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Post by kamaria on May 27, 2010 8:32:59 GMT -5
Kamaria looked wistfully at Kitrina and Munkus. She'd won.
Treat her well, Munkustrap... I know you will..
She shook her head harshly, trying to shake away the hurt, the loneliness.
She lifted her drink to her lips and drained it, then focused on Misto.
"Rock on, Misto!"
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 27, 2010 9:51:20 GMT -5
The cat continued forth, a turn offered before again he dropped on his knees, back arching a bit as he crawled over Alonzo, Plato, and Tugger in turn, rising after brushing his tail against Tugger's cheek, hands smoothing down his own form in the midst of dance before he laughed and sat down. "I'm... I'm TIRED," he proclaimed, giggling profusely. "L-L-L-LOOOOONZO~!" he chirped. "TRUUUUUUU~~~UUUUU~~~UUUUTH or... DAAAAARE~?"
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Post by lonzo on May 27, 2010 15:36:02 GMT -5
'Lonzo would normally have been thunderstruck and grossed out and absolutely appalled at having Misto crawl over him like he did, but he was high as sin. So instead he giggled, threw back his head and laughed some more. He nudged Plato in the side again, "Hey, hey Plato. Hey buddy, did you see that? Misto totally crawled over us. Wasn't that sick?! That was crazy. Hey, hey Plato, did you see that man?"
And then he was called on by aforementioned Tom. "DARE! Hit me baby!" The black and white Tom slapped Plato on the back as he said this, hanging all over his best bud. He took another swig from his bottle.
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Post by Plato on May 27, 2010 16:23:24 GMT -5
"Duuuude, I saw, I sawwwwwww. For the love of God, I sawwwwww~" Plato laughed before leaning against the other. "He was... SPARKLY! And... and in his underwear! Totally like you every morning!!!"
And Plato cackled, as if what he said were the most AWESOME THING EVER.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 27, 2010 16:25:45 GMT -5
Mistoffelees couldn't help but snicker a bit. "You and Plato. Go for it like no tomorrow." A more wicked smirk came to his face. "While pretending to be two different Jellicles than yourselves."
He cackled maniacally. Then rolled again on the ground. "Fuck, man, good shit, Al."
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Post by lonzo on May 27, 2010 17:34:11 GMT -5
That shouldn't be too hard. 'Lonzo was already fucked up like none other and so was Plato. The Tom grinned wide, clapped Plato on the back and then pulled him into a manly man kiss. It was sloppy and wet and completely not hot. Some part of his brain was telling him that this was WRONG and Plato was his BEST FRIEND. YOU DID NOT KISS BEST FRIENDS. ESPECIALLY MAN BEST FRIENDS. But that part was mostly quieted by the nip and booze. So he continued to snog the other Tom. Oh, but he had forgotten about the latter part of the dare. Ooops~
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 27, 2010 17:37:45 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!!! I said roleplaying! I wanna see some JELLICLES!!!!" Mistoffelees called out with glee.
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Post by Plato on May 27, 2010 17:38:54 GMT -5
Plato would have said how gay his friend was were his mouth not occupied and himself thoroughly amused. He broke the kiss, grinning broadly. "Dude, we're going to get so many queens to sleep with us now!" he said with glee before looking at Mistoffelees. Huh.
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Post by puck on May 28, 2010 16:09:05 GMT -5
Puck rolled her eyes, having no clue where these toms had gotten the idea that messing around with other toms=chick magnet. Still, the alcohol was starting to hit her and she was very much enjoying the show.
"Less talky more roleplaying!" she cheered as she finished off her bottle, giving it a sad look now that it was empty.
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Post by bombalurina on May 28, 2010 21:02:47 GMT -5
Bombalurina giggled, watching the two Toms hook up. Both, when not under the influence of alcohol, were almost hilariously hetero, so it was rather funny. "Come on, lets so some roleplay here! One of you...be me!"
She crossed her arms and lay back against her perch, wanting to see what a drunken impression of the bombshell would be like.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 29, 2010 9:28:30 GMT -5
"YEAH!!! ONE OF YOU BE THE BOMB!!! AND--AND--" Mistoffelees stopped. "AND... SOMEONE ELSE!" He giggled a bit further as he crawled on the ground, flopping next to Tugger, head resting on his best friend's thigh. "Your fly's still open," he pointed out before wriggling a little, arms moving above his head, sprawled out. "I--forgot where the--the rest of my clothes are. Fuck, I'm high."
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 29, 2010 9:46:08 GMT -5
"So it is," Tugger admitted. "Do you intend to do anything about it?"
"And one of you be Misto!" he told Plato and Alonzo. "The Bomba you needs to smother the Misto you in her boobies!"
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 29, 2010 9:58:01 GMT -5
"Noooooooo~~ Don't be me if one of you's Bomba! I don't want the boobies!!!" he called, loudly. "Only be me if it's got a huge cock and really hot! And with like--like--I don't know!" He giggled further before looking up at Tugger. "Do what?" A bit gone indeed, though at least Mistoffelees was pleasant about it.
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Post by Plato on May 30, 2010 8:01:01 GMT -5
Plato looked to Alonzo. "You're already black and white. And clearly the gay one of us," Plato reasoned. Well to HIM it made sense. Or something. He didn't really know, nor care, although he waited for his friend to comment before doing anything, even though he was definitely game. "You want me to be the Bomb and play with my kitties?" he laughed, rubbing his chest before listening to Mistoffelees.
"Dude, I know you want me, but that wouldn't be roleplaying if I did myself!"
Maybe a poor choice of words, though he laughed, not seeming to pick it up. "OOH! OOOH! I COULD DO THE RUM TUM TUGGER! In more ways than one. BUT OOOOH! I COULD! HEY SPARKLEBUTT!!!" And, forgetting about his decision to let Alonzo decide, Plato simply tackled his friend.
"It appears that I am on top of you. Always did take you for a bottom. What are you gonna do about it?" he inquired, giving a particularly hard rut up.
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Post by lectra on May 30, 2010 23:26:41 GMT -5
'Lectra hissed slightly at being pushed. She didn't like to be pushed around by Toms. Especially Toms like Pouncival, who were big headed and stupid! So she decided to jump at him, tackling him to the ground. "Who's the big Tom now? Huh?! And I don't have to keep my mouth shut. I can say whatever I damn well please!"
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Post by Tumblebrutus on May 30, 2010 23:41:38 GMT -5
"Shhh! You're gonna get us caught," Tumblebrutus hissed, filled with worry as he looked from those two to the other cats and--
His eyes widened.
"Munkustrap and Kitrina are leaving together."
Gawked.
"Are they going to--does that mean--"
He trembled.
It was overwhelming, Misto dancing, Alonzo and Plato making out, Bomba and Kit,Munk and Kit, everyone and everyone, except with him.
And he choked, hand moving to his mouth, legs slamming shut together as he breathed heavily. "Shit!"
A familiar stickiness. God damn jizzing in his fucking pants in front of his friends. Fuck! Maybe they wouldn't notice--it wasn't as if it could go through two layers of fabric. And... and...
God, at least it wasn't Plato or Alonzo next to him. Or Victor.
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Post by lonzo on May 31, 2010 17:24:37 GMT -5
"No no no, Plato! You can't be the Bomb! I'm way hotter than you!" Besides, Alonzo thought it would be AWESOME to have his own boobies. That way he could play with them whenever he wanted. He laughed to himself, giggling. "Tugger?! OKAY! I would do the Tugger too! You can be Tugger!" It didn't register to him that being the Tugger was probably cooler than doing him, but whatever, he was still fascinated by the idea of being Bomb and having boobs.
"No no no Plato!" 'Lonzo growled and then took Plato's wrists and flipped their positions. "I'm never bottom! Ha!" He sneered in his friend's face, fangs showing. Psh, there was no way he was ever going to play bottom. Even if it was fake. No no no no! That was all wrong!
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Post by Plato on May 31, 2010 17:31:14 GMT -5
"Fuck that!" Plato protested, hooking a leg around Alonzo's back as he used his strength to turn their positions, a bit oblivious to the rolling sensation they were just about to go into as he leaned close, catching Alonzo's lips in a kiss, and taking care to bite the lower lip. For a moment he thought, realizing Alonzo was still on top, before he grinned, wrenched his arms free, and used a hand to shove against the top of Alonzo's head. "Come on, seems I've only got boxers on," he purred, somewhat caught up in fantasy, though he wasn't sure who the fantasy was of.
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Post by lonzo on May 31, 2010 17:38:45 GMT -5
"Fuck that? That me? I knew you always want-" he was cut off by the sudden turning and Plato's lips locking with his. He kissed back before they were apart again. Wait, he was still on top? Good, that's how it was supposed to be. 'Lonzo looked down and found himself still with pants on. His shirt was never on, so that wasn't an issue. He arched a brow, looked back up to his friend, and then looked back down. "Why is this a problem?" All that nip was getting to him and he just laughed as he looked back and forth between them. Finally, he realized what his friend meant. "Oh! Right!" He continued to laugh, giving Plato sloppy kisses on his cheeks and lips as he fumbled with his belt and zipper, finally kicking his pants all the way off. Glorious orange boxers now were in the view of everyone. He wiggled his butt, thinking he was sexy. Which, of course, he was!
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Post by Plato on May 31, 2010 18:00:10 GMT -5
"Good man!" Plato said, oh-so-cheerfully. His body became a mess of saliva from wet kisses, probably sweat, and other things. Certainly worked as Plato propped himself up on his arms. "I'm feeling generous today because I'm so unbelievably hot, and I know the ladies love tom-on-tom action, and so, you're the lucky tom who I'll permit, for their pleasure, to go down on me."
He worked to slide his boxers a bit lower, perhaps to be freed from their constraint for the second time that night. "Now, go suck me off, Lonz." A broad grin surfaced.
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Post by bombalurina on May 31, 2010 18:00:57 GMT -5
Bombalurina put a hand to her forehead. "Oi. Whoever dared them to do this...will have to pay for my therapy." She stood up, deciding to offer some instruction. "ALONZO! If you're gonna be me, you have to be...well, a bombshell." Yes, drunk Bom was a little vain, but it was the least of anyone's problems. "Take charge! Show Plato who's boss." She purred, giggling delightedly to herself.
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Post by Plato on May 31, 2010 18:02:36 GMT -5
"I AGREE! That's why he needs to go down on me now." And his hands lowered, groping along Alonzo's chest. Pitifully flat!
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 31, 2010 21:46:56 GMT -5
"Pffft!" Tugger said, and repeated. "Pffft! I never have to beg to sucked off! They always want to! You two are bad at this!"
From his lounging position he reached up and combed the fur on Bomba's thigh, while he petted Misto's head.
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Post by Mistoffelees on May 31, 2010 22:33:13 GMT -5
Mistoffelees smiled, tail swishing as he kneaded the ground next to Tugger's thigh, eyes falling shut as he began to purr. Tugger's thigh made a wonderful pillow. Absolutely wonderful. And the way Tugger smelled was always divine.
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Post by bombalurina on May 31, 2010 22:58:32 GMT -5
Bombalurina sighed, and looked up at Tugger. "They're terrible at being is." She bit her bottom lip as he petted her thin, looking up at him through her long lashes. At any given time an on a good day, Bom wanted to jump Tuggers bones. The fact she was drunk as hell just added to that fact.
"I mean, come onnnn. They suck." She stood up, leaving her place next to Mistoffelees, and deposited herself on Tuggers lap to continue watching the show. She was drunk. Everything seemed like a good idea.
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Post by The Rum Tum Tugger on May 31, 2010 23:05:11 GMT -5
Tugger was quite happy now. Two cats in his lap. A smokin' hot queen who he would never admit to more than being close friends who do the nasty. And a tom who was also one of his best friends, who he probably would do, since he was drunk enough.
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Post by puck on Jun 1, 2010 10:12:30 GMT -5
Watching the scene unfolding, Puck glanced down at her drink, sadly gone. "I'm not drunk enough for this." she muttered. Glancing over, she saw Kamaria's drink was gone as well. "You're not drunk enough either! We must get more drunk!"
Puck stood and swayed a little, possibly a bit more drunk then she thought but not by much. She made her way over to the alcohol, stepping carefully around the discarded clothes and half naked cats. A quick look through the remaining drinks, Puck selected two bottles and gave them both a test drink. "Ok thats nasty." she grimaced, making a face. "Just what I need."
Returning to her seat, she handed Kamaria a bottle and raised hers, giving a "Sláinte!" and took large drink. With another grimace she nodded at Misto and smiled. "I owe you one!"
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Post by kamaria on Jun 1, 2010 16:40:57 GMT -5
"Good woman!" Kamaria grinned, giving Puck thumbs up. She definitely needed 'more drunk' to see the point to all the raunchy stuff going on. Kamaria was not a prude, at all, but she did have her limits.
She accepted the drink happily, and took a big gulp, followed by a grimace.
"I'll never get used to this stuff!"
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Post by Mistoffelees on Jun 2, 2010 9:54:08 GMT -5
"Move your butt, Bomba. You're hoggin' my pillow," Mistoffelees teased though a yawn was given as he shifted on his side, an arm looping around Tugger's waist behind Bombalurina, once nuzzling against the hand on his head. If he just closed his eyes a few minutes, everything would be okay. Rest up for the rest of the night. Just a few minutes.
But almost as soon as his eyes were closed, the cat was out, the rhythmic breaths that accompanied sleep allowing his chest to rise and fall.
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Post by lonzo on Jun 2, 2010 15:44:31 GMT -5
'Lonzo couldn't stop shaking his head. "No no no! Tugger's right! You can't beg! Pft." He giggled and nuzzled against Plato's neck. He had to be like Bomba! She was a Bombshell! She was hot! And right! She did take control! He growled, sat up and then decided that he would have a strip tease of his own! He winked down at his friend, started purring and then drunkenly swirled his hips. In his head he was doing the most sexy thing ever! But. . . Not so much outside of his head.
He ground his hips against Plato's, laughing to himself. "Find me sexy now?" He pushed the other Tom down (even though he was already down), kneading his claws lightly into his shoulder. He was feeling his boxers get tighter, but he would deal with that later, right? Right. He howled into the night, arching his back as he did. He was aware that Bomba and Tugger where around, but his catnipped senses weren't quite registering them.
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