Note: This story features m/m and m/f, and this chapter is heavy on the sex again. There will be a bit more plot in the next part! (But I'm not leaving the erotica out either).
After their mutual declarations of love, Sam and Tom sat for a moment just staring into each other's eyes. With the edge taken off their lust it was easier for them to talk. Sam moved to sit beside Tom on the sofa, sitting close so he could feel their bodies touching, and taking Tom's hand so he could intertwine their fingers. There was something he really wanted to know, before he could continue making love to Tom like he wanted to.
'Did you send Tilly? I don't mind, I just want to know what happened.' He looked into Tom's eyes again and saw the answer before he spoke.
'Yes. Sorry, but I didn't know how to get through to you. I didn't tell her what to say, but she obviously did it somehow. I'll have to thank her later!'
'Me too,' Sam said, smiling. 'Don't you know what she said? You must have spoken to her after she was here.'
'I didn't get the chance. Dill was there and I didn't want him to get any details. She just made it clear she thought she'd done what she could and encouraged me to come see you. I have to admit, I wasn't expecting things to go quite so well.' Neither of them could resist smiling then, the recent blowjobs fresh in their minds, and also the awareness that they were both hard again.
Sam was amused that Tilly had been ambushed as well. 'Dill was in her room? Serves her right!' Tom looked puzzled at his comment so he continued. 'She made me tell her why I was resisting you, and then had a go about me denying myself something good, but I could tell she wasn't just talking about me. Apparently it's fine for her to stop him because she is only playing hard to get.'
Tom was surprised. 'I didn't think she liked him that way. It's pretty obvious he has a thing for her. Although, perhaps I should have realised when as soon as she saw him she forgot I was there and what she should have been telling me.' he gave a wry grin.
'I hope for his sake she's sticking to her deal. She said she'd let Dill have what he wanted if I let you. Mind you, I doubt she knows I caved.'
Tom gave him a sly and sexy grin. 'I'd be surprised if she didn't hear you howling.'
Sam went red. 'I was that loud?'
'Oh yes. And I can't wait any longer to see what other noises you make.' Tom leaned over and pulled Sam into his arms for another passionate kiss. He had been glad for a quiet moment between them, knowing they were comfortable with each other at last, but now he wanted something more physical, and he knew just what. Looking deep into Sam's eyes, he whispered. 'I want you Sam, I want that hard cock in me. Make love to me.' The passionate growl he got in response made it clear he was going to get just what he wanted, and he purred his pleasure at the thought, feeling his ass and his own cock twitch in anticipation.
'We need to go to my room.' said Sam. 'This couch isn't that comfy, and it'll be a lot more enjoyable in my bed. Race you!' he said smiling as he stood up quickly and changed into his wolf form.
'Come on pussycat, I can't wait to have you spread out on my bed so I can lick you all over.'
He opened the door and ran off down the corridor, glad of the headstart knowing that the cat was quicker.
Tom was much slower to move, amazed at the change in Sam from the man who had kept his want under wraps for so long to the teasing lover who wanted him in his bed. Even as he changed he shuddered at the thought of being licked all over. In his cat form he ran down the corridor, seeing Sam was already on the stairs. His body was lighter and quicker although his stride was shorter, so he didn't manage to catch up to Sam until they were nearly outside his bedroom door. He leapt into the air and rolled, taking Sam with him so they arrived at the foot of the bed in a tangle of limbs and fur.
Sam the wolf was surprised at being caught like that, but knew how much cats liked to play with their mates. His face was right next to Tom's and he stared into the cats eyes, wondering how he still found this a turn on. It was the eyes, he decided. Although the pupils were narrower they were still the same beautiful blue he saw when Tom was a man. He couldn't resist using his long tongue to lick Tom's face, and was rewarded by a mewl and some kitten licks to his own muzzle. He didn't want to stay like this though, and he started to shift form, and as soon as Tom noticed he changed as well.
Sam became aware of how uncomfortable the hard floor was, especially in the strange position he was in tangled up with Tom. 'I thought this was about us getting more comfortable, so how come I'm worse off than on the sofa?' he said, with a hint of complaint that wasn't very serious.
'Sorry, but we are at least a lot closer than on the sofa.' replied Tom, leaning forward for a quick kiss before straightening out his limbs, and clambering up onto the bed. He looked intently at Sam. 'Now, about you licking me all over...' he left the sentence unfinished as he lay back and spread himself on the large bed.
Sam growled again and jumped up from the floor onto the bed so fast that Tom was propelled slightly into the air which started him laughing. Sam silenced him with a passionate kiss that ensured they were both rock hard again. After a few moments he raised himself up to look at Tom, and heard himself groan at the sight of the beautiful and sexy man spread out waiting for him to pleasure him. He didn't want to wait a moment longer. His tongue moved to lick along Tom's neck and the purring started up again. Sam smiled, loving the fact that he could do that to his mate.
He kissed and licked his way along Tom's neck and chest, stopping when he reached a nipple and softly biting on it, hearing a moan of desire. He could feel his own cock dripping and had to rein in his own lust to make sure this was good for Tom, although he didn't doubt he was enjoying it so far. He rolled over a little so he could reach the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of lube from the drawer. Tom noticed the lack of attention even though it was only a moment, and when Sam turned back Tom was smiling at him, clearly having noticed what he had fetched, and glad that he was going to get what he had asked for.
Tom lay back and watched Sam squeeze some lube into his fingers, shivering in anticipation of feeling them inside him. Sam moved back to him for another kiss and he responded eagerly, enjoying the feel of the toned and hairy body on top of him pressing him back into the bed. He ran his hands over the toned back as he had wanted to do so many times, and when one of his hands moved into Sam's hair he became frustrated at not being able to run his fingers through it and pulled out the tie holding it up, instantly feeling the cascade of hair falling across their faces. He heard an amused rumble from Sam. He was loving the kisses but wanted more, and suddenly realised he didn't have to stop kissing to let him know.
'You gonna stick something in me any time soon?'
he thought, frustrated by the lack of action. He felt Sam start at hearing him.
'Forgot we could do this. I've never been with a were before. Patience is a virtue you know.'
'Sod virtue. I want you to take me, now!'
He heard Sam's laughter, but knew his request was granted when he felt a hand on his balls, caressing them gently, and then giving his shaft a few slow strokes before it moved lower. He started to moan and writhe when he felt the first touch of a finger at his opening. It felt good, but it was even better when it slipped inside him. He caught his breath slightly at a moment of discomfort, but it was only a split second and when Sam started to move his hand Tom was already desperate for more.
'Please Sam, hurry it up. I've been waiting long enough.'
