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Post by wastelandwheelman on Jul 23, 2009 20:13:51 GMT -5
Shavo nodded, "You don't owe me anything, but I'll stay, if that's what you'd like," he said, his eyes looking past the fox at the night stand, noticing a picture. He stood and took a better look at the picture. "Is that your father? The one you were talking about?" Seemed like an odd match, but not unlikely. Growing up, he knew a feline couple who adopted a young mouse furre off the street, who grew up later to have a nice life in West Lucent. Sometimes, he wondered if that mouse would remember him if they met again... He sat down next to Sin, handing him the picture.
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Post by sinatra on Jul 24, 2009 2:08:19 GMT -5
Smiling brighter, the fox eagerly nodded. "I'd er..., love for you to stay, Shavo!" He chuckled and scratched at the back of his head, watching the canine reach over for a picture of Marc on his nightstand. He smiled at the picture of the brown wolf and nodded to the jackal, watching as he picked up the picture and handed it to the thin fox. He took the photo with a smile, and ran a thumb over the face of Marc. "Yeah, he was my adoptive father. Took me in off of the streets. Taight me how to be a stripper actually." He smiled and chuckled, looking back to Shavo. "He was the nicest man I knew. But, he died a couple years ago from heart disease, and I had to live in an orphange until last year when I turned 18. Then I inherited everything. You would have liked him," he said, placing the picture on his lap. |
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Post by wastelandwheelman on Jul 24, 2009 2:19:05 GMT -5
He picked it up, studying it some more. Strangely, this Marc person seemed familiar. Perhaps he saw him growing up in East Lucent. He remembered a bar that supposedly had gay strippers. Shavo's parents advised him to stay away, no reason given. Naturally, he listened.
He set the picture back on the night stand. "Thanks again, Sin," he said, smiling. "Maybe I should, uh, go find a room, huh?"
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Post by sinatra on Jul 24, 2009 2:27:10 GMT -5
Sinatra watched the other canine study the picture like he was trying to remember. Did he know Marc-Anthony? He shrugged, and his ears erected. Wait a moment. A heavy blush settled on the fox, and he giggled nervously. He touched my lap! Who gives it a shit if he didn't notice! He touched my lap! Why.... why am I getting so giddy about it...? He thought for a moments, and smiled happily, dawning that he was crushing on the jackal. He watched as Shavo put the picture back, and gave a sly smile to his pondering. "Well, I'm still renovating the guest rooms, and the couches are more for style than comfort. Unless you'd rather get bed sores, you could sleep in my bed? I mean, it's a double king, it's large enough for the both of us!" He blushed again, realizing he'd have to find a way to shut those blood vessels off. |
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Post by wastelandwheelman on Jul 24, 2009 2:56:49 GMT -5
"Um... okay," he said, a little unsure. He wasn't really tired at the moment. He noticed the t.v. against the wall opposite the bed. Perhaps something interesting was on the news... and the bed was soft. "You, uh, care if I put on the news?" He walked over, turning it on to the news station, which was reporting something about a public event going on sponsored by Aurora Industries. He sat back down on the bed by Sinatra, laying back to get comfortable. He was waiting for a particular segment to air...
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Post by sinatra on Jul 24, 2009 3:08:05 GMT -5
Sinatra smiled at Shavo's agreement, and hopped off the bed. "Hope you don't mind, but I uh, sleep naked." He smiled apologetically at the jackal and shrugged off the cut-offs, and the black thong he wore underneath. Scratching at his sheath, he walked over to the bed, and on the way picked up the TV remote. He sat down next to the jackal, who was lieing down. "Here," he said, dropping it on the furre's stomach. The naked 19 year-old fox watched the large television and blushed, hoping he was't coming too forward. Well, he thought to himself, I'll be sneaking a kiss soon enough! |
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Post by wastelandwheelman on Jul 24, 2009 3:27:17 GMT -5
Shavo didn't notice at first, but then took a second look at Sinatra, noticing his total lack of clothing. He tried hard not to show his surprise, but...damn! He couldn't look away, but forced himself to before Sinatra saw him looking. He picked up the remote and turned down the television. He didn't care what was happening elsewhere now. He set the remote on the night stand, reaching around Sin.
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Post by sinatra on Jul 24, 2009 3:38:23 GMT -5
He could feel the jackal's eyes on him, and he loved every moment of it. He blushed, yet grinned, a determind look coming upon his face. He could tell what was coming next, and when he looked at the television's volume being turned down, he knew he was right. As Shavo reached around the fox, Sinatra grabbed his arm and his head, and pulled the jackal into a kiss. He could tell the jackal wanted it, but didn't at the same time. Just curious... I'll help him, he thought to himself, pressing his tongue against Shavo's lips. |
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Post by wastelandwheelman on Jul 24, 2009 3:58:53 GMT -5
Shavo was caught off guard by Sinatra kissing him, dropping the remote on the ground. Strangely, he felt this would happen, but still wasn't prepared for it. Instead of pushing Sin away, Shavo closed his eyes and set his paw at the nape of Sin's neck, bringing him closer. He never really kissed a male before, maybe once or twice by accident. Sin was the first he kissed because he wanted to. Shavo's free paw went to the small of Sin's back, pulling Sin down on top of him.
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Post by sinatra on Jul 24, 2009 4:29:42 GMT -5
He could feel Shavo's paw at the back of his neck, and he couldn't help but grin into the kiss. He pushed his tongue into the jackal's mouth, wrestling his tongue against the fellow canine's. He slipped a paw over Shavo's chest and stomach, roaming his paw through the fur and over his nipples, gently tweaking them. He'd like to roam further, but he didn't know how far Shavo was willing to go, and if he was, he'd let the black canine make the moves first. What he did do though was staddle his hips, keeping the kiss locked together. |
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Post by wastelandwheelman on Jul 24, 2009 4:58:49 GMT -5
Shavo slid his paws to Sinatra's shoulders, sliding them down his sensuous body to his hips. One paw slid down Sinatra's leg, and paused at his zipper. What was he doing?! He should stop while there was still time, but still he continued undressing. All the self-nagging in the world couldn't stop him now.
His feet tugged the jeans down , kicking them off to the ground. He kissed Sinatra deeply, wrapping his tongue around the fox's. To him, Sinatra was a surprisingly good kisser. His paws slid back to Sin's thighs, gently scratching up and down.
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