25. Epilogue: Todd

Six months later

The sun blasted into the room, waking me up at too early an hour. I rolled over and buried my face into Larry's side. I did love his apartment and this soft, cushy bed. And this was going to be a great Saturday morning. But maybe some coffee first.

We were in such a great place in our relationship. I no longer feared being in an actual-real-adult relationship with him. I loved him so much, and it was more than obvious that he felt the same.

I rubbed my hand down his chest, flicking a nipple and lingering in his belly button. I scratched along his treasure trail and lower. Lower. His morning wood was strong and ready for me, and I couldn't resist sliding down that sexy body. I flicked my tongue over his crown, the way I knew he loved, and he moaned his pleasure. I sucked that thick cock into my mouth.

"Todd…"

"Mmm…" I didn't stop to respond past that. Why would I?

"Fuck…"

I worked him over, knowing exactly what to do to drive him crazy. I kneaded his balls and fingered his taint and…

Boom! Breakfast of champions!

He came hard and fast.

Then he growled as if he were the pup. "Get up here."

I willingly crawled up to him, and we snuggled a bit, but then he started playing with my ass. As much as I now knew what made him crazy, he also knew what made me go nuts. And running his finger down my crack was a great start.

He flipped me over and nibbled my neck. "I want to fuck you so hard, pup."

I whined in response, and Larry pulled away to grab the lube.

We weren't using condoms anymore, having been tested twice, not that either of us had many previous partners, and we felt secure with being monogamous. And I couldn't wait to feel his hard cock inside me again with nothing between us but the lube, which he squeezed over my balls and taint. "You're so messy."

"You love it."

I did. I squirmed around as he started working me over. "Hold still, pup."

I yipped at him, and he held me down. Who knew I'd love that? But I seemed to love everything Larry did, and since I let go of my fears and defeatist attitude, everything was sunshine.

Eventually, he stopped playing and pushed that big head through my ring. He must have bounced back fast because he was rock hard and pushing in and out in no time. I thrust along with him until he leaned back and spread my legs with an ankle in each hand. Then he pounded me furiously to his own rhythm.

It didn't take long before I reached down and grabbed my cock. I slipped down to my balls and wiped up some of the spare lube to stroke myself with.

"Do it. Come for me, pup," Larry growled out and watched as I jacked my dick.

Damn, I loved that too, and in another second, I was coming. Spraying all over both of us with stars bursting and blurring my vision. "Fuck!"

Then Larry jerked and grunted, and I felt his release, hot and heavy in my ass, filling me up. It was beyond anything I thought I would ever have or thought I would love so much.

I sighed as he pulled out. He kissed my forehead and moved to get up, but I didn't want him to go yet. "Wait. We both have to shower in a minute. So stay."

"Okay." He snuggled back down beside me, and we wrapped up together, grabbing each other and tangling our legs together. "Nice way to wake up."

"Yeah…" I couldn't argue with him on that one. In fact, I didn't argue with him much anymore.

We lay together until the alarm went off, and even then, I groaned, not wanting to get up. Then he reminded me it was puppy mosh day! That had me getting up and in the shower with Larry hot on my heels.

We ate breakfast sandwiches on the way to Tam-PAH headquarters and drank a little coffee. But I was about to spend the next few hours rolling around with my pup-brothers, so I didn't overdo it.

And that's exactly how the day went. Larry helped me get my gear on. And I dove into the play with everything I had. Jax and Royce were still my brothers, despite my deception on that cruise. They were frustrated with me for lying and keeping things from them about how I felt. But they didn't hold it against me. They were as understanding and forgiving as they could be, but they also said how much of a dumbass I was. After all, I almost threw Larry away because of it. Thankfully, Levi helped me pull my head out of my ass, and we were all good now. Especially me and Larry.

The day was fun, wrestling with Royce and Jax and chasing each other around. I even played tug of war with a rope toy against Royce. Of course, human-pups used their hands for that, and Royce won. Then we fought over the rope until Jax literally dog-piled us.

Then Larry made sure I got my treats and water. He called me good boy. I could see the love in his eyes when he said it, making it even better.

After the play date, we picked up lunch and went home.

Larry was trying so hard on all of the pup-play, and I didn't want to do any of it without him anymore. I'd found my handler, despite myself. Since we returned from that crazy cruise, Larry supported me in other ways as well. He helped me with my job search, and I had some great interviews. And ended up accepting a job at the firm Royce used to work at and where Royce's sister, Brianna, still worked. After the cruise, I had two follow up interviews with them, and the offer was incredible. And through all that turmoil, Larry had been fantastic.

Even better, Larry was working with me on creating my own business, which I worked as a side gig. Yep, BlenderParty.com was born. I made instructional videos on how to make my drinks and posted them online where people could view them—for a small subscription fee. Plus, I did live webcasts and private parties, which paid better. I never thought making daiquiris and margaritas could be a business, but Larry saw something I hadn't. And it wasn't the drinks. I wasn't making a ton of money on it yet, but Larry helped me create a business plan to grow it into something more. And I was going to enjoy it, money or not.

Also, I could now afford my apartment on my own without a roommate, which was great because since Levi moved out, I hadn't interviewed any new roommates. I didn't want to, either.

I looked out the window as we drove along Bayshore, almost home, and enjoyed the sparkling sunshine on the water. It made me love my pup-name even more. Since we'd been together, everything felt like sunshine. Like it was finally and truly me. "Larry?"

"Yes, dear?"

I smiled hard at the endearment. It sounded like something you would call someone in a long-term relationship, like when the couple had been together for twenty years, not six months. All the same, it warmed my heart and proved my point. "I love you."

I watched the smile stretch across Larry's face. "That's fantastic."

I scowled. He could still be a sarcastic ass. "You think?"

"Yeah, you want to know why?"

I had no idea where he was going, but I kind of liked his playful side. "I think you should enlighten me, dear." Was he fucking with me here?

"Because I love you, too. So much." He reached over and grabbed my thigh. "So much, in fact, that I have a very important question to ask you."

What the hell was he talking about? "What's that?"

"Will you move in with me? I know you can do it on your own, and we can arrange this however you want. But I love you and don't want one more morning waking up without you."

I contained my squeal. It was like he read my mind. "Well, dear. That's a damn good thing because I feel the same way."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

He parked the car in his spot and turned to me. "Is that a yes?"

I couldn't stop smiling. "Yes." I crawled over onto his lap and kissed him. It wasn't chaste, either. It was tongues and roaming hands and passion like I'd never known.

"We better get upstairs," Larry suggested, breathing hard.

"Yeah."

"Come on, Sunshine. Let's go make love." I had never heard anything better.

And I didn't regret one damn thing.

~End