Teddy
Special, overdue, gift for Arukku. He and his mate, Sindal, get busy. Hope he likes.
Teddy
A cold icy wind blew through the street, creeping through every crack and fissure. Sindal yapped, the shiver running right through his open jacket, vest, shirt, and fur and putting a cold touch on his skin. "God damn," he muttered. He buttoned his wool coat tight, and still the shivers just snuck right through every opening. He exhaled, and breathed in, and the cold air filled his lungs. Clenching his arms over his chest, he started massaging his torso, trying to warm his core up. But the assault of icy wind was just endless. The night was quiet, but his ears perked to the sound of rumbles and roars and shouts. He needed a moment to warm himself, and followed the sounds as fast as his stiff legs would take him. The sounds seemed to originate from a tavern a block or two down. He pushed on the door, and it slowly creaked open, and a warm gust, smelling of stale beer hit him. But it was warm, that was all that mattered.
With the door closed behind him, there was the silencing of whistling wind, and an eerie quiet came about the tavern. He had seen a few fellow leopards here and there, but mostly the land was populated by bears: tall, wide, mountainous creatures. Sindal wasn't small, by most measure, but the bears, even the younger ones still looked down on him. Most were a good foot higher, and easily three times as wide by their broad shoulders and bulging stomachs. And now, no less than ten or fifteen were sitting in the tavern, staring at him.
He swallowed a lump in his throat and slowly moved over to the bar. He hoped up onto the stool, trying to ignore the stares and growls. Oh the curse of a sensitive nose. The stench of stale beer, spit, piss, and that burning odor of vodka.
"What'll it be?" the bartender asked. Tall, with massive girth, and a straight stance that forced Sindal to lean back then look up just to make eye contact.
"Coffee. Light."
The bartender growled lowly. "We don't have coffee."
Sindal stretched and fiddled his fingers, trying to get better circulation. "Something to warm me up then?" he asked.
"Vodka," said a voice beside Sindal. How such massive creature as a bear could sneak up on Sindal was a mystery. He turned to face the bear that had talked, again having to crane his neck to see the face, but not quite as much as he had to with others. This bear seemed to be a bit shorter.
Despite the cold air outside, the bear didn't wear as heavy clothes as the snow leopard was forced to don. Instead, he had only a gray t-shirt, with a pattern of black shapes sprinkled throughout. His pants were a simple pair of black sports pants. His jacket was just a leather one, light and somewhat flimsy by appearance, certainly not enough to give him any protection from the elements. How could it ever keep him warm? Perhaps it was the fur, and the layer of fat and muscle on his bones. The bear's fur was solid white. He was no doubt used to the snow.
The bartender put down a large (to Sindal) glass of strong smelling spirit on the table in front of the snow leopard. "Go ahead," said the polar bear. "It's good."
Sindal stared at the bear a while. He was just massive. Sindal blinked, and looked at the glass then, and slowly put his paws around it. He lifted it with a bit of difficulty, and brought it to his lips.
The vodka burned the whole way down. It settled like fire in his belly, and his tail shot straight up and stiff. He pushed the glass away and choked on the taste, gasping for breath. Beside him, the polar bear chuckled deeply. "Yeah, it can be shocking, pussy cat."
Sindal growled under his breath, glaring at the bear.
"The names Arc," he said. "You?"
"Sindal."
The bear chuckled. "Well, can I call you pussy cat?"
The snow leopard looked over the furry, fanged, clawed, albino mountain. "Uh...sure," he said. The last thing he would want to do is pick a fight. He turned back to his drink. He did feel a bit warmer inside. The fire settled into a smoldering in his belly and sent warm waves to his limbs. He took another sip, rubbing his stomach, trying to get the new burst of fire to settle. Then he felt a rubbing on his back. Confused, he saw the polar bear's large hand stroking him. "Take it slow pussy cat; I doubt you have the tolerance for our stuff."
Sindal nodded. "Yeah. This stuff is like fire."
Arc chuckled, stroking him more. "So pussy cat, what are you doing all the way here in the mother land?"
"Just traveling." Sindal took another sip. He breathed deep. The taste was overwhelming. Truth be told, this was the first time he had ever drank. Perhaps he shouldn't have started with something so strong. He choked a bit again, gagging lightly. He shook his head, trying to breath out the dizziness in his eyes.
"So why is everyone staring at me?" he asked, looking around the bar at the assortment of colored bears, all watching him like he were going to pull a gun.
"You're something new," Arc smiled. "Personally, I like to try new things."
Sindal swallowed, and nodded weakly. "Uh hu." Nervously, he took another sip. One glass had to be four servings to him. And he had barely gotten through one and a half. Whatever measure of masculinity he clung to, he didn't want to seem weak to the bears. He still had his pride, and put the glass up, then tilted his head and began to chug.
That was a mistake. Sindal would have fell backwards off the stool and cracked himself on the floor, but the bear's hand kept stroking him and keeping him up. "G-god, this stuff is intense." He rubbed his throat, soothing the fires. He took a deep breath, and then another drink.
"Don't force yourself little guy. You'll get sick."
Sindal growled. "No, I can manage. I'm not a pussy cat." He threw his head back and chugged the remainder of the glass down his throat, tail stiff, legs stiff, and only the bear's paw keeping him from hitting the ground. He placed the cup down and fell forward, resting his head on the bar.
"Are you alright?" Arc asked.
"I...think...but why do you sound...so far away?"
"Pussy cat, where are you staying, what hotel?"
"What? No hotel? Or am I? Oh god, I don't feel too good?"
Arc gently rubbed his back. "Just breathe slowly."
Sindal tried, but the smell of stale beer and stale bear didn't help matters. "I need some air," he said, swallowing bile. He tried getting off the stool, but tumbled and smacked hard against the floor, whining loudly.
Arc frowned, and slide off the stool. He squatted and poked Sindal, who gave a long whine. "Alright, I'm getting you home," he said, scooping the snow leopard up into thick, flabby arms. Without thinking, Sindal buried his head in the bear's fur, wrapping his arms around his neck and cuddling to the big warmth. Arc did what he could to coax the clawing, tightly squeezing snow leopard down, but Sindal gave low whimpers, and his head darted around the bar fearfully.
"Where am I? Who are you?" he kept saying.
"Sindal, calm down." Arc slid a paw down under the snow leopard's tail to support him and another on his back, petting him kindly. And, by and by, the snow leopard started to calm down, just cuddling with the white warmth and cushion of the chubby bear.
"T-thank you, for this," he said. "You're awfully nice." He brushed his black nose against the snowy fur, taking in the scent. It seemed to calm him somehow, but only added to the light headed buzz he had. "You smell nice."
"If you throw up in my nice smelling fur, I'm going to eat you," Arc warned, then grinned, pushing the door open and stepping out. Sindal yapped at the cold and started to squirm, the sharp coldness like a knife through him. "Oh, don't be such a pussy cat," the bear chuckled. "I'll keep you warm."
Sindal looked up to the big white head. "Thanks..."
"It's no problem." Arc continued walking, finally reaching his apartment, and opening the door. He rode the elevator up to his floor, feeling the snow leopard start to relax in the heated interior of the hallways. Reaching his apartment, he stepped in and set Sindal down on the couch. "Now wait here, pussy cat. I want to change out of my work clothes."
Sindal shivered and lay there on the couch, a coldness from losing his warm white body and the sickness in his stomach fighting for dominance. The sickness won. A moment later, he scurried through the room towards the hallway that would lead into the bedroom. He caught a glimpse of a large, chubby, nude, albino body before reaching the bathroom, and all the alcohol suddenly poured up his throat, out of his lips, and into the toilet. Arc came behind him and again rubbed a paw down his spine. "Oh...god, what was that stuff?" Sindal demanded.
Arc chuckled. "Vodka. You gotta build a tolerance. Why I don't drink but rarely."
Sindal gave a low whine, putting his head down.
"Pussy cat, are you done?"
The snow leopard rubbed his stomach. "I...think...doesn't feel like there is anything left in there." Arc smiled and gently picked the snow leopard up. Sindal wrapped his arms around the bear's thick neck, bracing himself. "Thank you...for everything. Helping me and all. Anything I can do to make it up to you?"
Arc smiled. "Maaaaaybe." Arc turned, moving out the bathroom door and into the bedroom, where he sat down on the large mattress, the snow leopard settling in his lap. He pushed a black claw to Sindal's belly, earning a little breath and whimper. His claw moved down, tracing the fur from Sindal's navel, down his thigh, and finally between his legs to fondle his tail. Sindal chuckled. He shifted around, so he was kneeling a bit on Arc's thighs, and looped his arms around the bear's thick chest and ribs. "Sorry pussy cat, but you'll find I have no tail to touch."
Sindal chuckled, and stood up, nipping one of the bear's cute little ears. Arc, in turn, lifted the snow leopard's shirt and nuzzled his belly. His snout moved up, under the shirt and to one of the snow leopard's nipples. He sniffed it gently, before giving it a lick as well.
"A-arc?"
Arc smiled. "Yeah?"
"Do you...maybe...want to do something?"
Arc looked up, cupping Sindal's face in his paws and bringing him down in to a kiss. "I thought you would never ask. I think it would be a nice way to say thank you."
With an open mouth, Arc slipped his tongue in to the snow leopard's mouth, getting under it, tiny stump of a tail twitching happily. His large paws were at Sindal's back, fondling the spine and ribs and sides. Arc broke the kiss, instead moving down to lick the snow leopard's neck. Sindal's tail went mad, wagging in wide arcs. The bear's tongue moved down Sindal's chest and towards the nipple under the fur. Sindal pushed back suddenly, shivering and panting.
"That's...going to do things, to me."
Arc chuckled, looking down to visible bulge in the snow leopard's pants. Arc's finger traced from the base of Sindal's ribs, down to the rim of his pants. His long claw slipped inside. Sindal shivered and shuddered, looking to the bear for some reassurance. He earned a slight smile, and a "You...mind?"
Sindal smiled and gave a nice nod.
The hand moved to the small of Sindal's back, the finger moving to the tail hole and the nail giving a little push. "Well, do you mind if we do it, in there?"
"I...I think I can take it."
Arc giggled. His own sheathe was starting to tingle and tense in anticipation. The snow leopard lowered to his knees. Arc was still nude all this time. Sindal could see the blackness of the shaft, slowly tugging out of the white fur sheathe. He reached forward to the erection, and massaged gently. Then down to the testicles. "H-how do we go about doing this?" the snow leopard asked, staring at how massive Arc was. He put his hand around the penis. He was just huge.
"Just wrap your arms around my neck little guy."
Sindal nodded meekly, putting his arms around the thickness and putting his snout in Arc's throat. Arc smiled, holding the snow leopard and leaning back. He carefully took hold of Sindal's pants, giving them a little tug, and when that didn't work, simply cut them with a sharp foreclaw. The shreds of pants slipped away, exposing the cute rump that Arc so tenderly fondled and squeezed. He reached forward and found his black penis, gently guiding it between the grey spotted cheeks.
"Oh...wow." Sindal wrapped his legs around the bear's belly and took a deep breath, feeling the tip against his entrance. But it was the simple size, stretching his cheeks apart, and just the tip pushing into his tight ring.
"Easy, easy," Arc whispered into Sindal's ear. He placed a hand at the small of the snow leopard's back, holding him still and pushing. The fat penis sunk slowly into the cavern, gently, taking its time to stretch the hole. Still, Sindal buried his face in Arc's chest, breathing slowly. His tail was still moving, the stretching yielding roll after roll of pleasure. His breath was deep and using his hands and legs to cling to the bear's chest, he managed to stay firm.
Then he felt his anus shrink and shrivel. The bulk had left him, and he gave a confused whine, looking to Arc. Arc leaned up, smiling and planting a little kiss on the cat's nose, before lowering his hips onto the shaft, squirming inside due to the tightness. Sindal squirmed as well, feeling the massive bear bulk stretch the cheeks with each inch and push. Then he pulled out again. Sindal collapsed, panting, huffing the clean smelling fur of Arc, who stroked his back. Sindal stretched, cat like, lifting his rump and shivering at the claw that sifted through his fur.
Arc whined, nuzzling Sindal's neck and pushing his penis to the anus. Sindal yapped, feeling a bit of creamy wetness dribble in to his crack. He meowed, snuggling and panting.
"Ready?" Arc whispered into the cat's pointed ear.
Sindal swallowed. "Yes, I...I think."
Arc kissed the snow leopard, pushing his muzzle to muzzle and sliding his tongue in to the mouth, forcing himself in. Sindal purred, tasting the warm bulk and nibbling gently. Arc's hands moved to Sindal's cheeks, lifting him up then slowly dropping him on the bulk of his penis. Precum still dribbled out of the tense erection, wetting the tight hole, making it just a tad easier to slip the bulk inside.
Sindal's own heat was throbbing and pressed into the warm fur of bear belly. Pre started to dribble out of Sindal's own black penis and mingling and matting the fur. The warmth. Sindal bit his lip, the bulk stretching his ass and the warm fur tingling the head of his penis. And the pressure up his ass. He clenched down hard on it, fighting it, but Arc kept his paw at the small of his back, forcing him to take the full weight as he slipped half way inside.
"Like that?" Arc asked.
"Y-yes..." he nearly cried.
Arc sucked hungrily on Sindal's neck as he pushed again, forcing his penis deeper and deeper. The thrusts moved Sindal over the belly, his penis brushing the warm fur and sending tingles of pleasure all through him. "I can't..." he whined. "I can't..."
Arc growled, low and deep, but nodded and pulled Sindal off. Sindal nearly roared in agony, both sources of stimulation now gone. Nothing in his ass. Nothing brushing his penis. He felt so cold and empty.
"P-patient," Arc whined, turning Sindal around so he was resting on his back, on the bear's belly.
"What are you...?"
Arc set his hand on Sindal's penis, coddling it gently and slowly. His other hand moved to Sindal's stomach and hip, and slid him along the fur on his belly and onto the shaft. Sindal squirmed, mostly out of habit; he had actually adjusted to the bulk rather quickly. His breath hiked as the throbbing erection settled deep inside, and the tip poked at a spot that made him light headed and dizzy. It was like there was a weight on his hip bone that was going to crush him. Arc groaned, arching his back, snarling. He seemed to be enjoying it as much as the snow leopard did, more even, as when Sindal looked behind him and into the polar bear's eyes, he saw a dazed detachment. Drool poured out of the bear's black lips.
Sindal lay back, the throbbing inside him making him want to explode, and when Arc put his palm to the head of Sindal's penis, the snow leopard nearly fainted. If the belly fur had been nice, this was just incredible. Arc's paw was warm, the sweet leather of the center pad a kind embrace that made Sindal want to cry. The roughness of the leather sent shivers through him and stimulated the sensitive head. Pre dribbled out of the penis, slicking the pad.
"Ready?" Arc asked. He didn't wait for an answer though. His thumb and index finger curled around Sindal's penis, sliding down to the base to hold him still as he started to hump into the tightness of Sindal's rump.
It was as if Arc was playing a game. Every new act, new gesture, topped the old one. Just as Sindal felt the most incredible sensation in his life, something new followed. Something deeper followed. Something that tickled him inside or sent wave after wave of euphoria through him.
Arc was a bit afraid. Despite all appearances, this was his first time. And, while he may have been nervous about himself, it was his partner that he started to fear for. But it felt so good. So amazing. So warm and inviting in the snow leopard's tail hole. He had tried to go slow, thrust careful. But now he was more wanton and forceful. His every movement was reckless, and he snarled more than talked, pushing deeper and deeper in until...
Arc didn't roar, but gave a low whimper as he thrust, hitting so deep in Sindal, that Sindal roared and glistened the bear's paw with white hot seed. The smell hit Arc's nose, and triggered his own climax deep inside the snow leopard's rump, filling him with white bear juice.
Sindal caught his breath first, but the heavy paw of Arc weighing on his hips kept him from getting up. Not that he minded. He just lay there, feeling Arc breath, rising and falling with the bear's strong lungs and full belly. By and by, Arc lifted his head and nuzzled the white hair of the snow leopard, giving that happy growling noise that made Sindal smile wide. The bear sat up, nuzzling and licking the snow leopard like a tiny cub. "So you want to stay the night?"
"Uh..." Sindal asked. He cuddled into the fur. "Not...really sure where else to go. Was going to get a room at the hostel."
"I got room," Arc said kindly.
Sindal smiled, and settled back. He was tired, and wasn't even sure he could walk after...that. "Uh...if it's alright."
Arc smiled, squeezing and rocking the cat in his arms. "And maybe tomorrow, you can find a way to thank me...again."