forum Werewolves and Chew Toys

Started August 26, 2020 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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"Ughhhhh… I can't believe my boyfriend doesn't love me." Larkin whined playfully, sticking his tongue out at Samul. "Feeling betrayed."

"Sweetieeee, you won everything else, and you even still came in first because of it!" Samul said, pointing to the screen. He laughed, hugging Larkin close.

"Yeah, yeah." Larkin kissed Samul's cheek and then pushed him away, still smirking a bit. "Still a dick, though."

"Language!" Mom said once more. Mama chuckled, elbowing her wife. Samul laughed some, hugging Larkin before he was pushed away.
"Only for you~"

Larkin rolled his eyes. "Mhmm. What time is it?" He asked. "I'm starving."

"It's six a'clock now. Oh! Dinner should be ready!" Samul's Mama got up, heading to the kitchen.

Larkin smiled softly and freed himself from Samul's grasp, getting to his feet to go into the kitchen.

Samul stood as well, his sister hanging onto his leg as he moved to follow. Mama was humming, chuckling as she pulled the roast out of the crock pot.

Larkin headed into the kitchen, tail wagging a bit when he saw the meat. "Looks great, ma'am. I see where Samul got his cooking skills from."

"Oh, thank you!" Samul's Mama blushed some, chuckling.
"Now, how much does everyone want?"

"As much as you'll give me, assuming everyone else gets food as well." Larkin snickered a bit. "I'm always starving this time of the month."

"Got it sweetie!" Mama moved to serve everyone else, including herself, first. Once the plates were dished out, she lifted up the dish she'd set the meat and potatoes on and offered it to Larkin.
"Is this enough?"

"Yeah, thank you." Larkin grinned as he accepted the plate, heading over to sit beside Samul at the table. "Y'all's food is always the best, I swear."

"We're poor, dear, we get good at cooking good food from little." Mama chuckled some, joking about their financial situation so she wasn't bogged down by it. Samul hummed, leaning over to kiss Larkin's cheek.

Larkin returned the kiss and started eating. "I know how that feels. I never really learned how to cook, though?" He laughed softly.

"Mm… everyone handles it differently." Samul hummed some, an arm looping around Larkin as they ate, his Mama speaking the most.

"Yeah, I suppose. I hardly remember what my own mother looked like." Larkin sighed and kept eating. "Like I've repressed all my memories of her."

Samul's Mama slowly set her fork down, nodding.
"Well, we can be your Mothers, now," she said, reaching over to pat Larkin's hand. "You're part of the family."

Larkin smiled a bit and flushed. "T-Thank you, miss. It… it really means a lot." He seemed nervous, but happy as well.

Mama gave Larkin's hand a gentle squeeze, Samul leaning over to kiss Larkin's cheek lightly.
"Of course, dearie," the woman said softly.

Larkin smiled gently and nodded before he kept eating. He soon finished his dinner and brought his plate to the sink to wash up.

Samul moved to bring his plate as well, smiling some.
"How are you doing, did you get enough?"

"Yeah, I think so. And I'm alright. You?" Larkin kissed Samul's cheek softly and hugged him.

"Yeah, I'm okay." Samul kissed Larkin back, hugging him. "Mm…"

"What time is it?" He asked softly, looking up at Samul.

"It's just past seven," Samul said, humming some. He held his arm around Samul, smiling.

"Mm… what should we do until bedtime?" He asked softly.

"I don't know," Samul admitted. "Shall we find something to do with Mama and Mom?"

"Yeah, sure." Larkin took Samul's hand with a soft smile so he could walk with him.

Samul led Larkin back to the living room, where Mama was braiding Vanessa's hair.