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His hips gave an involuntary jolt at Arthur's lips on the base of his cock, a shiver of pleasure running through him as his lover began to open him up. His hands moved from Arthur's hair to his shoulders, gently kneading at the muscle and sinew to spur him onward.

"Just like that," he urged, clenching around Arthur's finger as though to hold it there inside him. "I love the way you touch me."

Arthur groaned deeply in response against his cock, eyes flicking up to watch him and there was a bit of the bear behind them as he watched him writhe and buck under his ministrations. Hungry for the other man.

He added a second finger, pressing deeply and scissoring him out as the medicine seller's hands massaged and squeezed his broad shoulders.

"Feels good huh?" he purred, teeth scraping his lower belly, tongue dipping briefly into his navel and then over the glistening head of his cock.

"You know it does," he chuckled, though it was promptly cut off by a gasp as blunt teeth raked over his belly.

His usual indifference to being penetrated was gone, Arthur's clever fingers seeming to find his most sensitive spot, leaving him gasping and twitching as he tried to keep control of his body.

It was a futile effort though, his cockhead drooling onto Arthur's lips as the Medicine Seller's fingers clenched around his shoulders. He ached for more, greedy for his lover's attention.

Arthur lapped at the leaking slit, then took the head of his cock into his mouth as he teased that sweet spot within. He'd not been able to really make the medicine seller lose it in all their time together. But it seemed he was slowly unraveling that thread of control the man had upon himself.

He withdrew his fingers and got up on the bed with his partner, kissing him briefly, pressing another to his sternum. "Ready darlin'?" he asked, taking the tin of oil and opening it, though if the man decided to back out, he'd stop.

His cock jumps from the rush of pleasure, the Medicine Seller's head falling back as a moan escapes him. It turned into a soft, exasperated huff when Arthur pulled his fingers out, leaving him feeling empty and wanting.

But that wouldn't last long.

Scooting back on the bed, he rested his hands on Arthur's chest, raking his fingers through the expanse of hair as he hooked a leg around his lover's hip.

"I am. Though would you like me to...?"

He inclined his head towards the oil, eyes gleaming with mischief.

"No no, I got you tonight." he assured him. "You always treatin' me darlin', time someone did so in kind" he said, kissing his cheek and settling comfortably between his legs.

Slicking up his fingers, they returned between the medicine seller's legs, pressing inside to spread the oil about, though took his time, listening to the other man, and watching him.

"You treat me so sweetly," he mused, fingers trailing down Arthur's chest and brushing over his nipples as he lay back, opening his legs.

It was a heady sensation to have Arthur work him so thoroughly; the fullness was initially uncomfortable, but he gradually rocked his hips until his body more comfortably accommodated the probing fingers.

A brush against his prostate had him jump, his cock bobbing obscenely as he buried his hands in Arthur's hair.

Arthur pressed into the touch to his chest, no secret by now he enjoyed it when the medicine seller raked his nails over his pecs or toyed with his nipples. But he didn't focus on himself, he wanted the other man to find pleasure being on the bottom as it seemed he'd not had a partner to treat him sweetly about it as he had him.

Spread before him, he was such a beautiful sight, and he leaned in to kiss him as his fingers pressed deeply. He felt his cock jump between them and he chuckled, paying special attention to his prostate, teasing over the spot within him.

"That's it..." he purred.

He clenched tight and hot around Arthur's fingers as he felt a surge of molten pressure in his lower abdomen, pre trickling down his shaft. He tried to scrabble for purchase but he kept slipping away from any coherent thought, his mind singularly fixated on Arthur's attention to his back door.

"You had best - "

And he gasped, head thrown back as Arthur seemed to find just the spot.

"- hurry. Unless you only want to use your fingers."

"I could if you want me to..." he said, kissing his lips then chin and down to his neck, "Love feelin' yea writhe on my fingers like this." And he knew the other man's recovery meant he'd have him soon after wards.

He steadily fingered him, his other hand curling about his drooling cock, thumb brushing over the head.

"Finish like this for me darlin'?" he whispered, craned over his chest, tongue lapping over a nipple before his teeth scraped against it.

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.

Arthur nipped his sternum and then lifted his head enough to watch the medicine seller come undone, feeling his cock twitch and erupt hot in his hand.

"That's my darlin' fox." he purred, kissing the corner of his mouth and nuzzling his neck below the ear as he became jelly beneath him.

The hand on the man's cock stroked him a little more, petting him against his messy stomach before bringing his hand to his mouth to taste him. Licking his palm and fingers clean, he withdrew those within him for a moment, letting the man enjoy his climax high.

He flopped back bonelessly into the mattress, a thin sheen of sweat on his pale skin. Enjoy the high he did as he watched Arthur intently through half-lidded eyes.

His fingers slid from his hair to cradle his face in his palms.

"Come here, let me kiss you," he implored, his voice thick with desire as the leg around Arthur's hips squeezed him ever tighter.

Arthur happily lay down upon him, meeting him for a kiss as his face was cupped. The medicine seller's limp cock and his own stiff one bumped, but he settled comfortably atop him to kiss and nuzzle him. That could wait.

He stroked the other's long hair from his face, sweaty from the exertion, smiling down at him.

"You are so much fun darlin'" he grinned crookedly, kissing him again.

How he loved that crooked smile; so much that he couldn't resist showering it in kisses and arching up to press himself against Arthur's throbbing cock.

"I can say the same of you," he mused against Arthur's lips. "Look how you spoil me."

The little arch against him had him groan and he bumped his nose against the other man's own. "You've spoiled me every time since we met in that river" he chuckled, "Washin' dirty old me, makin' me smell nice, and then treatin' me to some of the finest soup I ever ate. Not to mention the sweet sex by the river? A bit of fingerin' don't even start to cover how much I wanna return it all."

Arthur began to trail kisses down the medicine seller's lips, throat, and chest, pushing him farther up the bed to rest his head on the pillow as he made his way down the other man's body. Kisses over scars, tongue teases over nipples, then down to his pretty pink cock, which he nuzzled the soft skin of, his facial hair no doubt tickling the other man.

"Mm, I do like washing you," he hummed, teasing his fingers through Arthur's hair, stretching languidly under the attention to give his lover as much of his torso as he could.

"You have freckles in the summer, all along your back. And -"

He sucked in a breath of air as Arthur's lips found his softened cock, his lover's beard a pleasant tickle over his sensitive flesh.

"- Oh, that feels wonderful."

It seemed he forgot whatever else he was going to say, settling for stroking Arthur's hair, his ears and along the back of his neck as heat began to pool once more in his loins.

Arthur looked up at him, chuckling softly as he dissolved into touching him and whatever else he'd started to say.

"Do I?" he hadn't really noticed, not much opportunity to look at himself in a mirror larger than for shaving.

His hair had grown quite long since their first meeting, eventually when he took a trip into town that had a barber he'd probably get it trimmed back to being short. For now though...

The bear pressed soft ticklish kisses against the man's most delicate parts, tasting the remains of his spend over his belly and then breathing in the heat and scent of him against the base of his cock as he kissed there too.

The hands roaming his skin and through his hair, had him arching and pushing into the touch, enjoying it as much as he was making the fox writhe and moan.

He was getting hard again, loving Arthur's reaction to such a simple touch. His lover's hair had gotten so long, he couldn't help toying with it, threading his fingers through the soft strands as he squirmed under the attention to his cock.

"Arthur," he whispered plaintively, "you are teasing me again."

He almost managed a pout when he met his lover's eyes, before Arthur dragged a sharp gasp out of him.

"I like teasin' yea." he grinned, tongue slowly dragging over the head of his cock then pressing a kiss to his belly.

The hands in his hair were wonderful and he could have the medicine seller stroke and touch him all night. Had the other evening, just held one another contently after some major work on the cabin, warm and soft in each other's arms. He'd liked that a lot.

But he also liked sex of course, and with him getting hard again, he figured it was time to try being on top for once and seeing how the other man liked it. Or didn't. Much as the man claimed he liked his dick and teased him in turn, he had no ego regarding whether he was good at giving as much as he was receiving.

Arthur sat up, withdrawing the other's hands form his hair and took up the oil once more, this time to slick up his own length, thumbpad teasing over the medicine seller's backdoor. More teasing of course.

The Medicine Seller propped himself up on his elbow, his flushed cheek resting lazily on his knuckles as he watched with interest as Arthur prepared himself. If it weren't for the steady rise and fall of his chest and the occasional twitch of his hips in anticipation of what was to come, he's look almost like he did when they had snuggled last night; lazy and content.

Reaching forward, he patted Arthur's thigh, letting it turn into a slow, tender stroke of his fingers.

"You look so good like that," he remarked.

Arthur looked up at that. "Like what?" he asked, pausing as he finished lubing himself up.

The medicine seller himself looked very relaxed and if Arthur didn't know better, ready to curl up and sleep. But his pretty pink cock was curved and hard again and his skin was slightly flushed, marked with nips and kisses from himself.

The Medicine Seller lifted his gaze to meet Arthur's eyes, a small smirk on his lips.

"Touching yourself," he said bluntly, his free hand grazing over Arthur's thigh fingers drifting only a few centimeters from his lover's erection. "Standing proud and ready."

Arthur grinned, briefly but shyly looking away as he did when embarrassed about being called nice things.

His fingers brushed over those on his thigh. "You look mighty pretty yourself" he said, giving his hand a squeeze.

Lacing his long fingers between Arthur's, he gave his lover a light tug forward, opening his legs invitingly. The absence of the other man's fingers left him feeling empty and feverish with desire.

"And very ready for you on top of that," he teased, giving Arthur's hand a squeeze. "What about you?"

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