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 Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:05 pm
Flustered, Coen reached up with his free hand and scratched at his beard. "Yeah, yeah they were. But did you notice that when you moved down to the small of my back the noises I made got louder and more..strained?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:08 pm
He nodded, still gazing up at the lion curiously, not as worried now. He was still completely clueless about such things. "Yes, I noticed. Why?" He tilted his head a bit and blinked twice, wondering what Coen was trying to say that seemed to embarass him so.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:13 pm
"Well, when you worked on my lower back, you pushed my hips into the couch and the friction..." he trailed off, feeling his face heat. "Anyway, when you saw me holding the pillow, I wasn't looking for a bathroom because I needed to use the toilet. I needed to take a cold shower.." Coen silently prayed that Jazz would get the idea and he wouldn't have to explain any further.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:18 pm
He nodded again, listening intently to what the lion had to say, watching him carefully. After the last statement, he looked down with his serious face on, trying to comprehend just what Coen was inferring. However, he didn't get it yet. He gazed back up at the lion innocently, ears perked. "I don't understand," he confessed, hoping the lion wouldn't be too uncomfortable.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:30 pm
Coen blinkblinked then froze completely. "You..you don't understand?...How old are you Jazz?" The mouse just had to understand because the big strong lion thought he would faint if he had to actually come right out and say it..
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:35 pm
Oh, that was a tough one. He placed a finger on his chin and he gazed downard, putting on his very serious face to think about it. After a few moments he gazed back up at the lion. "I don't really know. Nineteen, maybe twenty? I'm not sure. I don't remember," he confessed, watching Coen curiously. "Why?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:41 pm
"And the raging hormones haven't kicked in yet?" he asked then stopped himself and rubbed at his face with both hands. There was obviously no way around it. "Ok, when you pushed me over and over again into the couch cushion, I got an..an erection. Please tell me you know what that is 'cause I'm gonna die of embarrassment if I have to explain."
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:47 pm
"Hormones?" He asked curiously, wondering what those were. They sounded funny. As did the next term Coen told him of. He'd never heard of either of them before, his mind was still innocent of such things. For now, at least. "An erection? Hmm.." He thought on this a few more moments, then looked back up at Coen. "I don't know what that is, but I might be able to figure it out eventually.. You don't have to explain it to me if you don't want to, Coen." He offered, hoping it would make the lion feel a little less apprehensive.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 7:56 pm
Coen's jaw dropped. How could a male Jazz's age not have any idea what an erection was? Coen decided not to press the matter. His face already felt like it was on fire. He probably would die if he tried to explain it all to the mousie. And he thought it best to ignore the little voice in the back of his mind that suggested showing Jazz..
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 8:02 pm
"So it wasn't something I did, then?" He asked happily, assuming it wasn't, so he half-turned and wrapped his arms around the lion's neck, hugging him tightly. "Oh, good! I was worried you were upset with me, but I'm glad you're not!" He giggled, then let go after a few moments and dashed to the fridge. He knelt down in front of the open door and rummaged around, tail twitching constantly behind him, and he squeaked in success as he pulled out a can of grape soda. He straightened up and turned around while trying to open the can, closing the door behind him with his foot. He looked back up the lion curiously as he opened his can of soda. "Have you finished your lunch yet, Coen?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 8:12 pm
Coen choked a little when he suddenly found Jazz's arms wrapped around his neck, squeezing tightly. Lucky for him the mouse was slight so he recovered quickly enough. While Jazz ran over to the fridge, the lion raised his left eyebrow and muttered to himself, "At least he's not worried anymore." Too busy speaking to himself, he almost didn't catch the other hybrid's question. "Huh? Oh, no I haven't," he said, moving to pick up the half-eaten 'sammich' and pouting when he found it cold.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 8:16 pm
He took a sip of the soda, watching the lion curiously. He nearly giggled at the big strong lion's pout, so he decided to ask him a question. "It's cold, isn't it? D'you want me to make you another one, since you didn't get to finish that one? They're really no good re-heated. At least, I don't think they are."
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 8:22 pm
Coen heard the mouse's giggle and knew it was because of his expression. So he changed it slightly to a pouty scowl and said in his best I'm-gonna-act-like-a-big-baby-over-nothing voice, "I'll eat it so you can have yourself a good laugh on my account."
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 11:46 am
He giggled again, watching the lion's facial expression with amusement. "If you want me to make you another, I will. I'd be happy to!" He offered again before taking another sip of his soda.
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:09 pm
"No, no! Don't trouble yourself. I'll eat this ice cold g'illed cheeeez sammich and like it," Coen said, taking a big defiant bite of it and chewing slowly. Even cold it tasted pretty damn good..
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