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Katsuki stoked the fire, humming quietly.
“No going outside for a few days, huh. Blizzards gone bad…”
He sighed.
“I’m gonna start getting some new furs ready. Don’t want to have an open fucking door if one breaks under the strain again…”
He sighed again. The talking helped. Maybe. He wasn’t quite sure, sometimes it just made him feel more lonely. But most of the time it helped.
He looked moodily towards the entrance, where the winds howled, throwing ice and snow against his carefully constructed shield of pelts drawn tight across it. He really hoped none of them broke under the stress.
“Kat…”
Katsuki’s sour mood evaporated immediately.
Seemed like waiting out the Blizzard wasn’t gonna be so tedious after all.
Eijirou’s big, warm arms wrapped around Katsuki as he pressed himself against his mates’ back.
“Hey… did I wake you with my talking?” Katsuki asked softly. Eijirou’s rumbling laugh shook through him.
“Never. Hearing you in my dreams makes me feel very safe,” he said. “I think it might have been the storm. It’s been howling quite loudly, hm?”
Katsuki nodded. “Yeah. Blizzard came in yesterday, probably gonna go on for a few more days…”
Eijirou sighed softly, pressing his nose into Katsuki’s hair.
“Come into the back with me. Let’s keep warm together.”
Katsuki snorted. “Horny bastard,” he murmured, not resisting at all as Eijirou carried him off.
In truth, he relished these moments. Winter was long and Eijirou slept most of the time. He woke every now and again, sometimes every couple of weeks, but sometimes he slept for a month or more without moving much.
It was the bear in him. It demanded it’s due.
Eijirou had offered to find a place where Katsuki could stay during the winter, somewhere with people.
But Katsuki wouldn’t part from him. Not when he was sleeping and defenseless. Eijirou had laughed at that.
“I’m not defenseless, Kat. If I wake up, I’ll be on anyone quicker than they’ll know.”
It didn’t matter. Katsuki couldn’t take not knowing if something might have happened during the long months. He’d rather endure the loneliness and talking to himself a bit than spending the time in some village, talking nonsense with people who didn’t know that the love of his life was slumbering somewhere deep in these mountains.
Eijirou undressed Katsuki once they got to his little nest, putting the clothes neatly aside so that Katsuki could easily grab them once Eijirou went back to sleep.
But as long as he was awake there would be no need for them. Eijirou’s body was hot and soft, thick with his autumn fat. As soon as Katsuki was naked, Eijirou pulled him inside the nest, hiding him away with his large body.
Katsuki wasn’t necessarily small, but Eijirou… even in his fully human form, he towered, but when he was in hibernation, he usually stayed between one or the other.
“I waver, because concentrating on either one fully takes effort. I am not Man and not Bear, and when I do not keep a mind about it, I become what I truly am: something different, in-between.”
That in-between state made him even bigger and also pretty hairy. Katsuki let his fingers rake through the semi-fur, grabbing onto the thick set hips above him.
“Little mate… so pretty.” Eijirou rumbled softly as he went to lick Katsuki’s nipples, sucking on them as if they were his favorite treat. At the same time, his hand found Katsuki’s cock.
It all but vanished in the thick, calloused fingers and Katsuki moaned softly as Eijirou continued his ministrations.
None of his movements were hurried, everything followed a languid, sleepy pace.
This place was safe and warm and in here was where Katsuki could let go of all his anger and pride and simply be.
As Katsuki crested for the first time, Eijirou gathered up the thick cum. His hands found their way to Katsuki’s ass, and a first finger breached him, just as slow as everything had been before.
Katsuki gasped, one finger could already have been most normal men’s cock, but he knew he was far from done.
Pleasure wracked his body as Eijirou continued to stretch him, one finger becoming two, then three. Three felt like too much and not enough all at once, and Katsuki came again with a whimper as Eijirou pressed into his prostate.
The fingers were taken away and Eijirou kissed him.
“Mate… sweet mate… my mate…” his rumbling voice send vibrations through Katsuki and his eyes rolled back as Eijirou’s cockhead entered him.
Katsuki concentrated on his breathing, he knew he had to stay relaxed and pliant, otherwise he could be in trouble.
But Eijirou was gentle with him, always gentle and he took his time, kissing Katsuki, whispering sweet love in his ear and once he had bottomed out Katsuki let out a quiet moan.
Eijirou didn’t move much. Every once in a while, he rocked into Katsuki, but mostly, they just stayed. Sometimes they lay on their sides, and sometimes Eijirou rolled onto his back, providing a soft cushion for Katsuki to lay on and always, he kept Katsuki close and full.
For the next two or three days, they would stay like this. Eijirou would sometimes fuck into Katsuki. He would feed him from the small stash of berries and dried meat next to his nest, and sometimes he would make Katsuki come.
He himself probably wouldn’t. He rarely did during winter.
And at some point, he would slip back into sleep. Katsuki would disconnect them once his member went down and dress.
And he would wait and dream of summer and days when Eijirou was always awake, loving him to his fullest.
Winter was long and lonely, but Katsuki would not trade it for the world, for summer would always come.