12. Bear

Chapter 12

The following morning, Bear arrived at the academy's combat gym with a smile on his face. He may have been about to do some truly hard sparring with Taine in the MMA ring, but Bear was feeling happy – and it didn't go unnoticed either…

‘Right, I'm guessing you've got news?' Taine laughed, removing his t-shirt so that he was standing in nothing but his fighting mitts and a pair of tight MMA shorts. ‘I'd know that kind of smile anywhere…'

Bear attempted to brush Taine off as he removed his hoodie and sweatpants before putting on his own fighting shorts and mitts. But if Bear thought that he was going to be able to get away from Taine's inquisitive mind, then he had another thing coming.

‘Dude… don't try and ignore me,' Taine laughed, firing out a warning jab in Bear's direction as the pair of them stepped into the ring. ‘You're going to need to spill the beans on the boy. And I think we all know which boy I'm talking about too.'

‘After,' Bear growled, circling the ring and stretching out his arms before moving into a low lunge to help loosen up his quads and hamstrings. ‘We've got sparring to do.'

Bear knew that he would eventually give in and tell Taine what he wanted to know, but now wasn't the time. The last thing that Bear wanted was to give Taine any kind of edge in sparring. It might have been a spar between friends, but both Bear and Taine had enough testosterone to power a herd of elephants and things were likely to get very competitive, very soon.

‘Suit yourself,' Taine replied, showing off his impressive flexibility by aiming five rapid fire head-height kicks up into the air. ‘But I'm expecting the full lowdown when we hit our protein drinks afterward.'

Bear nodded and the two men began to work.

Taine was the professional fighter with the skillset, fight IQ, and natural talent in abundance. Bear on the other hand had size, power, and street fighting skills on his side. And it wasn't long before the two of them were going all-out in an attempt to gain dominance.

As the two men wrestled, jabbed, and kicked their way through three rounds of intense sparring, Bear felt himself driven on by the feel of combat. It might have been a semi-controlled spar, but there was something about going up against a dangerous opponent like Taine that brought Bear's natural instincts to the fore.

At the sound of the final buzzer, Bear returned to his corner and glugged down a huge amount of water. With Taine doing similar, Bear realized how the pair of them were natural born fighters. And while they might both have been academy instructors, to deny their true selves was never going to work out in the long run.

I can't ignore Dante's offer.

It's who I am.

It's what I am…

‘You're thinking about how much you love the real action, aren't you?' Taine asked, walking over toward Bear and playfully slapping him on his shoulder. ‘I know the feeling. It's why I had to take on board Jack's offer of going pro again. It never leaves you. And I'm guessing it's on your mind right now…'

‘Dante's offer,' Bear replied, wiping his hulking body down with a small towel. ‘He needs an answer. And I need to decide who I want to be. I can't half-ass it. I have to make the right call.'

‘Because of the boy?' Taine asked, arching his eyebrow.

‘Yup, that's it,' Bear replied. ‘I think it could be getting pretty real. You know, all the way kind of real.'

Taine smiled. He had been in that position with Donovan. Except Taine returning to becoming a professional fighter alongside being an academy instructor wasn't the same as the choice that Bear was facing up to. Far from it, in fact.

‘Come on, let's bounce,' Bear said. ‘And don't worry, I'll tell you all about what me and the boy got up to…'

Bear and Taine fist-bumped and headed toward the shower.

Of course, Bear wouldn't reveal everything that he and Olivier had done, certainly not without checking with Olivier that he was cool with divulging those kinds of details. But even the mention of it to Taine sent an electric charge through Bear. The sparring session might have been tough, but it was going to be even tougher to get through his shower without springing up an almighty boner.

The coffee with Taine had been fun, and in a case of perfect timing, Bear and Olivier found that they were headed toward the academy exit at just the perfect time to leave together too.

Olivier had worked diligently through a session of theory work and data analysis. Bear wasn't the kind of bodyguard who thought that everything came down to street knowledge. He truly believed in a scientific approach too, where necessary. And it was highly satisfying to see that Olivier had listened to his instructions and carried them out to a tee. It was a great sign of progress, and made Bear feel like he was really getting somewhere with Olivier's development.

The car journey back to Bear's place had been full of chat, stories, and charged moments too. It was clear that after the previous night's fun and games, a boundary had been crossed and well and truly left in the rearview mirror.

‘So, you feel like pizza?' Bear asked, standing in his kitchen and picking up a takeaway menu.

‘You don't have an app for pizza instead?' Olivier teased, rolling his eyes but somehow still looking adorable in his Ice Bears academy t-shirt and shorts.

‘I'm old school, boy,' Bear laughed. ‘You should have picked up on that by now.'

‘You're definitely old,' Olivier said, provocatively poking his tongue out in Bear's direction. ‘I mean, can I even believe you when you say you're forty-one?'

Bear growled.

The boy was seemingly on mission to sass himself into a spanking.

‘I'll have you over my lap and spank you until the pizza delivery boy gets here,' Bear said. ‘And then when he arrives you can show him your bright red butt.'

‘I can think of worse things,' Olivier giggled, provocatively turning and lowering his shorts and briefs mid-way down his perfectly peachy ass cheeks.

Bear felt his cock hardening. There was no point in resisting any longer. The pizza could wait. As far as Bear was concerned there was only one thing he wanted to eat, and it was staring right at him.

In the blink of an eye, Bear was towering over Olivier and positioning him up against the kitchen wall. Bear began by kissing Olivier's neck before fully removing the boy's shorts and briefs, taking them down to his ankles and then totally off.

‘Daddy, are you going to…' Olivier gasped, his own question answered as Bear parted his strong, supple ass cheeks.

Bear's eyes widened at the sight of Olivier's ass hole, and he wasted no time in burying his face deep. As Bear flicked and swirled his tongue to the sound of Olivier's soft moans, he reached around and took Olivier's petite but rock-hard cock in one hand and began to pulse his fist.

Bear could tell from Olivier's whimpers of delight that he was enjoying himself. There was something so hot about knowing that Olivier was so willingly submitting to him – and it was made hotter still by the size difference between them. Olivier had a strong, athletic body and a rock-hard dick to go with it. But there was no denying that the boy was smaller than Bear in each and every sense – and Bear loved that more than anything.

The idea of being so much more powerful and physically bigger than Olivier made Bear feel like even more of a natural Daddy Dom than ever. And the fact that his Little was full of sass and spirit just made his submission all the more of a turn-on.

‘Daddy, my dick… it feels good,' Oliver said, his voice high-pitched and clearly in a state of high arousal. ‘My…'

‘I don't want any spurts just yet,' Bear said, momentarily pulling his mouth away from Olivier's ass and playfully slapping the boy's cock from side to side. ‘I want you right on the edge. But no further. Got it?'

‘Yes, Daddy,' Olivier said. ‘I want you to fuck me. Make me yours, Daddy. Do whatever you want to me. No protection. Fuck me and cum inside me.'

With Olivier's words spurring him on, Bear set his tongue back to work.

Bear may have been enjoying the taste and sensation of eating Olivier's perfect ass, but his mission was clear – this was about the boy. It was about giving Olivier a night he would never, ever forget.

‘Now hold those cheeks open for Daddy,' Bear grunted, standing up and removing his clothes. ‘Spread ‘em wide. Daddy's going to give you everything.'