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 Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:39 pm
Coen tried to pout but discovered fairly quickly that it was quite difficult to do so with a frickin' pancake in one's mouth. So he took a moment and worked at chewing it until he could finally swallow then leaned in to whisper into Jazz's ear once again. "You're a cold-hearted tease," he joked then moved back to his original place.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:44 pm
The little mouse couldn't help but giggle, tail twitching. "I know," he said, taking a few bites of eggs after he managed to stop giggling. Since eggs cool a lot faster, he finished those first and set to work on his pancakes. He looked over at Eli to see how he was doing and if he'd want thirds or not. He wanted to clean up as soon as possible for *ahem* certain reasons.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 4:53 pm
Coen ate methodically while he watched Jazz with that sometimes-unsettling predatory gaze of his, his tail lazily curling and uncurling. The second Eli was occupied, Coen planned to scoop up Jazz and run like hell upstairs.
Eli prolly woulda tried for thirds but, for some reason, he felt like he should finish up and make himself scarce. Shrugging off the funny feeling, he thanked Jazz for the food then scooted off his chair and brought his plate to the sink. Then he turned and announced to the room at large, "I'm goin' outside to play!" And then he was gone, his bushy tail whipping around the corner.
Coen was slightly shocked and could only manage to wave dumbly at the retreating midget. Then he turned to look at Jazz and a grin split his face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:01 pm
The mouse blinked, not expecting the small child's exit at all. It was only a hope, but eh. He blinked again, then peered over at the lion. Upon seeing the large grin on Coen's face, he couldn't help but begin to laugh. He stood up and took all of the plates and placed them by the sink. He could wash them later. He turned to look at Coen curiously, wondering if he needed anything.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:08 pm
Coen stood up and peeked around the corner to make sure Eli really had left then he straightened and turned around to look at Jazz again, judging the distance to the mouse and how quickly he could leap it. Then, just like that, he was across the room and pulling Jazz over his shoulder. "I've got you now!" And then he did just as he told himself he would: ran like hell upstairs and didn't look back.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:13 pm
Just as Jazz turned around Coen was right there and he would've jumped had he not been promptly thrown over the lion's shoulder. He squealed and clung to him as best he could; that was even more unexpected than Eli's sudden departure.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:17 pm
Coen wondered if Jazz's squeal was one of fright but waited until they were safely in the mouse's room before he checked, setting the smaller hybrid down on the bed then crouching on the floor so they were nearer to eye level. "Didn't scare you, did I?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:38 pm
"Startled, not scared," he informed the lion with a nod. He adjusted his clothes - they'd gotten a tad messy when he was scooped up - and then eyed the lion. "Eager much?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:45 pm
"Possibly," Coen answered, amused by Jazz's show of straightening his clothing. "I don't know why you're bothering," he said, gesturing at the mouse's hands while they picked at the wispy lavendar material. "Your clothes'll be coming off soon."
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:06 pm
"Oh really?" He asked, eyeing the lion. He agreed, but wanted to toy with his love some more. "Who said that they were? I thought we could come up here to get a little bit more sleep or something. Maybe play cards," he offered casually, flicking an ear idly as he twirled a lock of hair around his fingers on one hand.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:16 pm
Coen had to work hard to keep from rolling his eyes. "Oh, well if you'd rather nap I'll leave you to it," he said, shrugging. "And I think I saw a pack of cards somewhere. Want I should go get it?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:17 pm
"No," he said with a giggle, smiling at his lion-kitty. "I was just joking. What did you have planned for us, kitty cat?" He asked, tail flicking. He had a pretty good idea what Coen had in mind, but wanted to see what he'd say.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:21 pm
"I think you know fairly well what I have planned," he answered, lips quirking into a half smile while he circled Jazz slowly.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:59 pm
"Oh, do I?" He questioned, lifting an eyebrow at the lion, tail flicking behind him. "I'm not sure I do. Could you please inform me of your intentions?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 5:09 pm
Coen laughed and moved up behind Jazz, loosely circling his arms around the rodent's waist. "You just want me to say it, don't you?" he asked, bending slightly so he lips were near Jazz's ear. "Well alright then. My intentions are to get you out of those clothes and into bed with me. Then I'm going to thoroughly ravage you. Sound good?"
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