Forbidden Chapter 12
Forbidden Chapter 12-- A Little Fun
Matt leaned on the counter, only in a pair of boxers, sipping on a rather large mug of coffee.
He was completely exhausted from his and Sirrus's fun the night before, but he had to be at work in less than an hour, and was doing his best force himself awake. A yawn escaped his muzzle between sips and he grumbled to himself as he resisted the urge to sleep there on the counter.
From behind, Chris dragged himself into the kitchen, walked past the ottercoon, and fumbled to pour himself a cup of coffee, paying no attention that Matt was there.
Matt eyed his friend, wearing only a pair of pajama pants, and judging from the bulge in their front, no underwear beneath. The ottercoon whined a little, but did his best to be as adult as he could, "Hey, Chris. You look tired. You uhm...you sleep okay last night?"
Chris mumbled sleepily and turned, neither of his eyes more than half way open, "Yuh...yeah..." His answer was barely more than a grunt as he took a sip of his coffee and stretched.
"How long after..." Matt coughed and took another sip, "I mean...about when did you get to sleep?"
"Uhm...three...?"
"Wow...I got to sleep a lot earlier than that. Sorry that I, uhm...kind of lost track of you. What are you doing up so early?"
"Smelled coffee..." Chris cautiously took his biggest drink yet, "You?"
"Work."
"Oh yeah...work exists." The lion blinked himself more awake, "Meant to ask why you didn't work yesterday."
"Called in because of the boys," Matt took another sip, "No such luxury today."
"Right, right."
Matt rubbed the back of his head, scratching his headfur, "So...you didn't come looking for me or anything after...after we, uhm...after I...after I ran off, did you?"
Chris glanced up from his coffee with a chuckle, "Maybe..."
"Fuck." The ottercoon sighed heavily and took another drink, "...what did you see?"
Chris finished his mug and turned back to pour more another, "Is he tight?"
"Right in the big middle then." Matt winced, rubbing the top of his muzzle, "I'm sorry I didn't take the time to shut the door..."
"Nah...my fault for going upstairs." The lion turned around with a full cup, "But I think I just asked you a question."
Matt just looked into his coffee and didn't say anything.
"Heh..." Chris leaned back on his elbows, showing off his pecks and abs, just awake enough to know what it would doing to his, "Not gonna' answer me?"
Matt looked up again and saw Chris, half clothed, and then looked back down, blushing, "He...he is. What of it?"
Chris chuckled, "Just wondering..."
"So uhm...how much of last night do you remember?"
Chris cocked an eyebrow, "Other than Sirrus begging to be deep dicked?"
Matt coughed, a sip of coffee catching in his throat, and the lion just roared out a laugh.
The ottercoon recovered enough to argue, "He did not beg to be deep dicked!"
"Maybe not in those words..." Chris thought for a moment, "Maybe it was more like: 'Harder, Master. Faster. Stick it in me, Matt.' That closer?"
"God..." Matt just looked down, "You got there right at the end..."
The lion nodded, "Yep. Just in time to hear you cum in him...and what I think was the sound of him shooting all over the both of you."
"Yeah...well...th-that's not what I was talking about anyway." Matt took the last sip from his mug, "Do you remember anything other than that?"
Chris turned back again, showing off his toned back muscles and his flicking tail, as he mixed something into his coffee, "Like what?"
Matt stepped a little closer to him, wanting to run his hands over Chris's shoulders again, but held off, "Uhm...n-nothing, Chris..." As his friend turned back to face him, Matt looked down and stepped past, pouring some more coffee.
Chris took another sip, "Much better," then looked up at his friend, "And, do you mean about...you sucking me off? Kissing me? Rubbing your paws all over me?"
Matt spilled a bit of the coffee and sat the pot and mug down, "Yeah...that would be what I was asking about."
Chris flashed a sly smile, "And what exactly WERE you asking?"
Matt huffed and turned to look at the lion, "Look Chris: I'm really sorry! I shouldn't have done it. I mean...you were drunk, and I should have known better. Only a horrible person takes advantage of a friend like that, and I..." He looked down, "I'm just sorry."
Chris took another long sip and narrowed his eyes with a twitch of his nose, "I wasn't drunk."
Matt blinked a bit and looked back up, "You what? Do you mean...do...what do you mean?"
"I mean you need to learn to count." The lion flashed a sly smile, as he leaned back against the counter again, "I had three beers yesterday...and nursed all but one."
"I could have sworn you'd had more than that..."
"Of course you did." Chris's sly grin spread, slowly, to another big toothy smile, "Me bring drunk gave you all the excuse you needed to not be so shy about what you wanted. Yeah?"
Matt shook his head a bit trying to clear out the confusion of what they were saying, along with the morning cobwebs, "So you mean that you...you wanted to do what we did? You were coherent?"
Chris nodded, "Yep! I knew everything that was going on...and I enjoyed it." He pointed at his friend, "And it was funnier than hell watching how much YOU enjoyed it."
Matt timidly reached a paw out at toward the lion's shoulder, scared to actually touch, but Chris stood up, meeting the paw with the yellow fur of his chest. Matt went wide eyed and gulped, immediately reminded himself of the night before, but trying to ignore that as he turned his eyes up to the lion's.
"Chris?"
"Yeah?"
"What...what are you saying?"
"I dunno." Chris extended his own paw, lightly trailing a finger along the ottercoon's side, "Just that you're not the only one that likes to have a little fun."
Matt shivered at the touch and involuntarily gripped the lion's chest fur, "But..." He grunted, "I mean...you're straight."
Chris flattened his paw out, laying it on Matt's hip, "And?" He leaned forward, his muzzle only inches from his friend's.
Matt gulped a bit, "It's just...I guess I could understand the BJ. That wouldn't really make you gay. Muzzle's a muzzle, right? But...all the touching you let me do...and...and the kiss...?"
"You mean like this?" Chris closed his eyes and planted a small kiss on Matt's lips, then pulled back, "Come on now...labels are for kids. You're old enough to know that what I am...and what I do...are two very different things."
With another gulp, Matt leaned forward and kissed the lion back deeply, not thinking that his friend might not want it. Chris let his friend's tongue in for a moment, before closing off his muzzle, and tilting his head with just their lips locked. The ottercoon left his lips there for a moment or two and then moved back, gulping again and looking down to check and make sure he hadn't gotten excited enough to sticking out of his boxers.
Matt panted and looked back up, "...sorry...I just..."
Chris smiled and reached up, ruffling his friend's stark silver head fur, "Still such a little kid." He smiled again.
Matt didn't know what to think or say, but smiled at the attention, "So then...you were just wanting to have a little fun?"
Chris crossed his arms, causing his muscles to flex, "More or less."
Matt looked Chris over, in all of his carved, liony greatness, "A-any..." He coughed and stopped, "Never mind..."
Chris tilted an eyebrow, still flexing, "Anytime? Is that what you were going to say?"
"Not quite..."
Chris chuckled, "Well then?"
"Any chance..." Matt looked down, "I was gonna' say: Any chance you might be in the mood to uhm...before I go to work..."
Chris closed the gap between him and his friend, their chests pressing together, and placed a paw on the side of Matt's muzzle, "I think that could be done..."
Matt smiled at the lion, "You...REALLY seem to be enjoying this, Chris."
The lion chuckled, his nose almost touching Matt's, "Well you're not the first guy to ask..." He pulled the ottercoon's hips against him when he felt the poke of his stiffened sheath, "One of the few I've trusted with a yes, though."
"Re-uhm..." Matt shivered, "Remind me to ask about the details of those other guys...when I have more time, okay?"
"Sure thing."
The ottercoon touched their noses together, "Just a little fun...right?"
Chris leaned just as close, "Right."
"Good." Matt opened his maw, immediately invading the lion's muzzle again.
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There we go! The soap opera, Forbidden, continues!!
* Starring: F. R. Borealis as Eric Matthew Cameron Cecil B. North as Christopher Phillip Eden *
Cecil was a writer here as well, back in the Yiffstar days. If you want to check out the stuff he wrote back then, go ahead and look him up. His username on here is: Cecil_88
First of all, like I said last time...yes, I know this chapter is SUPER short. It's more like Chapter 11's epilogue than it is a chapter... I actually considered posting it WITH chapter 11 instead of making them seperate...but it would have ruined all the punch to the ending of 11. Also considered posting it with 13, but 12 takes place the day after 11, and 13 takes place like a month later, so it wouldn't have fit there either. So here it is, pretending to be a chapter.
Regarding the events herein, though: Isn't that awesome? No drama! Just two best friends deciding to tack "with benifits" onto the end of that description. Sexy lion, lonely ottercoon now less lonely, what's not to love?
Anyway, thanks for reading!
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See you for the next 44 chapters of Forbidden! ^_^