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The bear growled as a hand was placed over his mouth, glaring up at the man that was now looking beyond Griffin to the TV screen to find them both a movie to watch. Instead of taking it silently, and passively, Griffin flicked his tongue out to wet the other’s fingers. He grinned as he moved his head in Kaz’s lap purposefully to rub the other’s cock, either to arose him or to force him to acknowledge the bear in the room.

He muttered something under that hand, grumbling when the fingers remained and kept his words from spilling out. When the hand finally pulled away Griffin licked his lips as he turned back onto his side so his face could look toward the screen.

Kaz felt Griffin lap at his fingers, but his hand remained stable against his mouth, having expected such an act. He was prepared for the worst, to be pounced and pinned for the teasing, but it seemed that Griffin was willing to play nice. That was until Kaz felt the back of the male’s head press into him. 

The little fingers that reached for his own giant mitt made Griffin grumble as his hand was brought somewhere less likely to arouse the other. Griffin could tell that the other’s body was wanting to go with what the bear wanted, but Kaz was more in control of his libido than Griffin. Something of frustration for the bear, but Kaz was usually cooperative when he wanted to play. Usually.

“I don’t think you know me well enough to say I’d like it in the city,” He grumbled. “Everything’s the wrong size, people are everywhere, noises, smells – even the immediate access to food doesn’t make up fo– What did you call me?!” Griffin grunted as he flipped onto his back and kept his head in Kaz’s lap to glare up at the other.

If Griffin insisted on being bothersome, Kaz took it as an invitation to to tease the other. The large figure wasn’t all that frightening, at least not to Kaz or the folks in Boulder Creek, but he wasn’t getting any ideas about hauling the beast to the city when he did not like visiting himself. 

Griffin smiled as he felt those fingers against his hair, feeling Kaz’s touch always made the bear melt into a puddle of rumbling goo. He reached up to kiss Kaz’s wrist as he settled his head into his lap, feeling that curve of meat between his legs just under his cheek.

“Yes, because my arousal is most terrifying. It’s responsible for the sinking of Atlantis, that,” He says and thrusts his hips up into the air. “All those Greek booties were just begging for it, and I’m a kind and generous man, so I helped them out. Bang bang splash,” Griffin chuckled as he moved his hand along Kaz’s thigh and gave it a tight squeeze. His eyes settled on the screen as he scooted his head back in Kaz’s lap.

Despite the bear’s tale being quite lewd, Kaz couldn’t help but to chuckle. Griffin was quite the character, the polar opposite to his own, mellow persona. He often thought up schemes to exhaust the other, but often times, he came up short of success. Even food induced comas didn’t provide much relief.

Griffin kept that confused look on his face as Kaz went to sit beside him on the couch. Side by side, even sitting, Kaz looked comically short – or Griffin comically large – and the bear sat back as he looked down to his man.

“Okay,” Griffin was unfamiliar with this whole situation and leaned over to kiss at Kaz’s cheek. He grinned to himself as he moved his body around to lie completely on the couch and moved his head to rest in Kaz’s lap. Griffin smiled up to him.

Now, Kaz felt downright terrible for confusing Griffin like that, but he did not know how else to explain the situation. Not without running the risk of insulting the relationship they had established over the past couple of months. As his mate’s cheek rested in his lap, the man placed his hand upon Griffin’s head and began to drag his fingers through his hair. 

There were some things in life that Griffin never worried about, and that was what it meant to be masculine or manly. Why would he care about such things? He didn’t have to prove himself to anyone. If the bear felt like wearing plaid, jeans, and Uggs with a scarf, did he care what other people thought? Especially if the plaid was pink? Others, however, worried, and he scowled as he looked to Kaz as he sat down on the couch, eye level with the other.

Kaz liked to consider himself the open minded sort, but there were still things in which he lacked understanding. If only he could feel as free as Griffin do what he wanted when he wanted, but he felt he had an image to uphold. It had little to do with his lover’s behavior, and more to do with his upbringing. 

Instead, she opted to move a little closer, setting her suitcase just in front of his truck and sitting herself on the top edge of it rather properly. “What’s your name?” she asked. Faith continued to look up at the man, brow raised ever so slightly in expectation. “How old are you? Did you always live in California? Why didn’t you want me?”

The man was surprised to find that her last question stung. It was never a matter of not wanting her, but more so an acknowledgment of the fact that, at the time, he wasn’t quite ready to be a father. Hell, he still wasn’t. He could hardly look Faith in the eye, let alone be a proper parental figure. “I need to call your grandparents to let them know you’re okay... Are they at the motel in town?”

The bear gave up his attempt at trying to get on Kaz – it was a fruitless endeavour. The bear smiled as he noticed those red cheeks and leaned down for a quick kiss to his nose. He held out his hand for Kaz to take, smiling down to his man as he stood up proper – chest out, shoulders back, and that magnificent tank in the front.

Kaz happily placed his hand in Griffin’s and shot a modest smile in his direction. Now, walking side by side was much easier, it felt...normal. The woodsman liked normal, though his lover had skewed his former idea of what ‘normal’ was. “You know I don’t like that.” He reminded the other, tugging Griffin along. “I already feel emasculated enough just by standing next to you.”

“I’m assuming eating out isn’t what we’re talking about in this conversation, are we,” Griffin grinned as he slowly let Kaz down to his feet. He missed the warmth his body had against his side, and a hand went to rub where he had been pressed against him. Griffin grumbled and scowled at the Pooh reference as he sucked in his gut to try to appear less Pooh-like.

“---Don’t think that’s happened either.” Kaz flushed, pushing his lengthened bangs back once he was released. It took a moment, but he gained both his footing and composure and reached out to give Griffin a gentle pat on his middle. “You know I love you just the way you are.”

“I wanted to eat you up before but now I just wanna eat you all the damn time,” He chuckled as he nuzzled the top of Kaz’s head, letting that scent fill his lungs and rub into his beard. Griffin brought his free hand around to Kaz’s chest and rubbed on it idly, almost as if those fingers were unfamiliar with a body that didn’t have thick pecs and a belly.

“Has there ever been a circumstance in which a bear has consumed a human male? I know you’re technically not a bear and technically not a human, but I think the laws of nature still count.” Kaz was rambling, that just went to show how comfortable he become with Griffin. He was a calming presence.