A Bear and his Cub (boyxboy)

JASPER YOU CANT TELL HIM THAT!

(Steve right there>>)

----Jasper----

When cub said he'd think about it, it made me smile for the rest of the day.

I yawned loudly as I pulled my shirt off to go to bed with cub behind me doing the same, it was past 2 am in the morning, we had stayed up most of the night with me explaining everything to cub.

He took it all in stride and accepted it and agreed to be my mate. He would take some time to think about doing the whole mating ritual and I could live with that.

After pulling of my cloths and putting on my silky boxers I pulled the covers back and fell into bed.

I heard cub laugh and looked up at him. "What?"

He grinned and crawled into bed, sitting on the blankets only in a pair of dark red briefs. "Your wearing your silky boxers."

I squinted at him playfully then sat up quickly and grabbed my mate behind the knees and pulled him making him fall back into the bed and slide closer to me. I hovered over him with one of his legs on either side of me.

"Gotta problem with my silky boxers?" I growled playfully at him.

He giggled at me and shook his head. "No, but I could still wear then as pants."

I rolled my eyes at him and shook my head.

I felt his fingers brush over the cluster if bats tattoo on my shoulder. "I didn't know you had a tattoo."

I looked at it and kissed his fingers. "I got it a while ago."

He kept tracing the larger bat and I watched him, a small smile on my lips. "Do you have others?"

I nod my head and show him my arm. "I plan to get a few more."

"Like what?" He asked.

"The phases of the moon going down my waist." I said as I laid next to him. "Your face on my back."

Cub laughed loudly and turned on his side, tracing circles on my chest. "You are not."

"Your right that's to cliche." I chuckled, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

"Such a dork." He told me.

I nodded quickly. "I am, you like it."

"I do." He said as he slowly fell asleep.

I pulled the covered over us and held him close as I fell asleep.

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---Oliver.---

Waking up in my bears arms has to be the most amazing feeling ever.

He was still asleep so I thought about what he explained to me yesterday about being a were.

I was okay with it, a bit scared but okay. I knew he'd never hurt me and him being the strongest in the pack I knew he'd protect me against any other were's.

Plus he was to much of a sweetheart to hurt me.

I started tracing his tattoo again and bit my lip.

The only thing that actually scared me is the mating, I knew he wanted to do it and I did to. I just didn't know if I wanted to become a were. It sounded awesome. I'd be closer to bear, I'd turn into a bear, id live longer, be stronger, faster. I could finally defend myself against Steve, the perverted little shit.

Bear told me he had Mark and Ezekiel beat the shit out of Steve for me and almost killed him after what happened in the hallway.

"That tickles." I heard bear mumbled at me without opening his eyes.