Adren twirled, letting his hair swirl around him, coal-black over his snowy, grey-spotted pelt. When it came to rest, a thick lock of it was hooked over his shoulder, running down his body and over his hip.<\/p>\n
Not, he fancied, a horrible look for him, but he made no particular effort to keep it there when he straightened. No, he had no want of a studied, arranged appearance now; it was enough to know that his hair was as free of knots and tangles as he’d thought.<\/p>\n
He left his reflection behind, striding out into the hall. His hand trailed along the polished wood banister as he descended the front stairs. His guest was waiting in the foyer, looking over the art hung on the walls; so absorbed was he that he didn’t notice the leopard’s approach until Adren laid a hand on his leather-clad shoulder.<\/p>\n
Merrill’s chin jerked up, and the bear smiled over his shoulder. \u201cThere you are,\u201d he said, turning. \u201cReady to… oh, my.\u201d His eyes drifted down along Adren’s body, and he bit his lip. Looking back up, he said, \u201cI, uh… when you said you felt like a ride, I thought you meant on a gryphon.\u201d<\/p>\n
And that explained the leathers. Oh, hells. Adren winced; he’d entirely misread the other man’s eager acceptance of his suggestion. \u201cI’m sorry, Merrill. I truly didn’t mean to mislead you…\u201d Taking a deep breath, he reached up to touch the bear’s dark lips. \u201cWould you mind the substitution overly much?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFor you?\u201d Merrill squeezed his shoulders, and the bigger man gave him a breathless smile. \u201cNot at all, dear one.\u201d<\/p>\n
Relief was a wonderful thing. \u201cTomorrow,\u201d Adren promised, \u201cwe’ll go out riding. But for this afternoon…\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI understand.\u201d The bear’s hands slid down Adren’s sides, coming to his waist; then one of them moved in, curling under the snow leopard’s half-firm flesh. \u201cBeen anticipating this, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n
The feline shivered, arching up into his friend’s touch. \u201cGood gods,\u201d he moaned, \u201cyou have no<\/em> idea.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do now. Goodness.\u201d That big hand slid along Adren’s swelling rod. \u201cLet’s get situated, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n Adren led him up the stairs and ushered him into one of the guest suites. He promised to be right back, then ducked into his own room for the things he’d set there. A bottle of wine and two glasses rested on a platter; to that he added a wooden flask, carved with innocuous geometric designs. He could have just brought Merrill in here, but after that slip on his part, treating the bear to the finer comforts of the guest room seemed appropriate.<\/p>\n Merrill was certainly eager for this new agenda, though. By the time Adren found him in the suite’s bedroom, he was unclad and lying on the bed, caressing his own member, coaxing it to attention.<\/p>\n Seeing it, Adren quailed. Was he getting in over his head? He’d known Merrill was a big man, obviously, but he hadn’t known the bear was, well, big.<\/em><\/p>\n He swallowed, gathered his nerve, and stepped forward.<\/p>\n Merrill looked over at him, smiled, and breathed a heavy sigh. \u201cI always wondered why you went through the work of keeping your hair like that,\u201d he murmured, passing a hand over his own short-cropped scalp. \u201cNow I think I know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI might as well take advantage of the contrast,\u201d Adren mused, setting his tray down on the nightstand and taking the flask from it. Once it was open, he brought it near the bear’s ebon shaft, gripping that flesh with his other hand.<\/p>\n It felt<\/em> even bigger than it looked.<\/em> Gods be good, this wouldn’t be easy.<\/p>\n He dribbled a generous quantity of clear oil over the bear’s flesh, relishing in the groans, in the way Merrill thrust up into his grip. A few more strokes to smear the stuff all around, and he stoppered the flask and put it back.<\/p>\n Then, before he could lose his nerve, he swung over to straddle his friend’s hips and lowered himself into place.<\/p>\n It was tough going, and it involved a few false starts, but finally, he got the head of the bear’s cock in under his anxiously-lashing tail. From there, it got easier; still, sweet gods, Adren’s third lover was going to leave him much more sore than had the other two.<\/p>\n \u201cI think,\u201d he gasped, about halfway down, \u201cI may have to… put off that ride for one more day. Gods…\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cEasy, easy,\u201d Merrill crooned, stroking Adren’s thigh, reaching up to rub over the leopard’s chest. \u201cDon’t break yourself on my account.\u201d<\/p>\n Adren laughed, short and sharp. \u201cYou’re<\/em> not the one who asked for this,\u201d he pointed out.<\/p>\n \u201cTrue…\u201d The bear’s fingers slid inward, brushing over the cat’s pouch, then up along his rigid shaft. \u201cEven so.\u201d<\/p>\n By that point, there wasn’t much farther to go. Still, feeling the bear’s hip against his thighs was a relief. The fullness was exquisite, but it was pushing him to the utter limit.<\/p>\n So there they rested for a time, getting accustomed to one another. Merrill’s big, powerful hands roamed his smaller friend’s \u2013 lover’s \u2013 body, gathering up some of his hair and pulling it around front, fingers combing through it.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is undeniably impressive now,\u201d the bear said, grinning up at him.<\/p>\n \u201cSo,\u201d gasped Adren, \u201care you. I had no idea…\u201d<\/p>\n Merrill ducked his head, ears furling. \u201cMy first sought me out just for that, I learned after.\u201d He took Adren’s length in his hand again, reaching over to dribble some oil onto it as he started stroking. \u201cSo hearing that is reassuring.\u201d<\/p>\n Adren shook his head sharply. \u201cYou’re far more dear to me than that, Merrill. I…\u201d His mind shied away from that word; it was much too soon. \u201cI like you very much,\u201d he said instead.<\/p>\n Merrill kissed his fingertips, touched them to Adren’s lips; kissed them again, and instead stroked over the crown of Adren’s manhood. \u201cAnd I you,\u201d he breathed. \u201cNow…\u201d<\/p>\n He started stroking in earnest, and any reply Adren might have made was lost to a wail of surging need. 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