Discovery – Part One by Ladyholder

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Art by Polaris

Tony pulled the soft-sided pet carrier he used to transport Loki around out of the car. From the way his cat was carrying on, he wasn’t happy with being carted around. “Stop your bitching, Fuzzbutt. You need to get groomed. There are drifts of fluff in the house, and I’m sick of using the rollers to clean my clothes!”

From the yowling his cat was doing, he didn’t care about his clothes. Tony huffed as he hauled him into the groomers. “Be glad I didn’t break out your leash and make you walk into this place, you fuzzy little bastard,” he bitched quietly. “You’d have to deal with the dog’s head on. Dogs aren’t nearly as polite as shifters are. Someone would have shoved their nose up your butt, and then what? You’d have been all up in their business, and it would not have been good. This is the better option.”

Loki didn’t seem to believe him as he continued to bitch about the journey.

When he set the carrier on the counter, he carefully unzipped one side of it to slide his hand in so he could pet Loki and calm him down. The bitching trailed off as the cat started stropping his head all over his fingers before trapping his hand between his paws to start cleaning them. Tony grimaced as he felt Loki’s tongue moving over his skin before he sneezed. “Ew.”

“I’ll let you wash your hands before you go, Tony!” his groomer called. She had a husky on her grooming table, and the dog was singing the song of his people as she ran a brush through his fur. “Hurricane, the brush isn’t hurting you. Calm down!”

“Someone named a husky, Hurricane? Wow,” Tony said with a chuckle. He glanced at the dog and smirked as it danced and complained. “He’s very pretty.”

“He is, and he knows it,” Anne, the receptionist, said. “Thankfully, he’s got good manners and doesn’t get stroppy. He just likes to complain.”

“So does this one,” Tony said with a nod towards the carrier. “I’ve given him baths at home, and he just moans like he’s being tortured, but he doesn’t use his claws.”

“Oh, we know. You’ve got a drama king there,” Marlene, his groomer, said. She had finished her brushing and was shaving out the husky’s paw pads. “What do you want done to his highness there?”

“It’s getting into spring, he’s a long-haired cat, and he needs to be thoroughly deshed. Also, I want his sanitary areas shaved, along with his pantaloons, so he’s not dragging them into his litter,” Tony said promptly. “I clip his nails at home and did so right before we left for this, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

“Great. And I know he’s food motivated, so I can distract him with some treats,” Marlene said with a smile. “Do you want him spritzed with a cologne?”

“No,” Tony said with a grimace. “I can’t stand the smell, and he seems to hate the taste when he grooms himself.”

“Okay, sounds like a plan. Should take about two hours,” Marlene said. She huffed as Hurricane bumped into her. “Am I ignoring you?”

From the way the dog was talking to her, he obviously felt he had been ignored. She laughed softly as she gave him a quick pet before unhooking his leash from the stand. “Let me take this guy back to his kennel, and then I’ll pick up Loki.”

“Sounds good,” Tony said. He left his hand in the carrier for Loki to molest and wriggled his fingers to keep the little shit interested and quiet.

When Marlene came back out, she peeked into the carrier and laughed softly as she saw where his hand was. “He’s got you good, doesn’t he?”

“He does,” Tony confirmed. “Good thing he’s cute.”

“Yup. That’s what normally saves the little stinkers,” she said fondly. “Go ahead and pull your hand out. I’ll take him back and get him started.”

Tony pulled his hand out and quickly zipped the carrier shut before handing it over to Marlene. “Now. Sink?” Anne laughed softly before pointing at the setup bolted to the back of the grooming salon. “Thank you!”

A quick scrub meant that his skin was clean, and he waved on his way out the door. He had two hours, and he needed groceries. Which meant he was going to be shopping on a Saturday. Fuck his life.

“I need a twelve-pound roast,” Tony decided. He’d decided that the butcher was going to be his last stop before picking up Loki, and he had plenty of room in the cooler for the meat he’d decided to pick up. There was the full moon run to buy for, and also what he’d need for normal meals with Mike. “I also want two T-bones, two pounds of the fajita meat, and two of the salmon steaks.”

“Getting a lot of meat this week, sir,” the butcher observes as he starts pulling the meat Tony wants out of the cases. “Do you want me to add any marinades to this?”

“No, I think we’re good with them as they are,” Tony decided after several seconds of thought. “Since we’re leading up to the full moon, I’m planning on some protein-heavy meals.”

The butcher hummed as he weighed out the salmon steaks that Tony had pointed to before moving on to the next item on the list. “Sounds good. You can’t really go wrong with a good roast. Prime rib or tri-tip?”

“They both cook in about the same amount of time, so it’s more about taste,” Tony muttered as he stared at the two cuts the butcher was pointing to. “I like prime rib more than tri-tip, so we’ll go with that.”

“Sounds good, sir,” the butcher said. He quickly wrapped up the roast that Tony had decided on and slapped the label on to seal the package. “All done, sir. Shall we get you totaled up?”

“Yup,” Tony confirmed. He checked his watch and nodded. He had twenty minutes to get back to the groomer to pick Loki up and then head home.

Checkout was easy enough, and he paid for the meat without a wince before packing it away in the cooler. The drive back to the groomers was easy enough, and he found a parking spot close to it without having to circle the block. Tony quickly took it and made sure to lock the car up as he headed to pick up his spoiled rotten pet.

As he got closer to the building, he could hear Marlene chattering at the pet on her table, and her voice was calm and upbeat. When he opened the door, he saw she had Loki on the table, and he was sprawled out as she ran a brush through his fur. “He looks good.”

When Loki heard his voice, he sat up and yowled at him before trying to eel out of Marlene’s arms to head for him. She chuckled softly as she quickly got him back into his carrier and zipped it up as he made his displeasure with her actions known. “He was pretty good through the whole thing. Anne will check you out.”

“Sounds good,” Tony agreed. He quickly paid for Loki’s spa day and took the carrier from Marlene. “Thank you. I’ll call for another appointment as I know what my schedule is doing.”

“Thanks, Tony. He didn’t fight at all, the shave happened without drama, and he ignored the dogs when he got washed. It was all good,” Marlene reported.

“Good to know,” Tony said. He waved as he headed out after paying and headed out for his car. Loki was still making his displeasure known, and Tony laughed softly at the looks he was getting. “Stop griping, your highness. We’ll be home soon.”

Loki didn’t seem to believe him.

Tony quickly phoned Mike as he waited for the car to start to cool down. “Hey Tony!”

“Hey, Mike. I’m headed home from the groomer, and Loki is looking 1000% better than he did,” Tony reported. “I also picked up the week’s groceries. Since you’re currently camped out on my couch, I think you need to help me carry them up.”

“How about I carry Loki, and you schlep the food?” Mike counteroffers.

“Not a hope in hell,” Tony said before pulling into traffic. From the laugh Mike let out, he had expected that response. “I can’t leave Loki in the car until we get everything in, so he’s going up with the veggies. If I leave him with the meat, he’ll try to eat it because the little shit has figured out doors, and I’m sure he can figure out the cooler too.”

“If you leave him in his carrier?” Mike suggested.

“Ha. NO. I don’t want my neighbors thinking I’m torturing the little brat,” Tony said. Loki took that moment to complain from his carrier on the back seat. “You carry on worse than a set of bagpipes going full tilt, Fuzzbutt! It’s a damn good thing I’ve got insulation and white noise generators set up.”

From the way Mike was laughing, it was clear he was enjoying the drama they were generating. To be fair, so was Tony.

“Fine, I’ll snag the carrier and some of the bags. He leaves vegetables alone, so we can use that to get the rest of the food in,” Mike said with a huff. “I’m going to start making room in the fridge and the pantry.”

“I got a massive roast, so make sure that there’s room in the freezer for it,” Tony said. He checked the area and traffic before grimacing. “I’m about a half hour out.”

“Plenty of time for me to get everything ready,” Mike assured. “Drive safe.”

“Will do,” Tony said. He smiled as Mike ended the call and kept his attention focused on the road. “Almost home, Loki.”

From the moaning, Loki didn’t believe him.

“And that’s the last of everything put away,” Mike said as he closed the door to the pantry. “Why did you buy twenty pounds of potatoes?”

“I’m doing mashed potatoes with the roast, a cream of potato soup, and a set of baked potatoes to go with the T-bones,” Tony said. He hummed softly as he finished writing down the menu for the week on the whiteboard he had hung on the fridge.

“Can werewolves get fat?” Mike asked the world at large. He walked over to rest his chin on Tony’s shoulder. “Are you trying to get us fat?”

“If I feed you enough, you might be slow enough to catch easily,” Tony mused. He smiled as he leaned back into Mike, as he stared at the menu. “We’ve got the full moon run this Saturday, and I’m not on call. The last I knew, your schedule said that you’d be here, and so will the rest of our pack.”

“So, the alpha part of you that wants to take care of us all says to feed us up?” Mike asked. He wrapped his arms around Tony’s waist and snuggled close. “You got asparagus, but not a lot. How about we have that with the salmon and maybe mixed into the soup?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Tony agreed. “We can have roasted broccoli with the roast to go with the potatoes and gravy. Add in some good fresh sourdough, and we’re set.”

“I’m game. I just can’t bake,” Mike warned.

“I noticed when you served me hockey pucks for scones last week,” Tony teased. “And they were a mix too.”

“I have no idea how that happened,” Mike protested. He sounded amused to Tony, and he certainly smelled amused. “I followed the directions!”

“At least you can be trusted to grill meat,” Tony said. He hooked the pen on the board and turned around in Mike’s arms. He pressed a firm kiss to his partner’s lips before looking into the living room to check on Loki. His cat was curled up in his cat tree, sleeping. “Let’s go to bed.”

“Oh, playing hooky on a work day?” Mike asked with a grin. “Let’s go.”

“We took a vacation day, Mike,” Tony said with a laugh as he was picked up and tossed over his partner’s shoulder. “Caveman.”

“You like it,” Mike said as he walked into his bedroom. “And I like getting my hands on you.”

“I like it too,” Tony said softly. He patted Mike’s ass once before he slid one of his hands into his back pocket and squeezed. From the muffled yelp Mike let out, Tony had managed to take him off guard. “Nice ass.”

“You’re a shit,” Mike said before he dumped him onto the bed. “Gonna get naked?”

Tony watched as Mike started stripping before he rolled off the bed and started taking off all his clothes. “Totally naked.”

“The faster you’re naked, the faster I can get started fucking you,” Mike said. He got down to his skivvies, and Tony pushed his own off before falling back onto the bed.

“Beat you,” Tony said with a grin. He was hard and starting to leak precum as he stared at Mike. He licked his lips as he took in the perfection that was his partner. Mike was broader and thicker with muscle than Tony, and he was able to use all of that to drive Tony out of his mind. It was fantastic.

“So you did,” Mike agreed. He reached out and snagged the duvet. “Lift up so I can pull this out from under you.”

“Or I can just roll off and let you take it off?” Tony offered as he rolled to the side. He snagged the lube and chucked it onto the bed. “I’m going to grab one of my towels.”

“Okay,” Mike said as he folded the duvet so it was out of the way before he snagged the top sheet to pull it out of the way. When Tony tossed him the towel, he spread it out before patting it. “Now. Get on here so I can have my wicked way with you.”

“Okay,” Tony said before he rolled back on the bed until he was centered on the towel. He spread his arms and legs until he was fully spread-eagled. “I’m all yours.”

Mike hummed in satisfaction as he ran his hands up Tony’s legs until he cupped his ass. “You are,” he said. Tony took a deep breath and basked in the lust that was pouring off his lover. When Mike leaned forward and sucked his cock into his mouth, Tony moaned.

He didn’t try to stifle the sounds coming out of his throat, and it was only Mike’s hands on his hips that kept him still. Mike was intent on his task, and Tony could feel the pleasure bubbling and rippling through his body, and he twitched when Mike deep-throated him. “I’m going to cum.”

“You can do that,” Mike said after he pulled off his cock. “I’m still going to fuck you.”

“Oh, god,” Tony said in anticipation. He didn’t always like it when he was overstimulated and then fucked, but it sounded absolutely amazing right then. “Yes.”

“Then cum,” Mike said before he pulled his cock back in.

Tony pulled in a deep breath and stopped fighting the pleasure until it whited out his brain. As he slowly came back to himself, he could feel Mike slowly stretching his ass open. He clenched down slightly before he hummed in satisfaction as Mike added another finger. “Fuck me.”

“I will,” Mike promised. He pulled his fingers free and wiped them clean on the towel before snagging the lube to spread some onto his cock. “I wonder if I can make you cum again?”

“Oh,” Tony gasped as Mike slowly slipped into his body. The pleasure that had been ebbing spiked, and he rocked into the invasion of his body. “I’m sure you can. If you work at it.”

“If I work at it,” Mike repeats before he starts doing his best to drive Tony mad.

Tony laughs softly as he clenched down on Mike’s cock. “Oh, god, you feel good.”

“So do you,” Mike said with a grunt. He pushed his cock into his body, and Tony could feel the slight catch of his knot as his partner got closer to orgasm. That had been a mind fuck the first time he’d realized what it was, but now he loved the change. It felt amazing from both sides.

When Mike’s knot slipped in for the last time and expanded, Tony clenched down on it and savored the pressure it lavished on his prostate. Mike moaned softly before pushing forward again, and Tony shuddered as his pleasure spiked and he came again. Mike followed him as his body clenched down on him, and Tony smiled as his lover slumped over him.

He wrapped his arms around Mike and held him tight. It would be several minutes before Mike’s knot went down, and he was determined to savor the weight of his lover. Tony pressed a kiss against Mike’s temple and savored the warmth his lover was giving off.