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Post by Mistoffelees on May 10, 2010 12:35:13 GMT -5
"I--oh. Me? Why? Like that?"
Mistoffelees frowned a bit. Victor was quite handsome, yes, but he'd never really thought about the other cat more than acquaintances. Well, now more than friends. It just never was a consideration. Then again, no cat really was.
... except Tugger.
He shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know what to say..."
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Post by Victor on May 10, 2010 12:58:01 GMT -5
"Not, you know, love or anything," Victor said hurridly. "Just...I don't know, like a stupid kitten crush or something."
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 10, 2010 13:34:58 GMT -5
Mistoffelees' shoulders and poise relaxed considerably with that. Good. Oh, good. Oh praise the Everlasting Cat. There was so much confusion, so much... something.
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Post by Victor on May 10, 2010 20:20:18 GMT -5
Victor tried to wipe his eyes. "It all seemed so good before," he said. "When we were in your attic everything was fine. Everything was fine this morning."
He sniffed. "Now it's all messed up."
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 10, 2010 20:23:13 GMT -5
"... yeah," he murmured softly. "... it's really fucked up."
Mistoffelees frowned further. "I'll apologize to Brutus. That'd... be the right thing to do."
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Post by Victor on May 10, 2010 20:28:48 GMT -5
"He's probably more upset with me," Victor commented. "I'm the one who was supposed to look after him."
He pulled himself into the huddled position like Tumble's again. "I'm not that bad, am I?" he asked, starting to cry again. He had a lot of problems that he'd ignored for too long. "It's not like I throw myself at anyone. It just happens."
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 10, 2010 20:45:47 GMT -5
"I--hey, hey, hey," Mistoffelees tried, scooting closer as he embraced Victor tighter and kissed his cheek. "Hey, hey, easy, easy. You're not bad. I mean... a lot of people are like that. Have fun. Tugger, Bomba, me--to a degree, fuck, probably even your dad, too. Pardon poor imagery."
He frowned further. "You're honestly not bad. You're... you're caring. Compassionate. I mean, the fact you're crying over your brother--not many cats would do that."
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Post by Victor on May 10, 2010 20:53:27 GMT -5
Victor leaned into Misto. "But Tumble was right. It should mean something. I may be an accident, but at least Mum and Dad cared about eachother. They had Tumble too. That's not a casual shag. I want that."
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 10, 2010 21:04:29 GMT -5
"... maybe you can find it. It might just take a little while, or different places..." His voice trailed off a little. It must have been nice, having a family, dysfunctional as they were. Parents that didn't stick together, a bastard son and slightly less bastard son. But it must have been harsh. A killed sister. The different ways both boys went. Victor went around the block so many times before he was even Tumblebrutus's age.
"I never thought about it meaning anything," he said softly.
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Post by Victor on May 10, 2010 21:10:33 GMT -5
"The closest I've ever felt to it meaning something again was..."
Victor trailed off, turning his head to took at Misto.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 8:31:11 GMT -5
"What what?" The cat paused, then shook his head. "Oh no. No, no, I--fuck. Victor..." The cat strained. What the hell was he to do in a situation like this? "I'm sorry--I just--" Pause. "I've never..." Stress.
"I... could get to know you better."
What?
"I mean, I don't want to promise anything. I don't know you well. And I'm not going to stop caring about Tugger but... maybe we could get closer."
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 8:35:16 GMT -5
"I'll never stop loving her," Victor said, with the same sentiment as Mistoffelees. "I don't think I'll ever feel that way about anyone else, but..."
He shifted to be facing Misto more comfortably. "We could...distract each other from those we can't have?"
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 8:38:37 GMT -5
"What... exactly are you proposing with that? ... to what extent, I mean?" A wary, guarded reply. The idea of commitment was unnerving, but the dynamic the pair had was pretty electric in bed.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 8:46:27 GMT -5
"I don't know," Victor admitted. "Some one to talk to, who understands my issues, who won't mind if I end up in someone else's bed."
"Open relationship," he said after some thought. "Like dating, but the ability to shag others." He grinned a little. "And maybe threesomes."
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 8:48:12 GMT -5
Mistoffelees hedged a little bit, weight shifting in thought. Contemplation. Well... open. Open to stumbling in someone else's bed. Threesomes, something he'd never tried but had interest in.
"No fucking," he said, another firm sentiment. "It's just... it's not about you. I just... can't." Because the dream would die, that sense of something he wanted so badly.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 8:51:20 GMT -5
"Uh, is that no fucking you, or no fucking me?" Victor asked. "Or both?"
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 9:16:40 GMT -5
"I... don't know. Not fucking me. I just... I just can't... maybe I can with you. I don't know." Mistoffelees rubbed at his brow a little. "Just... do we need to decide the extent right now? I just... I can't take it. It'd... my dream."
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 9:18:59 GMT -5
"There's no hurry," Victor said. "We'll...we'll work it out. See what seems best."
He leaned in an lightly kissed Mistoffelees on the lips.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 9:25:38 GMT -5
The black tom returned the kiss, something shorter and sweeter. "... yeah. Let's try it out." He exhaled before giving yet another kiss.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 9:29:14 GMT -5
Victor let the kiss become soft, tender. He was not good a romance, but he'd try.
It was amazing how similar the two really were, even if no one would guess it. The same pain, the same mask.
Victor's hands gently wrapped around Misto's back, rubbing softly.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 10:03:48 GMT -5
He sighed gently before allowing his arms to follow suit, though instead around Victor's shoulders. This was so strange, so fucked up in a way. An hour before, he'd have been dying to nail Tumblebrutus, and now he was trying out something, open as it was, with Victor. Completely fucked up.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 10:10:49 GMT -5
Victor preferred not to think about it. This, right now, was nice. Don't think and mess it up. Just go with it.
He started purring into the kiss, tongue rubbing against MIsto's lips.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 10:12:58 GMT -5
Mistoffelees submit to the touch, exhaling with a pleasured sound, smiling in it, even. Very nice. Very nice indeed. MAybe it'd be okay to try this out. To try something out.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 10:19:30 GMT -5
It was the closest thing Victor had ever had to a real relationship.
He slipped his tongue in, hands gripping the back of Mistoffelees's shirt, pressing them together. He really did have a thing for the tux. Even if it wasn't everything, it was something.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 10:58:36 GMT -5
He shifted a little bit to better situate himself before pulling back a little, a shy smile offered. Yes. Just... yes.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 11:03:22 GMT -5
Victor smiled back, then leaned in to lick an nibble Mistoffelees's neck. His hands went under the back of his shirt, caressing the fur.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 11:15:56 GMT -5
"We should be careful. Nhn. In public. If anyone saw..." Mistoffelees' voice trailed off as he frowned. God damn it. Always had to think of a moral or something to deter from his fun.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 11:24:53 GMT -5
Victor stood up, pulling Mistoffelees with him by his shirt.
"I know a spot," he whispered as he pulled Mistoffelees over the back of the boot, into a tunnel behind.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 11, 2010 11:37:28 GMT -5
"Where?" Mistoffelees felt his fur stand up a bit on edge. He'd never gone there. How was it possible there was a place on Jellicle turf he didn't know about? That was simply impossible.
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Post by Victor on May 11, 2010 11:39:00 GMT -5
"This leads to the back of my den," Victor said, pulling Mistoffelees to him. "To my bedroom."
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