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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2012 21:59:25 GMT -8
Coricopat pulled him almost flush against him, "Really now?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2012 22:02:32 GMT -8
"Well, if you're completely at my disposal," the black tom attempted to keep teasing him but the strain in his voice showed just how little he would be able to keep it up anymore.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2012 22:25:12 GMT -8
The taller tom's paw strayed down to the base of Mistoffelees' tail, his smirk solidly in place.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 25, 2012 23:02:31 GMT -8
Breath catching, Mistoffelees offered him a mock glare. "You're not playing fair, Mr. ADA."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 25, 2012 23:56:06 GMT -8
Coricopat's grin was almost feral, "Was I supposed to be, Mr. Quaxo?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 26, 2012 0:02:02 GMT -8
"I think it's assumed of your profession," the smaller said, eyes glazed slightly. "Why, do you not?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 26, 2012 10:30:18 GMT -8
"Play fair?" Coricopat leaned in to nip at the other's throat, "Never."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 26, 2012 10:57:05 GMT -8
"How do you play then?" Mistoffelees asked, arching into the touch and nearly banging his head back against the door.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 26, 2012 12:20:18 GMT -8
Coricopat trailed nipping kisses down Mistoffelees' throat and along his collarbone, "Advantageously."
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 26, 2012 16:36:19 GMT -8
Leaning his head ever further back and making a strangled noise, Mistoffelees brought his own paws down the mottled tom's spine. "Manipulatively, you mean?"
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 26, 2012 16:38:44 GMT -8
Coricopat arched at that, making a noise in the back of his throat, "You really think so?"
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 26, 2012 16:56:44 GMT -8
"You? Manipulative?" Mistoffelees breathed into Coricopat's ear. "Yeah. But love you anyway."
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 26, 2012 16:57:37 GMT -8
That earned a bit of a smirk, "Good. I love you too," the mottled tom murmured, his paw tracing circles at the base of Mistoffelees' tail.
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Post by victoriousscarf on Jan 26, 2012 17:35:24 GMT -8
"We're still at the door," Mistoffelees murmured, tilting further into the other's touch.
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Post by Meadowlark on Jan 26, 2012 22:17:50 GMT -8
"And...? Shall we move?"
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