Maybe I am

damn

It was a Saturday. Larry woke up cuddling Steve with bite marks all over his neck and torso. "Shit, that hippie has some teeth" Larry thought to himself, wincing as he lifted himself up. He got up and walked to the bathroom and washed his face. He tried to remember his night with Steve. It was fucking insane. He remembered that Steve wanted to fuck while he was high, so they ended up doing that, and it pretty much went blank from there. Judging by his body, though, it looked like it went well. He stepped out of the bathroom and looked at Steve, who was still asleep, shirtless with his hair undone. They were hard to see with all the fluff, but Steve had top surgery scars. Steve had bite marks and bruises all over his body, tufts of his fur missing in places. Larry looked around the apartment. He saw a couple empty bottles of what looked like beer. "Shit, I must've gotten drunk. That's why I have a headache". Larry heard mumbling and looked at Steve. He had started to shift. "Hey, Steve" Larry said, sitting down close to him on the mattress. "Hmmgh" Steve mumbled, reaching his arm out to touch Larry. Larry took his hand and kissed his arm, pulling Steve up into his arms. "Sleep well?" Larry asked, while stroking Steve's hair. "Mmhmmmm" Steve mumbled, hugging Larry. "Come on, cloud, wake up" Larry said, chuckling while lightly shaking his boyfriend. "Nah" Steve said, laying on Larry's chest. He pushed him down. "Steve, come on!" Larry said in a playful voice, tugging at Steve's hair. "Ow!" Steve said while smiling and opening one eye "that hurt, you prick!" Steve said, rubbing his head and smiling at Larry playfully. "Hmmm, you seem to like it in bed though" Larry said, grinning at him. Steve blushed. "Oh shut up" He said, kissing Larry.  When their tongues met, instead of one of them just taking over, their tongues fought for dominance. It was messy, but Steve eventually won, starting to pin Larry down on the mattress. He took one of his hands and started running it across Larry's body. Larry wanted to get up to hold Steve, but being pinned down was no help. Though his boyfriend was skinny and light, he was strong, and if he wanted to pin Larry, Larry was getting pinned. Instead, he just moved his hand to the one on his face, entertwining their fingers together. Steve started moving his hand down, onto the shorts Larry was wearing. The fact he was wearing clothing was disappointing, but he went with it. He himself was wearing underwear, but nothing more. He wasn't comfortable with taking his underwear off in front of Larry. No doctor in Elmore would perform bottom surgery, he had to travel to get his top surgery, and that was a LOT of money. Larry's tongue started to lift up again, trying to take dominance. This time, Steve lost. He unpinned Larry a bit, allowing him to lift up, holding Steve in his arms and on his lap. "Mmmh!" Steve mumbled, feeling a cold hand run down his back. He shivered from the feeling. Eventually, after a bit more of that, but no actual sex, the kiss was broken by Steve, who needed to breath. He was panting, holding onto Larry's shoulders. "Let's get some breakfast, huh?" Larry said, lifting Steve's head so that they were making eye contact. "Sounds good to me, Sunshine" Steve said, before being lifted and carried to a new couch they had bought. "Stay here and look perfect while I make breakfast" Larry said, kissing Steve on the cheek.