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 Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:23 pm
With an eager nod, the mouse plucked the juiced cherry from Coen's fingers with his lips, pulling it into his mouth. He hadn't quite heard the "in your bedroom" part, but even if he had... he wouldn't have cared at all. He chewed and swallowed the semi-dry cherry, then slid his arms around the lion's neck, burrying his nose into the other's neck, very content but also eager for more.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:28 pm
The big bad lion was a little taken aback by how eager Jazz was but he chose not to comment. Instead he whispered into the mouse's ear, "Hey, let go for a second love. I gotta get the cherries out of the fridge," he went on to explain, grinning evilly.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:33 pm
"More cherries?" He asked, surprised. He planted a kiss on Coen's neck before his arms slipped off and down the other's chest. What does he need them for, and are they the only thing he's getting? He wondered to himself, ears perked up now. "Oh! Eli's in one of the spare bedrooms, so we can go in my bedroom." He still didn't know why Coen needed more cherries, what were they going to do, anyway? All he could think of was cuddling, kissing, and maybe a massage. What was Coen planning...?
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:38 pm
"Yes, more cherries," he answered, laughing lightly. Then he moved to the fridge and opened the door, ducking down to grab the cherries--and a couple other things >>. He returned to the mousie a moment later and held out the jar of cherries, the bottle of chocolate sauce and the can of whip cream. "Do me a favor and hold these, please."
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:43 pm
The more time that passed, the more confusing this all became to Jazz. Were they going to make ice cream sundaes again, only up in his room...? He took the toppings, holding them carefully while he waited, even though he was still clueless about the whole thing. Why did Coen need all of this...? Maybe they were going to make sundaes up in his room. But... Coen wasn't going for any bowls or anything else... What in the world was he planning?
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:46 pm
Seeing the confusion on Jazz's face, Coen smiled affectionately and gave the mouse a little kiss on the lips. "It'll all make sense soon. Promise," he assured the smaller hybrid then scooped him up in his big strong arms and started for the stairs.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:49 pm
The gentle kiss and the promise brought a smile to the small hybrid's lips, and he snuggled up in the lion's arms, being careful with the toppings. It's too bad they're so cold, he pondered as he looked down at them. They're giving me goosebumps... He was still completely clueless about what Coen was planning, but he didn't worry about it anymore. He trusted the lion's judgement, so he wouldn't worry about it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2007 9:55 pm
When he reached the top of the stairs, Coen paused to ask Jazz directions then moved off toward the mouse's room, carrying his slight weight easily. And when he made it to Jazz's room, Coen set the mouse down so he could open the door then picked the small hybrid up again and carried him into the room, using his foot to push the door closed again. His eyes glowing in the dark, the feline easily found the mouse's bed and set him down gently then moved to turn on the nearest light.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:00 am
The innocent mouse didn't move until he'd been placed on the bed, and he carefully set down all the toppings on his nightstand, where a small lamp was kept. Since Coen was reaching for the lamp, he'd let him turn it on; it was hard for him to see in the dark, anyway. Instead, he scooted a little back on his bed, then drew his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. He rested his chin on his arms and waited, wondering what in the world Coen could be planning.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:33 am
Coen clicked on the light then turned and smiled down at Jazz, crossing his arms over his chest. "I can see you're still puzzled so I'm gonna clue you in on what's happening," he informed the mouse while he moved to take a seat on the edge of the bed. Deciding to get straight to the point, Coen began, "Ok. I'm gonna have you take off your clothes and lay down on the bed. Then I'm gonna put these," he gestured toward the ice cream toppings, "on various parts of your body and lick 'em off." Finished, he smiled again, flicking his tail against the side of the bed. "Soo, yea or nay? Now's the time to back out if you don't want me to do this."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:46 am
Jazz blinkblinked as Coen spoke. That was... very straight-forward... But.. Why would he want to do all of that? Well, he certainly did want Coen to do all of that, but he still didn't understand why. However, he shrugged off the thought and nodded to the lion. "I'm game," he said smiling. He still had no idea what the lion was up to.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:53 am
Inwardly, Coen was doing a victory dance but outwardly he simply smiled casually at Jazz and said, "Well, take you clothes off then, Mousie..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 10:56 am
Oops, that would help, wouldn't it...? A slight blush crept onto his cheeks as he removed his flowing clothing, wondering why on earth Coen wanted him to. What was he going to do in places his clothing usually covered?
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:04 am
(( << ... >> ... Sorry folks. The following smexiful scene is not for the public eye. Thank you and have a nice night. x3 ))
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:08 am
((*laughing fit* Nicely said, El. XD
Edit: The following morning.... >.>))
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