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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 27, 2010 23:42:13 GMT -5
"Yeah. Right before Victor'd kick my arse," Mistoffelees mumbled, the idea seeming more suddenly less appealing than it had been. He exhaled, shaking his head. "And are you insinuating that I'm a bottom? I'll have you know that I think I'm very well suited for a top, thank you very much."
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Post by bombalurina on Apr 28, 2010 0:05:40 GMT -5
Bombalurina snorted, kicking her legs up on top of the car. Tuggers vehement declarations of morality were a bit funny to the Scarlet Queen. And although he looked earnest enough to maybe be telling the truth, she scoffed momentarily at his advice to Misto about being careful.
"You sounds like you're advising from experience Tugger. Something you care to tell us?"
Implying he was gay. How funny and new and original. Bombalurina was whip-smart when it came to insults, but sometimes she liked to fall back on old favorites.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Apr 28, 2010 6:15:35 GMT -5
"I think the only fair thing is to swap top and bottom," Tugger said to Misto.
He waved a hand flippantly at Bombalurina's comment. "Lots of nip and a threesome," he dismissed, not concerned. He could hardly tarnish his reputation.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 28, 2010 8:37:56 GMT -5
"Yeah, well, there's only one cat I'd care to have top me, so doesn't particularly matter, now does it?" Mistoffelees replied before he stretched out himself, lying next to Bombalurina rather than sit. It was.... such a strange relationship the three had in terms of friendship, and certainly he wouldn't deny the pleasure they took in trying to rile up Tugger, which sometimes worked and, sometimes, didn't have any effect whatsoever.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Apr 28, 2010 8:58:22 GMT -5
Tugger just looked pointedly at Mistoffelees for a moment.
"Well?" he asked. "Who?" As if Misto's comment wouldn't prompt that question.
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Post by bombalurina on Apr 28, 2010 14:43:14 GMT -5
Bombalurina eyes Misto as he lay down next to her, a subtle smile on her face. She drew her tongue over the back of her hand and groomed her ears with it, trying to express disinterest, when in fact the urge to know the answer to Tuggers question was clawing at her brain.
She mastered her inquisitiveness, and cocked her head to one side, trying to sound bored.
"Yeah Misto, who?" she purred, flicking her tail across his field of vision. If he seemed uncomfortable with the question, she'd shut up, but he'd been the one to bring it up.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 28, 2010 15:32:09 GMT -5
He should have known better, but he didn't, and for a moment he lay, simply gaping. His mouth opened and closed a few times before he forcefully adverted his attention and rolled onto his stomach, arms folded beneath his head, seeming a bit small in the blazer and nice dress slacks. A more casual suit, really.
"Like hell I'm telling either of you."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Apr 28, 2010 22:11:54 GMT -5
That was exactly the answer that Tugger was expecting. He would have thought something was up if Misto had answered without hesitation.
"Hmm, well, it can't be Tumble, since you were looking at his butt, and how he's flexible," Tugger said, pseudo musing. "So I bet it's not someone like him. Must be someone big and strong. It's not Munkus, is it?" he asked, gleeful at the prospect of taunting his brother with such ideas.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 28, 2010 22:23:41 GMT -5
Oh like HELL he was going to fall into this trap and let it spill. Already, he said too much. And so, as dryly as possible, he said, "Oh, yes. Munkustrap drives me wild. I just can't contain myself around him. However did you guess?"
A roll of his eyes was given, and a thump of his tail.
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Post by bombalurina on Apr 28, 2010 22:26:17 GMT -5
Bombalurina laughed, loudly. "Mister Grumpypants? I think now. I can't imagine Munkustrap getting it on with anyone. He has SUCH a stick up his arse." She put a finger to her chin, pretending to think hard. "Although just the name Munkustrap does sound kind of naughty. Like some kind of BDSM device."
She poked Misto on the shoulder, now whining petulantly. "Come onnnn, Misto. Tell us. We don't judge." She cast a look over at Tugger, raising her eyebrows, trying to get him to push Misto harder. This was fun.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Apr 28, 2010 22:27:26 GMT -5
"Aww, poor Munkie," Tugger cooed. "Rejected by the gay community." Since Mistoffelees was the only gay tom he really knew very well. Victor was to openly bi to count.
"Now who will remove thee stick that's shoved up there?"
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 28, 2010 22:33:00 GMT -5
If looks could kill, both of them would be dead. Actually, anyone in a 10-mile radius, really. A withering expression was offered accompanied by a snort before he shifted his weight. "The 'gay community' is not amused. And I was under the impression that Munkustrap was asexual. He's pretty much married to work, it seems."
He glanced to Bombalurina. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'd rather not think about it."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Apr 28, 2010 22:36:09 GMT -5
Tugger waved his hand flippantly. "Name another gay Jellicle," he said.
"Munkus is far to uptight with his job. A good lay would do him good. Loosen him up."
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Post by bombalurina on Apr 28, 2010 22:43:11 GMT -5
Bombalurina rolled over on her back, sjiggaing gleefully. "Aw, poor Munk. No one wants him. Probably because all he does it sulk. And yell." She pondered this for a moment. "Seriously. All he ever does is rant about tradition and responsibility and safety. Rant rant rant. He's a Ranty McRantPants." She crossed her arms pretending to sulk.
"Don't want to visualize that Misto? I hear you. Ooh!" She sat up, quickly. "You know who else has a dirty sounding name. I mean, God, I love her to death but Rumpleteazer? Seriously. If that doesn't sound dirty I don't know what does."
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 29, 2010 10:16:47 GMT -5
Mistoffelees gave another harsh glare. "Try Exotica," he said dryly in response to Tugger though, in terms of gay males, he couldn't think of any off-hand. There were a couple of bi ones, and certainly bi-curious, but out and open? Even closeted? No. Mistoffelees was a bit of a loner.
And dirty sounding names. Rumpleteazer. Ugh. Mistoffelees could only roll his eyes at that one. "I try not to think of things involving that sort of pussy."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on Apr 29, 2010 10:30:46 GMT -5
"And she won't sleep with Munkus either," Tugger countered Misto.
"Teazer," he pondered. "Perhaps I should go and see if she lives up to her name," he said, winking at no one in particular.
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Post by Mistoffelees on Apr 29, 2010 10:36:57 GMT -5
"Of course she wouldn't. She's a lesbian," Mistoffelees said more crossly than anything else, unsure of why his agitation were building with his friend. Tugger had that effect on him sometimes. Though, at least, the attention was off him, and that sort of problem. It'd ruin everything.
"And please, in regard to your brother, you surely can't be blind as to how Kamaria and Kitrina are around him. I swear they're going to rip each other's throats out or scratch out each other's eyes or... something."
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Post by bombalurina on Apr 29, 2010 21:26:11 GMT -5
Bombalurina snorted, looking over at Tugger. "Could any siblings be more different?" She shook her head knowingly. How Munkustrap could turn down the advances of two perfectly cute queens was completely beyond her. But then again, turning down sex wasn't something Bom did often.
"Well, considering Lord Grouchy-Trousers appears to be completely asexual, I see no reason for them to fight. THey'll just have to find some other fine grey tom to lust over."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 1, 2010 4:27:30 GMT -5
"They'll just need to see if I have a free space in my schedule," Tugger said, flipping his mane.
"I'm just so busy."
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Post by bombalurina on May 1, 2010 20:10:40 GMT -5
Tugger snorted and playfully (okay, maybe a little irritatedly) kicked Tugger in the shin with one of her high-heeled boots.
"I don't remember you going grey recently. And besides, what you seem to have time enough in your schedule to harass me when I'm relaxing."
The gist of that comment was, of course, trying to figure out if he was joking when he said busy schedule. Not that she cared too much, but she didn't like him bringing up his other conquests all that much nonetheless. Bom knew the truth about Tugger, and she wasn't about to kid herself. But once and a while it was nice to pretend she was the only queen in a toms life.
Not that the Bombshell didn't get around herself.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 1, 2010 20:33:24 GMT -5
"I'm taking a relaxation break," Tugger said. "I've very in demand. No one would even think of having a party without me, and well," he winked at Misto. "I'm very good a simply stating that a sweet queen is a catch to the right to naive young tom, and they're all over her."
Another wink, just for show. "Would you like a word given to any special little toms?" he asked Mistoffelees.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 3, 2010 8:57:58 GMT -5
Mistoffelees worked to keep his face as neutral as possible. Why yes, I would like a word given to a special little tom who's not so little but I can't say anything to because, oh, I don't know, they're YOU.
"Thanks, but no thanks," Mistoffelees replied fairly evenly, accompanied by the roll of his eyes.
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Post by bombalurina on May 5, 2010 0:22:40 GMT -5
Bombalurina pouted outrageously, pulling a face of mock-sadness. "Aw, you're no fun." She complained. "You know, the Tugger can be very persuasive. You really should have him put in a good word to whoever you're crushin' on."
The lashed her tail back and forth before grabbing at it and draping it over her shoulder like a strange, animated scarf.
"Well, now that we've discovered Misto has the hots for someone but he wont tell us who - I'm bored. One of you, entertain me."
She got up on the car and sat, like a queen on her throne, staring at Misto and Tugger is if they were her subjects, with a smirk on her face.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 5, 2010 0:29:10 GMT -5
Mistoffelees rolled his eyes before wiggling his fingers. "What? Want me to pull some fireworks? Make some explosions? Do the macarena?"
A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips though it was to cover up a grimace.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 5, 2010 8:59:08 GMT -5
"What she means," Tugger said to Mistoffelees in a stage whisper. "Is that she really needs a tom's attention now." He nudged his friend. "Go cop a feel. You're gay, so she can't even pretend to object."
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 5, 2010 9:17:44 GMT -5
"Whaaaaat?" Mistoffelees snorted. "Are you serious? Of course you are. What on earth would I want to cop a feel for? That'd be like me saying that I want attention and Bombalurina saying for YOU to cop a feel. ... that wasn't an invitation either, so don't even think about it."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 5, 2010 9:23:19 GMT -5
Tugger made a small pantomime of raising his hand to grope Misto, then dropping it disappointed when he was told no.
"But she won't object," Tugger said, still in the stage whisper with the pretence that Bomba couldn't hear him, but the intention that she could. "She just needs a little soft-core lovin'."
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Post by bombalurina on May 5, 2010 18:49:54 GMT -5
Bombalurina crossed her arms, sticking out her tongur at Tugger.
"That was not an invitation for groping, although I am offended you wouldn't want to Misto. You may be gay, but they're nice. Jeez, who wouldn't want a handful" She hunched her shoulders forward to intensify her already ample cleavage.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 5, 2010 19:19:15 GMT -5
Mistoffelees rolled his eyes. "Would it make you feel better if I did?" God, really, those two could be downright obnoxious sometimes. Most often, he enjoyed the banter, but sometimes it just was irritating. Tugger was always tough to deal with but if Bombalurina was on Tugger's side, Mistoffelees knew he wouldn't have a chance in hell.
"I happen to be extremely selective, thank you very much."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 5, 2010 21:06:36 GMT -5
Tugger nodded furiously at Misto. "They're all warm as soft," he purred. "Just close your eyes an imagine it's a tom. A highly feminine, smokin' hot, sex goddess tom," he added thoughtfully, getting momentarily caught gazing over Bomba's curves.
"But still pretend it's a tom," he amended, shaking his head slightly.
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