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Arthur's voice was terribly sweet when it came out all sleep and he rewarded the sound by pulling his head back to drag his tongue along his shaft, and planting a kiss at the tip of his head before swallowing him right back down.

The hand in his hair only spurred him on, pulling that trick several times, either taking him deep into his throat, or planting kisses all along his length intermittently.

His cock might have been getting the lion's share of the attention, but he still kept up the slow, steady massage over his thighs.

The repeated wonderful deep throating didn't allow for the bear to sleep very much longer. He stirred enough to groan and tangle his fingers more in the other's hair.

"...So good to me darlin'" he muttered, not opening his eyes, but he didn't have to see the lump in the blanket to know the medicine seller's mouth was on him doing all sorts of things to him. Plus the massage to his thighs was unexpected but relaxing as well. Arthur spread his thighs apart more comfortably to let him play all he liked with him.

What a sweet and soft bear Arthur was to lay with. And play he did; sucking Arthur slow and deep before pulling off to nuzzle up against the erect shaft.

"Mmm, good morning, Aru-kuma," he greeted, muffled from under the blanket, though he promptly returned to what he'd been doing, licking up from the base to tease his tongue along the crown, then wrapping his lips around the head and taking him right back in, greedy to swallow his lover's climax.

Aru-kuma. Meant bear right? He'd ask later, thoughts drifting quickly back to the other's mouth. The little nuzzle earned him a small smile and moan, and his grip tightened with a hiss as he was swallowed down to the hilt.

"Ah...Je-sus...what a way to wake up..." he groaned, arching up, eyes opening and finding only the sight of a lump where the medicine seller's head was at his groin. if the room was warmer he'd toss the blanket off to watch, but instead, Arthur closed his eyes again and concentrated on the feel of the man's mouth, and the squeeze of his throat around the head of his shaft.

There was a muffled chuckle from around Arthur's cock and while the Medicine Seller was not visible as more than a bump under the blanket, his pleased expression was all too easy to imagine.

Every time he drew his head back he would lavish Arthur's erection with kisses, lapping at the the head before letting him sink back into the warm wet cavern of his mouth. There was only the occasional brush of sharp teeth against the sensitive flesh as he worked over his lover's thighs as thoroughly as he attended his cock.

The scrape of teeth added a delightful heightened sense of danger Arthur was shocked he liked.

"Yea...yea just like that darlin'...Oh you got me close..." he moaned, trying to meet him each time he swallowed him down again.

The grip in his hair was tight and his length dribbled precum steadily on the medicine seller's tongue. The little flicks against the sensitive head were just as maddening as when he swallowed him to the hilt.

His climax suddenly consumed him with a cry as he thrust up and tried to bury his cock down the other man's throat as he came, member pulsing hot and thick from the luxurious attention.

The Medicine Seller felt Arthur's climax hit right at the back of his throat; and he swallowed it down without hesitation. He held his lover's cock steady between his lips, stroking his tongue along the underside as Arthur shuddered through his orgasm. The grip on his hair was answered with his fingers sinking lovingly into the meat of Arthur's thighs, gently easing him down.

As his cock softened on his tongue, the Medicine Seller gradually his head back, letting it slide from his lips. Licking the last drops from the corner of his mouth, he kissed a trail up Arthur's torso before his head finally emerged from under the blanket, chin resting on his chest.

He didn't say anything, just reached up to touch Arthur's cheek.

Arthur shuddered and moaned openly as the medicine seller not only swallowed around him but then proceeded to caress him through his climax with his tongue.

Lord almighty.

The slow slide of his length form his mouth also did things to him and then his head popped up from the beneath the blankets looking very pleased with himself and touching his cheek so lovingly.

"Mornin' darlin'" he smiled, stroking his cheek right back.

He leaned his head into the touch, turning to plant a kiss on Arthur's calloused palm. The sky outside was still dark, but the thin grey light to the east had grown, suggesting the sun was close to rising behind the clouds.

"Hmm, it certainly is," he very nearly purred in agreement. A very good morning indeed. "Feeling rested?"

He caressed his cheek and jaw as they spoke, thumb brushing over his bottom lip.

Arthur glanced out the window glad the storm had abated though the day would likely still be cloudy. Not like he had plans beyond being with the medicine seller...right, still needed to come up with a name for him. He’d have to think on that today.

“Rested? Well enough, liked the wake up call very much though” he grinned.

The bear also caught a whiff of something in the room, “You make breakfast already too?” He asked incredulously.

There was that pleased little smirk again. The Medicine Seller quite liked waking Arthur up like that as well.

"Not yet," he gave a small shake of his head. "It is only broth right now; I put it on to simmer."

He'd scoop out the stockfish and aromatics when they were ready to start the day properly. Right now he was more than satisfied laying entwined together, warm and snug. Laundry was in the near future and that promised to be chilly business.

Arthur still chuckled, “You’re a wonder darlin’.”

He continued to stroke the man’s cheek and jaw as he rested his head on his chest.

“Long as we’re stayin’ in bed awhile longer...” Arthur shifted his knee to press into the medicine seller’s groin and see if that blow job had made him hard, and if so if he’d like the favor returned.

He made a very pleased sound as his cheek and jaw were stroked, eyes drooping with a sort of contented sleepiness.

His eyes snapped open as Arthur moved, jostling from him from his sleepy state as a moan slipped past his lips. Scrabbling for purchase, his arms circled his lover's shoulders and he dragged himself further up Arthur's torso.

He was, indeed, rock hard, even dripping and his legs opened reflexively to invite Arthur to play to his heart's content.

Arthur was surprised by what he found and he grinned as the other man scooted further up and spread his legs wider.

“So hard after playin’ with me darlin’?” He purred, kissing his forehead and then lips, hands coming to rest on his back and waist. “Mmm, how do I help...”

One hand squeezed and massaged an asscheek while the other dipped further between them to tease his back door, swirling a finger around the puckered skin and slowly pushing inside.

The Medicine Seller arched his shaking hips into the touch, muffling a moan in the crook of Arthur's neck. It hadn't escaped his notice that the lovebites from the night prior had faded almost completely, and so he refreshed them while his body acclimated to the attention to his hole.

The question got a huffing sound, amused and exasperated at the same time, and he raised his head from the warm corner of Arthur's throat to promptly press a hungry kiss to his mouth.

"I think you have me well in hand," he whispered against his lips before giving them a playful nip.

The way the other man seemed to writhe atop him at the attention was interesting. he noted it wasn't like being a horny teenager, the need was deeper, and seemed to be growing by the day. He wasn't fooling when he said he went through something like a heat or mating season. Was he going to be like this come May? He never thought he'd think this but he was grateful not to be a part of the gang any more if so. He could only imagine John teasing him, and Micah belittling him, if he didn't claw his throat out first.

Arthur happily indulged his horny fox all the same. They weren't judging one another, and they had one another to look after the other in this time of hunger

He wriggled the single thick finger deep inside the other man's hole, seeking out that sweet spot and encouraging him to rut his hardened cock against his belly if he liked.

He returned the kiss and grinned at the small nip, returning the blunt bite to the medicine seller's lips, swollen from the attentions to him a moment before.

Arthur was right to suspect it went deeper than just being on the randy side; it wasn't just that the Medicine Seller wanted to fuck, but also who he wanted to have sex with. And how very glad that person was right under him, warm and solid and alive, and presently stirring his most intimate core.

"Arthur," he gasped, nails digging in to his shoulders as he sucked kisses along his chin and throat. He was torn between thrusting up into Arthur's probing finger, or down to grind against his lover's hairy belly. Given the way he erratically switched between the two, it was clear he couldn't quite make up his mind what he liked more.

He didn't hang in there long; he'd already been working himself up rutting into the mattress while he'd sucked Arthur off, and the probing against his prostate was more than enough to send him over the edge, panting out Arthur's name as he spilled thick and hot all over his belly.

The quick finish was a surprise, feeling his cock twitch and sputter over his stomach between them, the clench of his hole around his finger as he came. But Arthur wouldn't hold a quick climax against the man in the least. The fact he'd been so horny by the time he'd paid attention to him was a mark of how much sucking him off had been a turn on for him he guessed.

He withdrew his finger from him and pulled him up to kiss him slow and tender, caressing his jaw and the shell of his ear. His arm wrapped around his shoulders, holding him close, ignoring the mess for the time being.

"I think this is the best morning I've ever had..." he grinned.

As the Medicine Seller returned the kisses, heated and hungry and his head swimming with endorphins, he had to wonder if Arthur's remark was a testament to how good the sex was or just how rarely this man had experienced genuine affection in his life.

A fierce and protective instinct lanced through the core of him, and he wriggled closer into the embrace, gathering Arthur in his arms, the man's lopsided grin only endearing him more to the Medicine Seller.

"I do not think I could ask more out of life than this. A warm bed and a very handsome bear to share it with."

Both. Definitely both.

Arthur embraced him in turn, chuckling at the statement, "And you're too wonderful my darlin' fox." he said affectionately.

They stayed in bed a bit longer until the sticky cum between them got to be uncomfortable and the call of food was too much to resist either. They cleaned up, dressed, and while the medicine seller worked on getting their breakfast together, Arthur went outside to tend to Buell. When the weather cleared he'd take him for a ride.

Returning inside, he sat beside the fire to warm back up.

As he settled beside the medicine seller a thought came to mind. "I've spoken of Eliza and Mary a couple times now, wonderin' if you've ever had anyone close?" The fox was many centuries beyond him so he must have, but they'd all been mortal right? Was he his first immortal partner?

Allegedly, he reckoned he'd not know if time would touch him again for awhile.

After cleaning up, the Medicine Seller pulled on his many layers of clothes to ward off the chill. He was well-prepared for winter, used to how harsh they could be in Hokkaido, and it was no different here.

Breakfast was a salmon soup, cooked in a fish broth mixed with miso. He'd added pumpkin, sweet potato, garlic and ginger, along with an assortment of dried herbs.

When Arthur returned from tending to Buell, the Medicine Seller was cutting up the salmon and roasting pumpkin seeds with a sprinkle of sugar, salt and cinnamon in a pan as the vegetables softened in the steadily simmering broth.

"Yes. It is not often but... every century or so, there is someone I find myself developing a fondness for," he admitted, offering over the plate of sliced, raw salmon before the rest went in the soup. It was rich and fatty and the cold air had kept it nice and fresh and the Medicine Seller had already helped himself to a few slices.

"Very rarely do I act on those feelings, however."

Arthur might have declined the raw fish in the past but with his new taste for pretty much anything, he gave it a try in this form. Little strange texture and was cold, but not bad and he let the medicine seller cook the rest, sitting down to watch him work and listen to him.

"Why not? I mean, I ain't one to talk, not actin' on feelings but, still, once a century still seems like a long time."

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"There are many factors, I suppose. I rarely stay in one place long, so it is rare there is even an opportunity for such feelings to develop."

Adding the fish to the simmering broth, he took the skillet of browned pumpkin seeds off the fire and tipped them into a bowl. A nice snack for the coming days, but they were always best still warm.

"I imagine it is similar for you; a life on the run does not make it easy to form such connections."

Arthur took a few of the browned and sweetened seeds, an interesting and nice little nibble, but he waited on their soup and didn't eat too many of them.

"No, it didn't, but that was more to do with my code to sticking to the gang. Even when I saw things going south and I had the chance to be with Mary again, I still put them over her." There was definitely regret in his voice.

The Medicine Seller ladled healthy portions of the soup into their bowls, still plenty left for seconds (and thirds if Arthur's appetite was what he expected), and settled comfortably at Arthur's side, warming his feet by the hearth.

The tinge of regret in Arthur's tone had him rest a hand over his. The life he'd gained out here was a bittersweet thing; all that loss. It would surely weigh on the man.

"You did not go back to her when you survived," he pointed out. "Because you are a werebear? Or was there more finality to your last parting?"

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