.:Author's Note:.

Blake in his lion's form.

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Blake's POV:

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Nelson. Lovely almost morning, isn't it?" I asked jokingly, looking up at the mockingly upset couple. Liam was still laying on top of me, resembling a ripe tomato.

"Yes, it is, and we would appreciate it if our son was in bed on this lovely almost morning." Jerald teased back, causing his son to giggle and me to pout.

"I was just about to come inside, Papa." Liam responded as he stood up.

Although there was no way he could pick me up by himself, he still outstretched a hand for me to take. I laughed as I grabbed onto it, pulling him into my chest while standing up.

"I bid thee a good night." I said in a fake British accent before kissing his head quickly. After, I faced his parents and gave them a polite wave. "Good night, parents."

Angela laughed as Jerald shook his head, finding humor in my antics.

"Good night!" They all replied before Liam was inside and the door was closed softly.

I smiled as I headed back to my car, feeling like I was on Cloud 9. Nothing could ruin my mood as I drove home. The road was empty, considering that it was now after twelve in the morning, so I arrived at the apartment in no time. I quietly opened the door so that I wouldn't wake Dimi, thinking he was asleep.

"How'd the date go?" His voice sounded from right next to me in the kitchen, practically scaring me out of my skin. I cursed as I closed the door behind me, upset that he was just sitting in the dark.

"Why the fuck are you sitting in the dark, asshole?" I snapped, switching on the light to see that he was smiling brightly, no trace of fatigue on his face. Was he actually waiting up for me?

"I was waiting up for you, jerkoff." Dimi replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. I laughed as I shook my head, punching him hard in the arm. He growled lowly as he gripped his now hurting muscle, making me roll my eyes.

"You didn't have to scare me, butt-face."

"Butt-face? Really? How old are you?" He responded with a roll of his own eyes as he walked away from me and plopped down onto the couch. I followed suit.

"Fuck you!"

"You wish, dude." He said with a small chuckle. "Anyways, how was the date? Did you sweep the lamb off of his feet so that you can turn him into lamb chops later?"

Again, I punched Dimi's arm hard.

"Dude, that's sick. He's a shifter, not an ordinary animal."

"Cannibalism is a thing you know?"

I narrowed my eyes at him as he burst into a round of laughter. Catching my cautious expression made him laugh even more. I shook my head, questioning why I was even best friends with the weirdo.

"You know I'm just fucking with you, right? I really am interested in knowing how the date with the love of your life went." He finished teasingly. I raised my fist to punch him again, but he held up his hands in mock surrender. Sighing, I ran my fingers through my hair.

"It was great. I took him to the roller rink first and taught him how to skate. We ate and then I took him out to laser tag. Everything was going fine until I brought him to the ice-cream parlor where I forgot Zara worked." Her name was like acid on my tongue. I guess it was the same for Dimi because he was growling lowly beside me as I stared at the ceiling.

"Zara? As in the crazy bitch that cut your car brakes when she thought you were cheating, Zara? The same Zara that made it a rule that your sister and I couldn't spend more time with you than she could? Zara who faked being pregnant so that you wouldn't leave her when you tried to break up with her? She had that fucking scam going for five months!"

"That's the one." I replied, laughing when there was really nothing humorous about it. Hearing all the shit that she did now made me question why I never pushed for her to be put into a mental hospital. The girl was fucking crazy, and seeing her tonight only caused a pang of worry to settle in my stomach. I had a feeling that she was going to be trouble.

"What happened?" Dimi asked, pulling me away from my thoughts.

"She went off. She was so upset that I was dating a sheep over a lioness like herself. I told her about herself before storming out of the parlor."

"No fucking way, dude! You do know that she's going to wreak havoc on your life now, right? If I were you, I would keep an even closer eye on Liam. Who knows what that crazy bitch is going to do?"

I sighed again, my happy mood from earlier instantly dissipating. My lion tried to push his way out as the thought of anyone causing my lamb any harm simmered in my head. I did my best to keep my claws from growing and forced my canines back in (which, let me tell you, hurt like a bitch). Dimi's hand rubbing my shoulder comfortingly helped me relax a little.

"Don't work yourself up, Cakey." He said jokingly, using the nickname that I despised greatly. However, it did help my anger to retreat. "Now that you've finally found the perfect mate for you, your lion will do anything to protect him. On top of that, you have me, your sister, your father, and the rest of the pride."

"Fuck!" I shouted, now aware that I had another fish to fry. "I haven't told my father about choosing Liam as a potential mate."

"Ooh, someone's going to be in trouble." Dimi said in a childlike voice that made me chuckle. I punched him one more time before standing up and heading for my room.

"Fuck you!"

"No can do, dude. Your sister isn't into threesomes." He replied with a laugh. I shook my head as I closed my room door behind me, cutting him off.

Now too tired to take a shower, I stripped off my clothes and flopped right into bed. Sleep never came so easy and dreams never felt as real as I conjured up images of my little lamb in his lacy panties.

I closed my eyes with an, almost, creepy smile on my face.

Despite the altercation with Zara, this was definitely the best night ever.

***

I didn't know whether I should respond, keep quiet, or blush until I was practically bones from burning my face off. Liam was looking at me intensely as he patiently waited for an answer. I looked to his parents for help, but they were in too much shock, not believing that their son had asked such a question.

"Oh! Um. Well. You see... Huh?" I stuttered, hoping that Liam wouldn't ask his question again. Unfortunately for me, he did.

"Can I see him please, Blake? I really wanna see your little soldier."

Understanding crossed his parents' faces before they burst into silent laughs. However, I was still extremely confused and really uncomfortable with why Liam wanted to see my dick in front of his parents.

It's been a week since my first date with Liam and I was planning to take him out on another one tomorrow. I was currently lounging around at his house with him and his parents. They both had the Saturday off and decided to spend it binge watching a Netflix series titled "Sense8" with their son and me.

"Liam, I don't think that's something you want to see in front of your parents. Don't you think it's only for the two of us?" I asked kindly, looking at the lamb in shock as he frowned at me.

"Really? I thought anyone could see it. Grandpapa said our little soldiers is something we shouldn't be ashamed of no matter how big or small. They are what make us, us."

My face darkened with a blush as I shook my head.

"Well, your grandfather was a brave man because I can't just show anyone my dick. Maybe another time, love."

I looked at Liam to see that his eyes were now wide in shock and confusion and his blush had reached the tip of his ears. Angela and Jerald burst into loud, gut wrenching laughter, no longer able to hold it in. I watched them in confusion while Liam looked down and played with his fingers.

"I-I meant your lion, Blake." He mumbled nervously, his blush intensifying. My mouth formed an "o" shape as his parents finally stopped laughing.

"My father used to call our animal sides 'little soldiers.' Now that I think about it, it was a really inappropriate nickname." Angela explained, wiping a stray tear from her eye and clearing up my confusion. Looking at Liam, I noted that he was avoiding eye contact with me and his blush hadn't decreased.

"Sorry, love. I have a dirty mind." More than you know. "Sure, I can show you my lion. Unfortunately, I want you to stay back with your parents until I know how he reacts to you while out."

He looked at me with excitement as he stood up, rocking on the heel of his feet.

"Okay! That's fine! Come, let's go. I'm so excited." He said in one breath before rushing to the back door of his house. I, along with his parents, laughed as we stood from the couch also, following behind him.

The Nelson's backyard was just as beautiful as their house. There was mostly only trimmed grass and trees. It was surrounded by a fence that eased my mind since no random person could just wander into their home.

I told Liam to stand back with his parents as I walked out to a long distance away from them. Once I felt like I was far enough, I stripped, causing Jerald to cover his son's eyes while pinning me with a small glare. I shrugged as I took off my clothes, leaving on my boxers. Liam was bound to see me half naked sooner or later, and his parents definitely couldn't stop me being completely naked in front of him from happening. Before I knew it, I was bare, and Angela was teasingly fanning herself before I quickly turned around to hide my soldier from her.

My shift happened quickly and painlessly. It helped that all shifters' first time shifting happened at five year's old and became second nature right after. I licked myself before looking for Liam and finding him staring right at me. He was hiding behind his father, but I could still see the wonder in his eyes.

Thankfully, my lion decided to just sit and wait for his lamb to come to him. I watched as Liam's parents silently encouraged him to come close to me. I could almost smile when he started tiptoeing towards me before freezing once he was close enough to touch me.

My tongue flicked out, licking his hand that he put right in front of my face. It caused him to giggle before he kneeled in front of me and wrapped an arm around my neck, having to get under my thick mane.

"You're so pretty." He whispered into my ear, rubbing his face against mine. My lion growled lowly, not at all liking to be called pretty. I guess Liam understood that because he pulled away to look into our eyes.

"I guess pretty was the wrong word. H-how about handsome?"

I licked his face, letting him know that I liked it. He giggled again before reaching over to rub my body down. I purred as his hands gave me the best rub of my life, and he wasn't even touching my dick! When my lion had enough, he clamped his teeth into Liam's shirt and pulled him back gently until he was laying down. Once on his back, we moved to lay on top of him, knowing not to crush him with our weight.

"You are very cuddly." Liam said cutely, wrapping his arm around my neck again. I purred as he ran his hand over my head. Glancing up, I saw Liam's parents quietly backing away, trusting me with their son. I licked his face again before settling on his chest. He yawned seconds later.

"Can we sleep, Blakey?' He asked me, looking into my eyes. I nodded, well as much as a lion could, causing him to smile as he closed his eyes.

Like a creep, I watched him as he slept under me, thinking that right there was where he belonged.