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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 20, 2010 23:19:37 GMT -5
"You tell me," Mistoffelees murmured as he ducked his head, mouthing along the bulge though he kept the fabric between them, a consequential punishment although he didn't know for what. A need to make the other suffer a bit, to beg for it, crave it, do whatever he could. That was the chase.
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Post by Victor on Apr 20, 2010 23:24:50 GMT -5
Victor moaned lightly, keeping his hands behind his head for now. He felt like he was going to burst the fabric soon.
He raised on leg and rubbed it on Misto's back.
"You're a fucking tease," he said huskily. Oh, such a delicious tease.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 20, 2010 23:46:18 GMT -5
"Tell me something I don't know," Mistoffelees replied in a low drawl through the fabric, back rounding into the foot, hands smoothing down the back of his thighs. carefully, he used his teeth to pull the elastic back, to only free the very tip of the head as he allowed his tongue to slide out and lap at it.
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Post by Victor on Apr 20, 2010 23:49:22 GMT -5
"Uuugghhh," Was an approximation of the sound Victor made.
"Ok," he managed a second time through panting. "You're fucking hot, and turn me on a lot, and your dick tastes great."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 20, 2010 23:52:54 GMT -5
"Much," lick, "Better," lick. His teeth tugged the fabric lower until his hands slid it down mid-thigh, his body becoming more erect before he ducked his head to suckle the head, occassionally licking the wet sides, assessing the size, how much he'd have to work.
He could do it.
Allowing his jaw and body to relax, he closed his eye, swallowing the other's member as his nose came to the base, pressed in the fur, tonsils tightening around the tip.
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Post by Victor on Apr 20, 2010 23:56:04 GMT -5
Victor rolled his head back.
"Aww, fuckin' hell!" So much for inexperienced.
He finally moved his hands to rest on Misto's head, rubbing behind his ears.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 20, 2010 23:57:55 GMT -5
Victory.
Mistoffelees would have smirked if he were able to, knowing his lesson very well. Kissing, touching, jerking off, mutual masterbation, fingering, sucking--he could do those well, sticky fumblings around the Junkyard, in the alleys, sometimes others' homes. Now, though, he delighted in the sounds the older male made as he pulled back, only pressing again deeper, humming enough for a buzz around the other's cock.
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Post by Victor on Apr 21, 2010 0:02:07 GMT -5
He may be older, but not by much. It was more his appearance than anything. And some more experience.
He was panting steadily now. His hips bucking slightly in time, and his hands rubbing with the pace as well.
He was so close.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 21, 2010 11:02:16 GMT -5
Mistoffelees assault was relentless, tonsils vibrating in moan around the sensitive head, claws faintly scraping down the other's sides before he retracted them on his right paw. A smooth finger slid behind Victor's sac, pressing the skin just there, before moving by his entrance. A light press was given, the tip of his finger dipping in.
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Post by Victor on Apr 21, 2010 17:05:19 GMT -5
Victor moaned loudly, his hands pressing on Mistoffelees's head.
"Awww, Misto!" he grunted out, finishing into his mouth.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 21, 2010 18:58:23 GMT -5
Were Mistoffelees a little less experience, he'd have choked, but instead he kept his eyes shut, a beaded concentration before pulling up and swallowing, smallish smirk offered. "Ever have a cat so clever as that?"
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Post by Victor on Apr 21, 2010 19:43:16 GMT -5
Victor gave Misto a puffed smile.
"You're far better than you ought to be," he said simply. He reached to pull Mistoffelees up, laying the smaller tom half on the pillows, half on Victor's shoulder and arm, hugging him there. The other hand absently stroked the white fluff of his chest.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 21, 2010 19:45:15 GMT -5
Mistoffelees shifted a bit. "I've had practice with that." A shrug was given, a little bit of a lazy yawn, the wriggle of his shoulders, a tongue licking over his lips with a deep sigh.
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Post by Victor on Apr 21, 2010 19:48:55 GMT -5
"I don't mean just the blowjob," Victor said, pausing briefly to lick some white goo from Misto's cheek.
"I mean that you're too nice to be around. I thought you were supposed to be weird."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 21, 2010 20:55:01 GMT -5
"What do you mean, weird?" The cat asked, more suddenly sitting upright, seemingly perturbed by the idea. "The Jellicles think I'm weird? Why do they think I'm weird?"
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Post by Victor on Apr 21, 2010 21:54:28 GMT -5
"I didn't mean bad," Victor said, pulling Misto back down to him. "I mean, vague and aloof type stuff. You know, the mysterious magician, unlike any normal cat.
Victor slinked both arms around Misto's waist. "But your just like everyone else."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 22, 2010 2:40:39 GMT -5
"No, I'm not," Mistoffelees argued, strangely combative though he allowed himself to settle. "I have a wicked tongue, an amazing mouth, and I know how to use my hands very deftly, thank you very much." A tiny snort was offered. "You should know." Smirk.
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Post by Victor on Apr 22, 2010 3:32:53 GMT -5
"A magician should be good with his hands," Victor said, massaging the black waist.
"And," he hesitated. "I know you're not ready yet, but if you change your mind...I'd love it if you wanted to bang me."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 22, 2010 19:14:33 GMT -5
The cat jerked. "Where'd THAT come from?" he asked, gawking slightly, more amazed than anything else at the question and well, something else. "You're a BOTTOM?"
Well, maybe he was good but Jesus, that was a new one. The cat was older than him. Taller than him. Made moves on him. And he totally wanted an ass pummeling. "I--" Wow.
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Post by Victor on Apr 22, 2010 20:07:40 GMT -5
"What?" Victor asked, somewhat indignant at the apparent surprise. "Why can't I like taking it? I happen to enjoy getting held down and filled once in a while."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 22, 2010 21:25:20 GMT -5
"I just... dude. You completely defied all logic for the top and bottom height rule," the cat murmured, simply amazed.
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Post by Victor on Apr 22, 2010 21:29:16 GMT -5
"Why should you get all of the fun, just 'cause you're shorter?" Victor asked, squeezing Misto's backside. "It's not like the mechanics don't work either way around, and besides, I can take a queen. With a Tom, I want to be taken."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 23, 2010 10:52:00 GMT -5
The black cat squirmed a little but settled closer though he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose. "Why anyone would willing want to be with a queen beyond reproductive purposes is beside me. I don't understand the big deal at all." A face was made. "I'd much prefer cock."
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Post by Victor on Apr 23, 2010 20:51:29 GMT -5
Victor placed his hand near Misto's chest, squeezing an imaginary breast there. "They have their benefits," he said.
"Besides," he added, subtly directing one of Misto's hands to his chest, hoping that the small tom might decide to caress his muscles again. Sometimes, he really could be vain. "Sometimes I have to."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 23, 2010 22:22:18 GMT -5
Mistoffelees rolled his eyes. "No thanks," he said, in reference to the tits, though he did take the time to trace the muscles on Victor's chest. "You -have- to? Care to elaborate?"
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Post by Victor on Apr 23, 2010 22:38:36 GMT -5
"At the ball," Victor said, purring lightly at the attention. "The mating ceremony. It's for the Everlasting Cat's gift of life. It's for mating, not sex. Two toms can't do it."
Victor could be oddly spiritual about such things.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 23, 2010 23:09:11 GMT -5
"Oh... right." Mistoffelees frowned. He'd cuddled during the dance. Other times lay around and watched at the sacred ritual, one of the events where nudity was a mandatory thing, to make sure the cats didn't refrain from a sort of purity. It was tribal. Celebration.
But the thought of being with a queen didn't sit with him, and guiltily he stuck to cuddling, a few times masturbating as if the gesture would be enough of a good omen.
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Post by Victor on Apr 23, 2010 23:14:45 GMT -5
Victor looked at Mistoffelees's expression.
"It's all fair game the rest of the time," Victor assured him. "If it was wrong, the Everlasting Cat wouldn't have made it feel so good."
He rubbed at the base of Misto's tail, his thigh rubbing gently against his companion's.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 23, 2010 23:38:47 GMT -5
The black cat kneaded his paws against the other's chest, offering a little moan. "I don't want to with a queen, though. Will I have to? He'd look past that, you'd think, yeah?" A purr formed, tail swishing with a pleasure.
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Post by Victor on Apr 23, 2010 23:42:55 GMT -5
"I'm sure no one would take offence if you just cuddled at the Mating ceremony." Both of Victor legs hooked behind Misto's, holding the tux on top of him.
"Or if you wanked and watched the toms going at it with the queens."
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