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It was just after one on a Sunday afternoon and the gym was a ghost town. Fred was used to the place being packed as he usually came after work on weekdays. One time he'd even had to wait for a cardio machine. Today had been almost blissful, other than of course getting all hot, sweaty and sore from various machines, weights and stretches. He hadn't had to wait for any of the machines really. Now there was a lion on the bike nearby, a pair of otters heading to the pool and a skunk doing squats with an incredible amount of weight on his shoulders.

There had been an orc in earlier, leering at the brown bear the ways orcs usually do. Fred hadn't given it much thought though, the entire place was full of cameras, the orc wasn't going to do anything in public.He hated thinking that way, being speciesist and all, but well that's what orcs were like right? Fueled by base instincts and little to no restraint. Eat, fuck, kill, sleep. Mind you fifty years ago canines had thought that way about bears and while Fred had a healthy sex drive he didn't really think of himself as a fuck machine.

The strider gave a series of short beeps and the bear felt the resistance disappear. His workout was over. He waited for the results to show on the screen and nodded to himself happily, it wasn't a huge improvement but it was good steady progress. He grabbed his towel and threw it over his shoulder and then grabbed the rest of his stuff. He was really looking forward to the shower, his fur was matted with sweat and the light t-shirt and shorts he had on were sticking to his ample frame too much for his comfort.

As far as bears went Fred wasn't fat, he had a healthy sized stomach for a species known for it's weight and size. He wasn't even at the gym to lose weight, he just wanted some muscle, some firmness under his slightly pudgy belly. If that lead to him being able to walk longer, be more energetic and last longer in bed, then so be it!

He walked into the locker room and glanced around. Just like the gym outside the lockers were empty and the showers silent, he had the entire place to himself. He padded over to his locker and undid the lock with his fob before getting undressed. He pulled off his shirt revealing that his work outs had already had some effect, his tall, heavy frame tensing and showing the underlying strength and growing definitio. It also showed a small diamond of lighter, almost white, fur in the middle of his chest. The diamond almost seemed to be melting though as the creamy patch trailed down towards his pants, cream and brown fur mixing as it went. Next followed his pants and boxers to reveal a long, black flaccid piece of bear meat. Even flaccid it was thicker than many men hard. It hung on top of two cream coloured orbs, the black and white contrasting vividly. Fred always got stares because of this, and it had led to more than one pleasurable experimentation sessions as a kid.

With a clang, Fred pushed his locker shut and walked into the wet area of the locker room. Soon steam started to fill the room as he flicked on the hot water. He made a soft groan as he felt the hot water penetrate his fur and soothe his worn muscles. He just stood under the water, enjoying the feeling of the warm, wetness cascading over his large body. His cock pulsed a few times, the warmth, the steam and the endorphins from the exercise leaving his sex drive all spooled up and ready for release. Other than making sure his cock and under his short foreskin were clean though he didn't touch himself. It would be all the more pleasant when he got home if he waited.

He shut off the water and, after quickly checking to make sure there was no one around, shook the excess water from his body. He'd always been told off for doing it as a kid, but here with tiled walls everywhere it couldn't hurt. He then hit the "dry" button and winced as hot, dry air cascading over him and right up his nose. "Every single time!" He thought to himself as he rubbed down his fur, getting all the caught up droplets out until he was no more than damp. He flicked off the switch and wrapped his towel around his waist before walking back out to the lockers only to be surprised by someone else there sitting on the bench in the middle of the large room.

It was the orc from earlier. Even if the bear hadn't recognised that leering grin or the ruggedly handsome face the tribe tattoo on his bare, hairy chest that wrapped around his torso in a ring of geometric patterns, swirls and rings would give him away. Unlike a lot of orcs this one was clean shaven, although stubbly, and had one tusk repaired with a dark metallic cap. His hair was dark black and hung down to his shoulders, it was messy and unkempt but clean and free of any serious knots. Even compared to the bears large frame he was tall, probably bordering on eight foot neat compared to the bears six foot five inches. Where the bear was comfortable and growing muscle the orc was power, raw muscle with little fat except on his gut which was a solid mass of green flesh that had power hidden beneath it. His arms, legs, chest and stomach were covered with black hair, his stomach less so than the rest but a very clear treasure trail pointed down to his crotch where...

Fred just stared. The rest of the orc was lost on him because the orc was sitting one his towel completely naked. Jutting from a forest of tangled, black pubes was one of the biggest cocks the bear had seen in his life, and he'd dated a horse for three months. Give the size and build of the orc an average sized cock, even a large cock, would have seemed small and underwhelming. For the orc's dick to be impressive despite his size and frame you have to know it was a monster. It was also rock hard and pulsing as the bear licked his lips, not even realising what he was doing. The shaft was just slightly darker than the lime green of the orc's body and matched the large, hanging ball sack, while the head was so dark green as to almost be black. It was also the thickest part of the orc's cock, the ridge jutting out substantially from the rest of the, already girthy, shaft.

"Hello handsome," The orc said, his voice accented just a touch by his native orcish. His deep voice echoed around the locker room and sent a shiver up the bears back. "I noticed you kept looking at me while I was working out. Your eyes just kept slipping back to me. Had this hungry look to them. Don't deny it, i've seen them plenty of times. Heck I had them myself when I saw a big old sexy bruin like yourself."

Fred didn't know what to say. Had he really had hungry eyes? He hadn't even meant to stare at the orc. Now though, well, he couldn't tear his eyes away even if it would have left him blind.

"Nothing to say to that huh?" The orc said as he stood. His muscular body tensed in all the right places to make Fred's mouth both water and go dry at the same time. "That's alright, your body is speaking just fine for me..."

A blush rushed to Fred's cheeks as he glanced down and saw his towel quite obviously tented. Before he could explain or excuse himself the orc reached forward and gently tugged at the towel. The simple knot that had been holding it up gave way and then the towel fell to the ground leaving the bear exposed. His cock was as hard as it could get and he hadn't even been touched yet. His foreskin had pulled back and the pink tip of his ebony rod was exposed, his body just a constant series of contrasts. He was big for most bears and when he had laid with canines and felines had always had difficulty with them adapting to his size. Standing almost tip to tip with the orc though he felt insufficient.

A green hand, smoother than the bear had expected, gripped his rigid length and stroked it slowly, working the foreskin back and forth over his glan as he orc moved in closer. Fred shivered as he felt the orc's cock rubbing along his own length, the black and green meat side by side, not entirely fitting into even the orc's large hand.

"My name's Barry by the way. Well it's not, but most people can't speak orc properly. So call me barry." The orc's deep voice was almost hypnotising and Fred could feel the orc's body vibrate as he spoke.

"Hi Barry, I'm Fred." The bear managed to gasp out as his cock was stroked against the orc's impressive tool. He could feel the heat of it, the firmness, the size. The large glans the kept poking his groin was leaving it wet with pre as his own started to drip.

"Hi Fred," The orc said and then moved forward suddenly. His hand let go of the combined dicks and instead let them grind against each other as their solid stomach pushed together. The orc's hands reached around and gripped the bear's large rump, squeezing it and spreading the cheeks apart as he did so. Then the orc's lips pressed against the bear's muzzle and pushed into a short, but passionate kiss.

"Now, Fred. I wanna fuck you. I wanna slide my dick into that nice rump of yours and thrust away until you beg me to stop or beg me to finish. And I want you to feel good about it, I want you to moan and whimper and gasp as you realise that you're never going to cum as hard as you do when I'm inside you." The orc punctuated his promise with another short but firey kiss before continuing. "But, I'm not going to do a single thing unless you let me. Let's not mince words, i'm big, i'm fucking huge, and it's gunna hurt when I put it in you, but I promise i'm gunna take my time as much as I can and in the end you'll be wanting more. So if you say yes, you know what you're in for and I'm not going to stop until I'm as deep as I can be and my balls are empty.

Fred shivered as the orc pressed into a much longer kiss this time. He felt Barry's tongue push against his, tease it, stroke it and then caress his lips. All this while the orc continued to grind against him and tease his ass. He then realised he didn't need any time to decide, he didn't need to weigh up the pros and cons. They didn't exist. There was only one answer.

"Yes," moaned out Fred as the long kiss ended. Barry grinned even wider and then took a step back and sat down on the bench again. He spread his legs wide to give the bear the best view of his goods and then gestured to them.

"Well, why don't you get me ready then..." The orc said. He didn't need to say anything though as Fred was already dropping to his knees and half crawling over. He put his paws on the orc's thighs and squeezed, enjoying the feeling of those well developed muscles under his paws as he moved his head in. Up close the orc's weapon was even more intimidating, it was going to stretch the bear's muzzle for sure. He cautiously leaned up to the head and gave it an experimental lick. The orc's pre wa salty but not unpleasent, a second and third lick confimred it was actually a little sweet and it made the bear's tongue tingle slightly.

"Don't just lick it..." The orc grunted and placed his large hand on the back of the bear's head. Without harming the bear but still firmly the orc guided Fred's muzzle to the right angle to suck it. Fred whimpered but willingly opened his mouth and then felt his head be pulled down onto a jaw breaker of a cock. The orc groaned loudly as dark lips wrapped around his member and then, hesitantly at first but with growing confidence, started to bob up and down. It was only the head and a few more inches but it was more than most could handle of the orc. Barry closed his eyes and let his head loll back as he just enjoyed the slow, pleasurable ministrations from the bear. He was about to start easing his cock further down the bear's throat when...

"What the hell is going on here?" Came a loud, clear voice from the direction of the entrance. Fred started to pull back but the orc hardened hi grip and held the brown bear right there as he fixed his eyes on the newcomer. It was a lion, a rather handsome lion with a golden brown mane and matching eyes. He was pulling ear buds from his ears as he stepped into the locker room. He hadn't even needed to see the couple, the smell of sex was so ripe in the air you could cut it with an erect cock.

Max, the lion, couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him. Of course you heard about guys having sex in the locker room, and there was heaps of porn of it too, but he'd never expected to actually see it. He had just been looking forward to getting his large, muscular frame into the shower and then tonight hit a club and bring home a girl, or a guy. Instead he had found two behemoths of men fucking. He didn't know which one was hotter, the bear on his knees mouth full of cock, or the orc with the grin that would lead angels astray and a cock that wasn't lacking inches even with the start of it in the bear's muzzle.

The orc could see the arousal in the lions eyes. Even if he hadn't the way the thin fabric of his gym shorts started to tent up was a subtle clue too. He decided to continue and work with the hand he was given.

"Care to join us?" He said as he reached beside him and grabbed a bottle obscured by the towel and chucked it over to the lion. Without thinking the lion catched it and looked at the label. He didn't even need to read it to know it was lube. The picture of an oversize cock sliding into a tight hole told a universal story. The lion had a mental debate that was, if possible, even shorter than the bear's had been. Thinking ahead he leaned back and flicked the lock on the room shut before he undid the drawstring of his trousers and stepped forward.

Fred couldn't see any of this of course. He was still inches deep on orc cock with a pressure on the back of his head to go deeper. When he heard the door lock though he knew that police or management wasn't going to be called and he stopped fighting the orc's hand. Slowly he slid down, his jaw aching from being spread so wide. Inch after inch filled his muzzle and then hit the back of his throat. He gagged but the orc ignored it and kept pushing. Tears welled from the bear's eyes as his throat continued to gag but inch after inch of lime prick pushed past his black lips and down his throat. Finally he felt his nose push into the orc's thick forest of pubes, the low hanging orbs rub against his chin. It was at this point that he felt a new pair of hands on his ass.

The lion had kicked off his shorts and stroked his cock to full hardness in a matter of seconds. At eight inches in length the lion was often the biggest in the room and had enjoyed the privilege of never being the smallest in his football changing rooms (and drunken circle jerks). Despite now being out matched by both the orc and the bear though he didn't care. He'd once bottomed for an otter who barely had five inches who had made the lion cum hands free. Size didn't matter if you knew what you were doing, and the lion had plenty of practice.

The orc watched, his view flickering between the bear held down to the base of his shaft and the singlet wearing lion. The lion flicked the cap off the bottle of lube and carefully drizzled it over a few of his fingers before putting the bottle on the ground. One hand gripped the large cheek and spread it as the other smeared the clear goo over the ring of flexing muscle. The bear was obviously no virgin, his ring had all the signs of taking a cock regularly but not so much so that it was loose. Because of that though the lion grinned and started by thrusting his three middlemost fingers into the tight ring.

The thick bear cock jumped and a pulse of pre burst forth as the lions fingers spread his ring open. Fred gasped and wriggled his rear against the intruders, guiding them to his sweet spot and then making deep contented noises around the orc's dick. Barry's eyes slipped shut as he felt the bear moan, the vibrations making his cock pulse in pleasure.

"Keep that up," The orc pleaded as he put both hands on either side of the bears head and started to guide him back and forth.

The lion hadn't needed the instruction. He could play the bear's ass like a piano, and what an instrument he had to play with. He eased his fingers back and forth slowly, spreading the lube and priming the bear for what was to come before sliding his fingers back. He wiped the excess lube off onto his cock before grabbing the bottle and squeezing a liberal amount onto his leftwards curving cock. He stroked the lube along his cut length slowly, not wanting to get himself too excited just yet, and then lined himself up and slowly pressed forward.

The bear's ring resisted for only a moment, the lube and fingering, not to mention the mouthful of orc cock, leaving the bear with little will to resist. Max gasped loudly as he felt the warm insides of the bear embrace him and almost suck him in. He gripped the bears hips tightly and continued to thrust forward. Inch after inch after inch of lion cock slid into the bear's warm, velvety interior until the lions smaller nuts smacked against the bears low hanging ones. Fred was filled with cock from both ends.

The lion didn't hesitate once he was in though. He tightened his grip on the lion's hips and started to pull back. The bear moaned around the orc cock that was now thrusting into his mouth as the lions cock rubbed past his prostate. Max sighed softly as his head slipped out of the tight ring and then thrust back in again.He started up a nice, easy pace and enjoyed the sensations as he took in the view.

And what a view it was. Barry's eyes were closed again as he guided the more than willing bear up and down his throbbing shaft. He knew he couldn't take much more of this, not if he wanted to breed the bear's rump as well, but it just felt so good. Fred's twitching cock, which Max could see thanks to the wall's full sized mirror, was constantly leaking pre and bouncing from the combined pleasure of being filled so well.

The three men continued pleasuring each other for several minutes until the lion could feel the pulsing in his balls and the orc was growing close himself. With a soft sigh Barry guided the bear's lips up to the tip and then off his green dick and looked at it's saliva soaked length in amazement and admiration. Fred's view was filled with nothing but green orc cock as the lion behind him started to speed up. Max's hands gripped tighter as he really let loose, the sound of balls slapping together filling the echoey chamber.

The echoes were joined and then replaced by a loud, guttural grunt as the lion throw his head back and all but roared. His balls spasmed as his cock pulsed and emptied shot after shot of thick, creamy cum into the bear's hole. The lion gasped and panted for air as the rush of his orgasm left him winded but spent.

"My turn now," The orc's deep voice filled the room. The lion reached down and gripped his cock as he pulled it back. He didn't stay hard after cuming and was already almost flaccid and his cock came out easy and smooth. Max lent down and grabbed the bottle and chucked to the orc as the large bear started to stand and turn around. The lions eyes widened as he realised just how big the bear was compared to him, both in size and cock. For a second he was worried that the bear would be angry, after all the orc had given him permission, not the bear. But Fred winked at the lion as he bent over in front of the orc.

"You did a good job," The orc rumbled as he stood and spread the bears rump. The ring was still tight but glistened with a combination of cum and lube. The orc let his fingers slide along the gap and then rested one finger against the bear's hole and slowly pushed. Fred gasped and shut his eyes, the orc's finger was thick but not as thick as the lions cock had been. Barry pushed his digit in deep and watched in arousal as a little of the lions spunk oozed out.

"A real good job, shot in him nice and deep. Makes my job that much easier." The orc continued as he eased a second and then a third finger into the bear's spread ring. Fred gasped as the third finger slid in. Max blushed as he saw the look on the bear's face, three of the orcs fingers was spreading the ebar more than his cock had. The lion's cock jumped at that fact and he didn't know why, why did knowing that even without a cock he was insufficient compared to the orc make his cock twitch and ball start to churn again.

"Ready for the main event?" The orc inquired as he teased the bear with fingers. Fred couldn't reply verbally and just nodded eagerly. Barry chuckled softly and eased his fingers out with a wet slorp. He fixed his eyes on the lion as he grabbed the lube bottle.

"You really cum a lot huh, boy?" The lion just nodded as he watched the orc squeeze a large amount of lube onto his fingers and apply it along his monster cock. Fred held his breath as he waited for the giant orc dick to press against his ring. He'd taken the lion no problem after all, and the lion had a fairly impressive cock. But the orc... the orc had at least a foot of green meat and he'd never seen one so thick. It was going to hurt. It was going to feel so good. It was going to..

"FUCK!" Fred swore as in one movement the orc grabbed the bear's hips and slammed the blunt tip of his cock into the ring. The bear's ring felt like it was on fire as it spread to accommodate the orc. Fred whimpered and bit his lip as he waited for the sensation to pass.

The orc stood completely still, just as he had promised, he could feel that the bear was suffering, that his giant cock had spread him to soon too fast. He didn't want to hurt the bear, but he was going to fuck him. Pulling out was not an option, only holding still until the bear had adapted.

Max's cock started to stiffen again as he watched, which was surprising. The lion was usually a one shot hero, any more than one a day took great effort. And yet here was his cock rising up again like he'd been without sex for a week. His eyes couldn't leave the scene of the large orc burying his massive tool into the bear.

Minutes passed and the orc continued to stand as still as a statue, his will power taxed to their limits. Then Fred's voice broke the silence. "Ok, just a little bit more..."

Barry didn't need a second invitation. Slowly he pushed forward and, detecting no discomfort from the bear, continued his plunge. Both the orc and the lion's eyes were fixed on the orc's slowly disappearing rod. Over the course of a minute five inches slid from view and the only sounds in the room were soft gasps of pleasure from the orc. Another minute passed and the orc had slid in over two thirds of his giant cock. He slowed down to a snails pace, expecting the bear to ask to stop, that he had reached his limit. No one, not even another orc, had manged to take Barry's monster right down to the base. But as the second last inch slid in Barry's cock had finally met it's match. The orc decided to fuck being patient and gripped the bears hips tight again and rushed the last inch in.

"Damn..." Fred managed to get out as he felt the orcs groin against his rump, his large sack rubbing against his own balls and the orcs body against his own. He had never felt so full, every inch had felt like it would be the last he could take but he had bit his lip and endured it and now... now he had every inch the orc could give him, every last throbbing green inch.

"You can say that again," The roc replied as he lowered his body so his chest and stomach pressed against the bears back. His arms wrapped around the bear tenderly but tightly as he kissed the back of the bear's neck softly. "You just tell me when you're..."

"Do it!" Growled the bear. The entire time, even through the pain, his cock hadn't softened an inch. He'd been fucked by a lion, face fucked by an orc and now was balls deep on a cock that realistically shouldn't fit. Horny was not the word to describe how the bear was feeling right now. Horny was a echo in a valley compared to his feelings. It was a shadow of an idea so primal that language cannot describe it. It was a need as basic and life sustaining as air, water and food. Fred NEEDED the orc's cock. He didn't want it, he didn't crave it, he didn't desire it. He NEEDED it with every iota of his being.

Barry didn't need to be asked twice. He knew that tone of voice vividly. He straightened his body up a little and grabbed the bear by the shoulders. He knew he should have eased back, gone slow to start with but with how the bear was pushing back against his hips he doubted that the bear would let him. Instead he just went straight to fucking. His hips pulled back until half his cock was exposed and then thrust forward again. With a cock his size there was no idea of finesse or angle, there was only thrusting and knowing that his girth would rub everything. Fred's groan of pleasure confirmed his working theory and he gave another thrust and then another.

Max's cock was as hard as steel and in his paw as he watched. He could never make anyone every moan like the bear was now but that was fine, he wasn't meant to. He couldn't look away, he could barely bring himself to blink as he watched the two muscular men fucking. Again and again the orc's hips buried what other men would be proud to own and the orc was only making short thrusts. The tusked face was covered in sweat as he really started to work the bear over, thrusting from tip to base, tip to base, tip to base.

Fred's moans filled the room as he felt his ass being fucked so thoroughly all the fun with the lion seemed like foreplay. His own large cock swung back and forth with the regularity of a pendulum as the orc got into his stride. It ooze and dripped his pre-seed like a faucet, the tiled floor wet the bear's fluids. He knew he might not be able to walk for a month, he may not be able to sit down for a week but it was worth it. Every thrust the orc gave he pushed back as best he was able.

"You, lion!" The orc growled out, his voice coming in gasps due to the intensity of the thrusting. "Get over here and put that mouth of yours to use."

Max was not the type of guy to give head. Oh he was fine with fucking guys and being fucked by them, but the idea of putting something like that in his mouth was just somehow dirty. Right now though he didn't care. In seconds he was on his back underneath the fucking duo, watching the big, black bear cock swing and drip as the orc drilled into his rump. He reached up and grabbed it firmly, squeezing and stroking it and earning himself a spurt of pre and a moan from the bear. Without further teaching the lion leaned his head up and slurped the dripping glan into his mouth.

Fred's fingers clawed at the smooth tiles as he was pleasure from both ends. As if the orc hadn't been enough now the lion's muzzle was licking and sucking on the tip of his cock. Then two strong arms wrapped around his chest as the orc lowered his body again. He could feel the orc's firm chest and stomach as the thrusting continued. Soft kisses covered the back of his neck and shoulders as the orc began to speed up.

"No one has ever taken me as deep as you. No one. God, you're taking every inch and you're loving it!" To hammer the exclamation home the orc thrust in to the hilt again and then just rolled his hips before continuing to thrust, fast short thrusts. Fred cried out in pleasure as he felt his orgasm building. It was building quickly but it still felt so far away, like a dam was holding it back. His orgasmic moans echoed around the chamber as the orc's brow became coated in sweat. Barry could feel his own orgasm incoming but didn't want to finish until he'd given the bear his hard earned reward.

On the edge of orgasm minutes feel like hours, seconds like minutes. The orc grunted and groaned as he thrusted harder, faster, deeper, determined to get the bear to cum. The bear moaned louder and louder and still his cock would not erupt. Finally the orc reached his limit and with a loud holler he thrust in deep and bent his head down and bit the bear's shoulder hard in a final display of dominance and affection as his cock pulsed and spurted and all but exploded in the orc's orgasm. The orc grunted and held himself deep unable to move, the pleasure being too intense.

Fred's eyes widened as he felt the cock expand inside him. Sure he had felt the lions cock pulse as he came but he hadn't actually felt him cum. He could actually feel the orc though, he could feel the pulse and then the spurt inside him. Then he felt teeth biting hard into his shoulder and that was it. He hollered back to the orc's own cry as his cock stiffened and then expelled it's load write into the waiting lion's maw.

Max's eyes widened as he felt the cock spurt and wasn't able to pull away before the first spurt filled his mouth. The subsequent ones splashed over his face and his mane as he worked his own cock hard and fast. Finally the game of sexual dominoes finished with the lion spurting a small loud over his own pubes and belly. All three men stayed where they were, puffing and panting at the amazing sexual energy that had just been unleashed.

The first to move was the lion who slowly moved his way out from under the two behemoths. Blushing he stood and explained that he really needed to wash the bear's spunk out of his hair. The orc nodded his acknowledgement while the bear was all but dead to the world. The lion padded off and the sound of running water filled the room followed closely by the steam.

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Epilogue.

Fred felt his sore ass the entire drive home. He walked funny as he stopped at the shops to get things to cook dinner with. He glowed with the energy that comes from an amazing fuck with someone who you share a true connection with. As he pulled up into the driveway he wondered if it would ever end up like that again, if something like that could be repeated, if a connection like that would last or was fleeting.

As he walked inside he could hear the TV was on. As he shut the door the volume dropped and a voice called out. "You home, hun?"

"Yeah, just at the gym then getting something for dinner." The bear replied. Technically it wasn't a lie.

"You took a while, anything happen?" The voice replied, a little concern.

"It was just busy," The bear called back as he walked into the kitchen and started putting the groceries away. "And gym wore me out,"

"I bet it did! You're always pushing yourself so hard!" Replied the voice, getting closer to the kitchen.

"You know me," The bear replied as he reached up to put the cereal on top of the cupboard. He stretched and got up on his toes but it was still just that little out of reach. Then an arm wrapped around him and another grabbed the box from him and put it up the top easily. Fred then felt himself turning to face his husband who kissed him softly and lovingly.

"I thought I did," Barry replied with a wink, "But you've been holding out on me."

"Don't expect that all the time!" Fred countered, faking anger. "I probably won't be able to sit straight for a week. What was with the lion?"

"Wait, I thought the lion was your idea?" The orc replied, his grin turning to one of surprise.

"Me? No. We both know you're the pervert here. Sex in the locker room, if you didn't own the place..." The bear was silenced with a long, slow kiss.

"Yeah, I'm the pervert says Mr. "I took every inch my oc husband has and wanted more!"

"Next time I'm on top!" Growled Fred playfully.

"Oh, now there's a next time? Well, can I request a wolf? Oh, or a dragon?"

The two laughed and bickered as the bear cooked them an amazing pasta bake. Neither of them questioned the identity of the lion. Not yet anyway...