Chasing the Moon

by B. A. Tortuga

“You will. Maybe we can have lunch next week?”

  “Oh, dude. The Grind. We could go have a burger.”

  He panted, head bobbing. “I love burgers.”

  “Me too!” Those eyes flashed this green-gold color. “Cool. Let me know when, dude. Did Oliver pay you for today? I know he’s doing cash.”

  “He paid me at the bookstore yesterday, yes. Thank you.”

  “It’s my turn next week.”

  “Whatever works for you guys.” Halian took another hug. “Let me know what day is good for lunch. I mostly clean in the afternoons when Nathan is napping.”

  “Thursday before the bookstore?”

  He felt a little like wagging. “Uh-huh. I can do that.” He would tell Nathan, who would write it on the big calendar.

  “Cool. I’ll be there at noon.”

  “I’ll see you then!” He waved before gathering up all his cleaning supplies. He had a lunch date. With a friend!

  He bounced all the way home, eager to tell his Nathan about his plans.

  Nathan was asleep when he got there, lying on the couch, naked.

  Oh.

  Oh, pretty.

  He put his supplies away and tried to decide whether it would be mean to be naked too, to snuggle up to his love and rub.

  Mean? No. No, he figured no one else was here. If Nathan slept on, he could nap too. He stripped down and slipped in, nuzzling against his bear.

  “Mmm.” Nathan immediately hugged him close, half covering him.

  Oh he liked that. He stretched tall, finding all the places he fit. He loved how protective Nathan was, and how fuzzy.

  Nathan growled softly, one big hand sliding down to cup his ass.

  His toes curled, his cock beginning to rise. He’d had hero feelings for Maicoh, but now he knew he’d never thought of his friend as a lover.

  Nathan was his bear, and he hoped, very privately, that he was loving Nathan well enough.

  “Shhh.” Nathan rubbed his back. “’S okay.”

  “Good day, bear?” He sighed with happiness.

  “I missed you.” Nathan stretched out long against him. “But I made peanut butter pie for tonight, and wrote some, and napped.”

  “Peanut butter….” He moaned. “I made a friend and had a beer with him. He’s lonely.”

  “Oh? Who’s that, sweet?” Nathan was petting him, long, slow touches.

  “Owen. One of the triplets?”

  “Oh, he’s a lovely young man. His brothers are so put-together. It will be nice for him to have a friend.”

  “Do you know why he’s unhappy?”

  “I think he’s really…. He grew up so close with his brothers, and now they have other interests.”

  “Ah. I hugged him. He seemed sad.”

  “Good for you.” Nathan hugged him. “We’re not meant to be alone, and he spends a lot of time in the summer by himself. He’s a snowboarder.”

  “Oh? That’s neat.” It was, but he was naked, and Nathan was naked, and they were naked together.

  “Uh-huh. We’ll have to go skiing.” Nathan touched his ass, fingers sliding along his crack.

  “Okay. You can teach me.” He lifted his face for a kiss. “You can teach me a lot.”

  “I can.” Nathan kissed him hard and deep, letting him feel it.

  He groaned happily, tongue sliding against Nathan’s as they kissed. Halian wrapped his arms around Nathan’s neck, holding on tight, wanting to turn them so he was all the way under Nathan.

  “I want you, Halian.” Nathan’s growl went right to his balls.

  “I’m yours.” And he’d proved that he wanted whatever Nathan was willing to give him.

  “Good.” Nathan did what he needed, rolling him under that big body and thrusting against his balls, that huge cock so hot and hard already.

  “Good….” He spread and opened himself up, needing Nathan to love on him.

  “I can feel how you want me, love. Deep down.” Nathan rocked him, his ass sliding on the couch.

  “Everywhere. I need you.” He soaked in that need, that pleasure, that desire.

  Nathan nodded, licking Halian’s lower lip. “You make me want. Hot. I love that.”

  “Need you. Please, bear. I need you.” That was clear, right?

  “You have me.” Nathan pushed up and back, then lifted Halian’s butt up in the air, wrapping his legs over Nathan’s shoulders.

  He nodded, trusting in his bear, in the need they created together.

  Nathan bent to him, lapping at his balls, which made him cry out. The hot tongue made him dizzy, made his heart race. They way Nathan tasted him was like nothing else anything had ever done to him. Then Nathan pulled one of his balls in his mouth, sucking gently.

  He arched, his legs going almost straight, his body bowing hard.

  His ball popped free, and Nathan grabbed his ass, spreading him with his thumbs. “Mine.”

  “Yours,” he agreed. He would let Nathan have anything right now.

  Nathan’s tongue slid along his hole, the sensation wild, burning and fierce. That heated touch made him grunt and flail, made him beg.

  “Mine.” Another lick, this one longer, slower, and he couldn’t help his shudder.

  “Yours. Bear, take me!”

  “Not yet. You need to be ready.” Nathan was so damn worried about his size.

  “Then help me be ready, bear. Stretch me for you.” He wanted to know Nathan. Every inch of him.

  “Yes.” Nathan lowered him back down, and he mourned the loss of that amazing mouth until Nathan rolled away, then came back with lube.

  Oh. Oh, Nathan was with him too. He spread wide, arching his hips in a clear offer.

  “So pretty.” Nathan stroked his belly, rubbing down to right above his cock.

  “Thank you. I want you to think so. A lot.”

  “I do. You’re already filling out a little.” Nathan thumbed his hip bone. “Not that it matters as far as you being pretty, but I was worried you were being hurt at your pack.”

  “They… I wasn’t worth anything to them. You like me.” He knew it. Nathan showed it in a hundred different ways.

  “I like you very much.” Nathan slid a wet finger inside him, just like that.

  “I like you too. Very much.” He bore down and took what Nathan gave him.

  “Good.” Nathan’s expression was rapt, his eyes never leaving Halian’s.

  He spread, draping one leg over the top of the sofa. He wanted Nathan in him, fucking him, that big cock an addiction. How anyone could resist this man, he had no idea.

  Nathan pushed two thick fingers into him, spreading him a little too fast, which was perfect. He bore down, riding the burn with a happy little moan.

  He felt stuffed full, and this was just the beginning. Soon he would have his prize. If Nathan offered it to him, that was.

  “Are you ready, sweet? I want inside you, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Halian tried to reach for Nathan’s cock, but in his current position, he couldn’t make it work. “Please, bear. I need it. You’re so amazing. I’ll stretch for you.”

  “Good. Good I need in.” Nathan pushed up a little, then forward, the head of the thick cock replacing the fingers. He moaned softly and pushed back, grunting as the tip popped in. Oh. Big. So big.

  Panting, he stilled, waiting for the clench of his muscles to release. “Touch my cock,” he begged.

  Nathan stroked him hard, hand moving on him. The pleasure helped him huff out a hard breath, and he relaxed.

  “There. Oh, right there. I can move now.” Nathan thrust in so gently, filling him deeper and deeper.

  “Uhn.” That was an answer, right? It felt like an answer. It ought to be an answer.

  Nathan laughed, the sound strained and sexual. Then he started to move back and forth, leaving Halian groaning, his body on fire.

  He made sure to moan, to let Nathan hear his pleasure. He needed his bear to understand he didn’t want to stop.

  Nathan seemed to
really get it, hand still on him, working him. The pressure and friction combined to make his head spin.

  “Bear. Bear, please. So good. Don’t stop.” He was rambling and he knew it, but it was the best he could do.

  “No stopping.” It was a guttural growl, proving Nathan was right there with him.

  He groaned deep in his chest, his body invaded, his whole world the huge man loving him. Every inch of him felt Nathan, from his head to his toes. Those giant hands cradled him, touched him like he was the most important thing on earth.

  “Bear.” His balls were heavy, the pit of his belly ached, and his entire world was going hazy with the promise of orgasm.

  “Your bear.” Nathan threw his head back, hips thrusting hard, giving him more, pushing him to the edge.

  “Yes!” One more tug pulled his need out of him, and he convulsed, his soul emptying out for his bear.

  Nathan grunted, those dark eyes almost black, and he slammed in one more time before shooting deep inside Halian. So deep.

  He melted, his bear filling him up—body and soul.

  “Oh, love.” Nathan stroked one hand through his hair. “You’re perfect.”

  He groaned and pushed into the pets, loving the praise, soaking it up. No one had ever told him he was wonderful in his whole life, not even Maicoh. Even better, Nathan seemed to mean it. To want him to be here.

  They lay together, both panting, the couch getting a little sticky. He’d have to clean that.

  “Later,” Nathan told him, nuzzling his neck. “Though I should get supper going.”

  “Mmm…. Supper. Later. I’ll help.” Nathan wanted burgers and potato salad, he could tell.

  “That would be good for Mai and Ash, right? We can make lots of both.”

  “Uh-huh. This first? Please?” He squeezed the heavy cock inside him, which made his bear roar a bit.

  Nathan rocked his hips, never really having gone soft in him. “Uh-huh. This.”

  “This. I needed you.” He couldn’t stop smiling.

  “Want to be on top this time?” Not giving him time to answer, Nathan rolled them gently off to the floor, ending up under him.

  “Hello, bear.” He stole a kiss, rocking nice and slow as his world stretched wide.

  “Hello, sweet love.” Nathan reached up to tweak his nipple.

  He arched, letting himself feel Nathan, deep inside. Magic.

  This way he could take even more of Nathan, his ass against Nathan’s skin, his balls slapping. Nathan stared at him like he was the most wonderful being on this earth.

  “Sweet. Need more.” Nathan was heaving under him, pushing him faster. That big body lifted him up.

  “Again, bear?” He bounced faster, harder, driving himself down on Nathan’s prick.

  “Again. Oh goddess, yes.”

  “Every inch.” He took everything Nathan offered.

  Nathan grunted, nodding, holding his hips and driving deep, slamming into him hard enough that he felt like shattering.

  He didn’t. Nathan would never hurt him. Not ever. No, this was all about pleasure.

  “Touch me. Bear, please. Touch me.”

  “Here?” Nathan grabbed his cock, which was as hard as it had been only minutes before.

  “Yes. Goddess yes.” His ass clenched as Nathan’s fingers did.

  “Fuck. Oh, Halian. Fuck yourself on my cock.” Nathan was telling him, growling low.

  His eyes went wide, and his gaze latched on to his bear’s, the dark brown gone nearly black. There was a wildness there that called to him and made him nod and bare his teeth, moving faster and harder, demanding everything his lover could give him.

  Nathan rose up into him, holding him with iron hands. They stared, eyes locked to each other’s.

  “Yours,” he growled, biting at the air.

  They were close, both to orgasm and to their animal sides. They needed to come. Now.

  He ground down hard, filled deeper than he’d ever been, and he squeezed.

  Nathan screamed, this primal roar that was pure bear. He came again like he hadn’t in days, filling Halian with his seed. The heat and vibration sent Halian flying, shattering into a million happy, buzzing pieces.

  He collapsed on Nathan’s chest, his ears ringing and white static dancing in front of his eyes.

  Nathan seemed as shredded, chest heaving beneath him.

  “Love. Good bear. Good.” He patted Nathan’s chest, listening to the pounding of his bear’s heart.

  “Uh-huh.” Nathan made more sounds he thought were supposed to be words, but they came out like babble.

  It worked for him, no problem.

  They lay there for a long while before Nathan gathered that prodigious strength, riding up to lift him too. “Shower,” Nathan grunted.

  He nodded and hummed softly, but that was it. A nod and a hum.

  Nathan carried him to the shower, caring for him so well. The water was so hot when he stepped in, and it was such a luxury, to run water until it steamed.

  All he had to do was breathe and rest, as Nathan loved on him.

  That felt… it felt like Nathan really wanted him. Maybe loved him.

  He told himself to relax and let that thought be. He loved Nathan, and that was enough for now.

  “Mmm. Wash my back, sweet?” Nathan kind of propped him against the wall, then handed him a sponge.

  “Always. You’re so fine, bear.” He had a world of skin to play with.

  Nathan turned about, and the happy moans started the moment the sponge touched Nathan’s back. Look at that; someone loved a backrub.

  Oh, he would love to give his bear this joy, this touch every day. Halian scrubbed hard, really letting Nathan feel it, which he thought was better than a better rubbing on a tree. Maybe not. Bears loved to rub. He was learning these things.

  “Scr-r-r-r-ratch?”

  “Yes, bear.” Scratching was one of his superpowers.

  “Mmm.” Nathan made the best sounds. Little grunts and snuffles, tight, if not tiny, butt wiggling.

  He loved that little happy dance.

  “So good. Thank you, sweet. How do you feel?” Nathan finally turned back to him. “Are you sore?”

  “I feel like I’ve been loved everywhere.” He could feel a deep ache, but it was satisfying, not sore.

  “I have some cream if you need it.”

  “If you touch me there, I’ll get hard again.”

  “Hmm.” Nathan looked as if he was considering it, but then he grinned. “Ash and Maicoh will be here soon, so we need to get ready, I suppose.”

  “Yes. Do I smell like sex?”

  “You smell like soap.” Nathan was laughing at him, but it wasn’t mean.

  “Your soap. That’s too cool.” He liked smelling like Nathan’s.

  “Ours now. I love how it combines with your scent.” Nathan turned off the water to dry them both off.

  He nuzzled in and moved in the towel, sliding in his bear’s hands.

  “Are you trying to get me all hot and bothered again, sweet?” Nathan’s bass rumble made him smile.

  “Always. I love how you want me.”

  “I do too.” Nathan picked up him and carried him out to the master. “Now, your best friend and mine expect supper. So after, we can play.”

  “Yes, bear.” He would never, never embarrass his Nathan. “What do you want me to say if they ask me if you and I are… together?”

  “Yes. Because we are. I’m not worried, even if Maicoh huffs and puffs.”

  “Okay. If you’re not worried, I’m not worried.” He was comfortable and busy and happy.

  “I’m not at all.” Nathan palmed his butt, then moved to get dressed.

  Halian wiggled, that delicious ache flaring where Nathan had touched him. He was so easy. For Nathan.

  He could still feel Nathan’s cock inside him, and he tightened his hole, the sensation making him swallow his moan.

  “You’re temptation itself.” Nathan winked at him.

  “You
make me want.” That was easy.

  “Soon.” Nathan pulled on a shirt. “Come cook with me, love.”

  “Yes, bear.” He slipped into his borrowed clothes. Soon he would have enough to buy his own.

  They had hamburger patties made and potatoes and eggs cooked off by the time the knock came on the door.

  “Come in!” Nathan called.

  Suddenly, weirdly, Halian was nervous. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to see another wolf. He edged back into the kitchen, trying to disappear.

  Maicoh and Ashkii came in, bringing beer and cupcakes from the little grocery store that the woodchuck family ran.

  “Bear!” Ashkii launched himself at Nathan, and Halian fought his growl. Ashkii already had Maicoh. He didn’t need Nathan too.

  “Ash. Oh, it’s good to see you up and around.” Nathan gave hugs, then gripped arms with Maicoh. “You too, Mai.”

  “Good to see you,” Maicoh said. “Halian, come hug me.”

  He whined softly, his universe confused, but he went, and Maicoh hugged him—not too tight, not seriously.

  Maicoh patted his back. “We’re friends, Halian. All of us. No one is low man here.”

  Ashkii nodded. “No packs. No omegas.”

  He had no idea what to do with that. Then Ashkii grabbed him and hugged him too. “It’s good to see you, Halian.”

  “Thank you. It’s good to know you. We made hamburgers.”

  “Oh, I love those.” Ash patted his cheeks, then let him go.

  “All we have to do is grill.” Nathan reeled him in, tucking him under one arm.

  “And make the potato salad.”

  “Right. Who wants to chop things?” Nathan winked. “We’ll put them to work, sweet.”

  “I’ll chop,” Maicoh offered. “Hali can help me.”

  Halian raised his eyebrows, but he could do that.

  “Sure. Want help at the grill?” Ash asked.

  “Anytime.” Nathan kissed the top of his head. “Miss me while I’m gone.”

  “Always.” And it was true. Nathan was perfect for him.

  Nathan and Ash headed outside with the burger patties, leaving him with Maicoh. “Do you have celery?” Mai asked.

  “I bought some with my money from working.” He found it, trying not to panic.

  “I hear you’ve been working all over. You know Nathan can afford celery, right?”

  “Uh-huh. But we needed some, and I was at the bookstore.” They needed pickles and mustard and mayonnaise from the fridge.