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Steppe Earth - Gahn, Part 3

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Waen received a large number of shipments because the nutritional supplements he took weren't easy to get in Axis. Land Earth was a strange place in that regard; Herbivores from Earths like Waen's often had trouble getting all the nutrients they needed from the carefully cultivated fruits and vegetables that Humans had altered over centuries for their own use and so nutritional supplements were the norm.

It wasn't that Waen couldn't have gone to the Gahn-specific shops; there were enough of them. There were, in fact, a number of pharmacies and nutrition outlets that catered to Gahn and Juni from Steppe Earth, along with the deer-types and the marsupials from the other Earths the Bull couldn't remember, but he didn't really like going into shops unless he had to, and home delivery was far more convenient. It wasn't that he was anti-social, or that he was agorophibic-- he just found things easier, less taxing, and he caused less problems with his presence; the smaller races usually didn't do so well around Gahn.

Despite the issues he'd had during the temporary delivery driver getting his packages to him, as soon as the Human who handled the route on a regular basis returned, so did the timely and accurate delivery of his orders. What also happened, however, was the disruption in Ted's visits. It had been awkward at first, trying to find the right things to say and the best ways to respond to the overtly familiar Human but Waen found himself missing those interactions. It made sense, of course: Ted didn't have any packages to deliver so that meant there was no reason for him to come up the stairs and issue his tell-tale one-two-three knock.

Several more days, and one additional package delivery passed before Waen couldn't stand it any longer. The Gahn used to have no problems being alone; he generally preferred it. What he couldn't stand, however, was being lonely. It was a strange feeling and one to which he had not been familiar. The Bull had certain expectations about life and being left alone had been one for the longest time but, suddenly faced with being Ted-less, Waen realized something had to be done.

Sliding on his Gahn-sized jeans, he considered grabbing his flannel shirt but the Human he was going to see hadn't ever objected to his tank top; if the Bull didn't know that Humans would have objected to him wandering the building in just his boxers he probably wouldn't have botered with his pants but... well... some concessions would be worth it. He grabbed his keys and then, pausing at the door, the Gahn grabbed the recently delivered box that had been dropped off at his door and he brought it with him.

Not a fan of the way the metal stairs creaked beneath his hooves, Waen elected for the elevator instead, taking it down one floor and essentially tracing his steps back to what would have been his apartment one floor up. Instead, he looked at the bronze '7A' attached to the door at sternum height-- it would have been eye level for most Humans. Pausing with his fist upraised, Waen waited for a second; knocking wasn't his usual style, but he couldn't help but think it felt right. He tried his best to repeat the knock he'd come to enjoy hearing: one-two-three. There was silence for all of two seconds before a familiar voice called from past the door "Just a minute!"

The Gahn's heart jumped into his throat when he heard Ted; it had been a week and, while he knew he'd regretted not seeing the Human, he hadn't really known how much he had missed Ted's presence. His brain skidded to a halt when the door opened. Ted raised his gaze until they were looking one another in the eye and a huge smile blossomed on the man's face, lighting up his expression like the dawn. "Oh! Waen! Hey!"

Waen felt his own lips pull taut around his muzzle as he reflexively tried to do the same. "Uh... Ted. Hi."

The Human stepped away from the door, obviously far less awkward socially than the Bull. "Come on in!"

The Bull's brain tripped all over itself trying to come up with reasons why that was probably a bad idea but Waen had a habit of not bothering listening to it, and so he accepted the invitation, holding up the box he carried, using it to sheld himself from critique as he offered up his flimsy excuse for a visit. "I... I'm getting my packages again."

Ted laughed. "So you are! I'm glad you don't have to deal with those mistakes anymore... I know I didn't get em to you as fast as the courier."

Waen looked around the apartment; it was clean... tidy. Quickly checking himself, the Bull spoke up to respond to the Human's statement, and tripping over himself several times in doing so. "You did more than most people would have... and I didn't mind-- don't mind. It's okay-- it was fine... thank you."

The Human reached up to give him a pat on the shoulder, squeezing past the Gahn in the small hallway. "Hey... since you're here already, maybe you wanna hang out and stay for a movie? I'm off tonight and I didn't really have anything planned, so... if YOU didn't have anything planned, maybe we--"

The words left the Bull's muzzle before he even had to think about them. "Yes. That would be good."

Still smiling, Ted slipped into the kitchen; Waen noticed that their apartments were set up with the floor plan. The Human gestured down the hall. "Go ahead and take a seat in the living room... I'll just put some snacks together then."

Waen grunted his approval, followed by a single word. "Yes."

The Gahn went into the living room, glancing around at the setup that was far different from what he himself had in his apartment. There was no huge, Bull-sized sofa, instead there were two armchairs and a two-cushioned loveseat; there was a coffee table, an end table, and a kind of raised, padded stool resting in front of one of the recliners; he did notice that the entertainment center was placed against the same wall as he himself had it, and that recognition gave him an inexplicably warm feeling.

The furniture, while not quite suited for Gahn, was more than sufficient, especially since the two cushioned loveseat served quite well as a hefty armchair for the bull; he sat down and sank contentedly into it. True, it wasn't his couch, but it was still quite comfortable. Glancing toward the kitchen, he saw that Ted was peering toward him and, when their eyes met, the Human asked "You okay with a few choices? I like to be able to pick from a variety of things when I'm snacking."

Waen sat up a little straighter, ears raising as he began to wonder just what the Human had in mind. "Yeah. Variety's good."

His gaze lingered on his host as Ted made his way over with a platter in one hand and what looked like an over-full cloth bag in the other. He set the platter down on the counter before leaving the kitchen, humorously talking at it as he did so, stating "I'll be back for YOU in just a minute."

Once the Human had arrived in the living room he unloaded the cloth bag, revealing a collection of chips, popcorn, a snacking food Waen had heard of but not tried called 'pretezels' and a few different boxes of what he knew to be 'theater candy' but, like the pretzels, the Gahn had never tried them. The Human seemed pretty pleased with himself. "I checked ahead and confirmed that all of this was Gahn-safe."

The Bull couldn't help but take note of that. "Checked ahead?"

The Human smiled wide as he headed back into the kitchen. "I was actually going to come visit tomorrow... you know... to check in and all."

Waen would have pressed the issue, if not for the fact that Ted came back carrying with the platter, on which sat what looked like a meter long loaf of bread stuffed full with a variety of dairy and vegetables; the Gahn had heard of sandwiches but all of the ones he'd seen in the past included meat, which made him pause. "You are sure this is alright for Steppe Earth natives?"

Ted nodded. "Yeah. It's a veggie sub. It's got all sorts of great stuff on it without any of the meat, mustard, onion, tomato, or avocado."

The Bull's ears rose. "Tomato is safe for Gahn."

The Human paused at that. "Oh? I thought I heard it wasn't okay to eat."

Waen let out a snort. "The plant. Leaves and stems. Gahn don't eat the plant, but we do eat the fruit, which is safe."

Shrugging, Ted set the sandwich down; the Gahn noticed that it was cut into several sections for easy handling. "Well... I'll remember that for next time."

While the sandwich itself gave Waen a warm fuzzy feeling, the impression that the Human was already indicating a 'next time' further reinforced that he hadn't made a mistake in visiting. "Good. I like tomatoes, but this will be fine without..." he felt a little more comfortable pressing his luck with a follow up statement of "...this time."

His host smiled a the statement and sat down in the armchair adjacent to the two-cushioned couch that Waen filled all by himself and gestured to the large collection of food. "Alright... so... this all works then?"

The bull let out a low, appreciative rumble from his chest, hoping that the sound translated well into human understanding that he was definitely satisfied. He followed it up with a much more direct statement in English. "Yes. This all works."

When Ted gestured toward the food, Waen reacheed out a massive, furred hand, straight for one of the sub sandwich slices, his fingers easily enveloping it. He brought it to his muzzle and took a large, eager bite, experiencing the full flavor of the bread, combined vegetables, the cheese, and what tasted like some kind of tangy sauce-- vinegar-based, if he remembered Human condiments; the people of Land Earth were far more advanced in the field of food than those of Steppe Earth. He chewed slowly, savoring the flavors, his eyes fixed on Ted."You cook too, huh?"

Ted smirked, blushing faintly. "Sandwiches are more 'assembly' than cooking but, yeah... I dabble in the kitchen now and again too. I'm glad you decided to come by-- the thought of having to lug this stuff up a flight of stairs wasn't all that appealing, so it's good that everything worked out okay."

Waen swallows a large mouthful of sandwich, a soft non-word vocalization of satisfaction mooing-up in his chest. He eyed Ted; not knowing if Humans were as good at reading appreciation in a gaze, he realized he should probably speak it aloud. "Cooked or not, this is good, Ted. Thank you."

The Human beamed. "No problem bud. So... care to pick a movie? When my grandfather passed I inherited all of his physical media. It may be more of a pain than all of the uploaded digital stuff, but it's still right at my fingertips and I don't have to worry about what service providers do or don't have loaded up."

Looking at the large collection of discs that Ted was presenting on a shelf, Waen pointed a thick finger at one that had caught his eye. "The Dragon's Dream. I heard about that from some of the others working at the warehouse. They made it sound interesting."

Ted nodded eagerly. "Sounds good, big guy and, yeah... it IS a good one."

The Human reached out and patted Waen's forearm before standing and moving to the shelf and pulling the disc's storage box right out. The Bull focused on the lingering tingle of the Human's touch; it was a curious sensation-- an expected pleasure. It felt... nice. Attempting to hide his sudden, surprise giddiness, the Gahn acknowledged the approval. "Oh... alright then. Good... yes."

Settling back onto the loveseat, legs splayed out before him and entertainment playing for his benefit, Waen let out a sigh, reveling in the sense of contentment. It was nice having a chance to just take a load off, and to be somewhere that wasn't his apartment. The Gahn used to think of it as his sanctuary but, after having met Ted, then having spent over a week without the Human's visit, it had begun to feel more like a cell.

Waen really didn't have many ways to relax and unwind, and none of them, up until that afternoon had involved anyone else. It was foreign concept of having company with which to do it. Joining Ted in the Human's apartment was surprisingly comfortable in fact, and, as the show continued on, it became more surprising yet as, after a 'bathroom break', Ted came back and, rather than returning to his seat in the armchair, moved to join the Gahn on the love seat, squeezing in between him and the armrest. He followed up the action with a casual "Is this okay?"

It was more than okay, and Waen COULD have said that, but he didn't. "It is your home, and I do not mind." He was knocking a hole in the wall with his head in his mind's eye, condemning himself for his lack of capacity to communicate.

The Bull settled in, enjoying the feel of the sofa, the taste of the snacks, the view of the new movie, but, more than anything else, the warmth of Ted against him. He ate heartily while Ted grazed sparingly. There was something almost surreal about Ted; around most Humans he felt clumsy, awkward, and worried that he might accidently hurt someone just by stepping somewhere inconvenient but, around Ted, he felt... right.

He felt so 'right', in fact, that he had confused blinking with taking a nap and, before he knew it, he was staring at a menu screen on the entertainment screen across from him, which presented the only light in the darkened room-- had he fallen asleep? Ted's hand, which was laying against his abdomen, made a slow, steady, soft circle against his shirt. "If I did it last time I guess it's only fair that you get a turn too, eh, bud?"

Apparently the Human had been awake even while Waen hadn't and, courteously, hadn't moved, allowing the Bull to sleep; it was a rare moment of quiet companionship, and Waen enjoyed it all the more. A low rumble starting deep in his chest; Ted really WAS easy to be around. "You coulda woke me up, k'now."

The Human's hand continued its gentle circle. "It's not a biggie... we can just rewatch whatever you mised. This was your first time seeing it, right?"

Waen rumbled, lowering his head to look at Ted. He felt the warmth of the Human's body against his, the tingle of his hand against his abdomen, and the tickle of his breath against his fur. "I'm fine staying like this." Suddenly realizing what he'd said, the Bull quickly added "Unless you want to rewatch part of it again."

Ted laughed. "It's almost 20 years older than I am. I've seen it TONS of times, Waen, so, nah... if you're not worried then I'm not either."

Even as the Human talked, one of his fingers ever-so-lightly trailed lines through Waen's fur at the top of his chest where the Bull's shirt didn't cover it.

Waen let out a low, pleased sound in his chest. "Do you know Gahn like things like that?"

The Human, still resting against him, looked up, finger still 'doing that thing'. "This? Gahn do?

The Bull nodded. "Mmm hmm. Closeness is important to Gahn."

Ted's entire hand slipped beneath his undershirt, the sensation striking Waen very nearly causing his abdomen to cramp up as shot of pleasure ran through his torso. "Other Gahn, or does that include you too?"

Fighting to keep his teeth from chattering at the sensation, Waen reached up and gently grabbed Ted's wrist. "Why wouldn't it include me?"

The Human let his hand be drawn away, returned instead to Waen's abdomen where the Bull pinned it with his own hand. A few seconds passed before Ted responded. "I get a feeling that you don't socialze a lot."

The Gahn blinked, looking down at him. "You are right. I don't."

Rather than judge him, make a value statement, or start throwing out tons of questions, Ted, instead, just nodded with a strange degree of what felt to the Bull like empathy. "Yeah... I get that. I was pretty antisocial for a few years after my last break-up... my boyfriend really did a number on me."

Waen's mind stalled at that point; he immediately began to question whether he had heard the statement correctly. Ted had been in a relationship with another male? Were the scents suggesting the Human was interested in him more than just the Bull's imagination? Was this closeness a precursor to suggesting even more intimacy? Was Ted INTERESTED in him? And, of course, the most important question in the Gahn's: when did his jeans become so tight around his groin?

It took a few seconds before Waen could contribute to the conversation. "Your boyfriend didn't deserve you."

He immediately wanted to pull off his tail and stuff it down his own throat. What was he trying to accomplish saying something like that? He didn't know the first thing about what had happened between Ted and the mysterious man who had been in the Human's life. Was a Gahn even qualified to determine what made a Human a worthy partner? No; he was most definitely certain that he was not qualified for anything having to do with Humans.

His self-condemnation ended the moment Ted's fingers returned to dragging through the exposed fur just beneath his neck, and the Human's mirthful voice stated "That's sweet of you to say, Waen but, truth be told, we just weren't a good fit for one another. It was one of those hard life lessons that you have to learn by going through it."

Waen didn't really have a good response. "Oh. I have not had one of those."

Ted craned his neck to look up more directly at him, hand ceasing its movement. "What... a hard life lesson?"

The Gahn grunted, a scornful laugh snaking its way out of him. "No. I have had many of those... so many."

The Human tried again. "A bad break-up?"

Reaching down again, the Bull once more encircled the Human's wrist, but made no attempt to move it. "A boyfriend."

Ted was quiet for many long moments, his expression unreadable-- it wasn't the first time Waen was vexed by the lack of large ears and a tail among Humans. When the man finally did speak, there was a hint of humor to it. "You're kidding. You seem like you'd be quite the catch for anyone looking for a quiet, patient, comfortable homebody."

Waen didn't understand the last word. "What is a homebody?"

The Human's words made the Gahn tingle all over. "A big, handsome bull who enjoys staying at home and snuggling with a good movie in front of him."

The increase in Ted's pheremones was the thing that made Waen realize that the Human was... flirting? Was a Human flirting with HIM? He wasn't entirely sure how things would proceed, so he tried his best to leave some leeway in his answer in case he was misreading things. "I DO like staying at home... and movies..." he swallowed a tightness in his throat, slowly releasing Ted's wrist. "...and snuggling."

The soft smile on Ted's face was all it took for Waen to realize that the Human may have understood him. Laying his head against the Bull's large chest, Ted began running his fingers through the Gahn's chest fur again. "I forgot to ask... the apartment isn't too warm, is it? Back when you first arrived I turned down the thermostat; I remember you prefer it on the cooler side."

Waen realized in that moment that he actually wasn't too hot. He was warm, granted, he usually was, but Ted really WAS a good host, and his attention to detail was impeccable. "I am..." he paused, looking down as the Human's hand slid down his sternum then abdomen, before slipping beneath his undershirt before slowly working its way back upward, dragging the cloth with it. The ache in his crotch became much more pronounced as he slowly changed what he'd originally planned on saying. "...a little warm."

Waen stiffened for a moment as Ted leaned his head against his chest again, a wave of unexpected pleasure washing over him. He let out a low, rumbling sigh, a sound of deep contentment. He didn't move, letting the Human pull his shirt up so that it bunched beneath his armpits, and so Ted's head could rest directly against the fur of his chest. Part of him was hyper-focused on his deep, musky scent being so much more obvious, but he kept his concern in check... right until the Human's hand rubbed across his pectoral, and the Human giggled... just a little, followed by an almost impish statement of "No nipples..."

The statement came out of nowhere, and made no sense. "What? Nipples? Huh?"

Ted's entire face reddened as if he'd been caught in an embarrassing situation. The Human then looked up, his fingers brushing through the fur of the Bull's broad chest. "Do male Gahan not have nipples?"

Ted was making even less sense, but Waen was willing to humor him. "Of course we do. Why do you think we don't have--" the words ceased to come out of his muzzle when he realized what Ted meant. "Oh. No. Gahn don't have nipples on our chests."

For all the times that the Human had caught him unaware or surprised him with a statement, it felt incredibly good to see that expression of self-reflection on Ted's face for once. "Oh. Right! You have em..." He tapped at the low end of the Bull's abdomen where his fur disappeared beneath his jeans. "...down there."

Waen had no idea what pushed him to press his luck but, in that moment, he was fighting with a desire he didn't know was possible, and he scared himself with just how willing he was to hope beyond hope that Ted was-- he wasn't even sure what he wanted, except that he knew that it involved Ted. "Do you... want to see them?"

Humans, unlike Gahn, did not have expressive ears but Ted's body language was unmistakable as he looked up at Waen. "Y-yes... is... that okay?"

The Bull couldn't help but chuckle, wriggling into the seat to gain a little space to separate himself from Ted. "Sure. If you want."

Once he managed to get a little space, Waen twisted to the side to pop the button above his tail, then did the same to the one on his crotch. After that he undid the ziller and wriggled out of his jeans, kicking his legs alternatingly so he could get the denim free of his hooves. After that he settled back into the loveseat, legs partially splayed, moving his arms to fold them behind his head. When the Bull flexed his abdominal muscles he realized in that moment that he really did like the Human; he didn't make it a point to show off for just anyone. Reclining in just his tank top and boxers, he motioned with his head, fighting back just the faintest bit of apprehension. "Go ahead." <<<>>>

He half expected that he was calling the Human's bluff, but he earnestly hoped that he wasn't. Ted's eyes zeroed in on Waen's groin, his hands reaching out to play across the thin fabric of his boxers. "You... want me to leave these where they are?"

It was an innocent question but, for Waen, it was a loaded one. What did the Bull want? What he wanted was for both of them to be naked and the Human's permission to rutt him like there was no future. His inhibitions quickly giving way to an earnstwhile eagerness, Waen stated simply "Nah. You can get a good look if you want... I just kept em on because not all Humans like the scent of an aroused Gahn."

He felt his nose and ears tingle the moment the words had left his muzzle; he just all but admitted his excitement, but he quickly shoved that thought away since Ted was going to see just how much he liked his presence. Even so, Waen held his breath as his companion slowly pulled at the elastic band of his boxers, then summarially gasped it out when Ted drew them down, the side of his index finger slipping along the Bull's half-emerged erection; it was all he could do to keep his hips still.

As if to countermine Waen's warning, Ted leaned forward and took in a huge, deep breath... and summarially coughed. The Bull found himself smirking. "Told ya."

The Human looked up at him, a sheepish grin on his face. "No... it's... it's fine... just... pungent."

Waen, feeling entirely satisfied with the praise (it WAS praise coming from a Human, right?), leaned his head back with a content grunt. "Yeah... we Gahn are pretty proud of our body odor... I DID warn ya."

Rather than respond to the comment, Ted looked back down to his groin. His hands slipped down either of the Gahn's thighs. To the Human's credit, he seemed to grow accustomed to Waen's particular scent, which made the Gahn even happier... but not quite as pleased as when the Human's small, delicate finger tips brushed across his sensitive nipples. "T-there. Ya just passed em."

Ted's fingers traversed back across them and Waen grit his teeth to avoid making a plantive moo at the stimulation. The Human passed them two more times, fingers probing through the fur. "Wow... they're about the size of a Human man's... I would've expected something bigger on a Gahn."

Waen shrugged, eyes drifting toward the ceiling as he reveled in the Human's closeness. "Eh... most of us is bigger'n Humans. Not like we use em for much-- we have other things down there that're a LOT more useful."

The Human shifted next to him. "Waen?"

The Bull, reclining on the loveseat, felt a little shiver run through at hearing the Human call his name. "Mmm?"

Ted's follow up statement was straight forward and matter-of-fact. "Your penis is really darn big."

Waen laughed heartily at that; he didn't mind any amount of praise the Human levied toward him. "Thanks. Like I said... other things down there are a lot more useful... and it's not even at full size yet."

If Ted's prior statement caught him by surprise, the follow up one almost knocked his hooves clean off. "Can I touch it?"

Fighting against the kind of giddiness he hadn't felt since he was a calf, it was all Waen could do to keep his voice steady. "I... uh... sure. As much as you want."

Ted's response was candidly casual. "Cool."

His reply did not do his touch justice. The moment the Human's smooth, dexterous hand closed around the tip of his semi-erect penis Waen's hips very nearly surged foward; it took all of his willpower to avoid bucking the Human entirely off the loveseat and the Gahn felt the wet, slick sensation of the rest of his member slipping freely of its sheath, hardening immediately. In response, he let out a breathless Gahnean explicative. "Dirthorn!"

His companion froze in his motion and, despite Ted's hand not moving, Waen still felt the Human's hand in place, stimulated further with each time his shaft pulsed in time with his heartbeat. The Human looked at him. "Is that okay? I... I don't know what 'wombuk' means... I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Sinking back into the furniture, Waen just let out a soft groan. "No. It's fine. I'm fine. Better'n fine. That... I... uh... like the feel of your hand... there."

The Human's scent had changed significantly and the Gahn could tell that the Human man was aroused; it made the Bull even more excited. Ted's hand begin a gentle, painfully slow trip down Waen's length, then started back up it again, arm pumping up and down with a perfect rhythm... perfect, except that it was nowhere near as fast as the Bull would have liked. It was far too good. Ted's voice spoke into his ear as the Human laid against him. "Still okay, Waen?"

The Bull reached down and slowly encircled the Human's wrist; Ted stopped immediately. Waen rotated his head so he could look the Human in the eyes. There was something mesmerizing about eye colors other than brown; they were exceedingly rare among the Gahn, but apparently common enough among the Humans. Ted had gray eyes. Waen liked them. Locking gazes, the Bull began to slowly move the Human's hand for him. It was all he could do to keep his tone even and measured. "Like this... Faster. I don't like being teased, so if we're doing this, do it like you mean it."

At first he was worried that he might have intimidated Ted like he did often to Humans, but the Human male smiled and, much to Waen's surprise, leaned forward and pressed his lips against the Bull's nose. "You got it, Waen."

Ted was good at taking orders... very good. The Bull barely lasted another ten pumps of the Human's hand, gripping the armwrest with his left hand and encircling the Human's wrist with his right. He kept Ted's hand steady, his hips thrusting into it once... twice... a third then fourth time, and he groaned out a length breath as jet after jet of semen shot free from him. The Bull's entire body tensed up from the stimulation and he could practically feel his abdominal muscles cramp, but he didnt' care; Waen rode the wave of euphoria of the feel of the Human's hand gripping him as he emptied his nuts all over Ted's living room.

After six such blasts of semen, he collapsed back into the loveseat, repeating his earlier statement, albeit, as a contented sigh "Dirthorn."

Ted's hand remained against the Bull's still half-hard member, semen slathered all over his fingers, but seemingly unbothered by it. They laid together for nearly a miute befgore the Human chuckled softly. "I think you hit my video screen... like... two or three times."

Panting, staring at the ceiling, Waen didn't bother checking on the Human's assessment. "Sorry."

His host laughed, free hand rubbing the Bull's abdomen while his other hand finally released the thick slab of softening flesh responsbile for the mess. "I hope you didn't mind how... you know... forward I was."

Waen rumbled, his voice a low, soft growl, completely devoid of its usual gruffness. He shifted his weight slightly, his arm coming up to rest gently, almost protectively, around Ted's back, his thick fingers splayed wide on the sofa cushion beside Ted's hip. He looked down at the Human; the Human was amazing. "Nah. This is... good. Real good."

He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the quiet intimacy of the moment. He took a deep breath, the scent of Ted: heady, Human scent, filling his senses, awash with all of the pheremones that told him that the Hman was as into him as he was into the Human.

Waen was doubly surprised when, eyes closed, he felt a soft peck against his cheek, and, only then, did he realize that he just got kissed by a Human... again. He felt the warmth of Ted's lips, a fleeting, tender pressure. His breath hitched, and a low, almost involuntary moo resonated deep in his chest, a mix of surprise and something else, something warm and unfamiliar. Even after having already climaxed and reset himself to a calmer neutral, he smelled his own musk double two-fold anew. "You know... the more I think of it, Land Earth isn't so bad... not when you got good company, anyway."

Ted smiled warmly at that, laying his head against the Bull's chest as the Gahn wrapped him up in his arms. Waen felt the Human's head settle against his chest, the warmth of the Human's body a comforting weight. He felt Ted's hand find his forearm, a light, almost caressing touch against his fur. The low throb deep within him intensifies, a pleasant ache that spread through his groin. The musky scent around him grew thicker; he hadn't remembered the last time he'd recovered so quickly.

Apparently oblivious to Waen's short refractory period, Ted spoke casually. "And to think... all this, just because some delivery driver didn't know how to deliver his load."

"Yeah..." Waen rumbled, his voice a low, emphatic acknowledgement, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. He shifted his arm slightly, unconsciously pulling Ted a little closer, his thick fingers flexing against the cushion. He closed his eyes again, savoring the feeling of Ted against him, the warmth, the touch. He let out a slow, deliberate breath, his chest expanding slightly, feeling the way that Ted's much smaller body moved against him, further intensifying the throb.

Ted's next words caught him by surprise. "I managed to deliver your load alright though, don't you think?"

Waen opened his muzzle to respond, but no words came out; the Gahn language didn't do well with turns of phrase and so he didn't always catch Human ones at first but, in that moment, coupled with the impish grin on the Human's face, it was unmistakable. A low, pleased sound, escaped the Bull as as Ted looked up at him with that warm smile. He chuckled a deep, guttural sound that vibrated through his chest. "I..." was he really willing to ask for it? Yes. Yes he was. "Can I... uh... request another delivery?"

The Human smiled, sliding down the Bull's body. "Always happy to help, big guy."

Even though he didn't understand Ted's plan, he felt the unspoken promise in Ted's words, a subtle current flowing between them. His breath hitched in his throat as one of the Human's hands toyed with his left nipple, and he clenched his teeth when Ted's other hand cupped his ample sac. A moment later, he let out an unrestricted, unabashed moo as the Human's lips encircled his erection.

Waen usually got a maximum of three shipments a week but, even though the delivery guy had returned, Ted ended up helping the Bull with delivering three loads in one night.