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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 3:27:33 GMT -5
Mungo pulled away and smiled sheepishly, "Instincts~" He awkwardly pulled at the bottom of his pants with his toes, trying to kick them off. Not the most graceful way of removing one's clothing, but it worked. He shook his leg forcefully, trying to slip off the last bit of his pants. It took a few shakes before they fell to the ground. Now all that was left was his boxers. Sad that he didn't go commando, it would have made the process much faster. Instead he wore his rainbow tiger-striped undies. Mungo moved his lips back up to Quaxo's, needing the taste of his mouth once again.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 3:35:37 GMT -5
"Oh, " Quaxo said, looking down, "I like the..." he was cut off by Mungo's lips crushing into his. He wrapped his legs around the small of Mungo's back, tugging him in closer to him and grinding his hips up. He moaned into Mungo's mouth and kissed back hard, hormones taking full control.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 3:47:29 GMT -5
Mungo let out a shuddered breath feeling Quaxo's hips grind into his own. He could barely control himself anymore. What little restrain he had on himself was all but gone. Reaching down, Mungo pulled at the waist of Quaxo's tight pants. He really did like those pants... His lips did not leave the other cat's. He felt as he needed this stranger. Really, thats what he was; a stranger. "Mmm... I dunno 'ow ya can squeeze into these things..." he mumbled, still trying desperately to pull off Quaxo's pants.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 3:53:05 GMT -5
Quaxo reached down, undoing his button and zipper as quickly as he could, and tugging his pants off revealing his slightly less fabulous red silk boxers. He kicked them off the end of the bed and wrapped his arms around Mungo pulling him into still another kiss, grinding his hips up once more. His eyes rolled back as he felt their bodies so close, two thin layers of fabric all that stood between the two.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 3:59:17 GMT -5
Mungo deepened the kiss and shoved his tongue quite aggressively into Quaxo's mouth. It was warm. He could feel the tingling down in his groin and the growing hardness. He HAD to get those boxers off. His hands struggled a bit to actually find the waist of the shorts in the fit of passion. Once he did find it however, the boxers were whipped off in a matter of seconds.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 4:06:35 GMT -5
Quaxo suckled on Mungo's tongue as he kissed him, he grabbed a fistful of Mungo's hair, pulling him into him, kissing him harder. He felt Mungo rip his boxers off, and proceeded to do the same with his own. Now they were there, flesh on flesh, body on body; he could feel Mungo's hardness pressing against his and he moaned still louder, pressing into it. Need filling his body more than anything else.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 4:18:47 GMT -5
"Mmm... Quaxo..." Mungo groaned. The ecstasy was excruciating. He knew for certain he'd get in trouble with both Munk and Rumple for this, but he wanted Quaxo so bad. He couldn't stop himself now. The heat between the two excited Mungo, got his heart beating ven faster. He lived for the thrill. Sitting up carefully, he pulled Quaxo into his lap, still kissing him passtionately. His hands ran up and down the cat's sides, lingering slightly on each curve.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 4:24:42 GMT -5
"Ah," Quaxo breathed, as Mungo lifted him, the heat between their bodies was brilliant, it was fire and ice, and everything in between. He breathed in Mungo's scent, he found it intoxicating. This was all so much, compounded with the fact that he was feeling the combined arousal of both himself and the other cat in the room, he could barely function properly. He wanted more though, of that much he was sure, he wanted much more. He ground down onto Mungo's erection, purring and groaning all the while.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 4:30:40 GMT -5
Mungo's vision turned white for a moment from pure plasure. Quaxo was good. Quaxo was very good. He had no idea that his first time would be so wonderful. He had heard the horror stories of the awkwardness and the overthinking things. But this, this was nothing like what he imagined his first time would be. He wrapped his arms around Quaxo and embraced him tightly. He very carefully positioned himself beneath the black cat. "Is this right...?" he asked breathily.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 4:39:20 GMT -5
Quaxo nodded very slightly, reaching his hand down and grasping Mungo's erection, lining it up and pressing down, wincing a little as he felt the flesh sink into him bit by bit. He let out a gasp and threw his arms around Mungo, putting his head to the nape of his neck and biting his lip. "Mungo," he whimpered, "God this is so right."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 4:44:09 GMT -5
Mungo held onto Quaxo even harder, feeling the tightness around his arousal. He couldn't even mutter words anymore, just incoherent gasps and moans. His hips started to buck lightly, pushing him in even deeper. He let out a ragged groan. This feeling was so great, so wonderful. He really didn't know how to describe it. His hips bucked up again, wanting more of that feeling.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 4:51:23 GMT -5
Quaxo moaned still louder as Mungo thrust into him. He was getting used to the feeling of being filled and the initial discomfort quickly left him, replaced with pleasure pure and simple. He nipped Mungo's neck before raising his body up and pushing himself back down in time with the orange cat's own thrusts. Quaxo's felt his need begin to boil inside him, his own erection begging to be touched. He brought one of his hands down and began stroking himself in time with the thrusts.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 4:57:29 GMT -5
Jerrie was a bit too preoccupied to realize that little Quaxo was in need of some attention. He wasn't concentrating per se, but he just taking in every feeling, every tiny little movement. He wanted to fully experience this. He was beyond glad that he wasn't drunk or high or something. He didn't want anything to ruin a moment like this. "Mmm...Quaxo..." he mumbled "...yer... my first..." His breathing was heavy and the heat didn't help at all. It was difficult to spit out any words at all. Mungo started to quicken his pace a bit, the ecstasy taking over him.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 5:03:27 GMT -5
Quaxo continued to pump at his arousal, getting lost in the feeling of Mungo inside him, the pleasure that coursed through him every time that special spot inside of him was hit. His breath was becoming ragged, and he only barely heard the words coming out of Mungo's mouth, "well," he gasped, "you're...doing...great."
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 5:09:31 GMT -5
Mungo pushed Quaxo down onto the bed once again, pulling the cat's legs over his shoulders. He clutched the tom's thighs tightly and he continued to thrust in an out. "Ah...ah...ah..." he groaned. He ached for release. He could tell he was getting closer and closer with every move.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 5:12:56 GMT -5
Quaxo threw one hand over his head panting with Mungo's every thrust, this angle providing Mungo with better access to his prostate, causing Quaxo's eyes to roll back into his head, the pleasure quickly building up to a boiling point. He wasn't going to last much longer at this rate.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 5:19:30 GMT -5
"Quaxo... I... I can feel it, hnnnnngh..." he growled deeply. His still maintained his grip on Quaxo's thighs. His claws pressed hard against his flesh. His grip tightened the closer he got to climax. His head was down and his eyes were closed. His ears pressed down against his head. This was the final stretch. His pace quickened even more and became rough and erratic.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 5:26:37 GMT -5
"Oh God," Quaxo moaned, "don't stop." He was so close; he reached down, stroking himself once again, bringing himself closer and closer with each rough thrust. "Mungo...oh, I'm gonna," and with a particularly well placed thrust he let out a cry, tightening around Mungo's length as he painted his stomach and chest with his seed.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 5:32:48 GMT -5
Mungo didn't last much longer. Hearing Quaxo's erotic cry made him lose it. He threw his head back and groaned raspily. He released inside of the black cat, filling him up. After pulling out, Mungo flopped down on the bed panting heavily. He was exhausted. He couldn't even speak due to his lack of breath.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 5:36:46 GMT -5
Quaxo fell to his back beside Mungo, eyes closed and breathing heavily. "Whoa," he said simply. It was all he could muster up the energy to say.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 8:11:35 GMT -5
Mungo turned onto his side and looked at Quaxo. He wrapped his arms around the tom and pulled him close in an embrace.
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Post by pike on Jun 3, 2011 8:35:10 GMT -5
Munkustrap had made the track around the Junkyard once before coming back to his den with more appropriate questions. Walks helped him. All he could hope was that Mungojerrie didn't screw up anything and let Quaxo go. He could trust Jerrie not to be a complete douchebag for half an hour, couldn't he?
"All right, Quaxo, it seems that--OH MY GOD, WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!?!?!?!?!?!" Munkustrap's jaw dropped as he stared at the two, horrified and disgusted. "MY DEN! MY BED! MY--EVERLASTING CAT!"
Pissed was an understatement.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 10:22:32 GMT -5
Mungo was too exhausted to even move, he simply waved his hand in irritation at Munkustrap. "Nyeeeeh....go away..." he whined.
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 13:05:47 GMT -5
Quaxo opened his eyes vaguely taking in Munk, and for a moment wondering what the hell he was doing there. Then he remembered they were in his den. He shrugged very slightly cuddling up to Mungo, and winking at Munk. "Sorry about that mate," Quaxo said cheekily, "sometimes stuff just happens you know?"
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Post by pike on Jun 3, 2011 16:55:31 GMT -5
Seriously? SERIOUSLY?! How much of a fucking creeper WAS That guy?!
"GET THE FUCK OUT! NO, CLEAN UP THE PLACE THEN GET THE FUCK OUT! ARRRRRGH!"
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 21:03:10 GMT -5
Mungo sat up and spoke in an attempt to calm Munk down. "Oi, Munk, relax, relax!" he cooed. Reaching down his snatched up his boxers and pants, slipping them on quickly before approaching the grey tabby. He wasn't quite sure of what to say, but he had to try right? "It was just...uh... things 'appen Munk!"
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Post by Quaxo on Jun 3, 2011 21:34:35 GMT -5
Quaxo looked down at himself, well that was all fine and good for Mungo, but he was rather more of a mess than his companion. He got up quietly, grabbing his t-shirt and using it to clean himself up as best he could before slipping his boxers and pants back on. He refrained from commenting again, figuring Mungo at the very least knew Munkustrap better than him.
He did however, have the decency to look a little abashed.
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Post by pike on Jun 3, 2011 21:45:00 GMT -5
"Not one step closer! Things happen?! THINGS HAPPEN?! This isn't YOUR den. This is MINE. In MY bed. MY sheets. MY things."
Munkustrap looked ready to scream, or vomit, or cry, or maybe all three somehow. This was NOT his night.
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Post by Mungojerrie on Jun 3, 2011 21:58:51 GMT -5
Mungojerrie took a few steps back. He'd never seen Munk this pissed off before. He really didn't know if he could say anything that would make it better. So, he said something that would probably make it worse. "I mean... did YOU want ta join? Should we 'ave waited fer ya ta get back?"
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Post by pike on Jun 3, 2011 22:05:00 GMT -5
Munkustrap stared.
"CLEAN THIS PLACE UP SPOTLESS, BURN THE SHEETS, AND GET THE FUCK OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs before he stormed out of his den, fur standing on end from anger, back rigid.
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