Jared and Gnat - Part Seven - Am I Gone?
It was 5:30am, totally pitch black outside and I was listening to Alice in Chains on my old-ass Walkman, slumped in my armchair. My blinking was long and drawn out, getting tired. Layne Staley died of a heroin overdose, but strangely, this music was my anti-drug. I doubt I've ever influenced anyone the way he has with music. Rest with the Gods, Layne...
With the sounds of the outside world drawn out, I didn't hear Gnat come in. He placed a paw softly on my shoulder and looked into my eyes... I smile at him and pat my lap. Gnat obeyed and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Just enjoying his company, now, the Walkman lay on the floor abandoned. Occasionally, I bounced him up and down in my lap, but he didn't give much response to it; just carried on nuzzling into my neck. I am still amazed he is stuck to me like this.
"Jared, I've been thinking..." He says while keeping his face buried in my shoulder.
"Hmm?"
"Have we run too far to get home?"
"What do you mean?"
He withdraws from my shoulder to face me.
"I don't want to live like this anymore, but do we still have a choice?"
I bit my lips. This hadn't really taken me by surprise; we've been pretty open with each other since we spoke those three little words, and he wasn't happy living in this squalor. Who the hell would be? We both just want the quiet life.
"We'll find a way, Gnat," I replied.
"Well... Let's find one, then," he said with passive demand.
After a moment's consideration, I said with finality "We need to get a job, first, hun."
I almost choked on the last word of that sentence... Never thought I'd be one for affection like that, but it felt warm, and I liked it. Had it been a few months ago, I would have said we needed to get off drugs, first, but it wasn't... Our fur was starting to grow back. Gnat was getting that black fluff back all over his body, and mine was sporting that vivid pink colour. Kids used to laugh at me for that, at school, until I kidnapped the instigator's cat and mailed him his paw. That shut them all up, and they left me alone after that.
"Jared, the only place that would take a couple of bums on is Baseline Recordings, Jack's label, and you had a gun to his face the other night."
A sudden realisation hit me. "Way to burn your bridges you fucking idiot," I thought.
"It wasn't the most pleasant gesture after twenty years, that's for sure," I said.
"No shit."
"Fuck you."
"Please do."
I rolled my eyes at him, that cheeky smirk on his face. How could I disobey that grin? Returning that smile with one that could cut through diamond, I tried to slip out from underneath him, but he stopped me. "You ain't going nowhere." I gave him this pure look of half-amusement, half-surprise, but he was already fondling my pink, fluffy balls, refusing to break eye contact. That surge of heat washed over my abdomen as he teased me, toyed with my junk. I began to grow erect... As did he.
He slowly got to his feet, his ears twitching with intrigue and carefully climbed onto my lap. I looked lovingly into his eyes as we touched noses and he levitated over my solid cock.
After what seemed an eternity of teasing, he slowly lowered himself until the tip of my dick pressed into the rim of his tailhole. Gnat gave a sharp, but savoury groan. I giggled: it seemed he had been teasing himself as much as me. Heat flowed over the tip of my cock, making me pant and beg for more with my hungry eyes. The horny rabbit succumbed to my pleading and sat down on my parts fully, pressing up against his prostate. My hips had lost total control, and began a fast rhythm against his insides. I locked lips with him as I ravaged his inside in the way he liked, stimulating all his sensitive nerves. I noticed his lips tasted like honey as we exchanged our breath.
Gnat threw his head back, rubbing his body as I thrusted deep inside his. Groaning, I was ready to burst any second now. I flinched as his juices spouted from his cock, landing on my chest. Evidently, he was too. The sticky liquid congealed in my fur, matting it and making it sticky. Gnat was really riding me now... Working me just the way I liked: not so much thrusting, but that grinding which hit all my sweetest spots. "Gnat..." I said as he hilted me deep inside him for the last time... My release sprayed against the walls of his insides, and I felt the tight tailhole milking me for all I was worth.
He slowly unhilted me from his ass and rested his head on my chest.
"I love you, Jared."
"Fag"
"Fuck you."
"We all know who just did the fucking."
Gnat rested his head on my chest and began to purr. "I do love you though," I whispered.
I really do.