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Kaz felt Griffin lap at his fingers, but his hand remained stable against his mouth, having expected such an act. He was prepared for the worst, to be pounced and pinned for the teasing, but it seemed that Griffin was willing to play nice. That was until Kaz felt the back of the male’s head press into him.

Upon watching the bear pivot onto his side, Kaz finally released his mouth and laid his hand affectionately upon Griffin’s stomach and started rubbing. Outsiders may not have seen that small gesture as a power play, but oh boy, was it a power play. Choosing a movie at random, Kaz tossed the remote to the side and continued stroking.

The little fingers that reached for his own giant mitt made Griffin grumble as his hand was brought somewhere less likely to arouse the other. Griffin could tell that the other’s body was wanting to go with what the bear wanted, but Kaz was more in control of his libido than Griffin. Something of frustration for the bear, but Kaz was usually cooperative when he wanted to play. Usually.

“I don’t think you know me well enough to say I’d like it in the city,” He grumbled. “Everything’s the wrong size, people are everywhere, noises, smells – even the immediate access to food doesn’t make up fo– What did you call me?!” Griffin grunted as he flipped onto his back and kept his head in Kaz’s lap to glare up at the other.

“Compared to you, everyone is a Chatty Cathy,” He grunted up at the scruffy, handsome face.

If Griffin insisted on being bothersome, Kaz took it as an invitation to to tease the other. The large figure wasn’t all that frightening, at least not to Kaz or the folks in Boulder Creek, but he wasn’t getting any ideas about hauling the beast to the city when he did not like visiting himself.

As Griffin flopped onto his back, Kaz let out a louder chuckle, patting the male on his chest. “Hm.” Was his only response, further proving the other’s point. He soon placed his hand over Griffin’s mouth to hamper him from speaking. “I can’t concentrate on finding a movie to watch with your yapping.”

#kaz:face #puts me in mind of the 'get a man that can do both' meme

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Griffin smiled as he felt those fingers against his hair, feeling Kaz’s touch always made the bear melt into a puddle of rumbling goo. He reached up to kiss Kaz’s wrist as he settled his head into his lap, feeling that curve of meat between his legs just under his cheek.

“Yes, because my arousal is most terrifying. It’s responsible for the sinking of Atlantis, that,” He says and thrusts his hips up into the air. “All those Greek booties were just begging for it, and I’m a kind and generous man, so I helped them out. Bang bang splash,” Griffin chuckled as he moved his hand along Kaz’s thigh and gave it a tight squeeze. His eyes settled on the screen as he scooted his head back in Kaz’s lap.

“That city looks noisy. How do people not have permanent headaches there?”

Despite the bear’s tale being quite lewd, Kaz couldn’t help but to chuckle. Griffin was quite the character, the polar opposite to his own, mellow persona. He often thought up schemes to exhaust the other, but often times, he came up short of success. Even food induced comas didn’t provide much relief.

Kaz removed his fingers from Griffin’s hair, tutting as he grabbed at his partner’s hand, forbidding him from going any further. “Don’t even try it.” He warned, gaze rising to browse through their options. “I think you’d like the city, Griffin. They’re a bunch of Chatty Cathys there too.”

Griffin kept that confused look on his face as Kaz went to sit beside him on the couch. Side by side, even sitting, Kaz looked comically short – or Griffin comically large – and the bear sat back as he looked down to his man.

“Okay,” Griffin was unfamiliar with this whole situation and leaned over to kiss at Kaz’s cheek. He grinned to himself as he moved his body around to lie completely on the couch and moved his head to rest in Kaz’s lap. Griffin smiled up to him.

“ – And I promise to watch whatever you put on. I’ll ignore the fact I’m right over your perfect cock, too. It’s just part of my head’s pillow …”

Now, Kaz felt downright terrible for confusing Griffin like that, but he did not know how else to explain the situation. Not without running the risk of insulting the relationship they had established over the past couple of months. As his mate’s cheek rested in his lap, the man placed his hand upon Griffin’s head and began to drag his fingers through his hair.

“So, nothing that might turn you on then. Wouldn’t want to tempt you.” Kaz sighed, reaching over for the remote and turned the television on. Amazing that they could get reception all the way out here, considering power lines were few and far between.

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no place like ... | kaz and faith.

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Faith didn’t want to respond to his second question, and that should have made the answer all too clear. Perhaps they had figured it out along the way, but there was no telling where they thought the little girl might be. But he was asking her to come inside, so that had to be a step in the right direction… “Are you mad?” she asked, slowly standing and turning just enough to pick up her suitcase. “I didn’t mean to make you mad at me.” Though her expectations for this meeting had been high, and fantastical. Mad was probably a more appropriate response than immediate warming to the eight year old.

#faith:noplacelike #annarps

Kaz could see it now, his face pasted on the front page of the local newspaper: ‘Kazmon Patterson, arrested for kidnapping his own daughter’. His stomach was churning and he had visibly paled, but no, despite the confusion and uncertainty, he was not angry. “More like terrified.” The man exhaled, reaching out to take Faith’s compact suitcase and ushered her inside of the small cabin. “But I have to call your grandparents, you know that. Once I call them---then we can talk.” He knew he had their phone number somewhere...

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( @cxbinfever ) — “cute father daughter things”

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//Yes. This is exactly what I meant by that.

#kazxfaith

no place like ... | kaz and faith.

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As he said her name, Faith’s entire plan seemed to crumble around her. Really, it wasn’t much of a plan in the first place. All she wanted was to be away from her grandparents. How she could have thought this extreme was reasonable. Though maybe never expecting to make it all the way to California was the only reason she had. Shoulders slumped as her gaze dropped to the ground. She knew she was going to be in trouble, but she didn’t want to be all the same. “You’re not gonna be mad at me, are you?” she asked, her small voice mumbling as her hands clasped in front of her. Worry took over her features. She didn’t want her father to be upset with her already. She didn’t want him to call her grandparents. She didn’t want him to send her back. “They’re in Oklahoma.”

#faith:noplacelike #annarps #//Same.#//I JUST WANT THEM TO DO CUTE FATHER DAUGHTER SHIT

The look that Kaz offered the young one was that of pure skepticism. Sure, children traveled on their own all of the time, and Faith appeared to be quite precocious, but had no one considered giving him a call? To let him know that his daughter had a mind of her own, and that come hell or high water, she was going to meet him? “Oklahoma---” He repeated, tone lacking confidence. “They know, right?” Kaz wasn’t sure why he felt it necessary to ask, but something in his gut told him that he was in for some trouble if he didn’t call someone. “You should come inside.”

There were some things in life that Griffin never worried about, and that was what it meant to be masculine or manly. Why would he care about such things? He didn’t have to prove himself to anyone. If the bear felt like wearing plaid, jeans, and Uggs with a scarf, did he care what other people thought? Especially if the plaid was pink? Others, however, worried, and he scowled as he looked to Kaz as he sat down on the couch, eye level with the other.

“Do you really feel that way?” Griffin looked almost hurt as he kept his hand around Kaz’s, fighting the urge to pull him closer. “Do I … Do I do something wrong?” While Griffin didn’t care what other people thought, in general, there was on person who’s opinion was the world to him.

#griffin:thread3 #adorewereble

Kaz liked to consider himself the open minded sort, but there were still things in which he lacked understanding. If only he could feel as free as Griffin do what he wanted when he wanted, but he felt he had an image to uphold. It had little to do with his lover’s behavior, and more to do with his upbringing.

Slowly, Kaz took his seat next to Griffin, just as unwilling to untangle their locked fingers. “You’ve done nothing wrong; I wouldn’t change you for anything. It’s just, I’m trying to adjust is all.”

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Faith dropped her head into a rather short nod. This was her father. This was the man who was supposed to take care of her. Granted, having an eight year old show up on one’s doorstep didn’t make one willing or able to do just that… but the little girl was casually ignoring that little tidbit. As she shifted from foot to foot, she kept looking up at the man, knowing it was now her turn to answer his question.

Instead, she opted to move a little closer, setting her suitcase just in front of his truck and sitting herself on the top edge of it rather properly. “What’s your name?” she asked. Faith continued to look up at the man, brow raised ever so slightly in expectation. “How old are you? Did you always live in California? Why didn’t you want me?”

#faith:noplacelike #annarps

Apparently Kaz’s daughter was unaware of the rules of quid pro quo. While her questions were meant to feed curiosity, his own inquiry was of the utmost importance. “Faith...” He spoke softly, doing his best to mock an authoritative tone that would prompt understanding rather than fear. Though, to be fair, he doubted this child was afraid of anything at this point.

The man was surprised to find that her last question stung. It was never a matter of not wanting her, but more so an acknowledgment of the fact that, at the time, he wasn’t quite ready to be a father. Hell, he still wasn’t. He could hardly look Faith in the eye, let alone be a proper parental figure. “I need to call your grandparents to let them know you’re okay... Are they at the motel in town?”

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annarps replied to your post: “annarps replied to your post://So I don’t know whether or not to scrap...”:

We... might have had two? I don't remember. I don't know. But if you wanna reply to that, you're more than welcome. jic u kno.

//Goes to show how long it’s been. Alrighty, I’ll do the thing. :3

#annarps #ooc

The bear gave up his attempt at trying to get on Kaz – it was a fruitless endeavour. The bear smiled as he noticed those red cheeks and leaned down for a quick kiss to his nose. He held out his hand for Kaz to take, smiling down to his man as he stood up proper – chest out, shoulders back, and that magnificent tank in the front.

“Come on bear, come on…” he said, impersonating Kaz in a most terrible way. “Then we’ll talk to the other room. Like two boring people that walk places. When I could just haul you over my shoulder like a toy. A scruffy toy. A sex toy …”

#griffin:thread3 #adorewereble

Kaz happily placed his hand in Griffin’s and shot a modest smile in his direction. Now, walking side by side was much easier, it felt...normal. The woodsman liked normal, though his lover had skewed his former idea of what ‘normal’ was. “You know I don’t like that.” He reminded the other, tugging Griffin along. “I already feel emasculated enough just by standing next to you.”

“Are we going to actually watch Netflix?” Kaz could never tell with the way Griffin was constantly coming on to him. It was like dating a horny teenager, he had no off switch. It was as flattering as it was exhausting.

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Anna cares. Faith cares. Even though it wasn’t ur turn. oop.

//I have a draft for Faith???

#annarps #so im guessing it was my turn?#unless we had another thread that i dont remember???#ooc

//So I don’t know whether or not to scrap my drafts...

#It's been like twenty months so I'm assuming no one cares. xD #ooc

“I’m assuming eating out isn’t what we’re talking about in this conversation, are we,” Griffin grinned as he slowly let Kaz down to his feet. He missed the warmth his body had against his side, and a hand went to rub where he had been pressed against him. Griffin grumbled and scowled at the Pooh reference as he sucked in his gut to try to appear less Pooh-like.

“What now? Can you carry me now? To watch Netflix?” Griffin asked as he started to climb along Kaz’s side, arms stretched out to hug his side as if he were going to cling to him. All facetious, of course. The bear’s thigh was as thick as Kaz’s waist.

#griffin:thread3 #adorewereble

“---Don’t think that’s happened either.” Kaz flushed, pushing his lengthened bangs back once he was released. It took a moment, but he gained both his footing and composure and reached out to give Griffin a gentle pat on his middle. “You know I love you just the way you are.”

“The answer is no, but I’d try if I knew it wasn’t pointless.” Kaz wriggled, trying to free himself from the embrace. “Come on.”

“I wanted to eat you up before but now I just wanna eat you all the damn time,” He chuckled as he nuzzled the top of Kaz’s head, letting that scent fill his lungs and rub into his beard. Griffin brought his free hand around to Kaz’s chest and rubbed on it idly, almost as if those fingers were unfamiliar with a body that didn’t have thick pecs and a belly.

“Maybe I should grow my hair out too. Become a sexy huntsman. Woodsman. Lumberjack. How’d I look?” He asked, pretending to toss back his non-existent long hair and giving Kaz the infamous Blue Steel look.