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In the Lion’s Paws

The smell of something cooking lured Ian from his sleep. The curtains were open, letting dim light of a rainy morning into the room. Now that it wasn’t dark, Ian could see the finely decorated room. Sparse of furniture, but every piece seemed pricey and comfortable. He was alone in bed, wrapped in plush blankets. The sound of sizzling and pans quietly clanking in the distance prompted him to move.

As Ian shifted, a sharp twinge of pain traveled from his rear up his spine. He yelped quietly as he fell back into the pillows. Now lying on his back, Ian tested his ability to move carefully. He was more than sore from the fun he and Duke had indulged in. Yeah, getting out of bed was not happening right now. Ian settled himself back against the pillows just as Duke sauntered into the room wearing nothing but a fluffy bathrobe which did nothing to hide his powerful body. In his paws was a tray with a silver dome over it.

“Good morning kitten, how’d you sleep?” The lion purred, walking leisurely over to the cat. Ian smiled lazily up at the older man, risking a slight stretch and thankfully avoiding pain.

“I slept really well,” Ian said quietly. “But I don’t think I can get up right now.” He mumbled, looking a bit embarrassed. Duke gave a deep chuckle as he set the tray down on Ian’s lap. In a swift motion he removed the dome and a mouthwatering aroma engulfed Ian. Pancakes drowned in syrup and butter, sausage, eggs, and hashbrowns. Duke’s paw fell on the cat’s head, petting his ears affectionately.

“I went pretty hard on you, so I’d be surprised if you could move around so quickly.” Duke rumbled. He reached into his pocket and brought out Ian’s phone. Passing it to the cat, Ian noticed that it had been charged up for him. “Saw that in your clothes, figured I’d charge it for you.” Ian mumbled out a thank you, setting his phone aside so he could eat. “Now you just eat and relax, Daddy will be right back with some milk for you.” Duke teased, pressing a kiss to Ian’s temple before quitting the room.

Ian happily dug into the delectable food, letting himself savor the vibrant flavors. It was clear that Duke had put extra care into his food. A chime brought his attention back to his phone. Quickly unlocking it, he saw a text from his boyfriend, Sebastian. Ian opened it up, ready to reply.

Seb <3: Soooooo, how was it?

Ian: Amazing! Duke is a master of aftercare. He even made me breakfast!

Seb <3: Oh I’m jealous!

Ian: Of the aftercare?

Seb <3: No, that I’m not there to help! ;)

Ian: Dork

Just as Ian sat aside his phone to finish eating, Duke re-entered the room holding a frosty glass of cream colored liquid. Ian reached for the glass as the lion approached, wincing at the sudden movement. Duke's face softened as he passed the milk to Ian. Ian drank it gratefully, recognizing the entrancing taste instantly as the same milk he’d had from the source the night before.

“Aww, kitten. I think I may have gone a little harder on you than I thought.” Duke said, worry lacing his words. His large paw ran up and down Ian’s back in a soothing manner. Duke seemed to ponder something for a moment as Ian continued to moan happily while he ate. Suddenly, the large lion clapped his hands together. Ian jumped a bit, startled at the noise. “How about I take care of you until you start to feel a bit better? Should only take a day and I have nothing planned this weekend.” Duke suggested brightly.

Ian thought for a moment, mulling over his options. It was either walk home with an aching back and jelly legs, or let a dilf lion take care of him until he could get home without pain. No contest.

“That sounds nice to me.” Ian replied, his voice going quiet as his shyness returned in full force. “Thank you, daddy.” Duke preened at the name and nuzzled Ian’s cheek.

“No problem.” Duke rose, moving to the bathroom “I’m gonna take a shower and get ready for the day. You just lay back and relax. When you’ve finished eating just put the tray aside and I’ll grab it in a bit.” He hurriedly explained before closing the bathroom door behind him. Ian smiled as he continued his meal, savoring the rich flavors that were oddly complimented by the lion’s milk. Ian retrieved his phone once more upon hearing another notification.

Seb <3: No u

Ian chuckled at Seb’s remark before replying.

Ian: Apparently Duke went pretty hard on me last night. My legs are jelly. He offered to take care of me till I’m feeling better.

Seb <3: Again, jealous. Are you gonna spend the night again?

Ian: Maybe, if I’m still sore.

Seb <3: Ok, be safe and let me know if you need me. Love you.

Ian: Love you too.

After setting his phone and the tray aside, Ian snuggled back into the covers with a contented sigh. He could hear deep singing and the sounds of the shower running. His belly was full and he felt utterly safe. Ian didn’t expect to be nudged awake from a sudden nap by Duke, now dressed in a large t-shirt and pajama bottoms. The tray was gone and his phone had been moved to the bedside table. Duke was crouched by the bed with a jovial smile.

“Hey there sleepy head,” Duke purred, “You awake enough to talk?” Ian nodded, carefully sitting up in the bed. He wasn’t nearly as sore as before but it still hurt. Duke helped to settle him back against the headboard before taking a seat on the bet by the cat’s legs. “So, first of all, You are stupid cute. Like insanely cute. It’s borderline a crime.” Duke gushed, causing Ian’s face to light up in a blush.

“Thank you?” Ian stuttered out.

“You’re welcome, kitten. Also, you are amazing in bed. Perfect even.” Duke continued, only deepening the cat’s blush. “Now, I know you have a boyfriend, and that you’re both in an open relationship. I don’t really think this should count as a date but if you’re open to going on some actual dates, then I was wondering if you would consider officially being my Son. If we click on the dates that is.” The lion rambled, one large paw rubbing Ian’s leg through the blankets.

“I… I think I’d like that.” Ian replied, smiling up at the lion. Duke gave him a beaming grin as he leaned over and kissed him. This kiss was gentle and chaste, and gave Ian a warm feeling in his chest. Duke pulled back, rubbing the cat’s neck gently.

“Now, why don’t you lie back. I’ll draw you a bath.” Duke said, rising from his seat and walking with a spring in his step back into the bathroom. Not long after, the lion emerged once more and lifted the smaller cat into his arms. Almost as if Ian weighed nothing to him. Ian squeaked in surprise as he clung to the lion’s mane. Duke only rumbled a chuckle in response as he ferried the cat to the waiting tub.

The water was comfortably warm, and smelled fairly of lavender and vanilla. The water bled warmth into Ian’s aching joints. Relaxation washed over him as Duke set to work washing him. Ian was like putty in the lion’s paws as he ran a warm cloth down Ian’s back and along his sensitive spots. He couldn’t help but purr as he was coddled and cared for. Soon enough he was clean and warm, being helped out of the bath on shaky legs. With a flourish of a dryer and towel, Ian’s fur was fluffy and dry once more.

“Now, you should rest a little while longer.” Duke said, leading Ian back into the bedroom and onto the bed. Crawling in behind him to cuddle. Ian turned to bury his face in the thick mane of the Lion, sighing contentedly at the smell and warmth that met him. They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, before Ian started to feel far better. Duke helped Ian dress, gave him a container of hot soup to take with him, kissed him deeply, and promised to text him details about their first official date before sending him on his way.

The following weeks were filled with lovely experiences for the both of them. Duke’s first idea for a date was a comfortable movie night at his place. A cheesy horror movie for them to laugh at played as they cuddled. Plenty of blankets, snacks, and gentle caresses were had. They didn’t fuck that night, only cuddled. Ian woke up the next morning still snuggled into the lion’s side.

Their next date had them setting up a picnic out in the country. Solely so they could stargaze and talk. They discussed their lives, their futures, their dreams. They cuddled some more of course, and that night they most certainly fucked. Duke had to care for Ian’s sore muscles again but he didn’t mind in the slightest. Then came the dinner date. Ian had been surprised when Duke told him to dress nicely and not to bring his wallet with him.

He certainly hadn’t expected to be picked up by Duke and taken to one of the nicest restaurants in town. Wine was ordered and wonderful food was had. For Duke, a huge steak cooked rare and paired with asparagus. For ian, salmon with roasted vegetables. Afterwards, Duke ordered them chocolate mousse and coffee to share. Duke insisted on paying, even sending him home with two orders of steak tartare and a meal for Sebastian.

Duke dropped him off at Ian's apartment, leaving with a deep kiss and a promise to text him. That was far from the end of it. Ian insisted on paying sometimes, but was often overruled by the dominant lion. One early morning, after another night of passion between the two felines, Duke was administering his patented aftercare once again when he asked a surprising question.

“I’d like to meet your boyfriend.” Duke said in a pleasant tone as he delivered breakfast to the cat. This time a crepe stuffed full of whipped cream and fruit. Ian’s mouth was already full, but he managed a puzzled look directed at the large feline. Duke purred as he nuzzled the cat’s neck. “I’m starting to feel real things for you,” he began, “I want to meet Sebastian so we can see about figuring things out long term.” Duke finished with a blinding smile.

“I think that’s a great idea, daddy.” Ian replied, nuzzling the lion back. “I’m starting to feel real things for you too.” After finishing his breakfast, Ian and Duke sat down and figured out a time for them all to meet up. Their usual aftercare routine was finished and plans were made for Sebastian and Ian to have dinner with Duke the following Friday. Leaving Duke with four days to prepare.

He frantically cleaned the house, bought groceries and candles, wine, and even some light music to play. He made them a beautiful roast and mashed potatoes, and dressed in what he hoped would be a flattering suit. He was nervous. Sure he’s sent food home with Ian for Sebastian a few times, hoping to make a good impression, but this was far different. This was in the hopes of a lasting relationship. Hell, from what Duke had heard of Sebastian, he very well may fall for him too. Though admittedly, Duke may have been jumping the gun a bit on that front.

He was setting the table when his doorbell rang. He nearly dropped the bowl of baked apples in surprise. Quickly righting himself, Duke hustled over to the door, took a very deep breath, and opened it with a wide grin. Standing there was Ian dressed in an adorable suit, and by his side was an identical copy, though maybe a little larger, in similar clothes.

Twins… Ian was dating his twin… The lion could feel himself harden in his pants at the mere thought of it. Oh Duke was in trouble.