Jack has a chat with his Son
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Jethro smirks and curls up his tail as he gazes at himself in the mirror before turning to his Mate "What do you think?"
Tony gazes at the Feline and slowly swallows before crawling up the bed "I think...you are the sexist person alive" he reaches out and strokes the dark green t-shirt "It highlights my Collar" with that he strokes the forest green Collar "You are mine"
He smirks as he takes his Mates lips into an aggressive kiss...only to be interrupted by a soft knock on his door. His ears flatten against his skull and he quick pushes Tony onto the floor "Get under the bed!"
The Canine yelps and scrambles to do as his Mate orders, he curls himself up and under the bed.
Jethro makes sure his Mate can't be seen before walking up to the door and opening "What?"
Jack pauses at the sight of his Son in his Uniform and gently reaches out to stroke through the soft silver tuft of a mane "You look so grown up"
The Feline sighs and allows the touch before stepping back "Ok...so what do you want? As I have to get out of this Uniform and..."
Jack rolls his eyes as he walks in and sits on the bed "I think it's time that we had the talk"
Jethro cocks his head to one side "Talk? Talk about what?"
The Lion gives his Son a soft smile before lifting up his mane with his hands...revealing an old, worn sea blue leather Collar.
His eyes water and he hesitantly moves closer. He bites his bottom lip as he reaches out and strokes the worn leather "You...you kept Mums Collar?"
Jack nods and shakes out his mane before tugging his Son against his chest, a soft purr escaping from his throat as Jethro allows him to do it.
Jethro returns the purr as he rubs his head against his Dads chest before gazing up at him "I...I still miss her"
"As do I" he lets out a sigh and gazes into his Sons ice blues "I am so happy that you have accepted anothers Collar...but I should have talked you through it all beforehand"
The Liger tenses and cringes as he draws away from his Dads warmth "Er...I'd rather not"
Jack rolls his eyes "It's only sex, Leroy"
Jethro flattens his ears and wraps his tail around his waist "Dad! Please...not now!" his cheeks heat up as he thinks about Tony listening in.
He cocks his head to one side and chuckles as he watches the Liger go pink. He makes himself comfortable and pats the space beside him as he leans back against the pillows.
A huff escapes his chest as he crawls closer and curls against his Dads side, resting his head on the broad chest. He gazes up into the similar eyes and sighs as he knows that he is as stubborn as himself "Go on then"
Jack smirks at his Sons attitude and runs his fingers through the short tuft of a silver mane "Well...I guess you'll be relieved to know that Felines are quite aggressive during sex"
Jethro cocks his ears forward "So...so its normal to bite? And...and scratch?" at his Dads nod, he lets out a sigh "I thought it was because I...because of my breeding" he shrugs "That I'm a Hybrid and Feral"
Jack frowns as he lets out a reassuring purr "The only thing which is due to your 'breeding' is that you have the best qualities of two Felines...a Lions bravery and a Tigresses competition" he smirks "That and your unique markings" with that he runs a finger along the black and orange strips that are within the white fur "Your beautiful markings"
The Liger rolls his eyes "The only thing my markings have caused...is violence against myself! I have no friends because of my breeding" he sighs and then smiles "But I have Tony and no-one shall take him from me!"
The Lion chuckles at the display and shakes his head "That's another trait we Felines have...possessiveness and jealousy"
Jethro gazes up and smiles "Yeah...I've always been possessive" he lets out a sigh before biting his lip "So...is it normal to...to draw blood from your Mate during sex?" he feels his cheeks heat up at the raised eyebrow and shrugs as he avoids the questioning gaze "I...I bit him, hard enough that I pierced the skin and tasted his blood"
Jack frowns and thinks about it before asking "Did he startle you in anyway?" at the embarrassed nod, he chuckles "Well, that wouldn't have helped...but I know some Felines like to bite their Mates until they draw blood, as it marks them as taken...yet others bite to show that they are in control, biting to keep their Mate in place as they have sex" he shrugs "I did both with your Mother...but she preferred to draw blood"
His cheeks become a darker shade of red as he realises that they are talking about sex while Tony is under the bed and decides to change the subject "So...was the Store busy today?"
Jack smirks at the not so subtle change of subject and decides to play along "Yeah, it was a good day...that female Puma was asking about you again" at the confused frown, he rolls his eyes "Shannon Everly...she likes you"
Jethro cringes "No...Chuck likes her and every other male Feline" he lets out a sigh as he rubs his cheek against his Dads chest, seeking comfort before stating "I'm a Hybrid, a Feral...I have nothing to offer her and besides...I have Tony"
He shakes his head "Leroy, there is no need to be so hard on yourself, you'll make an excellent Mate for someone-" at the glare, he lets out a chuckle "-for Tony then, but...I don't want you using the term Feral no more! You are not Feral in any shape or form!"
A huff escapes his chest as he flattens his ears "What about me biting Chuck!? The Bastard deserved it though" he flinches as he is headslapped and he lifts a hand to rub the back of his head "What was that for!?"
Jack lets out an annoyed growl "You are NOT Feral! And don't let me catch you swearing again!"
Jethro gives him a glare before sighing "Fine...whatever!" with that he rubs himself against his Dads chest and lets out a purr "Thanks for the embarrassing chat...but at least I now know that it's normal to bite"
The Lion laughs at his Son and playfully batters him away before standing "I'll leave you alone now" at the door he turns back and smirks "You can tell Tony to come out now, I'm going"
Jethro feels his face flame crimson as he realises his Dad knew all along about someone under the bed "How did you know?"
His smirk widens "There's nothing wrong with my hearing, Leroy! I heard you telling him to hide" his smile falters "I don't understand why you want to hide him from me, as you know that any Feline you take as your Mate will always be welcome in this house" with that he leaves.
Jethro sits there gazing at the closed door as he whispers "But could you accept them if they aren't Feline?" he turns at a silent whine and he sighs "Come out Tony...the coast is clear"
Tony crawls out from beneath the bed and curls up around his Mate "Your Dad is Epic...I wish mine would talk to me like that!" at the sad smile, he licks his Mates cheek "Hey, no sadness! You should be happy, he said he would accept whoever you took as your Mate"
The Feline flattens his ears before rubbing himself against Tonys broad chest, seeking comfort as he states "I want you to meet him...but I fear he would kill you before I got the chance to explain" his eyes water and he digs his claws into Tonys waist as he tugs him closer "I can't lose you! You are the only one that has accepted me...and loved me like I love you"
The Alsatian winces at the slight hurt and runs his fingers through the soft silky ear fluff, sighing in relief as the tense body relaxes and retracts the claws
"Sorry"
Tony chuckles "It's ok" before gazing at the door "Jethro...I think I would like to meet your Father, he is important to you and so...I am willing to risk it"
Jethro lets out a purr as he wraps his tail around them both "You know its going to be dangerous? I shall protect you as much as I am able...but there is a chance he would kill you"
He shrugs "I will not hide our Relationship, we have collared one another and in doing so...we belong to the other" he leans down and takes the Felines lips in a soft kiss "So, lets meet Gibbs Senior"
The Liger nods and quickly strips out of his Uniform before tugging on a pair of jeans and a hoodie "Come, follow me"
They leave the room hand in hand as they head downstairs as a Mated Couple