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Part Two: Decisions Made

"He's gonna have a benny at me, I know it..." Dingeye was getting really anxious, but oddly it was not because he and Thura had risen a little in the ranks of the Corpsemakers to be fully qualified archers. Instead, it was because he'd been away from camp most of the night, enjoying a ferret maid with a pretty smile. There had been kissing, lots of kissing that he'd been practicing with Thura's help, but on this occasion he'd finally reached adulthood thanks to that female. She'd seemed to loose interest after though and walked off, with a giggle and Dingeye had suddenly had that clarity that she'd only been after him for his virginity... typical of the females that were excellent assassins in this group. Worse still, he smelt strongly of sex, it was enough to make him tingle below and now he was going to have to sneak back to his shared tent with Thura on the edge of the camp!

With a groan as he slipped through the bracken, awkwardly adjusting his tunic so that he did not look so rumpled, Ding ducked and slunk towards the tent. He grimaced and then sighed in relief to see that the candle was out so that should meant Thura was utterly asleep. Carefully, Ding pulled the tent flap open and slid in, his stoat companion did not move as he then slipped onto his bedroll and then pulled his blankets onto him. He settled down, feeling a mix of pride and stupidity over what he had done until, suddenly, he felt Thura roll into him with a whimper of where he'd been. Ding grunted he'd gone out for a slash and Thura grumbled he'd stunk before coiling his arms and blankets around Dingeye and pulling him in tightly.

Feeling his warm arms wrapped around his body made the younger stoat sigh in relief to know that his story was accepted but he wasn't in trouble either. Curiously though, considering he'd thought that maid had been leading him into a full-blown relationship, the fact that she was not and she'd teased about many things she'd wanted to do but had not... he felt suddenly upset. He rolled in towards Thura, hooking his arms around him and then rubbing cheeks with him as Thura had sighed lovingly and their whiskers had tapped and twitched in delight. Thura seemed to cuddle up to his chest and Ding gave a sigh before laying back and patting his companion's back.

Well, at least he had Thura... to be fair, lately Thura's help with teaching him how to kiss properly had been getting very grabby and well, it had really helped Ding out tonight. He was going to have to thank his best friend, but he had no idea how and he was a little too embarrassed over this incident to tell him the truth. With a grunt, Dingeye rolled into the blankets some more and pulled Thura into himself more tightly. The other's face nuzzle up over his shoulder to breath soft puffs of warm air against his ear as Ding gave a sigh of pleasure.

"I luvs ya Ding..." Thura mumbled in his sleep and Ding gave a grunt of acknowledgement before settling back down. Hopefully, he'd smell too much like Thura after this for the other stoat to figure out what he'd done in the night. Well, Thura had a good nose and all, but Ding had made sure to rub himself down with moss to clear up some of that ferret stink, there was no way he'd risk a bath just for that though! As he cuddled in, their warmth making the whole tent feel oddly cosy and comforting s it always seemed to, Ding settled back and prepared for the morning and potential humiliation, just glad he had Thura at his side.

"I saw you with Swiftsnatch last night, Dingeye the slip shot... think you can take my girl without a fight, do ya?" It was not the humiliation that Dingeye had been expecting the next morning when Feragho's brat of a son, now growing more into a mangy adult with a sadistic side as brutal as his father, had decided to inform Snatch's father Bateye over to deal with them. With the fact that Klitch had a real issue with Thura and probably suspected is preferences, not to mention that Dingeye and him were often at the back and just moseying along with the Corpsemakers rather than revelling as they should, this should have been expected. But when the toothless old ferret and grasped Dingeye by the tail and then put a boot to his head, knocking him facedown into the mud and pulling out a dagger with all the intention of taking Ding's tail! "Think some worthless piece of earwig dung like you's allowed to even sniff my girl?"

"'Old up Bats... I'm gonna heat that blade o' yours up 'n we can scoop the troublesome giblets out eh him right nah." Frang hissed in fury as he rubbed his knuckles and pulled out another nasty looking blade. This younger ferret was another cause of anxiety for Dingeye, because by all of his own accounts, Snatch belonged to Frang and Bateye would only let his girl be with another ferret. As Ding began to scrabble around on the ground to try and get up and run for his life, the two ferrets pushed him right down and one of them brought a blade that really was heated right under his tail. Dingeye almost gave a squeak of terror before a blunted arrow bounced suddenly off Frang's nose and he dropped the knife and the tail. "Soddit!"

"Back off Bateye... Ding is wit me, got it?" Thura hopped off a knoll where he'd been fixing the arrowheads onto fresh shafts as per instructions and stood right in front of Dingeye's head. The big ferret stepped away, grinning and scoffing that everyone knew the pair of them were fruity and the whole camp began to cackle away. As Thura bent down to help Ding up, he straightened and then punched Thura firmly in the stomach, forcing him to fall back onto the ground with a grimace before Dingeye stormed off in fury. Thura watched him go in anxiety, but at least he'd saved his friend from getting castrated!

As the band broke off to get back to their duties, bored there was not another punch up to enjoy, Thura found himself staring after Dingeye with a heavy heart. It just was not any easier, though his mucker knew he loved him, it was obvious that Ding's heart was still owned by females. Thura did not care if he only got the physical pleasure or a cuddle or a kiss from his buddy, he wanted Ding's heart more than anything else. It saddened him to think that he only had to try and stand up for Ding and his friend got upset. With a groan, Thura strolled back up to sort his arrows, looking down to where Dingeye was gathering up sticks for the task.

The next hour went by in silence before one of the captains strolled past and clipped Thura on the ear before doing the same to Dingeye, he ordered them to fetch reeds from the nearby pond to be used to fix some of the bedding in the chief's tent. Klitch was not far away from this, skipping over with his twinkling blue eyes and insisting he'd keep an eye on things and do a little scouting. That made Thura irritated, as time had gone by and Klitch was starting to grow up, he'd shown a weird kind of interest to the pair of stoats and it was bothering Dingeye a lot.

As the pair shuffled off with the weasel slinking around in the bushes behind them, Thura turned towards Ding and opened his mouth as if to speak, until he noticed the way Ding was still looking pissed off. Thura sighed in frustration, he'd really messed up and dented Ding's pride, but they were best mates and had to look out for each other didn't they? They pair stomped off and then shuffled over to the nearest patch of reeds and Dingeye pulled out a spear and stabbed down at the shallow water, watching out for any snakes or possible pike or worse... leeches! They shuffled in amongst the tall reeds, slinking in with ease and then separating to look for the younger, softer forms.

Dingeye was considering the situation with Thura, he'd apologise to him later and give him a good making out session. He pondered how it had felt with SwiftSnatch and if truth be told, Thura was a better kisser and moaned a lot more, plus the inside of his mouth felt weirdly nice and Thura's smelt good too. Dingeye had been thinking over their relationship, other guys in the group mentioned jerking each other off during the most boring times between battle and like that kind of thing was normal. Dingeye had thought that, if others did it, maybe he and Thura could do a little bit of that... it wasn't like they'd be having sex after-all. But he would leave that till tonight, maybe see how it went with kissing and if Thura got too excited, maybe he'd tease him a little....

As Dingeye waded towards the softer reeds with a grin, stabbing an arrow shaft down into the mud, he sunk down onto his knees and then froze. He heard a flapping and a strange clacking sound... here was a coot nearby and that usually meant a nest. Nothing made a good reward for the chief like a fresh coot chick and nothing was so nice to snack on as a fresh egg. Dingeye grinned at himself in delight, he was so lucky, he sunk down and looked towards the nest sitting calmly amongst the reeds and well hidden from predators, a little grey chick sitting here calmly and he grinned - they were so oblivious! With a sudden snatching motion of his hand, he grasped the chick around the neck and grabbed its head, cracking it to the side before it could chirp before he sat back and started to gather a few soft reeds to shove in his satchel, but he'd have to get back quick before the meat lost its charm.

The stoat gathered a bag full and then began to slink and slip through the reeds, still stabbing away in case of trouble when he began to hear a growl of irritation. Thura was up ahead and clearly telling someone to get off of him, which made Ding curled an eyebrow and his whiskers twitch. He didn't like the sound of this, he hurried onwards as stealthily as possible till he got to a patch of bank and then his jaw dropped. Dingeye couldn't believe it, Thura had a paw on his shoulder, keeping him down as he was steering his face away and looking utterly upset, even crying and whimpering softly to be left alone. The culprit was that little weasel brat Klitch, but to Dingeye's great shock, the chief's son had his cock out of its sheath and was waving it towards Thura's muzzle and Ding was hardly able to believe this was happening.

"Come on Thura... prove your loyalty like this and I won't tell the rest of the camp that you're queer... then you can just be my personal bitch. A young Chieftain like myself could use a little more entertainment and it would certainly mean you got better treatment..." Klitch was a sadistic little prick at the best of times, for years he'd enjoyed just stalking around and stealing information, no one was able to kill him because he was the blue-eyed boy of their chieftain and Dingeye knew that Thura was in a really serious situation. If he did not show loyalty then the tension already existing around the two rather more unwilling members of the band would be open to killing Thura! They were all against the pair of outsiders with now real heat in their hearts for blood and skinning their enemies, but they were decent archers and workers. Dingeye knew Thura was in a spot, but part of him was eager to see what would happen... surely if Thura could kiss him, then getting to do something that might be more enjoyable to him with another guy wasn't that bad? "Come on Thura... don't look at me like that, I'm sure if it was your beloved Dingeye you'd been begging him to stick it in you by now!"

"That's not fair... I love Ding and I'd do anything for 'im... but I 'ate you!" Thura growled, suddenly opening his mouth wide and flashing his teeth. The damn fool was going to bite Klitch's male-hood off at this rate and that was going to be seriously bad! As Thura prepared to commit something as good as murder that would no doubt end in his skinning, Dingeye pulled up a nearby stone from the pool and cast it towards them, letting it make a plop and splash nearby. It made both Thura and Klitch freeze, Klitch quickly put himself away, grimacing at the sudden thought that there might be a pike in the water and he quickly pulled himself up onto the shore. Cautiously, the weasel shuffled off in case there was any sign of trouble elsewhere and Dingeye immediately began to approach where Thura was suddenly sitting down and snarling. He looked ready to burst into tears, but he was holding back and Ding knew he had to get to him and act nonchalant.

Thura's ears twitched and his nose picked up the strong scent of his companion as he straightened up and gave a grimace of anxiety. He guessed that Ding might have heard of seen something and her certainly did not want to talk about how much that brat had started bullying him recently. It was just because the vermin liked to tease that Thura was basically a bitch for everyone and Klitch, now old enough and trying to get some kind of adult experiences to make the soldiers respect him. If he could claim that Thura had been his bitch, it would impress the other weasels and certainly throw Thura down to bottom rank, not to mention open him to other attacks that could be worse! But though it was likely that Dingeye already understood this situation, Thura didn't want to deal with this at all and when he spotted Ding stepping out with the dead coot chick in his hands, at least he had a different subject to focus on.

"Ee-yar... looks like I've gotten a real surprise fer the boss." Dingeye grinned cheekily, lifting up the dead bird to Thura who seemed to heave a sigh of relief. Ding was feeling weird though, he hadn't expected that Thura would be dealing with so much from the others, let alone a brat like Klitch. Together the pair gathered up the reeds and headed back towards camp, that damn weasel skulking behind them and watching carefully. It was starting to make Dingeye reconsider a lot of their choices in life, especially when his friend was getting treated so bad by these vermin!

Feragho was less appreciative of the chick as he should have been and the group were soon packing up and marching out towards the old fortress of the badgers and taking awkward ways through Mossflower to get there. Things were unsettled as they were preparing to go to their destiny if the weasel assassin was to be believed and both Thura and Dingeye were not looking forward to it. Stuck at the back of the group, they were carrying a lot of the packs and practically having to do the same jobs as the slaves as they moved into the woodlands on their way towards the blue-eyed weasel's revenge. It frustrated the group even more as strange whispers were all over the woods of some kind of fever or rot that was laying the woodlanders waste and that only made the two youngsters reconsider their world and life with these beings.

As they marched onwards, the camps were few and far between until they came to a location in Mossflower that was suitable for the entire band. The area was a strange one, there had been signs of a previous camp of animals here and there was lots of food that had still been left over. The food had been checked and boiled up for the dinner, ensuring it certainly would not be a problem for them all to eat, but many of the band were growling over the idea. The fear of some kind of fever was filling the air as everyone settled into their tents and thankfully, Thura and Dingeye were going to be on the later guarding shift and, because they had such nasty blisters on their feet as they settled down, their captain grumbled that they'd miss breakfast but could sleep longer.

"Is weird Ding... 'his camp don't feel ryte, if 'e grumblings of t'e ofers is true, 'is place might as well be cursed. Wot if that fever gets into the group? Wot if ya get sick? I couldn't cope with that Ding!" Thura grunted in frustration as they spread out their bed rolls and the pulled up their blankets. As they did so, the pair of them growled to see there were quite a few moth holes through the fabric to show that the fabrics were as useless as ever. They rolled their eyes and grumbled together for a bit, but as they laid on their sides and faced each other, Thura looked up towards Dingeye with fluttering eyes and trying to look as cute as possible before Ding bent forward and let their whiskers twitch before their noses touch together with a soft snort of pleasure. "Ding... yer... yer had sument to say las time, wot's on yer mind?"

"Uh... waz nutin'..." Dingeye grunted softly as they both continued to snuggle up for bed with a few grunts and grumbles towards each other over the matter. Thura had clearly thought that he had something on his mind and that it was probably to do with whatever he'd seen, but as Ding rolled onto his side and grumbled away that they needed to sleep, Thura gave a sigh. He rolled towards Ding, standing up and then he bent down, stroking one of his soft ears to make Ding roll and face him before he gently planted a cute kiss onto his companion's lips. For a moment the two stoats let their whiskers twitch and stroke together before they kissed each other again softly and then Ding rolled around suddenly, knocking Thura over before he lounged over him and then kissed his nose. "Let's kiss a bit, yeah?"

"Uh... sure..." Thura's heart was thumping away in excitement, with everyone else settled down and no light in the tent to show off what they were doing, the two figures bent together, pressing their lips together in another soft peck before their noses rubbed together sweetly and Thura gripped his arms around Dingeye. They pulled each other closer into a tight snuggle, both of them staying on their sides and gently clapping their lips together in soft kisses, grasping hold of each other tenderly. Considering Ding had been with a girl before, holding and kissing Thura like this wasn't different, the only different was down below and yet, he never even thought about that as he kissed with his companion continuously as Thura giggled and sighed lovingly. Their noses rubbed together again before their white cheeks and then, suddenly, Thura froze in shock as Dingeye's paw slipped down to rub at his groin. "Uh... Ding..."

"S'all good..." Ding groaned softly, kissing him more passionately and even letting their tongues roll out and stroke at each other sweetly as Thura gave a sharp gasp. As Thura enjoyed the sensation of the tongue stroking his lips and making them vibrate in a funny kind of way, a way that was very pleasant. As they continued to kiss more passionately with each other, Dingeye rolled more over Thura and his paw continued to grope downwards at Thura's developing erection as he gasped and the groaned before suddenly, Dingeye held it all in his paw and Thura froze, mouth open and trembling as he locked eyes with his friend. "Jus... don't stop it, yeah?"

Thura slowly nodded his head, feeling more as if his companion had just grasped hold of his heart rather than just his shaft and yet he couldn't help but moan loudly as soon as Ding tugged and squeezed at him. He rubbed it gently, stroking up and down as Thura whimpered in pleasure before Ding was then squeezing the head in his grip, watching as it started to get wet. Thura hid his face in anxiety, what if Ding saw that he really enjoyed this sensation, would he stop being his friend if he saw that he liked it that much? Thura had to hide otherwise he wouldn't know where to look as Dingeye rubbed him onwards before he paused and used his free paw to grab one of Thura's and brought it down to his groin.

"Come on Thura... me too." Dingeye sighed, his hips suddenly grinding against the paw, showing him the thick cock starting to bulge within the pants. Thura shuddered in anxiety and pleasure, he felt that warm paw on him as perfect but to be told he could touch Dingeye's too, it made his mouth go dry as he gave a soft whimper. Ding then pushed his nose up to Thura's barging the other hand aside so they could kiss sweetly as he let go of Thura's paw. Thura moaned into the kiss and moved his hip closer, letting Ding squeeze and stroke his shaft as he then stuffed his paw to Ding's form and started to rub at it. When he held it all in his paw and felt it throbbing, so hot and already wet from his excitement, Thura shuddered softly as Ding kissed and licked at his lips with a sigh. "It feels good... do you feel good?"

"Yea...." Thura moaned softly, opening his mouth and letting Dingeye's tongue slip inside his mouth and roll around, stroking the tender and sensitive gums within. Thura moaned more loudly, lifting his groin more into Ding's paw as his own paw squeezed at Ding's, his paw pads rolling and rubbing on the slickened length. His breath was trembling as Ding's tongue teased at his tonsils, making him moan out more and Thura could feel a funny sensation in his backside too that made him even more embarrassed than ever. As they continued to stroke each other, their breath was getting hotter and they began to pant together before Thura and Dingeye locked eyes and Thura couldn't help but whimper. "I love you Ding..."

"Yeah? Love you too..." Dingeye snorted, kissing his nose gently as he continued to shift his paw up and down Thura's form. His companion moaned and sighed in pleasure, trying to suck in air to stop him from losing himself before he'd gotten Ding off as well! But then Ding let go and instead took his ow form, when Thura paused to look at him, drooling slightly and utterly surprised, was suddenly encouraged to press his cock against Ding's. Thura's heart was hammering in excitement, he could not believe they were going to touch each other just like this and he nearly squealed in excitement as he brought his phallus against the slightly thicker one of Ding's. Just the sudden touch of the heat made them both moan softly before Dingeye swung his paw around them both, squeezing them together and looping an arm around Thura's shoulder as he pushed him close for more kissing.

"Ding... Ding I love you..." Thura whispered into Ding's ear and the other gave a soft snort of amusement, nodding his head to acknowledge the statement before he held their forms together and began to tug at them both roughly. As Thura grasped him in return, burying his face into Ding's shoulder to hide his sounds from the others, Ding was giving a soft groan of satisfaction as he kept his companion's form close to his and kept rubbing them together as firmly as he could. He groaned and sighed and panted at the sensation, his hide prickling in excitement at the sensation.

Somehow, even though it was not what he'd enjoyed before, there was something oddly pleasurable in having his companion's cock rubbing against his own. They were both wet, warm, slippery but hard and very erotic... as strange as that word even sounded within his head. He could not have thought that frotting like this would have been of more pleasure to him than doing it with a maiden. But as they continued to rub together and he stuck his tongue out of the side of his mouth, he noticed the way Thura was drooling onto his shoulder, teary-eyed and sighing more desperately between pants than the ferret had. Dingeye stretched his free paw up, pulling his companion's face back and flicking a paw into his mouth to hold it open as Thura drooled, sucked in the air desperate for the coolness and freshness, as is dreamy looking eyes locked on one another.

Ding's tongue then slid inside his mouth, teasing and smothering him with affection as they continued to keeping stroking each other together. Thura was practically screaming in his joy as Dingeye kept him quiet and then it was completely done with. The wet semen was warm as it splashed both their bellies and they both twitched and sighed as they rubbed themselves against each other to get the last few bits in. Then they sighed and moaned gently as they continued to kiss lovingly together, before Ding held his shoulder gently and he looked at him lovingly.

"Thura... let's not bother with anyone else... just us okay? We only need us and... first chance we get, we'll 'op it!" Dingeye stated, kissing him softly as Thura nodded his head, looking so dreamily towards him he almost fainted... could this be real?