A hiss of air escaped between his clenched teeth when he felt the rough, calloused pads of Arthur's fingers around his cock and his nails dug into his scalp.

"If my bear asks it of me," he gasped, "how can I refuse?"

How he could be so cocky on the verge of orgasm was anyone's guess, but it wasn't long until the telltale shudder ran down his spine and between his thighs, spilling hot and sticky all over Arthur's hand with a hoarse, choked moan.