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Snow Globes

Written by: Zylen Andel

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Christmas was always a stressful time for everyone, but for the men and women who had to work during this time - it was even harder. Percival was one such unlucky soul, shackled by corporate greed and forced to work on the one day where everyone wanted to be home with their friends and family. Instead, Percival was working in the local mall as the head elf assisting the mall Santa in spreading as much Christmas cheer as possible.

"This job sucks! Why am I even here?"

The answer to that question had many answers, the snow owl knew that. He entered the mall's bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. The bright green elf uniform he was forced to wear during the holiday season only made him want to abandon the season even more. Not the mention that it was hard to find the right fit for his plump body. The shirts fit okay for the most part, but his more prominently pronounced posterior always made for uncomfortably tight pants. And he had no choice but to stay in them for hours on end.

The white faced avian, sighed and splashed his face with water, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in his backside. The pants seemed as if they weren't going to tear at all, so the entirety of the pressure was put on Percy's waist and flesh. He growled, trying to ignore the reason he had rushed off to the bathroom. It was unprofessional and would probably get him fired if he was caught. But like the Telltale Heart, the throbbing grew more intense and would not be ignored!

"Dammit! I can't do this! What if someone comes in?" The frantic snow owl looked to his reflection as if awaiting a response. The debate went on in his head for a few more moments, leaving him to twist and squirm in the pants trying to get his mind back on his job. Then a sudden pinch on his backside sent a shocking stab of pain through him.

"Ahh! Forget it...I need this." Moving quickly, Percy reached down and undid the button and the zipper for the silly elf pants. He tugged them down hard and fast, feeling a sense of wonderous elation as his ample backside swell out of those constricting pants. He doubled over the sinks, eyes closed, with his large butt out and exposed to the chilly air. Being a snow owl, the cold never bothered him and in fact felt quite amazing against his bare flesh. Well, not entirely bare. Percival had chosen to wear to thong under the pants as it was the only kind of underwear that wouldn't add to his discomfort during the day.

As he stood there, bent over the sink and enjoying the relief, he debated quitting this part time job. Was it really worth all this stress and putting himself through all this just to make some extra spending money for the season? All the rude and hurried customers making his day even harder, his boss not caring about anything but profit, and the kids - they were one of the worst parts. Always running around full of sugar and energy, teasing him about his "fat" butt, and greedily touching everything they could get their greasy hands on.

There were of course a few things to like about this job. Percival loved the cold weather and the snow felt great on his feathers. The times he dealt with good customers was also a refreshing change of pace that kept him loyal to the job. And then there was the real reason he stayed at this job - Zeke. The mall Santa they had chosen this year was a thickly muscled Kermode Bear whose body was perfect for the physical representation of Santa Claus. His muscle gut was better than any chubby guy's belly and his soft gray fur made him very appealing and approachable to the children. They saw him as a soft and warm man, which is what you'd want for a mall Santa.

Percival, however, had a different reason for wanting to sit on that bear's lap. The snow owl, shook his head, to try to clear his fantasies away so he wouldn't encounter the other problem the tight pants gave him - they do not hide his boners. Normally, the job is so stressful he didn't have a problem keeping his libido in check. However, on those rare slow days where it was just him sitting there with Zeke and his fantasies, there had been some close calls. His thong began to get tighter as thoughts of Zeke flooded his mind. One such thought had the bear sitting in nothing but a Santa hat and inviting him onto his lap for a juicy gift. Another thought of Percival on his knees in front of the sexy Santa getting teabagged by his sack. But all the quick fleeting highly arousing thoughts led the snowy owl to the same place they always did.

Percival closed his eyes again, trying to fight his own fantasies away from that perfect dream he wanted so desperately. It didn't matter where the fantasy took place; sometimes it was at the owl's apartment, or the imagined house the bear lived in, sometimes he fantasized about it happening right here in the bathroom. But the fantasy was the same - Zeke holding Percival in his thick strong arms while firmly fucking him. Their moans sound perfect together in his mind, creating a sound akin to music that further lulled the snow owl out of reality. The thong continued to get tight on his growing erection as the fantasy played out in his head. The sweetest of dreams made real in his mind.

"Hey, Per-! Percy?!"

The sudden unexpected sound of another man's voice snapped the dream in half and Percival blushed furiously. He snapped his head to the door and saw the object of his fantasy, Zeke himself, standing there with surprise evident on his face. The snow owl screamed in embarrassment, quickly turning to run to the stalls. Though the second he did the tight pants, which had been gathered at his ankles, tripped him up. He screamed again, and closed his eyes, bracing for the hit to the tile floor. When the impact didn't happen, he let out a sigh of relief and opened his eyes. The blush that was on his face burned even brighter when he realized that the bear had caught him. The gray furred male had rushed to his aid to save him from falling to the floor. Percival smiled warmly up at the bear, feeling a warmth spread through his whole body at the romantic thoughts made real.

"I'm glad you're okay, but you gotta pull your pants up." Zeke reminded the snow owl. "I'd love to run around with my pants off too, but people will talk, you know?"

Once again, Percival scrambled to his feet and pulled his pants up. He grunted and squeezed into the tight pants in front of his crush, who simply looked at him. The snow owl felt humiliated and embarrassed, feeling quite exposed and vulnerable. He didn't know what to say... what could he say? No! It was far better for him to remain silent.

"Those pants are really tight on you."

The words had no harmful tone that Percival could hear, but he knew what was probably meant by them. He walked into a stall and shut and locked the door, leaving the bear outside.

"Oh, come on, Percy. I didn't mean anything by that. Those pants... uh... actually make you look really cute."

What? Could he have heard that right? Percival opened the stall door, looking at the bear who merely smiled back. The bear was wearing the Santa suit that hung loosely over his body, allowing freedom of movement. But Percival knew how muscular the ursine male was underneath that suit having watched him change a few times. Zeke made no secret that he was gay, but Percival had no idea that the handsome bear was attracted to him in any way. "You... think I'm cute?"

The bear just grinned, "Yeah, I do. I... oh man... I've had fantasies about you."

The snow owl couldn't believe it! His crush was crushing on him too! The idea of Zeke thinking about him was so arousing he almost forgot about the embarrassment he was still feeling. "Really? I've 've had fantasies about you too. I was thinking about you just now actually."

"I get you going that hard huh?" The snow owl gave a quizzical look, but the bear gave no answer, instead he blushed and gasped as he felt a hand rubbing his hard bulge that wasn't his own. He looked down at his crotch as saw the gray furry hand holding the lump, looking back at the smiling bear after a soft squeeze of that hand. "It's hard to hide a boner like that. You should take care of this before you come back out. Don't worry, I'll cover for you. But listen, why don't you come to my place after work sometime? We can have more fun there than we can here."

"Yes! Uh... I mean... okay. I'd like that." Percival whined as the bear's hand left his bulge, with the bear walking towards the door. He was in total disbelief that all of this had happened so smoothly. He had been invited to Zeke's house for some sexy fun...his fantasies would become real!

"I'll text you my address later tonight, alright?"

And with that said, Percival was left alone with his heart aflutter and an achingly throbbing boner. He would have to take the bear's suggestion and take care of that before he left the bathroom. But even jerking off in the bathroom at work didn't break his happiness about having a rendezvous with his romantic crush. However long it took for Zeke to text him for that rendezvous... it would be worth it.

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That high Percival felt in that bathroom at work was still going strong a few days later. He had seen Zeke at work, but the bear had always said he wasn't ready. And far from getting discouraged, the snowy owl's anticipation was rising every hour. There was no way to expect what the jovial ursine had planned, but as the third day after the encounter came to a close the anticipation was reaching a critical state.

Percival was on pins and needles waiting for his chance to be with the bear of his most erotic dreams. He had left work for the day and was on his way to his car. The anticipation and excitement he felt filled him with such levity that his beak was curled into a perpetual smile. With his car in sight he was looking forward to imagining all of the kinky fun that he wanted to have with Zeke, further heightening his excitement for the real event. A sudden beep from his phone broke that thought and he practically tore the phone out of his pocket.

NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM: ZEKE

Percival, drew in a deep breath, unlocking his car and sitting in the front seat - which had plenty of room for his apple-bottom. He shut the door and locked it, taking a look at the phone and hoping that tonight was the night. Then, a second thought crossed his mind.

"What if he wants to call it off? It's been days...maybe he was trying to figure out the best way to let me down easy?"

The snowy owl paused at the screen, finger ready to touch the notification and open Schrödinger's text message. The fear of rejection was palpable, but the potential reward of getting to be with handsome bear outweighed his possible heartbreak. His talon dipped and touched his phone, prompting it to open and reveal the message typed by the sexy fingers he wanted to feel all over him.

"IT'S TIME. COME ON OVER."

Those five words crushed the thought of rejection into oblivion! He wanted to see him! He had been getting ready! And now the snow owl had a new fire burning in his loins and belly, fueling his actions as he quickly but safely pulled out of the parking lot and drove towards the bear's address.

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Percival could hardly keep his excitement in check, giggling and grinning like a madman. He was climbing the stairs to the Zeke's apartment, taking note of the Christmas decorations all around. This was a festive time of year and he was finally able to enjoy it without be crammed into those super tight pants. The snow owl stopped in front of the correct door, taking a moment to check himself. He was wearing a stylish blue button-up shirt, which he took a moment to straighten. His lower body was covered in a pair of black dress pants that he had tailor-made to fit his proportions. A pair of custom sandals adorned his talons, with his claws poking out to click on the hard wood flooring.

Deciding he was ready to meet the man of his dreams in a more intimate environment, Percival lifted his hand and knocked on the door. No turning back now... not that thought was anywhere in his mind. He wanted - no, NEEDED this - moment to happen.

"Come on in, Percy!"

Percival opened the door, feeling electric and alive, but when he stepped inside he audibly gasped. Inside the decent sized apartment were all manner of equipment and items used by consenting adults. It was on display and could be seen by him directly, as if Zeke had wanted him to see them all as a way of asking him if he still wanted to do this with him. The snow owl slammed the door shut and grinned wickedly at the target of his erotic affections. Zeke was wearing a silk robe that hung loosely over his form, but seeing that the other male was game for the session he opened the robe. The large Kermode bear's body was largely exposed except for the leather gear he had on, a thick strap across his chest had the word, "MASTER" burned into it, colored with bold gold lettering.

"Alright then, let's get started. Get naked." Zeke spoke with authority and a bit of glee.

"Uh... yeah, okay." Percival was shaking, feeling such raw exhilaration at the thought of finally making his dreams come true. The buttons on the shirt seemed far trickier now that he wanted them off, but he finally wrestled his shirt open, but before he could take it off Zeke moved forward. The bear planted his paws onto the owl's chest, rubbing and groping him softly yet firmly. Percival didn't resist as those large hands kneaded his chest, then his shoulders, and arms as they removed his shirt for him.

The warmth he felt under those touches made Percival blush, which was clearly seen as there was no hiding it when they were this close. The avian peered directly into the ursine's eyes, unable - or maybe unwilling - to hide the excited twinkling in his large golden orbs. The gaze was returned with the deep green eyes that spoke volumes on the bear's desire and intentions for the moment. "Turn around."

This time Percival didn't speak, not by choice though. The snowy owl was in such a high state of anticipation his throat became paralyzed for fear of ruining such a perfect moment in his life. He turned around and unbuttoned his pants, shakily pulling the zipper down.

"Stop."

As if the bear had cast a spell on him, Percival obeyed with great glee. He dared a peek over his shoulder and found that the bear was kneeling behind him, staring at his posterior. The pants the owl had chosen to wear were thin enough that Zeke could almost see the exact lines and curves of the luscious backside without removing them. However, the bear had no intention of letting the pants stay on and grabbed the waist band, quickly tugging them down.

"Oh... wow. That's hot, Percy."

Feeling his lower body being forcibly exposed sent surges of electric tingles through the plump owl's body. He barely heard what was said aloud, looking down to see what could've been so hot to the other male. It was at that moment when Percival realized that he had grabbed the wrong underwear. He intended to put on thong to show off his caboose, but the garment that he had apparently grabbed from his drawer was a pair of pink silk panties.

"Wha-!" Percival panicked, paralyzed from the potential of ruining any chance of playing with the portly bear. "I meant to grab something else! I'm sorry...I only wear these in priv..." Realization donned on the snowy owl and he turned around to face the bear that was standing now. "Do you really think I look good in these?"

As answer the bear just grinned a large toothy grin that put all of his ruggedness on display. "That's what I said. And what I say goes." Zeke pointed to the band on his chest, the one adorned with 'MASTER' on it, "Right?"

Percival blushed deeply, a tent forming in his pink panties, "Yes, you're right."

Zeke leaned close, breathing his hot breath against the owl's feathers and neck. He pressed their bodies close and wrapping his large arms around the smaller male's waist, rubbing his back and butt through the silk panties. "'You're right', what?"

Reading it was one thing, saying it was another. But the more time he spent with the sexy ursine, the more comfortable the idea of submitting to him really was. Percival giggled, "You're right... master."

"Good boy." Zeke moved a paw up to the waist band of the panties and grinned wickedly, "You can keep the panties on, but I want to play with your fat butt. So, there's really only one solution."

With a hard tug, the bear had given Percival a hearty wedgie. The bear was able to see the shock and surprise in the owl's wide eyes and handsome features. But there was also a decent amount of pleasure in his face, mixing with the mild discomfort of having his junk pulled back between his plump thighs. Zeke's other arm wrapped around the owl's back, hugging the male to his body and tugging on the panties a few more times. Each tug made the cute male moan in a mix of awakened pleasure and embarrassed aching. But the bear didn't want to be just cruel, he leaned in and kissed the snowy owl's beak, wrestling his large tongue into that beak to lick around the avian's mouth.

The kiss surprised Percival - but it was a very welcomed surprise. The awkwardness of the wedgies was a bit embarrassing, but even more telling was the fact that his panties were now soaked with his precum. He knew it... he felt it. And now it was only a matter of time before Zeke knew it too.

Zeke broke the kiss, licking his lips and tasting the sweet taste of his latest crush. The bear had so many ideas he wanted to do to this sexy cute little owl, but realizing that the longer he thought about them the less time he'd have to act on them, he sat down on the seat he had been sitting on when Percival came in. This forced the snowy owl to walk on his tiptoes to relieve as much pressure on his junk as he could. But the surprises kept coming as Zeke used the panties to pull the owl over his knees.

"This is something I've wanted to do since the first time I saw you." The panties were tugged up again, the thin fabric wedged so far between those curvy avian butt cheeks that it disappeared between them. Percival clutched onto one of the meaty bear legs, guessing what was coming but still being taken aback that it was happening. He took in a sharp breath and waited for it to begin. The first impact was shocking, but not painful - the pain he knew would come from the accumulated strikes. However, the fact that he was now getting spanked by his crush made him moan despite the hot pain starting to sting his cheeks.

For Zeke, the sight was one of the greatest he had ever seen. Those large rotund mounds of fatty tissue jiggled under his firm hand. He wasn't trying to discipline or punish the owl; the spanking was just meant to excite them both for the events to come.

"Your ass is perfect, Percy. So full, so thick, begging to be played with." Zeke watched the bouncing buns for a few more lingering moments before he finally relaxed the wedgie - by yanking the panties all the way down the shapely owl legs and tossing them somewhere behind him. Now that the cute object of his burning lust was totally naked, he could unleash his full desires. "Stand up, Percy."

The owl did as he was asked - albeit on slightly trembling legs. The stinging in his butt cheeks was making them throb, but it was the best pain he'd ever felt. He stood up and realized that his shaft was fully extended with drops of precum oozing from the tip. The sight made him blush, but as he looked at the other male, he saw a wide grin that made him feel at ease.

"It would be weirder if you weren't excited." Zeke explained as if he could read the owl's mind. "I'm hard too."

One bear arm wrapped around the smaller male and pulled him into a warm embrace, topped with a soft but scorching kiss. Fantasies were coming to life and both men wanted to be wherever their mutual pleasures took them. After breaking the kiss, Zeke opened his thighs and felt the cock slide between them. He quickly closed his thighs around the owl's member, watching as Percival moaned in appreciation at the new sensation. Zeke squeezed his buff muscular thighs against the throbbing meat pole, reaching a hand behind to once again rub the pronounced posterior. His claws lightly raking the pink tender cheeks, while his other hands scooped up a small bottle from a nearby table.

Wasting no more time, and with the owl so close, the bear opened the bottle and the oil inside dripped into his open hand. When enough was caught, Zeke closed the bottle and dropped it on the floor. His large hands touched each other to spread the oil and then moved to their target. Percival was expecting the oil to be cool or room temperature, but it was warm enough to make him jump against the bear. The meaty thighs that trapped his tool flexed and rippled with power that made him melt, but it was feeling those large hands carefully rubbing in the massage oil that really got to the snow owl. He moaned and blushed, and made many more cute noises that only made the perception of his adorability even clearer.

There was no denying the snow owl wanted this, the precum leaking down the back of Zeke's thighs told him that. But it was also in the needy and almost relieved expression of Percival's aroused face. He was getting exactly what he wanted and as Zeke moved his thighs and tickled the penis between them, all Percival could do was moan even louder, laying his head on the broad chest. The bear was careful to get that massage oil in all the places he could reach regarding the ass he was currently rubbing. His claws still raked the flesh, but the oil let them slip on by giving the mounds just a quick taste of their sharpness. The heat in the room seemed to be rising quickly, their bodies begging for more.

"Get on your hands and knees, Percy."

Percival shuddered as his hot body felt like it was floating in pool of bubbles that popped with tiny shocks of lightning. He did as he was asked, not feeling forced or controlled, but wanting whatever was going to happen to him. He felt a gentle hand grip his chin and lift his head up to lock his eyes with the other's, his blush deepening.

"Open wide, birdie." Zeke said just as calmly. The words not a forming a demand, more of a pleading request.

Percival knew what the bear wanted now and it made him whimper in anticipation. He opened his beak and licked the edges as an invitation. An invitation that was received with gusto as Zeke pushed his cock into the owl's beak, careful not to gag or choke him. Though their lusts were burning with the intensity of a white-hot sun, they were both careful not to hurt each other in this hot moment. Percival kept his beak wide open so that the tips of his beak wouldn't harm the bear cock. And for his part, Zeke was being cautious to only allow as much of his member into the owl's mouth that it could handle at the time.

The sounds, and sights, and scents of their bodies added to the arousal they felt and soon they were both moaning loudly. Zeke grinned down at the owl sucking his cock, loving that he could watch his thick member disappear and feel it wrapped tightly inside of warm wet throat - and that throat belonged to Percival of all people. The snow owl had always struck him as being too shy to engage in stuff like this. Yet here he was, on his hands and knees sucking him off. The bear grinned wider as he leaned forward, his hands once again groping those thick plump feathered butt cheeks.

Percival set himself to the task of milking that hard boner with his throat, licking and tasting as much of it as he could. His moans were a bit muffled, but got louder as he felt strong hands groping his ample ass cheeks again. The pleasure of having his ass played with was paramount among the pleasures he was feeling. And the bear seemed ravenous for his butt; rubbing it, pinching it, and groping it too. However, when he felt the bear leaning over his back - and forcing his face into his crotch - it was clear that touching his butt wasn't enough. Percival had to close his eyes against the pubes that now sat on his face, so there was no way to know what was planned until he felt a set of sharp teeth scraping against his left butt cheek.

There had been a lot of fantasies that Percival had had about people playing with his butt, but feeling the bear nibbling on his cheeks was something that he had never considered. And as he felt the jaws put just a bit of pressure behind those sharp teeth - each one indenting into the soft mounds - Percival cursed himself for not thinking of this. It was an incredible feeling! The sharp teeth scraping and grinding against his warm sensitive flesh, teasing the pain of being bitten for real. It excited him, making him pant with a throat full of bear cock. He sucked hard and shifted his throat, trying to relax all of it.

Zeke held that butt cheek in his mouth for a bit, licking on the flesh trapped in his teeth. The feathers tickled his tongue but still he continued. Releasing the spot on his mouth, Zeke moved to another spot and did the same thing, being this close to Percy's rotund rump was too tempting to not try something kinky. After a few more areas had been nibbled and sucked on, he grabbed the large cheeks and pulled them apart. Between those large mounds, nestled in a musky valley rested the bear's next target. Zeke licked his lips as he eyed that succulent little donut, helpless and reflexively clenching on nothing. That was something he noticed in the bottoms he fucked when they really wanted a good pounding.

Wanting to oblige the unspoken request, Zeke leaned closer and licked that donut. Feeling the body under him tense up and relax again. Zeke drove his wet tongue into the owl's back door, licking around the ring at first. The tight ring clenched tighter at times, but Zeke continued his work of eating out the bird's butt, while still fucking his throat with firm thrusts. The clenching on his tongue only made Zeke grin and moan as he prepared the fat ass for the endgame.

Zeke slurped his tongue out of the owl and leaned back up, allowing Percival to pull off his cock. The snow owl was panting but smiling. He got on his knees and hugged the bear, kissing him deeply and licking his mouth. Zeke blushed as he tasted his own precum that had coated the thin owl tongue he was sucking on. While the kiss was going on, Zeke reached into the band of the leather thong that was still hugging his hip and pulled from it a condom.

"Safety first."

Percival blushed deeply and giggled, still tasting the bear's cock on his cock. "Isn't it kind of pointless now?"

"It would be if I were the one wearing it." Zeke tore open the wrapper and pulled out a pink condom, "Lay back."

The lust was still burning and his cock was hard and aching for release. He laid on his back and spread his legs, watching intently as the bear leans down and gives his joystick a soft kiss before sliding the condom down over it. The slick condom slid down easy enough, with the bear being surprising dexterous with those claws. The owl was left to think. If he was the one wearing the condom that meant either one of two options - either the bear was planning on riding his cock or he was going to get fucked bareback by the bear. In his boiling aroused state, Percival couldn't decide which one was the hotter idea.

The choice was made for him as Zeke lifted the curvy feathered thighs. He prodded his wet meat pole between the full moon to find the wet hole hidden there. The owl moaned and Zeke couldn't help but smile, taking note of just how cute he was when he moaned. All of the previous activities had been building to this moment and Zeke was in no mood to prolong their desires. He gripped the thighs tighter and pushed his bearhood into Percival, making the owl whine and moan as he was stretched open. The thick shaft provided a constant pressure to his pucker that made the snow owl arch already feeling as if he'd explode at any moment.

Zeke was in much the same boat, his climax slowly simmering over the events of the evening. So, he was just enjoying the firm pounding and not caring about anything else. He watched the sexy snow owl moaning made sure he was enjoying the ride as well. He leaned close and nibbled on the feathery neck, biting on some of the feathers and tugging on them playfully. This simple gesture made Percival moan with a deep full-bodied sound. That tiny little prick of pain ignited the pleasure he was feeling into a searing hot super nova of physical bliss. The snow owl gasped and shouted into his orgasm, his cock blasting his hot cum into pink condom and trapping the load inside.

Meanwhile, Zeke watched the facial expressions playing out across Percival's handsome face while the bird orgasmed. Seeing the amount of pleasure he was in, gave Zeke a sense of pride as he drilled his throbbing meat pole into the cute owl. He panted and grunted with effort of pushing his climatic boulder uphill, trying to get himself over the edge that the other male had fallen over already. Zeke planted his hands on the floor, above the owl's shoulders, and dug his clawed toes into the floor. The impacts which had been firm until now, became rough and took on an almost feral heat.

Seeing this change made Percival feel a flash of fear, but then those sexy green eyes caught his and he understood. The bear wanted his orgasm too. Percival moaned and squirmed, his body being sensitive while getting fucked during its afterglow. Each harsh impact sent pleasure and pain into his body, bringing moans and whimpers from his beak. However, Percival wasn't just a passive partner. He was clenching rhythmically and licking the bear's neck, scraping his beak over the ursine's nipples as well. He was doing anything he could to get the bear off.

All the work paid off as Zeke suddenly slammed his thick cock all the way into the owl, roaring loudly as he filled the warm body with the even warmer cum. Zeke just held his cock inside the quivering tunnel, looking deeply into the owl's eyes as he fired off rope after thick rope of cum into him. The bear growled lowly, waiting for his orgasm to subside. A few moments later, it did and Zeke pulled out of Percival with a grin.

"That was really intense. I... I hope I didn't get carried away." Zeke turned and laid on his back next to the owl.

"N... no. It was great. I had a great time." Percival was sore, but still rolled to his side and snuggled close to the older bear. "In fact, I hope I can come over again sometime."

Zeke grinned wider, kissing the owl's head softly while hugging him close and resting a hand on that oh-so-fuckable backside. "You can bring this badonkadonk over anytime you feel the itch for a good fuck."

Percival didn't reply, just laid his head on the furry chest and closed his eyes, the snow outside creating a warm atmosphere inside the small apartment. The men rested and shared this tender moment together, not sure what this night would mean moving forward, but for now they were just content to have someone to share the holiday with.

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