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 Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 10:20 am
"Unless what?" Coen prompted, grasping at the chance to avoid any embarrassing situations involving his nether region.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 10:30 am
"Unless... I can stick my tongue out at you whenever I want," he offered, giggling. "And I want to give you those massages sometimes, too, but not whenever, like once in a while. Is that okay?" He inquired, peeking up at Coen curiously.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 10:37 am
Coen fell silent, thinking it over for a time. After much debate, he answered, "Agreed. But you can't surprise me with the massages. You have to let me know you're going to beforehand, ok?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 10:43 am
Jazzy nodded, giggling. "Okay, that's fine then. Can I give you a massage now, then? Sitting up, if you want," he offered, adding the last part quickly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 7:40 pm
Coen chuckled at the hasty afterthought, amused that Jazz would think to offer. While he weighed his options, he caught himself thinking 'Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let him give me a massage while I'm laying down. I could better explain an erection if I had an example..' but he stopped himself before that train of thought could get too far down the tracks. Blushing at the things that had gone through his head, Coen nodded and answered, "Sure. If you want to."
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 7:47 pm
The little mouse nodded quickly, unable to keep from giggling. "I do!" He ducked out of the lions arms, grasping the lion's hand, and pulled gently. "Oh, do you want to sit here in the kitchen, or in one of the comfy living room chairs?" He looked back at Coen curiously; he wanted his kitty-cat to be comfortable while getting a massage, after all.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 7:57 pm
With his free hand, Coen touched his index finger to his bottom lip, apparently deep in thought. Then he smiled, held up his finger and said, "I vote comfy living room chair."
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:00 pm
He giggled, tail flicking behind him, and pulled the big kitty into the living room. He looked around for a comfy single-person chair, then squeaked as he saw the comfiest one, pulling Coen towards it. "Here, sit here!" He said excitedly, ears twitching. He loved to give massages.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:02 pm
Coen yielded easily to Jazz's tugging, chuckling the whole way. "Ok, ok," he laughed as he was forced into the chair by the diminutive mousie. "A bit eager, are you?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:04 pm
"I like to give massages!" He giggled, tail twitching as he placed himself behind the chair, reaching over the top of it to see if he could reach the lion's shoulders. It was a good thing chairs were short. "They're one of the only things I'm good at!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:07 pm
"What do you mean 'one of the only things you're good at'? I'm sure you're good at lots of things. Like dancing. I've never seen you dance but I just know you're good at it," Coen said, getting comfortable in the chair and closing his eyes.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:11 pm
The compliment caused a blush to bloom in his cheeks, his tail curling into a little swirl. "Well, I don't really think so..." He murmured, gently beginning to massage the lion's shoulders. "I only think I'm good at giving massages and making grilled cheeses.. And not remembering things," he added with a nod.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:17 pm
Coen tilted his head forward, letting his chin touch his chest, then mumbled, "You have magic fingers, Jazz. And you can't deny you're a good dancer because I'm positive you are. The only way you could prove me wrong would be to dance for me.."
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:36 pm
"Well, I wouldn't say they're magic.." He murmured, the blush deepening a little bit. He worked his hands down a little, slipping down into the lion's shirt to massage his upper back. "I can too deny it, I don't think I am." He persisted, the blush still present in his cheeks, even though the lion couldn't see it. "Maybe I'll dance for you later.." He mumbled shyly as the blush deepened in color, not sure why he said he would.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 8:39 pm
Coen's ears twitched, catching the rodent's shy mumbles. "You don't have to if you don't want to, Mousie. I don't mind. I'll just keep on thinking you're a great dancer.."
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