forum Werewolves and Chew Toys

Started August 26, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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"Mmm~…" Larkin turned his attention back to the movie after a minute, still keeping close to Samul.

Samul turned his attention back as well, his head moving to rest in between Larkin's ears.

Larkin had drifted off into a light sleep by the end of the movie, obviously pretty comfortable in Samul's lap.

Samul looked down when he realized Larkin was asleep, smiling softly. He shifted some, lifting Larkin up in his arms to carry to the bedroom.

Larkin huddled up in Samul's arms when he was picked up, yawning a bit and sighing contentedly.

Samul kissed Larkin's forehead, holding the werewolf close.
"Sweet dreams…" Samul moved Larkin to the bed, setting the man down and tucking him in.

Larkin huddled up in the bed when Samul set him down, smiling softly in his sleep. He curled up into a tight ball and yawned, seeming pretty comfortable.

Samul moved to change himself, figuring his might as well go to bed too. Once in his pajamas, he slipped into the bed with Larkin, wrapping his arms around the man.

Larkin huddled up against Samul in his sleep, humming happily and getting himself tangled up with his boyfriend.

The man smiled, pulling Larkin close. He was happy to get tangled up, resting his head between Larkin's ears.
"Good night, sweetie…"

Larkin didn't respond, of course, and was still fast asleep in the morning when Samul woke up. He was even more tangled up now, but seemed comfortable.

Samul let out a small sound when he found Larkin so entangled with him, but a smile came to his lips when he saw how comfortable Larkin was.
"Sweetie," Samul said, starting to detangle their limbs.

"Mmmmmm…" Larkin whined in protest when Samul started moving him, beginning to stir from his deep sleep. "Nooooooo…"

"It's time to get uuuuuuuup," Samul said, chuckling some as he pulled away.

Larkin looked up at Samul groggily when he opened his eyes, not looking happy to be awake. "Mmmmmmmm…"

"Com'on, sweetie," Samul said, smiling some as he kissed Larkin's head. "We gotta get up."

"I don't wannaaaaa…" Larkin whined. "Wanna go back to sleep…"

"Sweetieeeee," Samul said, moving to pull Larkin up into his lap.

"Nooooo…" Larkin buried his face in Samul's chest, turning his ears back as he whined.

"Yeeeeeees," Samul argued. He reached up with both hands to scratch Larkin's head, kissing his forehead.

Larkin whined louder, keeping his face buried so Samul couldn't see him. "I don't wanna get up…"

"We gotta," Samul said in turn. He held Larkin close to himself, moving to stand up.

"Whyyyyy?" Larkin tried to push away from Samul, wanting to huddle back up in the bed.

"Becauseeeeee," Samul said, "we can't sleep all daaaay." Samul pulled Larkin close, pulling him out of the bedroom.

"But I wannaaaa…" Larkin wailed in protest when Samul carried him out of the room. "It's coooooold!"

Samul paused, then turned back to the bedroom. In a moment, he wrapped a blanket around Larkin, pulling him up into his arms.
"Better?"

"Mmmm…" Larkin huddled up closer to Samul for warmth with a soft huff, trying to fall back asleep. "Don't wanna be awake…"

"Come on, sweetie," Samul said, carrying Larkin towards the kitchen. "If you keep trying to fall asleep I'll take the blanket away, you need to wake up." The man kissed Larkin's head, moving to open the fridge.

"Nooooo…" Larkin whined louder, curling up into a tight ball in Samul's arms. "What time is it, anyway?"

"It's past eight already," Samul said, hugging Larkin close. "Now, make sure to keep awake, okay?"