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Post by pike on Nov 23, 2011 22:59:42 GMT -5
Munkustrap panted on top of Alonzo. He'd been waiting for the chance to mess around with his friend since the last time, and this seemed to be it. His sweat pants were slipping lower on his hips as he made out with Alonzo. High ground, a little bit of a break from guard duty, not like anyone was coming.
Just a little making out, grinding, something to hold off until shift was over, or so he hoped.
He grinned by Alonzo's ear, mouthing along it a bit. It was stressful. But a good thing Plato didn't say anything.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 23, 2011 23:13:57 GMT -5
Alonzo moaned a bit into Munk, one arm around his back, the other reaching down to slip a hand under his waistband. Munk may be only here for make outs and grinding, but Alonzo wanted at least a hand job out of it. He was a little too hot and bothered to ignore the throbbing in his groin.
"You're sexy," Alonzo breathed, "you know that?"
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Post by pike on Nov 23, 2011 23:25:10 GMT -5
"Oh yeah? Mmn, so are you--oh, we shouldn't, we shouldn't," Munkustrap said though he smirked and made no move to stop Alonzo, even twisting to give Alonzo a better angle, more for the game of it.
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 23, 2011 23:30:52 GMT -5
Kit started walking through the rubble on a mission: Find Munkustrap, demand to know why he was avoiding her, then make love to him. It seemed simple enough, yet that mission had failed for the past few weeks and she wasn't sure why. But this time, she was sure it was fool proof. She'd go to him at the night post--he always worked there, she was stupid to not think of it before. And she'd look nice, tempting. Instead of her usual, her jeans were snug with only one tear in them by the back pocket. Underneath a black tanktop, she'd gone so far as to wear a push up bra even--something she loathed immensely but if it added that much cleavage, she'd go for it.
She didn't hear or see the two toms, both of them in the watch position while she was in plain sight, sometimes looking at the ground, going over the words she rehearsed.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 23, 2011 23:36:33 GMT -5
Alonzo grinned as Munk shifted, "your words say no, but your body says yes." He immediately seized the other, not bothering to take down his pants just yet. He caressed and fondled, more foreplay and teasing to begin with.
"Mmm," he said, winking, "such a big kitty."
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Post by pike on Nov 23, 2011 23:42:58 GMT -5
"Damn right such a big kitty--" And, as soon as he pressed his hard on against Alonzo's hand, his body became rigid and he sat upright, eyes scanning the grounds, ears pricked up, one flicking back. A sound. It was subtle, but he heard it.
He sniffed at the air before scanning the grounds. Pheromones--but Alonzo's or someone else's. No, a queen's. No, a familiar queen's. No... hers.
His eyes locked on Kitrina, chest constricting. He'd seen her naked, fucked her a lot, but she never looked like that. Tits looked almost as marvelously huge as Bombalurina's, even from the distance. A thought came to mind before he lightly pawed at Alonzo's chest, their discussion of him quitting her out of mind, his thoughts to be good gone as well, his thoughts about who she might be, him using her, everything, gone but lust.
"We could have a threesome," he said almost automatically. "I bet she'd double-pen if I told her to. Probably has before. Plato'd writhe with jealousy."
That side, that ugly side of Munkustrap, that side that showed his relation to his brother rearing its head.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 23, 2011 23:49:57 GMT -5
"What?" Alonzo said following Munk's gaze, before finally stopping at Kitrina. Fuckin' woman...get out of here. He withdrew his hand from Munk's pants, "no...I mean...you should go Munk, you're not thinking straight." (OOC: Haha, punny ) He pushed at the other, in an attempt to get to his feet, "you don't want to be a jack ass to her anymore, right? Then leave so that the temptation isn't there anymore." This was absolutely killing Alonzo, his mind at least as flooded with lust as Munkustrap's was, though somehow, the fact that he really didn't want to share the grey and black tom was enough to keep him from being led by his cock. Jealousy imitates goodness...how interesting...
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Post by pike on Nov 23, 2011 23:58:58 GMT -5
Munkustrap paused, then shook his head as if clearing it when a look of horror came to his face. He scrambled to his feet, almost panting.
"Oh my God... what'd I almost do?" he whispered, mortified. Then, he put his hand on Alonzo's shoulder. "Thanks," he said sincerely. "I always knew I could trust you to do the right thing." He glanced to where she was before kissing Alonzo's cheek. "Find me later. When she's gone. If you can stall her or send her back, great. I'll be patrolling by the pipes." And he sprinted, fast, noiseless.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 0:03:03 GMT -5
Alonzo's face burned where Munk's lips had touched it, "I will...see you soon." He brought a hand to his cheek - this was starting to get out of hand, just like with Plato...God dammit Alonzo, keep your head together.
He stood up, patting himself down, and making himself presentable. He tried to look nonchalant (though he likely was failing quite horribly) as he waited for the queen to approach.
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 0:11:17 GMT -5
Spotting the figure, she increased the pace, her stride. "Hey!" she greeted, a bit more brightened, though as soon as she saw the black and white markings her face fell. Oh. Alonzo...
She continued to walk until she stopped before the other, looked awkward a moment, cleared her throat, tried to take Demeter's advice. "Uh... do you know where Munkustrap is? I really... sort of... need to talk to him."
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 0:14:18 GMT -5
"No," Alonzo said a bit too quickly, perhaps a bit snappier than he normally would be. "He's off somewhere doing some kind of tribe protector stuff - left me to cover his shift." He took in a deep breath, "why do you need to talk to him anyways?"
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 0:17:26 GMT -5
"Has he been doing a lot of that lately?" Kit asked, mostly to stall for more time. "It's not that important. ... well, kind of is..." She rubbed the back of her neck, then became acutely aware of her neckline as she tugged the front of her shirt up a little to cover herself more.
A deep sigh, hesitation. "Never mind, forget it, forget I asked."
And yet, only two steps away from him, she turned around once more. "He's avoiding me."
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 0:22:42 GMT -5
Oh how he wished she had just continued walking away. Her words as she turned around were like a punch in the gut to him. It wasn't even a question, just a statement. At that moment he could see the hurt in her eyes; how does one even reply to that? A lie -- what good would that do anyone? The truth -- if possible perhaps even more painful?
He looked back to her, "...yes..."
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 0:35:06 GMT -5
Her face fell, and she hugged her middle, the gesture pulling the shirt back down and low though it was a self-conscious instinct. A feeling of being small, needing to protect herself. But why protect herself from Alonzo? Alonzo didn't do anything. He just knew the actual answers.
Kit snorted then, forced her hands to rest by her sides though they balled up in nervous fists. Something to calm down. "Why?" She laughed bitterly, "Did he get sick of me? Bored of me? Was that why he always wanted to do nasty stuff in bed?" She shook her head. "I know toms talk."
Knew about it too much, from what Chris would say about her, Chris' friends about her.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 0:41:03 GMT -5
Alonzo's face was one of sadness in the extreme. Not only did he just destroy this queen's world, but it was at least partly his fault that it had happened at all.
"He..." Alonzo started, "he's not a bad guy...he...he just didn't want to use you anymore. He knew that you, well that you felt more strongly towards him than he did to you." Alonzo's stomach was in a knot, "he just didn't think he was strong enough to resist you...that's why he stopped seeing you altogether."
Wow, that was a lot of info. His eyes had never left Kit's, trying to read the effect of his words in them.
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 0:52:39 GMT -5
"Strong enough to resist me? I'm not some sort of temptress! Is he saying that?!" Kit's temper flared, though it was clear the temper came from confusion, from hurt. Use her?
"He didn't use me. He said..."
She thought about her leg, that horrid brand on it. Subconsciously, her hand touched the inside of the thigh. It felt like the M burned, that it'd always burn.
But that's what toms did... they wanted sex. A lot of it. The affection would come through sex. Was that mark enough?
"That's not accurate. No," she said firmly, shaking her head.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 0:54:54 GMT -5
"No," Alonzo said loudly, "he's saying that he's a fucking horn dog! He can't stop himself, and he didn't think that was fair to you."
He furrowed a brow at her last words, "what's not accurate?"
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 1:00:53 GMT -5
For the first time, she shied back at Alonzo's words. A glimmer of something, maybe the tone. Yelling. She hated yelling. But it wasn't accurate. That couldn't be right. Couldn't be at all.
Just a horny tom? That was all? All the sweet words? Didn't think it was fair?
No. He'd defended her against Tugger. He'd defended her.
"Heh," she said, a tone that was either depressed or bitter or heartbroken, hard to say, "and here I believed him when he said I was special."
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 1:09:04 GMT -5
Alonzo sat himself down, feeling as though he was about to throw up, "I don't know what else to tell you." He felt awful, but it was all the truth, surely that was better than lying wasn't it?
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 1:12:33 GMT -5
"Nothing else to say. It was never safe here. I was stupid for thinking it was. Stupid for thinking anyone could ever look at me and think not damaged goods." She turned her back to Alonzo to hide her face, the wetness that was threatening to fall. "Punishment because he died... I knew I was lucky but didn't know how lucky..."
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 1:15:13 GMT -5
Alonzo felt tears well up, damn you Munkustrap for leaving me to deal with this shit!
"It is safe here," Alonzo said, a silent bead of water slipping down his cheek, "it will always be safe here."
Part of him wanted to ask her who died...but he couldn't bring himself to do it, couldn't bring himself to deal with it.
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 1:21:15 GMT -5
She traced the M on her inner thigh. Shook her head. "It's not. You wouldn't know. But it's not. It'll be a matter of time before I'm on watch if not dead. Maybe used for my services if I'm that good a fuck."
It was a bitter laugh that time, one that ended too shortly.
"Tell Munk..." she paused. She didn't know what to say. "Tell him..." Hands gripped her hair. "Damn it."
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 1:25:23 GMT -5
More tears trickled down Alonzo's face, "Kitrina, just because someone is a bit of a jerk and isn't prepared to be with you, doesn't mean that the world should end." He wiped at his eyes roughly, "no-one is going to put you on watch, no-one is going to kill you, no-one is going to hurt you."
Dear God...what was all of this?
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 1:27:35 GMT -5
She laughed bitterly as she looked over her shoulder. "They will. If not a Jellicle, someone from before. Whenever Munkustrap talks. You have no idea." She rubbed her eyes. "Just thought stuff would change. Fuck it, I'm out." She kicked a can as she started to walk down the rubbish.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 1:40:18 GMT -5
"I do too have an idea," Alonzo yelled after her, slapping his hands over his mouth as he said it, praying that she either hadn't heard or that she didn't understand.
Fuck...
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 1:43:24 GMT -5
Kitrina froze in place before she spun around. Down the hill just slightly, she felt even smaller than Alonzo. For the first time since she was discovered and then years before that, she felt sheer terror.
He knew? He ... knew?
Munkustrap must have told... Munkustrap... how many did he tell? Avoiding her? They were going to wipe her out. She knew it.
She took a step back before another, twisting as she turned, slipping down the hill to the bottom, landing with a thud though she pulled herself up, not knowing where to go but running, running fast.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 1:46:53 GMT -5
Alonzo gasped as she turned, surely he expected anger, pain, but terror? Never.
"Why are you running?" he called, legitimately worried and slightly frightened, "I thought you'd want to hit me. Why are you scared?"
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 1:51:24 GMT -5
She had to go, she couldn't answer. She could outrun him. She knew she could-
Or could have if her damn leg didn't get caught up.
An empty plastic pack of soda, hooked around her feet, the netting tangling like shackles. She hit the ground fast and hard, tried to kick free, clawed against the ground to get away. Oh God, that was set there, wasn't it? It was a trap. She was going to die. She was going to die.
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Post by Alonzo on Nov 24, 2011 1:54:39 GMT -5
Alonzo ran down to her, attempting to help untangle her.
"What on Earth has gotten into you?" he asked, a look of extreme worry on his face, "I thought you'd just be angry at me for sleeping with Munkus...I mean...fuck..."
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Post by Kitrina on Nov 24, 2011 2:00:56 GMT -5
"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'll do anything, I swear I'm not a rat, I'll do anything," she spluttered as she turned on the ground so she was on her back. Tom. Survival. Thoughts. Distraction. Help. Quick thinking, or no thinking. She yanked her tanktop up, back arched in the snug push up, amplifying the line of cleavage as she took Alonzo's hands and pressed them against her, her own hand then snaking out to cup Alonzo's groin through his pants. A thought briefly went to size, more pleasant surprise, when his words hit her.
Reaction without thinking or quick thinking.
"You're... what?" she asked, perplexed, panting, embarrassed.
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