forum Werewolves and Chew Toys

Started August 26, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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"Mmkay…" Larkin watched Samul from the bed, turning his ears back and curling in on himself in Samul's absence.

Samul took the lid off of the pills and pulled one out for Larkin, carrying it and the water back over.
"Here, I'll help you sit up some," he said softly, offering to help Larkin up to lean onto his chest.

Larkin sat up with Samul's help and accepted the pain medication, swallowing it once he was able to. "Mm… did I do anything especially stupid last night?"

"No," Samul assured. "Actually, you were a lot more agile than normal. You managed to catch the rope toy, and all your treats. I'm impressed." Samul smiled, kissing Larkin's head.

Larkin rolled his eyes and smiled tiredly. "Yeah, yeah. I'm not that clumsy, am I?"

"You could be surprised," Samul said. "You usually don't get every single thing." Samul chuckled some, kissing Larkin's head.

Larkin shrugged a bit. "Dunno. Maybe I was particularly alert or something. I don't really remember much…"

"I know, dear." Samul held Larkin for a moment, letting out a breath. "I didn't record anything, either. I figured it'd do us good to just have a relaxing night."

Larkin nodded and huddled closer, nuzzling into the crook of Samul's neck. "I'm exhausted… and my memory's all over the place. Brain's all… screwy…"

"I know, dear…" Samul ran his fingers through Larkin's hair, kissing his head. "We'll take it slow today, okay?"

Larkin hummed in agreement, tangling himself up with Samul. "Mmmmm… I'm starving…" He mumbled tiredly.

"Well, how does leftover sausage gravy sound?" Samul hadn't gotten to go out and buy more meat yet, so it was just that and the candied bacon.

"Mmmm… sounds fine to me." Larkin yawned and held tighter to Samul, humming weakly. "I haven't eaten anything since… like… last night."

"Yes, I rememeber." Samul offered a smile, hugging Larkin. "Here, want to come with me and get it heated up?"

"Yeah, sure…" Larkin reluctantly sat up and rubbed at his eyes, sighing softly.

Samul moved to stand, offering his arms to pick Larkin up.

Larkin clung to Samul, wrapping his arms around the other's neck. He was quieter than usual, clearly tired and not feeling great.

Samul patted Larkin's back, carrying him out to the kitchen. He hummed some, pulling the food out of the fridge and putting it in the pan to heat up.

Larkin buried his face in Samul's shoulder again, holding as tightly to him as he could. He only looked up when the food was warmed up.

Samul poured the thick sausage and gravy into a bowl for Larkin on top of some toast he made, offering it to his love.

"Thanks, love…" Larkin said softly, accepting the food from Samul and starting to eat it. "You're the best, honestly."

Samul chuckled some, kissing Larkin's cheek.
"Only because you let me," he said, smiling.

Larkin stuck his tongue out a bit and returned the kiss. "Yeah, yeah. We should… like… watch a movie or something."

"A movie sounds wonderful," Samul agreed. He smiled some, nuzzling his head against Larkin's for a moment as he carried them out to the still spacious and empty living room.

Larkin glanced around at the empty room with a bewildered expression. "What in the world did I do last night??"

"There was lots of running," Samul admitted. "I didn't think it would be a good idea to go out like we normally do, so we just got your energy out in here."

"I guess that makes sense… did I push the furniture or did you, though?" He asked, clearly bewildered.

"I did," Samul confirmed. "I figured it would be best to get them out of the way."

Larkin nodded, sighing softly in relief. "That's good… I was worried that I'd destroyed everything."

Samul offered a smile, kissing Larkin's cheek.
"We're good, dear. Here, I'll get everything in place again."