Bear’s Honey Chapter 15: Spring

This is a short story by the same author as Home of the Zerg that I decided to do for my birthday. So I hope you enjoy this birthday release from me.

-Addis

Chapter 15: Spring

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: KarateChopMonkey

The soil packed under Alphard’s hands, and he stood up, leaning against a tree trunk to rest for a while. The skeletal dog nearby clicked its mouth, a substitute for a bark, expressing who knows what—perhaps shock at its master actually doing manual labor.

Alphard retrieved his mother’s ashes from the loft and took them to the woods behind the mountain, digging a hole to bury them and erecting a tombstone.

This task took him the entire winter. If it weren’t for his mother, Alphard would never have done these tasks himself. He’d have either had the undead do it or waited for Brand to wake up and boss him around.

Speaking of Brand, he had been sound asleep in the loft for over two months now.

Although spring hadn’t arrived yet, Alphard remembered reading that bearfolk might shorten their hibernation time significantly in warm, cozy environments. Lately, he found himself unable to resist checking on Brand from time to time, just to see if he had woken up yet.

…Mainly, he went up to the loft to search for books, but he also checked on Brand. After all, who could sleep through such loud snoring? Alphard added in his mind.

Resting by the tree for a while, Alphard watched the skeletal dog spin in circles, unusually not ignoring it this time and asked, “Do you miss that guy?”

The skeletal dog paused in its tracks for a moment, then hopped around twice, indicating agreement.

Alphard crossed his arms, feeling somewhat irritated as he stared at the empty eye sockets of the skeletal head, sensing a resemblance to Brand’s foolish expression. “Figure out who brought you back first. That guy’s only been here for a year.”

Brand had been here for almost a year already? Alphard couldn’t believe it as he began to walk towards the Mage Tower. The skeletal dog anxiously circled around Alphard. It wanted to convey that Brand was just its good friend, while Alphard was its master.

Back at the Mage Tower, Alphard changed out of his dusty clothes and washed his hands before heading up to the loft.

“Hmm…” Brand’s steady breathing sounded through the shelves, reaching Alphard’s ears.

The cozy corner of the loft was a mess, with Brand occasionally tossing and turning in his spring dreams. The tangled blankets and cushions had long turned into a tangled mess draped over his body. Alphard approached quietly, noticing Brand had buried himself again. With a silent curse, Alphard squatted down, reaching out to search for Brand’s head under the covers.

Pulling back the blankets, Brand’s messy brown curls popped out, and Alphard rummaged through them like digging through an avalanche, tossing a few things aside. Only then did Brand’s head fully emerge.

At least he wasn’t drooling this time. Alphard squatted there for a while, extending his hand hesitantly to touch Brand’s soft cheek.

In his dream, Brand chuckled and subconsciously nuzzled Alphard’s fingertips.

It’s really strange, Alphard thought, this guy looks surprisingly handsome and cute when he’s not yelling and screaming all over the place.

In his sleep, Brand caught a faint whiff of a familiar scent lingering near his nose, but it never came closer. Brand furrowed his brow, grumbled, and then abruptly threw off the covers and cushions weighing him down, pouncing forward.

“Hey…! You…! Ugh…!” Caught off guard by Brand’s heavy body landing on him, Alphard angrily exclaimed, “Are you awake already?”

Still groggy, Brand vaguely heard Alphard’s familiar complaints, feeling strangely fond of them. Instinctively, he wrapped his arms and legs around Alphard’s body, his tail, dormant all winter, now stirring again and winding around Alphard’s wrists.

“Hungry…” Brand mumbled indistinctly.

Alphard awkwardly patted Brand’s shoulder. If he didn’t use magic, this stupid bear might crush him to death. “You’re still half-asleep and already thinking about food!”

Patting didn’t work, so Alphard resorted to grabbing Brand’s tail from behind and giving it a firm squeeze.

“Mmm…! Ah…” Brand groaned, his tail twitching before wrapping even tighter around Alphard’s arms.

“I want… more! Hurry up…!” He demanded insistently, his lower half, now as hot as a stove, rubbing against Alphard through their clothes.

Is he out of his mind? Alphard gritted his teeth. How dare he demand it like this? But after gritting his teeth, Alphard didn’t know what mood he was in, he didn’t just walk away or punish Brand with magic, instead, he really reached out and touched Brand’s hot body hidden under his clothes, which was rolling.

“Ah… um… feels great. Alphard… um… give me your semen…” Brand satisfiedly pressed his skin desperately against Alphard’s palm, intermittently gasping.

Alphard was annoyed by his impatient appearance, and said unkindly, “You just want semen as soon as you come up, who can do that? Can’t we take it step by step?”

Brand, still half-awake, stared blankly and said “um” for a while, thinking it made sense after a while, so he propped himself up and rubbed down, using his teeth to pull Alphard’s pants down. He wanted to eat first with his mouth, but he didn’t expect that as soon as he pulled down the waistband, Alphard’s penis snapped onto his face.

He got hard so quickly. This almost never happened before. Alphard knew it was pointless to explain anything to this sleepy guy, but he couldn’t help but angrily argue, “You… you’ve slept too long. So, maybe I’m a little…”

Brand completely ignored his pale explanation and just looked surprised. Today, he ate really well! With a gulp, Brand took the hard meat stick into his mouth, happily sucking it, enveloping it in saliva.

Alphard’s pale explanation was immediately interrupted, and he hummed lightly, stimulated by long-lost pleasure, his toes curling.

The appetite accumulated during hibernation erupted after tasting a bit of bodily fluid. Brand ate with great effort, his cheeks sinking in on both sides, his large Adam’s apple constantly bobbing up and down as he swallowed the transparent pre-cum oozing from the tip into his throat.

“Um… um… good… next, um…”

“Don’t talk…!” Alphard was angered by Brand’s sexual attitude of evaluating taste while his penis was in Brand’s mouth, and loudly told him to shut up.

“Um… um… oh…” Brand mumbled something again, which Alphard couldn’t hear clearly at all. He licked the pale penis in his mouth until it was covered in a layer of shiny saliva, using his tongue to firmly swirl and suck on the glans, making a slurping sound. Alphard soon began to gasp and moan softly, his white fingers pinching Brand’s shoulder as he shot the accumulated semen from two months into his throat.

Brand gulped a few times, swallowing every drop down his throat, and even licked his lips, still not satisfied.

Although he was still hungry, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction from his stomach to his chest. This life, where someone prepared a nest before hibernation, didn’t have to worry about being attacked, and still had food to eat after waking up, was truly stable and happy… 

After waking up… 

Waking up… 

“Wait, isn’t this a dream? Have I already started hibernating? Are you really Alphard?” Brand exclaimed, shocked, as he slapped his own cheeks.

Alphard was still lying down, breathing heavily, his words lacking their usual “authority,” and he spoke intermittently, saying, “Otherwise… what do you think I am? Your spring dream fantasy?”

“Ah…” Brand stared blankly for a few seconds, surprised. “Has spring come already?”

Alphard sat up, supporting himself. “Not yet. But it’s close. Maybe the attic is warm enough, so you woke up earlier than expected.”

“Oh, I see…” Brand was still lying on top of Alphard, looking surprised. He had never cared about this aspect before, and he realized he knew less about his brown bear habits than Alphard, a human.

“…Are you full?” Suddenly, Alphard asked in a barely audible voice.

“Huh? Oh… no, not really. Every time I wake up from hibernation, I’m starving. How could I be full already?” Brand savored the lingering taste on his tongue, smacked his lips, “But I can hold out for a little while. Um, do we have any bread at home? My stomach…”

“…Just for today, it’s still possible…”

“Huh? What?” Brand looked at Alphard, who tilted his head slightly and said something in a quieter voice than before.

Seeing his dumbfounded face, Alphard tried to convey his meaning with action, feeling both embarrassed and angry. But no matter how hard he pushed Brand’s stomach or tried to flip him over by pushing against his lower body, Alphard’s weak muscles failed to fulfill his desire.

Feeling Alphard struggling beneath him like a dead fish for a few moments before bouncing back, Brand quickly scrambled off his body, flustered, “Ah! Did I hurt you by pressing down on you? Just tell me—”

Alphard’s neck turned red. This was a very rare occurrence for him, who usually lacked any trace of color in his face, “…Lie down.”

Brand had just sat up when he heard Alphard say so.

“…Lie down? I’m not sleepy anymore. Do I have to keep sleeping?” Brand looked at Alphard with confusion. The latter’s face seemed to say, Ask one more question and you won’t eat anything for the next month.

He was very familiar with this threatening look, although it wasn’t very dangerous. Brand didn’t want to upset Alphard, so he immediately obediently rolled to the side and lay down flat, assuming a standard position, “And then?”

Alphard cleared his throat, slowly propping himself up, his expression contorted as if he were wrestling with himself, and finally, he reluctantly went along with his inner thoughts. Seeing that he didn’t even bother to put on his half-removed pants, but instead tossed them aside between the cushions, Brand was speechless.

“You’ve been hibernating for months, you must be hungry,” Alphard muttered awkwardly.

After pondering Alphard’s convoluted words for a few seconds, Brand’s expression changed from shock to delight, “Yeah, yeah…! Wow, Alphard, are you taking the initiative? This is amazing…! Is this the deluxe reward package for waking up from hibernation?”

Alphard had never taken the initiative before. Although Brand personally preferred to take control— it was more comfortable in every way, and the angle could be adjusted just right— rare things were particularly precious! Plus, the partner was Alphard…!

Brand was suddenly ignited, heart-shaped eyes appearing in an instant. In the blink of an eye, he kicked off his sleep pants, describing a parabolic trajectory through the air and landing on the floor so quickly that Alphard could barely see. Afraid that Alphard might change his mind, Brand hung his two exposed muscular legs over Alphard’s waist, pulling him closer.

Alphard grunted, feeling like his lower back was about to be snapped in two by Brand’s sudden movement.

“…It hurts. Don’t move,” Alphard attempted to grab onto Brand’s calf. But the calf muscles, tight and tense from excitement, were impossible to grip.

Brand quickly let go, smiling sheepishly, “Sorry, hehe… I won’t move, you go ahead.”

Seeing his smiling face, Alphard inexplicably felt irritated, especially when Brand’s tail, still not content, kept sweeping and poking at his back, annoying him. Alphard’s neck turned red from being stared at, and he grasped the sturdy, full thighs, folding them back to reveal the incredibly wet entrance.

Incubus’s talent… Alphard silently recited, slowly pushing his rare erect penis, still energetic after ejaculating once, against the opening.

Brand let out a long, exaggerated moan.

“You…”

“Ah… so good…! I love it… um, Alphard, faster…” As soon as Brand was penetrated, he threw the idea of ​​”waiting patiently for Alphard to take the initiative” out of the window and loudly pulled Alphard down. He used both his hands and feet to crawl over him.

Alphard lost his balance and fell onto the soft body, especially on those full chest muscles.

Brand moved his hips, shaking his buttocks, while his tail tip rubbed against Alphard’s coccyx, and his anus kept secreting sticky slippery fluids, greedily clinging to the rare erect penis.

“Um…!” Alphard’s breathing hitched.

Brand’s body seemed different from before. Could it be because it had been too long since the last time? He was semi-restrained and tried to move his hips for the first time. It was indeed a strange experience, but for Alphard, it was too exhausting… 

“Ah… so good…! Better than in my dreams… um…” Brand began his habitual low and moaning, constantly lifting his hips to meet the pounding of the meat stick, eagerly swallowing it. The slightly upturned glans rubbed against the intestines on the inside of the abdomen in this position, and Brand’s abdomen slowly turned pink, still unsatisfied, making further demands: “Um… Alphard, touch me…! Either the penis or the nipples… or the waist and stomach… um, or even the ears…?”

Alphard didn’t have as many hands as Brand requested, but he still satisfied Brand, tentatively pressing his fingers against the soft, full chest muscles, gently pressing the light brown areolas and nipples: “Is this… okay?”

“Ah…! Um. I like it… but a little firmer…? Can you squeeze harder…?”

The demands were high. Alphard took a deep breath. He didn’t understand why the person touching was more embarrassed than the one being touched, but he still complied. As Brand’s nipples were tentatively pinched, he let out a loud moan, almost deafening Alphard’s ears. Normally, Alphard would have impatiently asked him to be quieter, but given the rare sight of Alphard being immersed in desire, he didn’t have the heart to complain to Brand.

“Um… ah, this way, I can rub against you… feels so comfortable… I feel like… I could come just from the pressure…” Brand shook his head randomly, conflicted, “But I haven’t even taken much in yet, and I’m already coming… I feel like I’m missing out… I’ll try to hold back a little longer… um…”

Alphard’s gesture of fondling his chest was very awkward and inexperienced, the not-too-light, not-too-heavy pressure kept Brand in a state between “just being tickled” and “feeling amazing!” But Brand felt that the fluctuating anxiety in his chest was actually quite good, considering Alphard’s rare “enthusiasm.” If he was too picky, Alphard might never touch him again, which wouldn’t be good… 

Brand, rarely engaging his brain, weighed the pros and cons and decided to thoroughly praise Alphard from all angles this time, regardless of the situation. And it wasn’t just flattery. It really felt comfortable… 

Brand cried out in ecstasy, his toes curling with excitement, and his nipples erect at Alphard’s fingertips. He looked up at Alphard, whose brows were slightly furrowed, as if trying to endure pleasure and exhaustion. Sweat, rarely seen on his face, uncontrollably dripped from his forehead, sliding down his slightly flushed cheeks and dropping into his armpits.

Brand swallowed hard. Not only his wet anus, but his whole body was burning, and his chest pounded. Alphard hated sweating all over, feeling sticky, and showing too much desire. Would he feel embarrassed afterwards? Then he would probably make himself do this and that on purpose… But after they finished and returned to the first floor, there would definitely be bread, jerky, and honey jam on the dining table.

Brand couldn’t help but smile again. Despite his usual foolishness, he was unexpectedly sensitive in this regard. Seeing Brand’s eyes squinting more and more clearly with heart-shaped imprints, seeing those sexy lips constantly moaning, Alphard felt tempted.

He muttered to himself that it must be the magic effect of incubus fluids, unable to resist leaning closer and closer until their faces blurred due to the close distance, and their breaths mingled—eventually, he kissed him.

Brand’s eyes widened, but his surprise lasted only a few seconds. He soon excitedly stretched out his tongue to actively touch Alphard’s lips, invading the clearly unvisited mouth with the sound of his throat.

Alphard, kissing someone for the first time, did it clumsily, thinking irritably: Why is this guy’s tongue so effective? His own seemed inherently less agile. This must also be an incubus talent.

Since their tongues hooked together, Brand’s anus had noticeably tightened. He was so excited and happy that he couldn’t help but come in the midst of thrusting and friction, not in an excited and violent spray, but slowly and gently, semen slowly oozing out from the tip of the penis sandwiched between their abdomens… 

“Mm… ah…! Couldn’t hold it… coming… ah, Alphard, feels so good…” Brand murmured contentedly, his sticky, magnetic tail tone making Alphard’s whole body sore.

Alphard suddenly gasped for breath, unexpectedly coming inside Brand’s body, his whole body instantly going limp, his chest heaving heavily as he breathed heavily, the silver-white strands of hair at his temples moistening and sticking to his face. He hadn’t been this tired since he was an adult… 

After Alphard came, he gradually regained some sanity and began to regret not being able to resist kissing Brand actively under the urge of lust. But it wasn’t a big deal. This guy was so addicted to sex that he probably saw it as part of his meal… 

As Alphard comforted himself like this, Brand’s hands suddenly and forcefully hooked around his neck, his eyes shining as he stared at his disheveled face, happily saying, “You kissed me! Alphard, you came up to the attic with me to hibernate, you like me, right?!”

Alphard felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his whole body stiffening.

This feeling was like having his vulnerability exposed in broad daylight, which made him very uncomfortable. He twitched the corners of his mouth and raised his voice by two degrees, “Aren’t you thinking a bit too much!? Kissing each other during sexual intercourse should be a relatively common behavior among humans. I was just trying it out with a spirit of research…”

Brand was ecstatic and completely ignored Alphard’s quick explanation. He forcefully pulled down his neck and gave him a big kiss on the lips, distorting Alphard’s slightly pale lips with force, “I like you too! Hehe, so happy—”

“Uh, ah…” Alphard breathed heavily, his lips opening and closing, only able to emit short, breathless sounds in response to Brand’s dazzling smile and generous confession.

Brand excitedly exerted force from his waist, suddenly rising and flipping Alphard over.

…Just like Alphard had attempted but failed to do not long ago.

“What should I do? I’m feeling so excited that I can’t control my butt!” Brand admitted candidly.

Alphard, annoyed as usual, sarcastically retorted, “Hah, you’ve never been able to control yourself…”

Despite being criticized, Brand laughed happily and kissed Alphard again.

“As it’s the anniversary of our first kiss, can I have another taste…?” Brand pleaded pitifully, but he couldn’t help continuously rubbing his semi-soft genitals against Alphard’s ambiguous posterior, which was secreting semen.

Although he had never indulged in a feast of three times a day before, since it had been almost three months of accumulation, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?

And Alphard seemed unusually accommodating today… Brand wasn’t surprised to receive a few more scoldings, but as he wished, Alphard didn’t push him away, and he was half-encouraged and half-reluctantly aroused again. This was truly the happiest day since his birth. It should be commemorated and entered into the annals of history.

Brand swayed his hips while thinking contentedly.

However, this unprecedented lovemaking session didn’t last until the end. Alphard passed out again, long overdue, in the latter half. Brand, who remembered the good deeds but not the scoldings, cried out again, “I won’t do this again next time,” and anxiously carried Alphard to the bed on the second floor to feed him water and bread.

Afterward, he received three days of hard labor as a reward for his careful care.