can meet up around seven, OK?" Marion said and looked down at his watch. He'd already had the talk with Ben to see how he felt about spiritual matters and though the bear wasn't as involved he did tell him that he just felt a bit outed whenever he was around others.

"Yeah, that sounds good,"

"OK...well...I'll see you later, OK?"

"OK," Ben said with a smile, "I love you,"

"Love you too Honeybutt," Marion said and flipped his phone shut.

Ben chuckled and made another mark on the paper, wondering if he should dress up or not for tonight. After a moment he shook his head, deciding it wouldn't really matter if he did or not. Besides if he stayed at the school and continued to grade papers he might be able to finish them all, even with constructive comments, and then meet Marion for a weekend all about themselves; something more appealing than anything else.

For the next few hours he sat and graded papers, eventually finishing up thirty minutes before he was supposed to meet Marion. The date had put him in a good mood, and seeing as only five furs got his peroxide question he decided to throw it out and award those who got it right the points as bonus points. He grabbed his coat and locked the door as he began heading down the hallway.

The teacher's parking lot was empty save for his own car. There was something nice about that; he never minded being the last one around. The solitude was always quite nice, and no better place than the school: after all, who wanted to be here later than they needed? Well, except for him that was. It was a calm place an hour after the bell rang for the students to go home; perhaps one of the most tranquil places on earth. For tonight though, he didn't want this solitude. He jumped in his car and began to drive off, still running on the fumes that he'd see Marion in a bit. As he pulled up to the restaurant he saw the wolf in his car and pulled up beside him, smiling over at him.

The wolf didn't see him. Ben flashed his lights, getting not only the wolf's attention, but also that of the family on the sidewalk. The smile on Marion's face was warming and he quickly pulled up right next to the wolf. He waved apologetically to the family and quickly moved over to Marion's car, closing the door and giving the wolf a peck on the cheek.

"I've already been inside and I have the buzzer...it'll ring when we have a table available,"

Ben nodded and smiled, "The buzzer is going to ring?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Shut-up," Marion replied with a laugh and leaned over, giving a quick kiss on the cheek, "It's good to see you,"

"You too," Ben replied. He wished the kiss would've been a bit fuller but there was time for that later no doubt. "So...we can sit here...in the dark of your car...alone,"

"Romantic isn't it?" Marion asked with a sarcastic sigh.

"Very," Ben replied with a chuckle. After a moment he leaned back in his seat and sighed, "Did you have a good week?"

"Yes I did--did you?"

"Not really...but it's better now," Ben told the wolf with a smile.

"What was wrong?"

"The students never seem to get thermodynamics..."

"Well...it's tough stuff," Marion replied, having a few terrible memories all his own of his own thermo class in college.

"I'm afraid I suck at teaching it," Ben admitted. He dreaded the thermodynamics topic because next to making a small explosion he couldn't make it too fun for the class.

"I'm sure you're not,"

"Uh-huh," Ben huffed and shook his head, "I'd rather not talk about it honestly,"

Marion nodded, "OK...I understand," he said. The bear really only got upset about school because he felt that if his students did badly that is was his own fault. It was slightly strange to see Ben in the dumps, he hated it for the bear. There had been a time when the class average was a seventy and Ben had been ready to throw it out just because he was sure he must've done horribly teaching the chapters for that particular test.

"How about your week?" Ben asked, turning the subject off thermodynamics.

"Not bad...Mary says her boyfriend isn't feeling well...I think he's got that bug that's going around,"

"A few pups and cubs around the school are coughing," Ben noted with a small grimace, "But, just like every other bug, it'll last a bit then go away. Last year there was that nasty cold that had nearly half the school out,"

"Yeah, Chris got sick....but a part of me thinks he was milking it,"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he was sick, I know that...but...not sick enough to have needed to miss school. But regardless I hope you and Chris don't get it," Marion said, smiling at the bear.

"But we'd both have such a great guy to take care of us,"

Marion blushed a bit and nudged his muzzle against Ben's, "Yeah, but if I get sick too...I'd have to punish you,"

"Depending on the punishment you might not be making a strong case Babe," Ben rumbled back, feeling a warmth steer in him, even before diner. Then again, he hadn't pawed off the night before, he never did when he was going to be with Marion later--it made things better. He pulled back quickly enough and lowered the heat in the car; wanting to cool them both down a little--Marion would understand. "But...umm, back to your week, it was good?"

Marion chuckled a little and readjusted himself, "Yeah, a nice enough week. There is a company conference coming up in a bit..." he said before putting the heat back up and smiling at the bear, "I'm cold...unless you want to keep me warm?"

"Oh?" Ben inquired, a bit to both areas, though more so to the later. Sadly the wolf chose to answer the work related one.

"Yeah, someone from our district has to go, but that never falls on me, a bit sadly--they give nice food I hear. Still, it's usually a bit of talking around us at work. You know...just chatter; will there be any new changes, regulations, that sort of stuff. There is rarely anything big...last year they just added a zero onto all registry codes..." Marion replied, smiling at how the bear's paw snuck over to his thigh and stayed there, nice and warm. There shouldn't be any true trouble though, not with the console and break between them, so he allowed it, even shuffled a bit to let it go up higher.

"So...why not just get that in a little news letter?" Ben asked, glad the streetlight didn't offer any sight into the wolf's car--at least not above their muzzles that is. He edged his paw up a bit more and gave a friendly squeeze. He felt hotter again--much more so. With his free paw he undid a button on his shirt, an act that didn't go unnoticed.

"It's just to be a bit more official I think," Marion replied with a small chuckle. It was nice and good for the company though, that much he was sure. Maybe there wouldn't be relationships built, but having representatives from various districts getting together was never a bad thing--made them all seem a bit more cohesive. "I hear it's in Stag Flats this year,"

"Quite far away,"

"Yeah, but it's their turn to h--Hold! I...was still talking,"

Ben chuckled gruffly before pulling his paw away from between the wolf's legs, unable to have helped himself, "You can continue..."

"So could you," Marion said and put a paw over the bear's own as it began to move up, stopping him, "If we weren't in public,"

"Aww, but it's all the rage in school these days...snogging in cars and what not,"

"I thought you had to drive far away for that," Marion replied with a grin, not ignorant to how they'd begun to lean closer together.

"We could go far away...for the weekend,"

"Oh?"

"Yeah...Stag Flats if you wanted,"

"If we did that we wouldn't have time for anything but a quick kiss before having to turn back,"

"But it's the thought right?"

"A nice get away for us...hmm?"

"Yeah, just me and you...a--"

*Bzzt* *Bzzt*

Marion laughed a little sorrowfully and moved away from his lover, "That...would be our diner,"

Ben pouted a bit but couldn't help a smile of his own after a moment, "You get away for now..." he replied as they got out of the car.

"But I didn't want to get away,"

Ben wrapped an arm about his wolf and tugged him closer, giving him a quick kiss on the head, "I did say 'for now'...you're still mine later,"

"I'm yours now," Marion mumbled as he nestled closer to the bear.

Ben couldn't help but smile and hold the wolf closer as they moved to the door.

Diner was nice, as it always was for them. The door closed with an unintended slam as Ben swiveled the wolf in his arms around and pushed him back against it--locking it swiftly with a free paw. Marion didn't complain though--then again, the wolf was rather preoccupied feeling him up, something he was quite fine with. The fondling only helped to remind him of his needs, which he was pushing against Marion's hips and growling lightly into his ear. "Like I said...all mine," he rumbled.

"Mmmhmm," Marion said, leaning forward and nipping at his lover's lips playfully, "The bed awaits,"

"But it's so early," Ben replied playfully.

"Then," Marion began with a series of kisses, "We'll. Have. To. Make. It. Last,"

Ben held the wolf close and began to pull him back, though they only managed a few feet before stopping their kiss. Both laughed a little before the race began, shucking off unneeded items. Their shoes were left, and Marion flung off his jacket while moving up the stairs, which Ben dodged and moved a bit quicker. At the top his wolf spun around to meet him and they locked their lips once more for the next set of their journey. Soon enough they were at the bedroom, both panting lightly.

"How about we," Marion said and kissed the bear on his lips with a smile, "make a thermodynamic reaction?" he suggested.

The kiss didn't come. Instead he got a sputtering feeling as Ben fell away from him and began to laugh. Blood quickly rushed to the wolf's cheeks, "What?"

Ben nearly rolled off the bed and clutched at his sides.

That hardly helped. Marion knew it hadn't been the best pick-up line, but he hadn't thought it was the joke of the century either. His ears twitched and his tail fell a bit as the bear continued laughing even while he stood there.

After a minute of gasping for air Ben leaned up and stifled a laugh at the sight of Marion's flushed face, "I'm sorry...it was bad to laugh,"

Marion tried not to smile but he could hardly help it, "I guess it was a pretty bad joke,"

Ben shook his head and took the wolf's paw and brought him over to him. He was about at shoulder height while sitting so Marion would have to lean a bit. The wolf didn't wish to though, or perhaps he just wanted to be closer--it didn't matter. All that he cared for was the niceness as Marion straddled his hips and wrapped his arms lazily behind his neck. He looked up at him and smiled, "A bit worse than pretty bad," he told him, giving the wolf a small squeeze.

Marion sighed, "Well...I'm sorry...I won't try to be romantic again,"

"We'll see how long that lasts," Ben replied, gently running his fingers over the wolf. He saw Marion lean down, and soon their lips met. A happy rumble escaped Ben's chest and he let his other paw move up and begin to work on Marion's shirt, fumbling with the buttons playfully while enjoying the kiss.

After a minute the shirt was undone. Ben let his paws run through the fur and eventually grabbed the shirt around the shoulder part and began to pull it down; Marion allowing it to slip off his shoulders. With that obstacle removed Ben let his arms warp around his boyfriend and pulled him back onto the bed with him.

Marion fell, letting a grunt escape into the bear's lips. He pulled back and reangled his head before diving back into the kiss, giving a happy groan as he did so. A job of his own was in front of him, though for some reason Ben hadn't worn his regular button up plaid shirt, instead it only buttoned down a little, meaning the bear would have to lean up to remove the shirt. Still, he did undo the buttons and play with the ruff of fur that was available. When the bear grumbled something into his muzzle he pulled back.

Ben sat up and removed his shirt, "OK, that's better,"

Marion nodded, "Definitely," he replied with a smile. He let a stray paw go down and grope the bear, getting a 'whoo' of surprise.

Ben let his arms wrap around the wolf and he began to rub Marion's back, "Pretty eager?"

"Very," Marion replied and squeezed the cock through the bear's pants. He let one of his paws begin fumbling with Ben's buckle, hating the annoying device for how it usually required two paws, but one of his refused to move from its treat.

"You know...it goes better with two paws," Ben suggested, but didn't mind the molesting paw.

"Tell that to my paw," Marion said with a smile.

"Your paw will have plenty of time to play with me when you get that bone buried,"

Marion's ears twitched and there was a clicking sound as the buckle finally became undone, but he was more interested in the bear's words, "Bury my bone?" he asked with a smile.

"Yes," Ben said, "Nice and deep--all of it,"

Marion let a happy growl escape his chest and he felt his cock throb in his jeans, "That won't be a problem,"

"Well, it'd be rude of me to keep you waiting," Ben said and gave another quick kiss to the wolf. With that the wolf moved off him and he began to slide off his pants and boxers, letting them fall to the floor. While Marion was wrestling with his own belt Ben decided he could go ahead and get the lube. He grabbed the small bottle from the nightstand drawer and popped the lid. A gasp fell from his mouth as warm lips wrapped around his member. Looking down he smirked a bit at the wolf, "You know...I bet you'd get out of your clothes quicker without trying to multitask,"

Marion was still fumbling with his paws while he gave his bear a taste, moaning at the flavor and sinking down to the root quickly. His glare up at Ben didn't come out quite so well as he wished, not when he was too busy enjoying himself, and when the bear's paw rufflered his head fur he couldn't hhelp but smile to begin with.

"I don't think I mind you taking so long though," Ben said, sure he could blow off a quick load in the wolf's muzzle and in somewyas not wanting to rush towards what he'd promised. He was nervous--perhaps foolishly so, but still nervous. His first time bottoming hadn't been so great. But it was Marion he assured himself and smiled down at the fur bobbing his muzzle over him; perhaps an odd time to feel butterflies in his stomach as his lover suckled along his member, but the butterflies were there nonetheless. A few more bobbing motions later and he pulled the wolf off, smiling and stepping away, "Come-on...I don't want to be the only naked guy in the room,"

Marion hated his fumbling paws. He made a mental promise to stop wearing belts when he knew that Ben would be coming over; it took too much time to undo the contraption. Eventually the buckle snapped and he gave a happy sigh of relief. He threw off his pants and underwear to turn around and stood to face the naked bear, who was a good sight on the bed.

"Take any longer and I probably could paw off," Ben said with a teasing tone.

Marion rolled his eyes, "Maybe that says something about you and not me," he told the bear with a simple grin. He dropped down onto the bed and felt Ben push him down so that he was on his back, looking at the celling.

"Touché," Ben replied and let some of the liquid into his paw. He rubbed it over his paw and without a warning began to paw off the wolf.

Marion groaned and rolled his head back, "Bit of warning would be nice,"

Ben chuckled and made sure to get the lube all over the cock, giving a special bit of attention to the knot as well. It was a hot sight to stroke the wolf off. Marion's tail swished back and forth as his paw worked deftly over the hot meat, even getting his boyfriend to pant eventually. Maybe he'd go all the way--just let Marion's first load paint his chest. The thought was playing through his mind when the wolf's paw found his own.

"Ok Ok, that's enough," Marion announced and pushed the bear's paw away. "Do you need some?"

Ben applied a little to his hole but figured that willpower and pre would easily take care of the rest, "I'm OK," he replied, lifting Marion up and taking the wolf's place. He felt very strange, being on his back with the knowledge that Marion wasn't about to straddle him for a ride. It had been far too long since he'd had anything other than a stray finger inside--he was a bit anxious. Of course, from how the wolf reacted he knew it had to be good, and he knew Marion would be good to him--just like he always was.

Marion got to his knees and quickly put Ben's legs on his shoulder, "I could get used to this sight,"

Ben smiled up at the wolf and nodded, "And I might just let you get used to it--if you're a good doggie,"

Marion grinned and leaned down, planting a heavy kiss on the bear's lips. While distracting Ben with his tongue he pressed his head against the bear's hole, guiding it with a paw and applied pressure. A groan ran into his muzzle and he made sure to go slow and gently for Ben, wanting this to be special and pleasurable for both of them.

Ben grunted as the head slipped past his defenses and he clamped down on the cock. He knew there was a few more inches to go, and he focused on kissing Marion all the more, deciding that hopefully the task would make him relax so the wolf could get in him all the deeper.

After a few minutes of kissing Ben felt the knot press against him and gave a groan, signaling the wolf to stop. Marion pulled from his muzzle and he smiled up at him, "Well...it's been awhile,"

Marion smiled. He and Ben had talked once about their exes, and he knew the bear had only bottomed once, saying he didn't enjoy it, but only because his partner wasn't concerned about both their mutual needs, and that it had hurt. He was sure he could convince Ben that bottoming could be more pleasurable than topping by the end of the night, or at very least something he was interested in. He was just a bit concerned about the knot, knowing most had trouble with it. "Sure you can take it Honeybutt?"

"Oh, it's not that big of a challenge," Ben said with a small smirk.

Marion frowned and resisted the urge to give Ben a good thrust, not wanting to rush, "That's not nice,"

"Sorry babe..." Ben replied with a smile, "Why don't you prove me wrong?"

"I plan to...if you want me to,"

"I want you to," Ben said, relaxing himself a bit more. "Just...go slow at first," he said, but noticed how he hadn't lost any of his arousal, instead he only felt more and more aroused by the situation. The wolf was touching something in him, and he could only imagine once he was more accustomed to the feeling that it'd be even better.

Marion nodded and leaned down, kissing the bear again. He rolled his hips against Ben's, slowly coaxing a moan from his lover, and increasing his attempts to gain more. A moan was all it took after all. If Ben was enjoying himself with just this, he could give him more he knew. A small smile set over his lips as he pulled back and slowly pushed back in.

Arms wrapped around him after a minute, holding him closer, but still pushing him on. His own paws sought the bear's member, finding it and giving it a few strokes. That made Ben moan even more, and he chuckled a bit into their kiss. He worked over the shaft in time, bringing out shuddering gasps from his lover, even after their lips parted.

"Yea--Yeah, that feels good," Ben said, closing his eyes and homing in on the feeling, trying to savor it while he could. He let go of Marion, instead taking the sheets into his paws as the tempo changed.

"You really do look good like that Ben," Marion told the bear with a smile removing his own paws. His bear's eyes opened briefly and he smirked, "Don't worry...it can feel just as good without a helping paw,"

Ben smiled back at the wolf, unsure but trusting his lover. It had felt good with the paw, better than anything before--well, next to having the wolf below him. Still, his past experience still told him it wasn't so great. It only took a moment for that worry to lose ground, as a moan escaped him.

Marion began a slow pace, working fully in and out of Ben, getting the occasional groan of pleasure as he did. Perhaps he'd proven his case already, but that was no reason to stop--now it was just a celebration perhaps. He let Ben's legs fall from his shoulders and wrapped thim around his waist. The bear's chest rose and fell unsteadily while his paws clenched at the sheets; he was willing to bet Ben was fighting to not paw himself off.

Ben felt a blush run over his features at his next moan. It sounded so unlike him--a bit too high but still in a grumbling fashion. He rumbled a little, as if to show it was just a one-time thing, but a minute later the wolf proved otherwise, getting another helpless moan from his muzzle. "Marion...O--Ohhhh,"

It wasn't quite helpless, more like forced-helplessness. He couldn't paw off, not anymore. If he tried to touch himself he'd burst, he had no doubt. A grunt next escaped his lips as the wolf slammed into him, Marion giving a small bark of pleasure as he did. It followed by another, and more and more as the pace changed to quick and jabbing. It was no less pleasant though; simply different.

The new feeling was nice to say the least, and it only took him a minute to fall into the pace of it, enjoying the throes of pleasure it sent through him to have Marion drilling into him. He doubted the wolf realized how good he looked, growling lightly at him and looking so dominant--even if their size made that a bit more humorous. The grunts fell from his lips in no real order, and after a bit he lost any shame from the sounds--letting them come as they might. "Keep that up Babe,"

Marion grunted an affirmation and tried his best to obey, wanting it just as much for Ben as for himself now. He readjusted, pushing one of Ben's legs away now and changing his angle, getting a new growl of pleasure from his lover and new orders to go faster and harder--orders he obeyed quickly.

"Ohh,"

Marion recognized that sound and with his next thrust buried himself all the more roughly into Ben. He could feel the bear clenching down on him and it made it almost too much to take but he was determined to tie the bear; it was something he wouldn't stop till he had.

Ben let out a growl and tried to relax so he could let in the knot, feeling his cock pulse as that ball of flesh continued to smack at his pucker. The pleasure felt like a strange flood, much better than anything he'd assumed he be feeling tonight. This was definitely something he'd do again as of now because of the way it felt. It was like a pool of warmth had built up at the base of his spine with the occasional flicker of pleasure on his already burning cock. Words did little to truly describe it--though there were words that could guide their mating to a ending. A quick jab made him grunt, "Tie me," he growled.

Marion pulled roughly on the bear's legs on his next pushing thrust and held him, getting a bit of movement but not much. He pulled back and continued his assault on the bear's hole. After a few more thrust he pressed back in and clenched his teeth together as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm him. It was much like a fight to see what would last longer, the bear's resilience or his own.

Ben snarled a little as the knot speared him but didn't go in, though he knew it was so close. He shook his head a bit and any displeasure from his hole that was on fire was dissipated quickly by the pleasurable assault of Marion's hips. And, in fact, even those bouts of pain or discomfort just added an amazing contrast to the pleasure--as if enhancing and making the experience that much richer. He felt the wolf's body pressing roughly against him and grunted beneath him as he subjected himself to the male's cock--loving every second of it. Never before had another male made him grunt like Marion was doing, the wolf's cock slamming into him and causing waves of pleasure to cascade through him while all he could do to vocalize it were let out rumbling grunts.

Marion pulled out a bit and then slammed back in as hard as he could, refusing to let the bear go.

Ben grunted and growled roughly, "Come-on, tie me...bury that bone,"

The grunts and pleadful voice did it, along with his persistence. With a final surge Marion felt himself pop into his boyfriend. The sudden feeling encompassing his knot was amazing--so amazing. His hips became a blur of motion as he slammed as fast and hard with the small amount of space he could with his knot inside Ben--making Ben grunt even more heavily beneath him.

Ben felt his cock spasm as the cock speared him open to new levels and the knot made its home in his hole. The feeling of the rapid, quick, almost desperate thrusting was just the variation he needed as his body was wracked with pleasure in a thousand new ways. It was like a cannon was set off in him because it wasn't just his cock but every part of his body that trembled with pleasure, even through the pain of having the orange sized knot in him.

"Oooh!"

Marion noticed the sound that made a melody as it slipped from both their respective muzzles. His had been a bit higher than Ben's which was gravelly and deep, but the two sounds together made a beautiful collision, like their bodies. The few seconds inside the bear were too much for him as Marion felt his cock begin to pulse rapidly and his balls draw up closer. Grunts began escaping him as he clenched his teeth together and filled the bear with his seed.

Any sounds Marion made were drowned out by the roomshaking roar that Ben gave off--a noise more primal than anything the bear had ever done before. His cock pulsed a few times before the first shot of bear cum shot like a geyser into his forest of fur, painting streams into his fur. He writhed beneath the wolf who continued to ravage his hole, each bucking thrust causing a shaky wave of pleasure to cascade through his body.

Marion grunted a few more times, though he only felt them. Ben's roar had left him a bit deaf but he knew he'd be able to hear again soon. He let himself collapse into the messy fur of the bear, panting up a storm as he tried to regain his breath and occasionally bucking innately into his boyfriend.

Ben's own breathes were more controlled, but much heavier and longer. He squeezed down on the cock and smiled to himself at the feeling of the having the knot inside him. An odd pride swelled that he had taken it, not a pride he'd brag about but one he could hide in the back of his mind and dwell on as a greedy sensation. The wolf had taken him--as he'd allowed--and he was the wolf's and no one else's.

After a minute Marion's breathing became more controlled and he looked over at the bear, smiling like a fool. A second passed before the bear returned the grin. "That was....it was something,"

Ben nodded and could swear he felt the cock in him pulse again, sending another bit of the wolf's cum into his body. He was happy the wolf had tied him, that way nothing was escaping him and they were ensured plenty of cuddling time. Of course, he wasn't sure how he was supposed to keep from moaning by the way the cock stayed so nicely pressed within him, "Something pretty good I'd say,"

Marion felt the bear's arms wrap around him and he leaned forward and licked the bear's nose, "So...you enjoy yourself?"

Ben felt his nose twitch but he chuckled at the feeling of the lick, "Of course I did...never got off like that before,"

"And?" Marion inquired with a smile.

"And what? And that you tied me, bred me like the savage wolf you are, made me cum without touching myself, and have me all to yourself in such a dominant manner that makes me want you all the more...well, I'm not going to admit that to you," Ben told the wolf with a grin.

"I could tell--you didn't have to," Marion said, leaning forward and giving the bear a few wet kisses. He settled for nipping the bear's neck, getting low rumbles of acceptance, from the larger male as he gave possessive bites. The smell of bear musk was heavy in the air, building even more heavily as the cum smeared their chest into a musky aroma only making it a longer process before Marion knew his knot would slip out.

"You know...I think I like bottoming,"

"Well...you'll have to ask before I give up my seat on you," Marion replied with a chuckle as he moved to a new place on Ben's neck.

"Oh, I know that," Ben said with a smile, "I wouldn't deprive you of something you like that much,"

Marion grumbled an approval as he set to biting at Ben's left side of his neck, smiling at the concreteness of their roles. Topping and tying with Ben had been special though, and he would definitely do it again, but by the end of the night he wanted to have his own fun--letting the bear take him. When he thought about himself he knew he much preferred bottoming because when it came to being with Ben there was just nothing else that compared to it. He was more than glad to lift his tail for Ben.

"So...how long does your knot usually last?"

"Oh, it'll slip out after a bit. Give me half an hour or so," Marion replied after giving the bear's neck a few more love bites. He looked over at him, "This is just forced cuddle time," he added with a smile.

Ben laughed and rubbed his paws over the wolf's back, "You know you wouldn't have to force me," he said and leaned forward, giving a quick kiss to the wolf. "There is one thing I'll admit to you...if you're interested...."

"Oh?" Marion asked, smiling at the bear. He felt a paw trace around his head and rest behind his ears and his tail began to beat back and forth. "What is it?"

"Just that I love you...you're my great wolf lover," Ben said with a grin.

"I love you more,"

"No you don't,"

"Yes I do,"

"Do not," Ben replied, moving a paw up and, despite their playful tones, gently caressing the wolf's face in his paw.

"Do too," Marion retorted, leaning forward a bit and having let the playfulness exit his voice. It sounded a bit odd, doing such a playful game of who loved who more while talking with such a tone.

"Don't,"

"Do. Too," Marion replied, each word interrupted with a light kiss. He let his eyes close and let out a moan of pleasure, keeping his lips lightly pressed against the bear's.

"Prove it," Ben said, wishing he'd had a more opportune time for a romantic moment--instead of forcing it from a game, but it seemed to work. He felt the usual butterflies in his stomach as his lips slid along Marion's, and there was a content moan from his lover. His paw slipped from the wolf's face to the back of his head, pulling him closer.

Marion let out a happy moan and pressed his hips more firmly against the bear--getting a moan as he did so. A few tongue ties later they began to pull apart, even if Marion knew it was only for a quick breath. With a bit of hesitance he let the tip of his tongue slip away from the bear's muzzle, but they both grinned at each other.

"I do love you Marion--so much,"

Marion let out a happy murr and nudged his muzzle against the bear's, "And I love you," he replied, smirking a bit. He dipped his head back down, returning to their kiss, one he was sure would go on and off through the night.