A Lion's Tail and a Bear's Hug: chapter 3
#3 of A Lion's Tail and a Bear's Hug
So yeah. Here's the next chapter for those of you who want to read it. This was previously called ursus leonis (i.e. "the lion's bear" in latin) but I got bored of the name. Anyway sorry its so short after a whole week I'm just sooo busy, especailly with school, rugby and my mate. Um, yeah, any criticism is welcome because I can see it bad but I need to see where to improve >< Anyway, I hope you can somehow enjoy it ...
Oh yeah, I wasn't sure if this was bad enough to be classed as adult or not so could someone please let me know.
A Lion's Tail and a Bear's Hug
Chapter 3: The back road of regret
The bear cringed briefly at the question.
"I think your place would be better" the bear sighed. This would be so much easier if my dad wasn't a prick. I mean my stepmum would understand I'm sure but dad wouldn't react well. Besides I should really break it to him slowly. It would be kind of harsh to say dad I'm gay and here's my boyfriend oh and he's almost four years younger than me. Nah, break it slow Bjorn. Gay, then maybe let him know you have a boyfriend but until then just keep it quiet, mmm.... Wait what? Boyfriend? Special someone maybe but.... Boyfriend hmmm?
Lejon looked slightly worried
"Any reason why or would you rather not talk about it?" The lion asked shyly, tentatively reaching out to rub the bears big paw.
The bear sighed again.
"Well, the truth is, I only realised I was gay a few months back, it was thanks to the help of my friends. Yeah you may think 20 is a bit late to realise I'm gay but I'm sure it's not a phase in case you're wondering. I've always had "leanings" I was just too lazy to follow them through and conclude that I was gay but as I said it was my friends who helped me come to terms and I'll always be thankful to them for that. Thing is, cos it was only recently that I realised I was gay, I haven't really had a chance to tell that many people. I mean I don't mind telling them, I don't really think it's anything to be afraid of, but at the moment only my mum, the furs on the forum and a few close friends from uni. However, my dad is, quite frankly, a prick. I kinda hate him but I wouldn't say it to his face. I mean I've heard him joking about with friend's saying he'd disown his son i.e. me if he found out I was gay. So yeah, that makes me feel really loved, and after all he's put my mum through..." Bjorn growled angrily and clenched and unclenched his paws. "I'm waiting to tell him to his face that I'm gay, but recently he's been kinda busy. I just want to see the look on his face when I tell him that I want to stick my cock in the hard back of a real man." The bear chuckled slightly. Lejon said nothing at first then started chuckling too.
"So you think you're gonna get your big bear cock up me, eh?" Lejon said with a devilish grin. "What? Do I look like a bottom to you?" _ Although fair play to you for using the word "man". I hate when people call me a kid. I still forget that I'm 17 sometimes, well, all the time. I mean compared to most people my age I'm so much more independent and mature that I feel more like 20. So bonus points to you, sexy. But now I'm curious, how will you respond to my little curveball?_
"To me? Yes" The bear said sticking out his tongue at the lion, who smiled back sweetly in return.
"Well we'll see what happens in the future mi oso." Ha! Good answer my bear. Honesty is the best policy especially combined with humour. "Anyway, I guess it's my place for tonight, eh? Oh and I'm sorry but it's not exactly the most crime free area of London, so if you don't want to come that's fine, I seriously wouldn't blame you. I mean the dinner's been lovely and you don't need to-"
Bjorn stopped Lejon halfway through his sentence by putting his claw gently around his muzzle and closing it shut.
"Lejon, I don't care, as long as I'm with you I'm happy." The bear grinned and nuzzled Lejon eliciting a grin from the lion as well. Oh you're so good. Lejon thought to himself grinning even more and nuzzling the bear back.
"Alright then come on, Bjorn" Lejon took Bjorn's larger brown paw in his smaller golden one and lead him to the bus stop to get to his house. Outside of the restaurant there were no public displays of affection. Lejon knew that those in the restaurant wouldn't mind, he hated to say it but there was a difference in classes, they were well off and often quite accepting of gay furs. But those out on the street, the kind that couldn't afford to eat in restaurants, they were a different matter. Maybe its cos they're not happy. Lejon thought Maybe when they see someone who's gay and see how happy a fur of the same sex can make them they just get jealous. But it still gives them no right to do what they do. And if they even think of touching my boyfriend Lejon growled and clenched his paws into fists He saw Bjorn looked at him slightly concerned but Lejon just smiled innocently back and the bear's face returned to its happy composure. Wait, did I say boyfriend? Is Bjorn my boyfriend? No, Lejon don't rush things that never works well you've seen it in all those movies and read it in all those stories
The bus was on time to both furs' surprise and they went to the top deck. It was practically empty so they sat in the middle. There were two other furs up there too, but Bjorn and Lejon decided to take no notice of them. The two males cuddled each other throughout the bus journey while Lejon gave a poor quality tour guide to his bear, who smiled and chuckled nonetheless.
Eventually they got to their destination, a shabby run down area of town. Bjorn could see some council flats from the top deck of the bus. The poor people who live in those. It must be hell. I guess even though I have a prick for a dad I'm still kinda lucky. The two furs were walking down the main road when Lejon turned down an alley. Bjorn looked about him furtively; he hated these kinds of places. He'd seen too many people be hurt because they'd thought they'd be ok going down places like this. Bjorn stood still and Lejon felt himself suddenly trying to pull a concrete pillar.
"Bjorn it'll be alright. See? The end of the alley is less than a hundred meters and it leads straight onto a main road. We'll be fine" The bear wasn't satisfied and the look in his eyes showed it. He looked at the alleyway as if he already saw a gang of men with knives waiting to stab him.
"Pleeease Lejon. I really don't want to. I've had too many bad experiences with places like this." The bear pleaded. But Lejon took his paw resolutely.
"Come on Bjorn. We've got to face those fears. Lejon pulled as hard as he could, and despite Bjorn's best efforts, the lion, who was much stronger than he looked, pulled the bear down the dark alley. Bjorn immediately quickened his pace to get out of the alley as fast as he could but Lejon slowed down. "Where you heading Bjorn? There's nothing to worry about."
As if he had just set up his own jinx he heard a voice from a few metres behind them.
"Hey faggots. Come here we want to talk to you for a second." Bjorn and Lejon looked around to see a German shepherd and a wolf. They both wore black jackets. The wolf was black as well and the German shepherd was a light brown.
Oh hell no Lejon thought I'm such an idiot. Why does this always happen to me? WHY DO I ALWAYS MAKE SO MANY FUCKING MISTAKES! This is all my fault... well provided Bjorn get's out alive I'll be happy; even if I'm looking up at him. Heh, no way I'd be looking down from up there; not after the things I've done...
"Bjorn please get out of here" Lejon stated. It wasn't a request it was an order.
"No." Bjorn replied adamantly "I've seen too many people get hurt I won't let you be"
"Oi faggots we don't have all day. Are you gonna come over here or are we gonna have to come over there and shank you"
"Bjorn, get the fuck out of here. I was using you. I only wanted to have your fat cock up my ass so I could say I got with someone 4 years older than me. You mean nothing to me so just FUCK OFF!" Lejon screamed in the bear's face. Please Bjorn; I don't want you getting hurt...
Bjorn looked in horror at Lejon and then understood. A tear came to his eye as he realised what the lion was trying to do.
"Lejon, I won't leave someone as young as you to fend for yourself." Bjorn replied taking the lion's paw.
"That's it." The wolf said as he took out a knife from his jacket pocket. The German shepherd quickly followed suit. Hmmm the wolf's the leader thought Lejon. _ If I can get him out of the picture the shepherd might just piss of. But one thing's for certain..._ Lejon reached inside his jacket pocket and took out what looked like a leather cylinder with a round metal top.
"You're not touching my boyfriend!" Lejon yelled as he flipped his contraption down revealing it to be a form of telescopic steel baton. Lejon spun out of the attacker's way and swung the baton connecting with his adversary's muzzle. The black wolf was dazed and as he tried to regain his composure Lejon swung the baton and struck him on the back of the head. The wolf sank to the floor unconscious leaving the German shepherd by himself.
This should be easy now thought Lejon.
"Dude, just leave us alone and you won't end up like your wolf friend here. I mean I honestly don't want to hurt you but if I have to then so be it. So what's it gonna be? You can take him now and bring him to a hospital or you can end up like him."
The German shepherd didn't hesitate and lunged for Lejon with his knife flailing around. Again Lejon dodged and went to hit the German shepherd but the shepherd hopped out of the reach of the lion's baton. The lion and Shepherd repeated this sequence a few times until Lejon decided to switch the baton for hand to hand combat; he grabbed the shepherd's wrist as the knife passed inches around his face, twisted it behind the shepherd's back and broke his thumb while holding him in a lock.
"I'm sorry" Lejon said as he used his free paw to hit the shepherd from behind, knocking him unconscious. Lejon took at his mobile and typed in 999 into the keypad. His call was quickly answered by a female fur. "Hi, there's been an accident. The victims seem to have only suffered minor injuries but both are-"Lejon felt Bjorn's paw on his shoulder and felt himself twisted I a full circle. "Hey Bjorn what the fuck is your-"A split second after Bjorn had spun him round Lejon registered what he was looking at. At both end of the alley were a group of young furs wearing black hoodies and many of them had knives in their hands. "Hi are you still there?" Lejon asked into the phone. "Cos I really need you to track this call and send some police cars to this location. SorryIcan'ttalk." Lejon put the phone in his pocket so that the connection would remain. I hope they can track that. I mean what shitty emergency services wouldn't be able to track calls. Oh, well I guess I am talking about the English emergency services here Lejon shook his head and took his baton out again but this time he flicked a switch at the base, which resulted in another telescopic end extending from the base so that he was now holding a metal staff in his hand.
Lejon grabbed Bjorn's paw with his free paw and ran towards the end of the alley where they were originally heading. He saw the hooded furs getting their knives ready. "Bjorn!" Lejon said as he ran, "I don't give a fuck about what you think I'm cutting us a path and then you're gonna get to a public building. Don't worry. I'll find you."
Bjorn growled but the distance between the bear and the lion, and the hooded furs, was closing rapidly. All of a sudden Lejon let go of Bjorn's paw and jumped at the group of hooded furs spinning his metal staff like a professional martial artist. The technique did the job, but Lejon knew there were much more practical ways to fight with a staff, he just needed to make it look intimidating so they'd back off"
Bjorn stared at the young lion putting his life on the line to protect him and clenched his fists in rage. This is all my fault. If I hadn't made the first move on Lejon in the bus; if I hadn't pulled him close to me those unconscious gits wouldn't have targeted us. And now... Now I've got this lion into a fight for his life and there's nothing I can do about it. I can't fight against knives. If only I had made him see sense. If he hadn't gone down the alley I'm sure we wouldn't be here. He's putting his life on the line to save scum like me. Why?
Some of the furs had cleared an area around Lejon and two or three already lay unconscious on the floor. This was the time for Bjorn to run. Lejon knew he wouldn't have another chance. The lion turned to the bear.
"Bjorn! Ru- NO!" The lion dashed at Bjorn making the bear think he had suddenly turned against him; the lion pulled the bear back and jumped back as a knife slashed through the air where Bjorn had just been.
"GAARGH!!" Lejon roared in pain.
"Lejon!!!"...