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Oscar and Wendell spent the coming weeks together a lot. Wendell at times had to remind himself not to forget about his friends. Fennix seemed to laugh it off most of the time, seeing how smitten Wendell was. Polar, ever the skeptic, was more suspicious of Oscar still. He insisted he would beat his ass if he ever did anything to Wendell. Wendell believed him.
One day Oscar and Wendell sat together by a cliff on a mountain watching the sunset together. Wendell had been speaking about his friends to Oscar and about what Polar had said. Oscar himself just laughed at it. ”Can’t say I blame him. I would also be suspicious and defensive for my friends sake. You got good friends, Wendell.”
”Haha, yeah. They’re great…you know, I’ve been feeling a little guilty about hanging out with you so much lately.” Wendell confessed. ”Is just…can’t really stop thinking about you, you know?”
Oscar looked off to his side, breaking eye contact with Wendell. But he was still smiling. ”Really now?”
Wendell's eyes went wide and suddenly looked embarrassed. ”A-ah, I mean…uhm, is that weird? Did not mean for it to come off like that…”
Oscar shook his head. ”I’m flattered, if I’m being honest. Surprised a cutie like you ain’t sick of me yet.”
”You kiddin? You’ve been an awesome hiking partner! And I love seeing your greenhouse and just sitting there with you and…and…” Wendell looked shy. ”…I don’t know. You’re different, Oscar. You know? I’ve never met anyone quite like you.” Apart from guys in my dreams and fantasies, Wendell thought.
Oscar actually blushed slightly this time. He chuckled slightly and then reached his hand out towards Wendell. Wendell looked at Oscar’s hand, then at his face in confusion. He wasn’t getting it. ”Give me your hand, puppy.” Oscar said in almost a purr.
Wendell’s eyes went up. ”Oh!” he exclaimed and put one of his hands on Oscar’s. Oscar’s hand felt nice. Felt as strong as probably the rest of the tiger's body, Wendell imagined. Before Wendell could think about it, he saw Oscar kneel his head down towards Wendell’s hand and gave it a quick kiss. Wendell’s face went red immediately. His entire body jolted, apart from his tail who was going crazy. Oscar knelt back up and looked into Wendell’s eyes. Wendell said nothing and just stared at Oscar. The tiger man smiled gently, and Wendell had to look away before he exploded or something.
”W-woah…” Wendell mumbled. ”Y-you, uh…” he was speechless, and he realized Oscar had the ability to make him speechless quite often. It was so odd. The wolf man felt a very sudden urge to kiss Oscar. He wasn’t sure if he could or should though.
He decided to be brave.
”H-hey, could you close your eyes for me Oscar?” Wendell asked.
Oscar raised his eyebrow, but then smirked and did close then. ”Alright, they’re closed.”
Wendell then very slowly started getting closer to the tiger. He reached his hands and held Oscar gently by his arms, or more specifically his biceps. He then reached his lips and gave Oscar a quick smooch on his cheek. Oscar’s reaction was getting slightly red from it, and his mouth opened slightly for a second. Wendell had managed to surprise him. ”…you can open them now.” Wendell said. Oscar did open them slowly, still looking a little bit flushed.
And they looked into eachothers eyes for a moment. No one really knew what to do.
Oscar, however, soon enough looked down slightly at where Wendell’s hands still were. Wendell hadn’t removed his hands from his biceps yet and he hadn’t realized. Oscar looked back at Wendell’s face who only now seemed to realize where his hands still were. He did not expect Oscar to suddenly smirk teasingly and do what he did next. He flexed his biceps as Wendell held them.
Wendell breathed in a sharp breath at that and had to let go. His face was red again and he looked really shy. His tail was wagging back and forth still however.
Oh dear, he really did feel like a big secret had been revealed.
”Kind of figured you’ll be into that, puppy.” Oscar chuckled.
Wendell looked at him in both surprise and shame. ”W-what?”
”You've been checking me out a lot these past weeks, don’t you think I noticed? You also really like it when I hug you.” Oscar winked. Wendell was going to melt.
”…maybe,” Wendell smiled shyly. ”Is that weird?’
Oscar shook his head. ”Naw…it’s flattering honestly.” Oscar suddenly takes one of his hands and gently runs it against Wendell’s stomach. ”But don’t sell yourself short, puppy. You're toned as hell. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”
Wendell felt Oscar’s hand on his and his mind was turning into mashed potatoes. ”Gee, uh…you think so? I mean, I suppose hiking gives good results and I try to watch what I eat so I don’t get too heavy for mountain climbing. I haven’t really thought much about whether it looks good for others. But I sometimes think that my body-” Oscar put a finger on Wendell’s lips again.
”Next time you start blabbering when we are finally getting in the mood, I kiss you. That shut you up.” Oscar smirked and let go of Wendell’s lips.
Wendell looked deep into Oscar's eyes. ”…could you?”
”Do you want me to?” Oscar raised his eyebrow while smirking.
”Y-yes!” Wendell beamed and tail was wagging like crazy. He moved his head and lips closer to Oscar’s. Oscar moved closer as well.
Their first kiss made Wendell’s mind shoot up in the sky while his heart was as present as the hands of his holding Oscar’s.
——
In the past, Oscar would have probably left his relationships weeks earlier before his partner thought anything more of it. It did not occur to him until later years that he probably broke a lot of hearts because of this, as stupid as it might sound. Even Oscar himself realized after a while that maybe he did want something more from someone than just a quick lay. Once he tried to get back into contact with an old flame, saying sorry and asking if they wanted to meet up and try again. They quite rightfully told Oscar to f*ck off. They were angry at Oscar for just leaving them and now contacting them out of the blue. Also, they apparently were in a new long-term relationship.
Thinking about breaking Wendell’s heart like that gave Oscar an intense feeling of guilt. Having enjoyed all these weeks together and hearing Wendell laugh, talk and seeing him smile brought a rare sense of joy to Oscar. One he hasn’t felt in ages. The fact that Wendell openly enjoyed and wanted to be with Oscar felt humbling in a way. Wendell did not seem to mind that Oscar just turned 40, which…he should. At least Oscar thought so. It was unconventional. Then again, Oscar was an unconventional man. Maybe they could be unconventional together? They would have to have a conversation about this eventually. Right now though? Oscar just wanted to enjoy Wendell’s company.
Oh, and the sex was really good. Wendell wasn’t much of a ’mouth user’ apart from lots of kissing and the occasional kiss on Oscar’s biceps and thighs. It was funny to know his workout effort could affect Wendell so much. But it felt more loving if anything. Wendell was just as loving and sweet in bed as he was when they hung out and hiked together. And he talked a lot during sex as well. Oscar has never slept with someone who mid-sex would strike a conversation with themselves on how good bottoming feels, but then would say stuff like how beautiful Oscar was. It was difficult trying to be ’in charge’ when your partner was just so god damn sweet. But Wendell liked to give as much as he liked to receive. He was such a generous lover and made such cute noises. At times though, his talking was so distracting Oscar had to roll his eyes and shut him up with a kiss.
It was also a bit humbling for Oscar to know that Wendell’s member was a little longer than his, but Wendell didn’t seem to care.
Wendell was also a big snuggler, as evidenced by his current position snuggled up to Oscar while sleeping in their tent together. A goofy smile on his face as he laid beside the tiger and slept soundly. Oscar himself was sound asleep, but he was slowly waking up. He looked down on Wendell who breathed slowly in his sleep.
Oscar attempted to move and gently remove Wendell’s hand from him. He needed to go out the tent. The problem was that Wendell would just snuggle back into Oscar every time he would attempt to remove him. Oscar tried again, but Wendell came back. So Oscar tried again, but Wendell snuggled back and groaned slightly this time. ”Mhm…don’t go…” Wendell mumbled sleepily to Oscar.
”Wendell…” Oscar said quietly. ”I need to go for a second.”
Wendell whined as he said so. ”Nooo…stay with me, I don’t wanna…not feel you…” The wolf man mumbled. His eyes were still closed but his face looked slightly concerned.
Oscar sighed. ”Wendell, I need to piss.”
That made Wendell jolt slightly in his sleep, and he let go of Oscar. He snuggled instead into the sheet they were sharing.
Oscar smiled at Wendell fondly, and then stood up and walked out of their tent. Completely nude.
He breathed in the fresh mountain air. Hiking and sex. Sex with a goofy cutie as well. Maybe life is good after all. He should probably do his business before anyone sees him.
After Oscar was done and returned to the tent he laid down beside Wendell again. After he did so Wendell went right back into snuggling him. Oscar snuggled right back. Then Wendell’s hand trailed down Oscar's stomach, approaching his, as if asking for permission. Oscar answered by giving Wendell a smooch on his forehead and going straight to rub Wendell off. Wendell grunted in response, but smiled in delight and let his tail wag.
”Again, puppy?” Oscar asked with a grin.
”Yes…please…” Wendell whined, but looked happy.
They went on for a few minutes, going slow this time. Wendell knew how to push just the right buttons on Oscar. By being an absolute goofy, kind cutie. His cutie.
——
Oscar started wondering to himself if there was such a thing as too much sex with one person. It was just so easy to slip into it when getting close to Wendell. Wendell seemed to slip into it easily as well. .
They had both taken all their belongings with them and were walking back to Oscar’s place. They struck the more usual conversations they would do when hiking almost any other day. It was odd, just last night Oscar had let Wendell top him, but it didn’t feel awkward at all walking and talking to Wendell like usual. It just felt like something they did between themselves, and felt normal. Oscar thought about his past and how he usually struggled with people and properly get connected to them. But who wouldn't want to connect with someone like Wendell?
Wendell grabbed Oscar’s hand and held it as they walked together.
Once they arrived home to Oscar’s they let go of their things and their gear. ”Need to water some of my plants in the garden. You want some tea, Wendell?”
”Sure!” Wendell said. First thing they did was quickly go to the kitchen and grab the tea and water. Afterwards they walked into Oscar’s indoor garden and greenhouse together. Oscar picked up his watering can.
Tea, his garden and massive cutie to boot. When did Oscar’s life suddenly start to be good?
Oscar looked at Wendell who drank his tea while he was looking out the window with his goofy smile, seemingly distracted by a bird.
What a dork. What a beauty. What a silly goofer.
Wendell had now noticed Oscar looking at him. He looked surprised for a moment but then looked away shyly.
”I’m finished,” Oscar said. He put down his watering can. Not long after he felt a pair of paws and arms embrace him from behind. He felt a certain Wendell lay himself on Oscar’s shoulder. Oscar would hear the wolf man's tail wafting through the air. Oscar’s chuckles. “Something on your mind?”
“...bed,” Wendell says. “Your bed…wanna know how soft it is.”
“Yeah?” Oscar responds.
“...and how soft you are.” Wendell murmurs.
Oscar chuckles again. “You calling me fat?”
Wendell responds by moving his hands down and wrapping them around Oscar’s stomach. The tiger huffs, a little surprised. Wendell gently rubs Oscar’s belly. “You’re perfect…” Wendell said quietly with genuine affection.
Oscar felt his face go a little red. He was always a little self conscious about his stomach. He used to have abs, but they softened up over time. A mixture of not working out that area as often and him just gaining some weight. And, well…aging. Wendell just seemed to continue rubbing that area softly however. Oscar gently took Wendell’s hands that were rubbing him.
Wendell sighed. “You are literally perfect,” he mumbled with a smile.
This puppy was such a charmer.
Oscar turned around and kissed him. Wendell made a surprised noise before he melted.
—-
Oscar’s back was hurting slightly, but he kept that to himself, as he carried Wendell to his bed bridal style.
Putting him down they went to work quickly. Wendell was such an eager yet gentle lover. Oscar tried being somewhat cool and collected, but he was secretly very eager too. Oscar crawled on top of Wendell until their noses touched. Wendell’s tail was going crazy again. The ever increasing and desperate make-out sessions during their acts. Oscar had missed this. Feeling wanted by someone. It was also a good thing they were back in the bedroom because Oscar was out of condoms. He always had a stash in his drawer. Just in case.
Wendell was consistently telling Oscar how much he loved having him inside him. Wendell had an ability to spread his legs apart and yet clench himself around Oscar as he was penetrated. It took Oscar a lot of willpower not to come from that alone.
“Hngh!” Oscar clenched his teeth. Wendell was doing that clenching again.
Wendell had his tongue out and his eyes rolled back into his head. “Haaaaaah…” He pushed his bottom up against Oscar and penetrated himself with Oscar’s erection. Oscar huffed, moaned and then practically fell down on Wendell, now laying on top of him again. As he did, he pushed himself deeper into Wendell again which made his partner moan. “Oh, Oscar…!” Wendell moaned and took one of Oscar’s hands with his. Wendell’s entire bottom and groin area felt as if it was going to explode. It felt warm. It felt as if his legs were turning into jelly. He loved feeling Oscar pulsating inside him. It made him feel close to him. Oscar’s body was so big and warm. His stomach felt like a soft, muscular cushion against his back.
“f*cking hell…” Oscar huffed. He felt embarrassed to admit to himself that he was getting tired. The thought of falling asleep on top of Wendell while inside of him suddenly sounded quite nice. But he did not want to leave Wendell unsatisfied. “H-hey…I’m gonna turn you around, alright?” Oscar gave Wendell a quick warning before he did so. Wendell looked confused for a second. He then yelped as he was now turned on his back, laying on top of Oscar. He still had Oscar inside him. Wendell moaned as he felt Oscar’s hand around his own erection. Oscar could feel Wendell clench again around him as he worked on Wendell’s erection with his hand.
“God, yes! Keep doing that! Oh god, I’m-!” and Wendell came with a long moan. His entire bottom area of his body clenched and relaxed consistently around Oscar and his legs stretched out, while his toes curled. Oscar hissed from the feeling of Wendell’s insides pulsating around his erection, so he pushed himself up into Wendell again only for him to come as well. Oscar clenched his teeth as he did so.
Wendell’s legs twitched a little bit from the afterglow of the act. He had his tongue out still and was breathing heavily. He was still laying on his back on top of Oscar. Oscar himself felt exhausted. They probably looked like a damn mess right about now.
Oscar gave Wendell a kiss on the back of his shoulder.
“Mmmhmm…” Wendell turned his head around and looked at Oscar. “Kiss me on the lips instead…” he said with a tired goofy smile. Oscar could only concur.
They held their kiss for a few seconds before Wendell let go. He slipped himself out of Oscar and turned himself around, now laying on top of Oscar and facing him. Oscar could feel something sticky touching his stomach from Wendell. Kinda gross, but they could just shower later on. After sleep.
Wendell pressed his nose against Oscar. Oscar grinned and pressed back. Wendell giggled.
Soon enough, Wendell laid down on top of Oscar. They both fell asleep holding one another.
—-
A good nap, a shower and some new sheets. All in that order. Wendell was very helpful to fix Oscar’s bed.
Wendell did not seem to speak as much as usual. Oscar wondered if that was just in the afterglow of it all. He did not seem to be upset or anything at least. Maybe he was just comfortable now?
They ate together before readying themselves to go out again. Wendell needed to return home eventually. Oscar thought about asking him if he could stay with him but Wendell needed to check on Walnut after leaving him at home during their camping trip.
“Are you going to tell your friends?” Oscar asked Wendell.
Wendell looked at him. “Tell them what?”
“About us.” Oscar said. Testing the waters a little bit.
Wendell blushed a little. “I mean…I think they sort of had their suspicions. I’ve been telling them that I am going to hang out with you a lot. And I’ve done that…a lot.” he chuckles. “But…what do you mean by ‘thing’?” Wendell asked, with big eyes.
Ah, yes. Puppy dog eyes. Of course Wendell would have those. Right now, they just made Oscar chuckle. “I don’t know, puppy. I am not sure what it means yet, but I know this…” Oscar cups Wendell’s face into his hands. Wendell tongue sticks out slightly as he does so. “...I like you. A lot. I like hiking with you. I like talking to you. I like sleeping next to you and with you. I like your smile. So yeah, I am quite smitten by you.” Oscar smirked and then let go of Wendell.
Wendell’s eyes gleamed and tail wagged furiously. “Really? Wow, I…you make me happy, Oscar! And you make me feel so calm…”
“And you got a thing for big men,” Oscar said, smirking.
Surprisingly, Wendell just shook his head. “Noooo…” he then put a finger up and booped it on Oscar’s nose. “...I got a thing for Oscar, specifically.”
Oscar looked surprised for a second. He then smiled, warmly this time, and walked to Wendell and gave him a big hug. Wendell made a surprised noise, but he quite quickly hugged Oscar back. They stayed like that for a few seconds.
As Oscar let go of the hug he looked at Wendell fondly and asked him: “Want me to walk you home?”
Wendell nodded. “Of course!”
—-
The hike home was usual. Wendell mostly spoke and Oscar mostly listened. Wendell talked again about feeling a little guilty about leaving his friends and Walnut at home so much after spending all this time with Oscar.
“Why don’t you invite them next time?” Oscar asked.
Wendell chuckled a bit awkwardly. “I mean, I kind of been thinking of that but…I think it would just make things awkward for now, because…” Wendell pouted and blushed a little. “...I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you…”
Oscar laughed. “Really? That’s the reason?”
“I mean, yeah! Like, I kind of know how ‘these things’ work. I just want to…spend time with you until things have settled down a little, you know?” Wendell says, a little shy.
Oscars hums. “So, you mean, once the initial infatuation ends and the brain starts working properly again?”
Wendell fidgeted with his fingers, still a little shy. “Something like that…”
Oscar chuckled. “You are smarter than one would think, puppy.”
Wendell faked an offended look and gently punched Oscar on the shoulder. The tiger man chuckled again.
“You should totally come over one day soon however and taste Polar’s cooking!” Wendell said.
Oscar smiled. “I’d love to, Wendell.”
—-
Once at Wendell’s home, Wendell turned around to speak and say his goodbyes to Oscar while they held hands.
Oscar noticed someone looking at them through the window. Some polar bear man was eyeing them suspiciously. Must be Wendell’s friend Polar. Kind of rude of him to just look at them like that.
Oscar got an idea. He couldn’t help himself.
He looked straight at Polar, grinned and winked at him.
Polar immediately looked flabbergasted and embarrassed. He turned away from the window and walked elsewhere. Oscar chuckled. Wendell looked at him confused for a second, then at the window. He saw nothing. He looked back at Oscar.
“See you soon,” Wendell said.
“Of course,” Oscar gave him a final kiss and walked home, waving at Wendell who waved back. “Bye now.”
Wendell entered his home. “I’m home!” He told the house and Walnut immediately came running up to him. He crawled up to his shoulders and hugged Wendell on his face. Wendell petted him right back.
“Hey!” Fennix said from some other part of the house. “I’ll be right there! Polar was going to start cooking.”
Wendell looked over to the kitchen. Polar was staring into an open cupboard for a bit too long. His face was red. Wendell approached him. “You alright, buddy?”
Polar looked back at Wendell with nervous eyes. He then coughed and straightened himself. “Uh, yeah. I’m good. Hope you had…fun.”
Wendell looked at Polar confused. But eventually he smiled again. “Hey Polar. I was thinking. Why don’t we invite Oscar over here tomorrow-”
“No!” Polar said a bit too loud. It made Wendell and Walnut both jump and take a step back. Polar had to take a deep breath and look at Wendell again. “Uh, just…tomorrow is a bad day, ok? He can come over…maybe next week? Like, I would like to meet him, don't get me wrong! Just…not tomorrow, ok?”
Wendell looked at Polar confused. But he was glad he wasn’t against the idea of meeting Oscar. Wendell knew he would come around and see how much of a nice guy Oscar is.
Wendell looked forward of the possibility to add a new hiking partner into their group.
And possibly a new boyfriend.
Oscar was so dreamy, Wendell concluded.
