I shift slightly inside the stall, waiting against the tiled wall, facing towards the other stall wall, my focus on the glory hole a few feet up from the ground. With each minute that passes, I find myself growing a little bit more anxious. Checking my phone again, I'm met by its cold glow, as 11:10 shines from the screen, almost mocking me.
      "The things I do for lion DILF's..." I grumble softly, wanting to pace the stall, to at least have something to do.
      But as it moves to 11:11, the outer door to the Burger Paw bathroom opens up, clanking shut as the inner door opens. My ear perks as the person moves to the stall next to me, closing the stall's door quickly. Without a word, they move to the glory hole as they undo their trousers, letting them fall to the ground before doing the same to their underwear. As their large cock and balls are pushed through the glory hole, I kneel onto the floor, trying not to think of how long it's been since it was last cleaned.
      Looking a little through the hole, the man's thick, muscular legs are covered in bleach white fur. The profile didn't have a picture, and only had a slightly suspicious name and 'Lion' in the species category. Being half white lion myself, it only makes the situation hotter.
      I try not to let my annoyance of his tardiness ruin a good cock, especially one this thick. He's got to be a good foot long, if not closer to fifteen inches. Licking my lips as I press my nose to the underside of his length. Waiting a second to let the tension build, I start to sniff as I drag my nose up his length, inhaling like my life depends on his scent. His musk fills my lungs, numbing my mind instantly. This is met by a soft, growl filled chuckle from the other stall. It smells like he's not let his crotch breath for a long while. And while it's a clean scent, there being a strawberry under-smell to it, it's been baking between his thighs for a while.
      As I reach his tip and let out a soft moan, I'm glad of my mother's canid traits, the scent hitting every dog instinct inside me, making me want to huff his cock again. But I know I need to control myself, huffing cock is much more special when I restrain myself. Opening my maw, I wrap my lips around the tip of his cock, letting my tongue tickle the underside of the man's length as I slowly move myself down his dick.
      His length easily fills my maw, hitting the back of my throat before even hitting the halfway point of the lion's cock. A growl filled purr radiates from the other stall as I take his cock further into my maw. Pulling myself back, my lips drag across his thick length, a purr rumbles out of my chest as I push my maw back down on his dick. Taking another inch or two, my throat stretches around the man's cock as it starts to enter my gullet. Pulling back and forth, moaning around the lion's cock with every new centimetre that enters me.
      It takes a good few minutes to get to the bass of the man's cock, his tip throbbing against the base of my throat. I keep myself at his base for a few moments, gagging softly around his cock, my gullet milking his length instinctively. Taking the hint, the man pulls himself back, until his tip is at the glory hole. My maw follows his length through the confined hole, my tongue sliding across to the underside of his cock.
      This makes the guy growl softly as he thrusts back into my maw, ramming his length down my throat. I gag as he does this, tears forming in my eyes. He slams his cock back and forth, moving harder and faster as my throat milks his upper six or so inches. The growls from the other side deepen and almost vibrate the stall wall from the bestial pleasure I'm causing the lion.
      Although, as with all things, even this comes to an end. With a last couple of thrusts into my throat, rough and primal motions that make me half choke on his length, the man shoots his load down into my gullet. The thick, salty taste of his seed fills my maw as his load backs up into my mouth a little. But after his load starts to lessen, I manage to gulp down the excess inside my maw.
      Pulling back from the man, I gasp and cough a little as his length pulls out of me, shivering softly from the rough treatment. The man pulls away from the glory hole with a soft purr, pulling his underwear and trousers up, zipping and buckling himself up. I lick my paw, before dragging it across my snout, cleaning up any specks of cum, before licking my paw again.
      "Fuck, that's one hell of a maw you got there, kid." The man purrs out, making me jerk up as I recognise the voice.
      It takes me a couple of seconds to process the thoughts inside my head, my heart racing inside my chest. "D-dad...?"
      Another second or two of silence passes before he speaks again. "Mike?"
      "O-oh god..."
      I press myself up against the tiled wall, feeling my heart race faster as the world dissolves around me. Violent shivers moves through my body, making me tremble in response. The taste of my father's cock is still in my maw, and I don't know whether I want to throw up... or go back for more. I hate that the idea even crosses my mind, that I want more of him. My paws go to my head as I fall to the floor, bringing my knees up to my chest. A soft knocking thumps at the stall door, almost making me jump out of my fur.
      "We... should talk about this..." My father half whispers.
      I can't tell anything from his voice. Is he angry? Sad? Disappointed? But before I can say anything, he speaks up once more, answering my thoughts.
      "I'm not angry, I just... don't think we should leave without talking about things."
      Taking a few seconds, I slowly get up to my feet, going to the stall door, unlocking it. Once I do this, my father slowly opens the stall before entering the confined area. Closing the door behind himself, I can't take my focus off of just how he's exactly what I was asking for. I came here looking for an older lion, with an almost stereotypical 'dad bod', and a thick fucking cock between his legs. And that's exactly what I got. With a thick mane of hair to boot.
      My eyes start to tear up slowly, and I'm met by my father wrapping his muscular arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I am brought into another one of his bear hugs. But this time, all I can focus on is how good he smells, how thick his belly is, how I can hear his chest purr a little with every breath.
      "What's the fuck wrong with me?" I ask softly, wrapping my arms back around him slowly.
      "Nothing, nothing's wrong with you..." He responds, moving a paw to the back of my neck, his large grip keeping me in place.
      "I didn't know..." I say, my voice weak. "Please... forgive me..."
      "For what?"
      "For blowing you..."
      "You don't need forgiving, kid." He responds, before pulling back a little, looking down at me. "There's nothing wrong with you, Mike."
      "But I... I gave you a fucking blow job dad." I whimper out, feeling a small chill as I say this.
      "It was an accident, kid."
      Silence falls upon the both of us as I blush deeply, trying more than anything to not focus on my still throbbing member between my legs
      "So... you, uh... you look for older men?" Dad asks, slight awkwardness in his voice.
      I don't know what to say, so I only nod softly.
      "Who um... are also lions?"
      Again, I nod, feeling my blush deepen even further.
      "Did you ever... think of me when doing it?" He asks, and I finally realise where he was going with it.
      I shake my head, looking away from him for a second, before looking back up at him. "What are... you getting at, dad?"
      "Do... do you want to do it again?"
      "I..." I try to speak, but I whimper as I blush, folding my ears back slightly.
      At this, my father smiles at me, moving his paw to my cheek. "If I said... that I wanted the same? What would you want to do?"
      "I uh..." I start, taking a moment to try and collect myself. "What are you saying, dad?"
      Without speaking, he brings me into a soft kiss, pressing his warm lips against mine. The purr in his chest rises a little as he does this, even as I instinctively pull back an inch or so. But as I process the surprise, I find myself slowly pushing back into the kiss, opening my maw a little. In response, my father opens his maw too, his tongue slipping into my maw.
      Unable to hold back a moan, I let him explore the inside of my mouth. His thick, wet digit moves to every inch of my maw, before settling on my own tongue, pulling it into a warm dance. Entraining together for a few seconds, our tongues dance together before my father pulls back from the kiss, leaving me huffing and wanting more. I can't think for a few seconds, let alone actually speak. But I collect myself slowly, looking up at my father.
      "Mmmph, fuck... you taste like me." My father purrs out, seemingly more voicing a thought, rather than actually trying to say anything.
      "This... this is so fucking wrong..." I say, pulling myself back into the hug, feeling him tighten his hug around me.
      "Legally? Hell yeah." He responds, continuing to purr softly. "Ethically? That's kinda up for debate."
      "H-how so?"
      "Well, it's not like we can have cubs. Despite how many times I'll probably try."
      "Dad, unless you were aiming to actually fuck me from the start, I think we're in the clear."
      "Fuck, don't make it awkward." He groans out softly, tightening his hug around me for a couple seconds, reassuring me in his action.
      "Says the man who gave his son a cream filling."
      "You're asking for another show, aren't you?" Groaning out again, he buries his snout into the crook of my neck, taking a small sniff of my blossoming jawline mane. "Fuck..."
      "Wh-what's the matter?"
      "Nothing, just... you smell good."
      "Shampoo sorta good? Or...?" I don't want to try and lead him to an answer, or influence his response.
      "Sweaty sort of good, you know? Like... a really good kind of sweaty smell."
      "So, got that kink from you, huh?"
      This makes my father shift a little, purring deeper. "I, uh... forgot about you sniffing my chunk. Well, thought you may have just... liked the smell of cock."
      "Well, I do. And the taste, too." I admit, chuckling softly. "But this is more of a 'me' thing, than anything else."
      "It's all good. I know it's a person thing." He purrs back, taking a moment to speak again. "So, uh... is it just, you know, cocks?"
      I pull back a little, looking at him for a moment. "Do you have any areas in mind, dad?"
      "Well... armpits?"
      "Yeup, big fan. Especially with DILF's."
      This makes my father smile softly. "And, uh... well..."
      "Asses?"
      This takes him by surprise at this, which is super cute.
      "Yeah, I got that too."
      "Well, I uh..." He starts, blushing deeply underneath his white fur. "I... I'm glad you understand it."
      I move my maw up to his cheek, and then to his ear, making sure to purr a little as I speak. "When we get home, you're so going to sit on my face."
      This makes him shift and squirm slightly as his blush deepens. "M-Mike..."
      "What's wrong, dad? Cat's got your tongue?"
      It looks like he's about to say someone, but the outer door to the bathroom opens, and slightly startles the both of us. I put a paw to his mouth and keep him quiet as someone walks into the room. Luckily, whoever they are, they take a stall a few down, leaving us space. At this, I move my paw down from my father's lips, replacing it with my maw, kissing him deeply. The kiss lasts for as long as the guy stays in the bathroom, meaning that my dad gets to French kiss me for a good few minutes. But all good times come to an end as the guy leaves, and we break the kiss.
      "Fuck, we need to leave before people find us." I say, huffing slightly from the kiss.
      "How should..." Dad starts, shifting slightly as he stops speaking.
      "How should what?"
      "Well, you know. How should we act, when we're out there?"
      This takes me a moment to think over.
      "Well, luckily I look like mom enough for people not to immediately think we're related. So, I think, if we were to be all grope-y and touchy, they'd think we're just a couple with an age gap. Rather than thinking that we're father and son." I say, licking my lips as I shake my backside a little. "Can't believe how kinky my dad is, worrying about groping his son's ass while out in public."
      This makes him smirk a little as his paws glide down my back, before resting on my rump. At this, his fingers dig into the cleft of my ass, making me gasp and moan as he spreads my ass cheeks wide for a second. Instinctively, I press my rump out while he does this, purring deeply.
      "We should really be going..." I say, not really wanting to leave, but knowing it's probably best to so while no one's around.
      "Can't we stay, just a little longer?" My father asks, a small growl in his voice.
      "Want me to sweeten the deal?"
      "What'cha got in mind, kid?"
      "If you wait, and keep your paws mostly to yourself. You get to have your way with me... whatever you want, for as long as you want."
      "Can I... tie you up?"
      "How else would you keep me still?"
      "Fuck..." he growls out. "I love you."
      "Love ya too, you old perv."
      At this, my father releases my backside, slowly opening the stall door, as if he's still reluctant to let me go, at least without more than one load in me. We exit the bathroom as nonchalantly as possible. We head out of the Burger Paw quickly, heading through the mall towards the parking lot.
      "Did you get here by car?" Dad asks, wrapping his arm around my waist tightly, as if I'd float away otherwise.
      "By bus, car's in the shop. I assume you took your car?" I ask moving my arm around him too, making sure to give his big backside a grope.
      "C'mon, how else would I keep my physique otherwise?"
      "You do have quite a bod on you." I purr as we get to the car park.
      It doesn't take long for us to get to his car. As we get in, I'm met by the far too familiar smell of my childhood. Although, now, it feels a lot more different. The scent of him hits something different inside me. The scent in the car is slightly different to him in general though, a bit deeper, a little more primal. He starts the car and begins our journey home, the rumbling of his car almost dwarfs the sound of his purring. As he drives, I can almost feel my father's growing desire, without even having to look between his legs. But I do so anyway, and I'm met by his throbbing cock, needy for attention.
      "Fuck, you're such a hornball." I purr out deeply, sniffing at the air, almost tasting my father's musk and sweat.
      "Where do you think you got it from?" He responds, baring his teeth in a smile, his growling voice filled with desire. "Hey..."
      "Yeah?"
      "You remember that bridge we used to visit on your way to school?"
      "The one with those boulders?"
      "Yeah, the flat ones."
      "What about it?"
      "Got an idea that can't wait..." He purrs out, turning off the street before taking us towards the bridge.
      After a little more driving, we get to our new destination, parking off to the side a little. As we get out, dad goes to the back of the car, taking out some rope from the car's boot. I raise an eyebrow, questioning him silently. With a word, he closes the boot and walks up to me, giving me a warm kiss as he passes.
      "Mmm..." He purrs into my maw, before pulling from the kiss. "I keep in case of 'emergencies'."
      "Like what?" I huff out, licking the taste of his tongue off my lips. "A bottom that won't sit still."
      "Something like that," he responds. We walk towards the bridge, heading underneath it, before my father drops the rope onto one of the boulders. "Undress, Mike."
      I shift slightly, looking around us. "You sure? Won't someone see us?"
      "C'mon, no-one used this route, even when you were younger."
      After a few moments, I start to undress myself, continuing to look around the area as more of my body is revealed. Flinging my shirt, trousers, and even more underwear to the side, I feel more and more vulnerable as my dad looks my body over. He licks his lips slowly, purring out ever deeper.
      "Fuck, how'd I ever make such a hot kid?" He asks, moving a paw to his bulge, undoing his zipper, letting his still covered bulge.
      "I got it all from you, dad." I respond, trying my best not to cover myself up.
      This makes him smirk softly, before motioning his hand towards me. "Hands up, kid. Wrists together."
      I blush at this, slowly lifting my arms, feeling even more vulnerable as I press my wrists together. At this, he picks the rope back up, before walking up to me, a soft smile on his lips. As he walks up to me, he looks me over with a lick of his lips, before he starts to wrap my wrists up in the rope. I shiver softly at this, looking around us as my cock throbs between us, the risk of someone finding us only turning me on further. Once he's done, he moves a paw to my cheek, his thumb rubbing into my fur slowly.
      "You're such a cute kitty..." He purrs softly, moving in for a quick kiss, rumbling a soft growl out, before pulling back a little.
      I think he's about to push me over the boulder or something. But he moves his maw to my exposed underarm, pressing his nostrils to my armpit fur before sniffing deeply, moaning out softly before inhaling once more. Letting his tongue out, he gives my underarm a long lick, purring as he tastes my musk.
      "D-dad... you're so embarrassing..." I groan out, trying not to show my blush too much.
      "Hush, kitty." He purrs back at me, giving my pit another long lick. "Let your father have his fun."
      I can't help but groan again, even as I am unable to hold back a small smirk. I think he sees it as he gives my armpit a soft kiss, before pulling back fully. He pulls me softly towards one of the boulders, before pushing me down, laying me across its surface. The giant rock is long enough that my butt is at one end, and my head is at the other.
      Huffing deeply, I look up at my father, gulping as he walks around me, taking in my frame. Once he gets to my upper half, he starts to undress himself, taking a teasingly long time to reveal himself to me. As he does so, I look him over, hunger clear in my gaze. His body is exactly what I've always desired in a man; muscular arms and legs, a plump belly, a thick mane.
      A purr escapes my maw while I look over my father's body; the plump overhang of his belly, his rounded backside, his... everything. He seems to take pleasure in me looking him over, letting me do so for a couple of seconds, before turning around and bending himself over a little. Hovering his ass over my face, I struggle against the rope bonds, biting my lip in need.
      "Please... don't make me wait any more. I need it..." I whine out, unable to keep the desperation from my voice.
      "God, you're so fucking hot when you're desperate." My father growls out, his tail waving softly side to side. "Tell me, what'cha gonna do to my ass? I want to hear you beg for it."
      "I'm going to sniff it! I need to huff your ass! Please! Oh fuck!"
      "That's my boy..."
      And with that, he slams his ass down onto my face, my snout is rammed in between his ass cheeks, my nose grinds up against his anus. It's so fucking warm and sweaty, enveloping my face in my father's sweat and musk. I can't help but inhale through my nose, like my life depends on it. The smell of my father's sweat, desire, and musk mixes inside my nostrils, before filling my lungs. My eyes roll back into my skull as I take yet another whiff of his rump, almost cumming from the first couple sniffs alone, even without having to touch myself.
      A deep groan escapes my lips as I inhale again, and again, and again. No matter how many times I inhale, I can't get enough of the man's smell. If anything, I grow more addicted to my father's scent with each second.
      "You desperate little slut... that's it..." My father growls out, his voice muffled slightly from his padded ass cheeks. "You make for such a good seat... might not ever get up now."
      I moan out deeply as I take another sniff, trying to tell him not to ever stand up again. But I'd be too muffled to say anything, even if I could think clearly enough to do so. This makes my father growl down at me, grinding his ass down against my nose, as if to try and get me even deeper into the cleft of his giant backside. My cock throbs wildly between my legs, crying out for even a finger to touch it, just so I can cum. But that finger never comes, no matter how much I wordlessly beg for it.
      Trembles shoot through my body as my toes curl from the pleasure washing over me. As it becomes a little difficult to breathe, my legs kick out and I struggle beneath my father's weight. Feeling my resistance fail, my orgasm starts to draw closer. I try to move my feet up to my length, just to have something to grind against.
      "C'mon, I can feel you slacking..." He teases me, obviously feeling me squirm underneath him.
      I try to focus back on huffing his ass, but as my orgasm draws ever closer, nothing else matters. Muffled against his ass, I try to tell him that I won't last much longer, that I'm close. But no matter how much I try, his weight bears down on me more and more. My claws extend and my toes curls even more as my balls pull up against my taint.
      The world around me dissolves as I unload my seed across my chest, marking myself with my own seed. It feels blissfully divine, cumming from sniffing the feline's backside. My whole body shakes violently as wave upon wave of pleasure washes through me, as I continue to breathe in my father's musk.
      "Oh fuck..." My father half whispers, shifting above me. "Did you just cream yourself?"
      As I slowly ebb out of the orgasm, I try to vocalise my response. "Mmhmm..."
      "Shit, kid. Does my ass smell that good?"
      I moan once again, letting my tongue roll out of my maw, before giving the cleft of his ass a long, deep lick. His ass tastes even better than it smells, making me shiver with pleasure. A small gasp escapes my father's maw, before he lets out a chuckle, shaking his rump side to side.
      "Fuck, yeah it does." He purrs out deeply, letting my snout continue to marinate in his sweat for a few seconds, before standing up.
      I gasp and huff softly, shivering as he moves around me, looking over my body once again. "P-please, dad... fuck me... I need you to fuck me..."
      "You sure, kid? This might be crossing the line a little."
      "Dad... I jizzed from sniffing your ass..." I huff out, shifting on the stone. "The line's far fucking gone!"
      "Good damn point."
      Moving down to my legs, I can only watch as my father slowly spreading my legs, lifting them up a little. Every little action makes me feel ever more vulnerable, my whole body on display, not only to my father, but to the whole area around us. Looking up to the older lion, I tremble as he sucks on a finger, moving his paw to my backside.
      "P-please... be gentle." I whisper softly, hoping that he knows better than to treat me gently.
      With a smirk, he brings his finger to my hole, letting the fingertip press against my hole for a second, before jamming the digit into my ass. I cry out loudly, my hole tightening around his finger, my toes curling as the lion starts to fuck me with his finger. It's rough, and fast, and truly blissful. My cries of pleasure settle into low moans of bliss, purring deeply from the pleasure radiating throughout my body.
      After a good minute or two of fucking me with his thick digit, my father pulls it out, licking his lips as he lines himself up with the cleft of my ass. Biting my lip, I huff out as he thrusts his length up and down my ass, grinding it against my hole. With each thrust, I want him in me more and more.
      "D-dad! Fuck! Please!" I cry out, shifting underneath him.
      "Please, what? Tell me what'cha want, kid." He purrs back at me, grinning wide as he looks down at me.
      "I-I need your cock in me! I'm so fucking empty!"
      He takes a few moments, letting me sink further into my desire, squirming morw and more on the boulder.
      "C'mon! Da-a-ad!" I whine, looking down at him with pleading eyes. "Just put it in!"
      With this, he slides his cock back a little, letting his tip press against my hole, making me huff out deeply. "You know... I'm not going to be gentle."
      "Fuck! Ravage me!"
      "Mmmph!" This sparks something in his eyes, something primal that he seems to hold back a little. "God fucking damn... you really are my son, aren't you."
      I bare my teeth and growl deeply, unable to hold my frustration back anymore. "Oh shove it in already!"
      This seems to light something inside of him, and he does exactly as I ask of him. Ramming his cock into me, he doesn't stop thrusting until the base of his cock grinds up against my rump. My eyes widen in shock as I roll my head back, crying out in pure pain and pleasure, being filled with more cock than I've ever been filled with before.
      I gasp for air just before he pulls himself back roughly. The air is forced out of my lungs once again, as he rams himself into me once again. Crying out again, I look down at my body, seeing his length bulge out my lower abdomen, a relatively large semi-sphere from my insides. Groaning out deeply, gutturally as I roll my head back as my father starts to fuck me.
      He builds up a rhythm that's rough, primal, and borderline bestial. His growls roll out from his throat and spill out from his maw, making me shiver from the sound alone. As he pounds himself down into my backside, forcing his length into me over and over. The pressure from inside me only makes me groan and growl harder, my ears folding back against my head. The pain starts to subside, being replaced by pure pleasure.
      But, after a minute or two of pounding my body, my father moves his paw to my maw, clamping my mouth shut, but keeping my nostrils clear for breath. His snout presses up to my ear, his voice low and filled with growls, each word filled with dominance.
      "Sorry, kid. You were getting a little loud." He growls out, baring his teeth a little in a small smile.
      I can only groan against his palm, his scent mixing in with the deep breaths of air I take in.
      He continues to pound my ass roughly, using my backside as a personal fleshlight, exactly as I always wanted to happen. With each thrust into my ass, all my brain can focus on is the pressure from inside me, pushing my lower abdomen out, before retracting back on the thrust out.
      Moaning out deeply through my nose, I shiver as I look to the side, focusing on the figures a little down the pathway, at the other side of the bridge. This makes me gasp and my body tighten in shock. They're both wolves, already having their lengths in their paws, jerking themselves of to the scene.  My eyes go wide as I realise they've definitely seen the both of us. I struggle against my father's paw, shaking as I writhe underneath my father's heavy body.
      "Nng! Mmhmmff! Mmhmm!" I moan out, my hole tightening around his length. But any attempt to get my father's attention goes unnoticed by the larger lion.
      "That's right, such a good boy..." He responds, kissing my neck softly, his hot breath rolling across my fur. "Want your father's cum, don't you?"
      I try again to get his attention, but he doesn't take notice. If anything, he goes a little faster and harder, ramming himself into me like a wild animal. My eyes roll back into my skull as I feel myself get closer to another orgasm, struggling with the extra pleasure washing through my body. With every thrust of my father's cock, every second of being watched, I feel ever more pleasure infiltrate my body.
      All until I groan deeply, toes curling, body trembling as I unload my seed in between our bodies. It's hot and sticky, and feels way too fucking good. My ass tightens even more around my father's cock, milking his length as he continues to thrust into me. A small part of me hates that this is how I find out I have a 'being watched' kink, that this wasn't a set up situation. But again, this being a random encounter... makes it a lot hotter.
      Trembling as the orgasm ebbs away from me, I relent and just lay across the boulder, letting my father use my body until he's finished. Huffing deeply, I feel him get closer and closer, his thrusts becoming more primal and instinctive. And then, it happens. He slams his hips against my ass one final time, his load finally fills my hole. Like before, it's a large load, one that's thick and creamy, filling my backside more and more.
      "That's it! Take it all!" He growls out into my ear, his hips grinding up against my rump.
      I shiver as he unloads his seed into me, groaning against his paw. As my mind melts from the pleasure of a cock well milked, I lick against his palm, grimacing at my kitty side is brought out. As his orgasm slowly ends, he pulls his paw away from my maw, I gasp and huff. It takes me a few moments, before my eyes go wide and I look to the side once again.
      "Oh shit!" I gasp, finding the canine pair at the other side of the bridge once again. "Company!"
      My father's body trembles as he follows my gaze, eyes focusing on the wolves as he brings his maw comes to my ear. "Let them jerk it to us, they might learn a thing or two on how to treat a man."
      "D-dad..." I whine, shifting myself to try and draw attention to my wrists. "Untie me..."
      "O-oh shit, sorry." He responds, finally undoing the ropes around my appendages. "Was still in the zone."
      I wrap my arms around his back as I bury my face into his thick chest fur, trying to hide my face from the canids.
      "Shy, huh?" Dad asks in a whisper, purring softly as he pulls me into a bear hug, before rolling the both of us onto our sides. "Don't worry, kid. I got you. We can wait till they leave."
      "I love you." I groan into his chest fur, being muffled slightly by his plump body and fur.
      "Love ya too, kid."