“Doc!” Ottis laughed and shoved at him. “I was talking aboutyourscars, not mine.”
“Yeah, well, yours sound like they need care.” The alpha sounded grumpy, which made something warm bloom in Ottis’ chest.
“I’ll put lotion on mine if you put some on yours,” Ottis said.
Doc’s arms tightened around him. Then he huffed, bumping his forehead against the back of Ottis’ head. “You drive a hard bargain, sweetheart.”
Ottis laughed. “You driveharder.”
At that, Doc growled, low and deep. He rolled Ottis under himself and pinned him to the bed, mouthing at his ear. Tingles raced down Ottis’ spine; he purred and arched, trying to get even more skin contact.
Then his ears shifted and grew fuzzy, his tail sprouting out behind him.
“Eek,” Ottis squeaked.
Doc made a questioning sound. “Tail?”
“I don’t know. Sometimes it happens,” Ottis admitted. “When I feel good.”
Doc purred and unwrapped one arm from around Ottis, reaching between them to grasp Ottis’ tail. Ottis shuddered;more pleasure whispered through his body when Doc began to stroke his tail.
“Good boy,” Doc murmured in his ear. “So good for me.”
Ottis mewled and melted into a boneless puddle. “I’m good?” he asked plaintively. “I want to be good.”
“You’re so good,” Doc whispered. “So beautiful and perfect.”
“You can’t even see me.”
“I can feel you. Smell you. Taste you.”
That took a while to sink in. “Huh,” Ottis said.
“Were you surprised by that?”
“Yeah. No one’s ever said that to me, either. That I taste good. It’s like I’m your chicken dinner.”
Doc froze. Then he began to laugh, his entire body trembling. Ottis groaned.
“I’m not going to swallow you,” Doc said. “Except for your... gravy. I’d swallow that.”
Ottis groaned. “That’s terrible!”
Doc laughed harder. His laugh was low and rich, and it made all of Ottis’ nerves light up.
To hide that, Ottis grumbled, “Is your mind always in the gutter?”
“Is it?” Doc sounded like he was smiling. “I think yours might be.”
“I think about pure and upstanding things!”
“Of course,” Doc purred, like they both hadn’t heard the way Ottis’ heart skipped at the lie. “In case it isn’t obvious, I enjoy the way you sound and feel. The way you respond to my touch. So sensitive. So eager to please me.”
He stroked Ottis’ tail and nipped his ears, until Ottis floated in bliss, pleasure humming through his body.
Doc released his tail and slid his hand down Ottis’ belly, palming his cock briefly. Then he reached behind Ottis’ balls to where he was still stretched around Doc.
Ottis’ breath hitched. Doc touched his rim firmly, locking Ottis’ attention on where they were still joined.
