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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 18:47:58 GMT -8
Misto jumped slightly before leaning back into the touch, purring softly and tilting his head back.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 6, 2011 18:49:43 GMT -8
That earned a chuckle from his lover as the older cat kissed along his jawline and then turned his attention to the base of his ear.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 18:53:30 GMT -8
Jumping again, Mistoffelees leaned back harder against him. "I'm going to burn something," he murmured, ear batting Coricopat's nose. "If you keep this up." He didn't sound like he wanted the other to stop however.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 6, 2011 18:58:07 GMT -8
Cori kissed the tip of his ear and then turned his attention to his throat, "As long as you don't light anything on fire, we'll be fine."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 19:05:14 GMT -8
Swallowing hard, Mistoffelees leaned harder against him. "But," he said, voice breathy. "Food?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 6, 2011 19:08:30 GMT -8
"Well, how close to done is it?" Cori asked, his breath ghosting over the fur at Misto's neck.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 19:18:22 GMT -8
Mistoffelees swallowed again. "F-five minutes?" This was not something he was used to.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 6, 2011 19:19:22 GMT -8
Coricopat smirked, kissing the other's ear again before backing away, "I suppose I can let you finish then."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 19:27:00 GMT -8
Letting out a small sound when the other pulled away, Misto narrowed his eyes at him. "You are just not fair."
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 6, 2011 19:30:34 GMT -8
Coricopat offered his best innocent look, "Me? I hardly claim to be fair."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 19:33:32 GMT -8
Misto's smile was faint but fond. "No, you really don't claim to be fair," he replied. Stirring the pot he finally pulled it off the stove. "Food's just about ready," he said finally.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 6, 2011 19:35:24 GMT -8
The mottled tom went to fetch plates and utensils, handing the plates to Misto to dish up, "It smells good."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 19:41:10 GMT -8
"Thank you," he said with a smile, putting food on the plates and handing one back.
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Post by Meadowlark on Sept 6, 2011 19:43:45 GMT -8
"Of course." He settled at the table, turning his attention to the food, "Thank you for dinner."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Sept 6, 2011 19:51:04 GMT -8
"Of course," Misto said with a smile, turning to his food and eating mostly in silence, humming occasionally to a specific song.
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