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Fresh on the heels of finishing his last blog post, the one where he and Courage kissed, Finn had sat to unwind with his favorite video game, Team Fortress 2. Writing, as it turned out, was thirsty work, and taking a break now and then was highly encouraged. The panther could have got up and told his mate when the story was finished, but Courage had seemed awfully busy earlier when Finn had interrupted him for the first time. He really didn't want to be a bother, so instead he decided to stick to himself and play a game, let the cougar have a little alone time.

He even justified that behavior as such when his mate came into the room looking for him.

"I just didn't want to bother you," Finn said. His mate was leaning down from behind him, wrapping Finn in a hug, the large stocky paws reaching down to Finn's middle. Finn was occupied by the game but moved his muzzle towards his mate, nuzzling up close but still keeping his eyes on the screen.

"Oh yeah?" Courage asked, bemused. "You didn't have an issue bothering me a few hours ago."

This time Finn was too distracted for his ears to sink in guilt. "I needed to ask you a question," the panther said off-handedly, clearly not paying attention to the conversation. The cougar just smiled and nuzzled Finn between the ears, scratching lightly at the panther's middle. Finn had effectively ruined his nice night of relaxation after that interruption. It had been impossible to return to his book, all he could think about was the clumsy panther clambering on top of him, the rough and messy kisses - and the semi he had been left with as his mate traipsed off to finish his story.

Courage had come into the bedroom to get even, already his semi growing stronger as he breathed in his mate's scent. Finn even _smelled_chaotic, but in the most charming of ways. His scent seemed as confused and baffled by Finn's sheer existence as the rest of the world did. For ever nuanced emotion that ran through the panther's mind there seemed to be a corresponding emotion attached to his musk - only his scent wasn't nearly so organized as the actual emotions were (and yes, that is saying quite a lot).

The panther smelled... adventurous. He also smelled familiar, and comfortable - but above all he smelled unique. Utterly unique. There wasn't a single scent anywhere close to it, and honestly Courage was glad he got to keep it all to himself. In fact, it was no wonder he had become so readily hot and bothered when Finn had sauntered in, none the wiser to the effect he had on his mate just by virtue of being in the same room.

And still none the wiser, even as Courage stood behind him, rubbing at his belly and nuzzling as seductively as he could. Finn had by now turned back to his game properly. It was clear the cougar would need to get more creative.

He nuzzled his mate a bit more attentively, nudging against the base of the panther's ear, rubbing at one of his mate's several sweet spots. Finn pushed back, clearly enjoying himself - but not quite enough to abandon his game. It was clear he would have to go deeper.

Next Courage picked up the pace with his paws, grabbing at Finn's shirt with the claws on one paw (just for additional purchase, not strong enough to rip the fabric) and lifting up, using his other paw to explore the black, well groomed fur directly. Now _this_got his mate's attention. Finn slid around on the chair, straightening out his body and giving Courage more full access. The jungle cat was still looking at the screen, and didn't even look like he was especially distracted. More work was needed.

Not to be deterred, Courage took his new vantage and lifted Finn's shirt up further, unintentionally ruffing up the fur underneath, which he then smoothed back out. He rubbed both paws across his mate, claws lightly extended, reaching over the panther in a hug while also not interfering with the game. His head was directly next to Finn's, their cheeks rubbing against each other, whiskers intertwined. Finn nuzzled back and had begun to purr, so Courage knew he was on the right track.

Besides that, the purring gave him a wicked idea. It was a trope that purring on-line could only mean one thing, and Courage decided to make it his task to locate the microphone button.Should be easy enough, his mate was wired in to the computer (what they both called it when Finn had his headphones on), and Finn talked on this game all the time. Courage just needed to catch him doing it.

In the meantime Courage kept his thick paws wandering. Between watching the keyboard for the microphone button, and watching the game itself, it was clear Finn wasn't anywhere _near_distracted enough. Especially after watching one killing spree in particular Courage had started to feel particularly neglected and decided to up the ante.

He kissed Finn on the cheek and the panther turned his muzzle so they could kiss more on the lips. It was improvement, but it would take more to get his surprisingly singularly minded kitten to abort the game. But then, there was something charming about fooling around while his catwas trying to play a game. And with that thought Courage brazenlyplaced a paw on Finn's crotch and gave the panther a firm squeeze.

This elicited a solid _muurp!_from Finn, who spread his legs by instinct, giving his mate fuller access. Now Courage knew they were in business. The muurp had interrupted the panther's purr for only a moment but it quickly came back with a vengeance when the solid paw started to rub against the inside of Finn's thighs.

"That's more like it," Courage said softly, as Finn finally removed his paw from the keyboard. The panther looked at Courage with his marvelously green eyes. Yet again Finn was at work with his surprisingly singular mind - and with even just a few rubs at the crotch, his singular mind had turned toward his boyfriend, desire echoing deeply throughout his gaze.

The panther had started to grow surprisingly quickly, and already he was straining uncomfortably against his zipper. Courage grabbed at the growing erection and rubbed tantalizingly through the fabric, taking the back of Finn's head with his other paw and bringing Finn into a deep, full kiss. He exhaled into the panther's muzzle before breathing in his kitten's scent, pushing his tongue in to feel his muzzle from the inside. He pushed his paw roughly against the hardening groin, giving Finn a sharp grind as the panther ground back.

Even through Finn's headphones Courage could still pick up his teammates calling him out.

"Finn, you still there? What happened?"

Courage chuckled as Finn broke their kiss with a solid grumble, returning a paw to the keyboard just long enough to turn on the mic. That's when Courage spotted what key it was.

"Yeah, sorry," Finn said, still distracted by the firm paw against his crotch. "Something came up guys, I'll be AFK for a sec." With a few more buttons Finn switched his team over to spectator mode where he could AFK to his heart's content.

"Can they still hear you when you're spectating like that?" Courage tried to make the question as nonchalant at possible. Finn set his headset down on his desk and swiveled the chair to face his mate.

"Not on all servers, but on this one I'm pretty sure they can." Finn shrugged as he spoke, his tail startling to flick excitedly. "But it's push-to-talk, so don't worry, they won't be able to hear...activities."

The stress on the last word was so specifically Finn-like it was impossible not to love him, obscure though he might occasionally be. Courage leaned in, pushing the chair fully against the computer desk, and kissed his boyfriend again. It was another full, deep kiss, and this time when he rubbed against Finn's crotch he did it with a claw extended, tracing right against the outline of Finn's shaft.

Finn murred heavily and pushed up against his mate's paw. He also took both of his paws and snuck them underneath the cougar's shirt, pushing it up to expose his mate's chest. When Courage brought back his tawny paw to lift his shirt free Finn was sad to feel its absence, but the resulting shirtless cougar before him made up for it. And as a special bonus the paw quickly returned to Finn's shaft, grabbing at the full erection, still teasing it through its layers of fabric.

That didn't stop the panther from getting pent up with every pump that Courage made, and Finn had started to purr heavily as he took in the sight of his mate. He reached forward and brought him into a strong hug, pulling Courage down on top of him, holding the warm, coarse fur tightly against him. Courage smiled at the panther's insistence and bit gently at his mate's neck, biding for time while he fumbled with his belt, wanting his shorts off before climbing onto the chair with Finn.

Finn got the cue and started to undo his pants as well. His behavior was frantic and clearly told Courage he was turned on, even if the raging hardon hadn't told him that already. By the time Finn had slid his pants down Courage was already stepping out of his, tail swishing as he stood fully nude before his boyfriend.

The cougar's fur was well kept and short, and Finn wouldn't describe him as anything except for beautiful. His muscles were toned, and whereas Finn occasionally came across as lanky, Courage came across more as lithe. And that's what passed through Finn's head as he viewed his breathtaking mate, his quest to disrobe entirely forgotten.

The cougar's erection was at full mast, sticking nearly directly vertically out of its sheath. Finn was perfectly erect too, and besides that more than a little pent up, as a little bead of precum was already showing itself against the dark fur of his underbelly.Suddenly moderately conscious of his mate's gaze, Courage scritched behind one of his ears, taking in the sight of his equally beautiful kitten.

The entirety of Finn's fur was black, with no particular distinguishing discolorations, such as a white spot near his extremities. He did have black rosettes just barely visible against his black fur, but in this lighting they were hard to spot. His cock, however, was a delectable shade of pink, which stood out marvelously in an otherwise consistent sea of black. It closely mirrored Courage's own erection, although, much like their actual body types, Finn's stood just a little taller, while the cougar's was just a little more wide.

But they were both perfectly well equipped, and even a brief consideration of his partner's shaft had Courage back on track. He decided he sort of liked the panther with his pants around his ankles, although he would be decidedly improved if he had no shirt. He stepped forward, leaning in to hug his mate closely, and brought his legs up to straddle the panther. The chair only very closely accommodated the both of them, but that certainly counted as close enough.

Finn breathed in heavily as their erections pressed together, and he pushed up against his mate, attempting to thrust or grind, even though there wasn't much to grind against. Their barbs were pressing together, however, and even that faint tingle was enough to get even more precum to leak out of Finn's fully hard member.

Now that he was mounted on the chair Courage lifted Finn's shirt up over his head, breathing in the scent of naked panther as he did. He was kneeling above Finn as he did so, placing his mate in a beneficial position, able to lean down only slightly and lick at the cougar's shaft. On his knees as he was he was nearly suspended equal height to the tip of Finn's shaft, with the barbed tip resting up against Courage's furry sack. Finn took advantage of both of these statistics.

While Courage wrestled with the shirt over Finn's chest, head, and arms, Finn wriggled around a little, as though to aid in getting the shirt off. In truth he was repositioning, getting his tip on the other side of his mate's balls, angling it towards the base of his tail. And the moment the shirt was free, before Courage could have a moment to settle back, Finn held his mate in place by grabbing onto his back and licking at the shaft before him.

Courage hadn't been expecting that, and seeing as he had been pent up for much longer than Finn (it had been hours since the insolent panther had gotten him horny and then left the room to write) the muzzle on his dick was more than welcome. In fact the cougar let out a strong gasp and held on to the back of Finn's head with both paws, gripping tightly and sitting a little more upright, getting as much of himself into his boyfriend's maw as he could.

This gave Finn the cover he needed to position his cock entirely, with his tip now placed perhaps just an inch or two directly below his mate's tawny, furry rear. He loved having the firm paws placed against his head, too, and tried his best to keep his muzzle and throat open as his mate started to hump.

Meanwhile Courage just gasped and repositioned again, not realizing how phenomenal it would feel to be inside Finn's muzzle. He brought a leg up and raised himself slightly, his cock now positioned slightly above where Finn's head would normally rest, and with both paws grabbing tightly he started to thrust down into his mate's mouth, filling his muzzle entirely and thrusting into his obedient panther's throat.

His tail lashed powerfully as he felt his release quickly begin to build. He hilted into his boyfriend's muzzle and started sharp thrusts in and out, feeling the sensitive nibs on his tip rub in and out of the open passage, pleasure quickly building exponentially. Before he knew it he had dug his claws deep into Finn's fur, gripping with solid purchase as he roared his release. He buried himself balls deep into his boyfriend's muzzle, and with still added pressure tried to bury himself further still, as he came directly into his boyfriend's waiting throat.

Finn could feel the pumps of jizz push through his mate's shaft, even if he couldn't taste the cum directly. He also felt the force of his mate above him, a true mountain cat working hard to get what he wanted. It gave Finn a remarkable level of assurance knowing that he couldn't escape that ferociously strong grip if he wanted to, and the measure of trust involved in being choked by his mate's dick had Finn tremendously on edge.

To add to his mate's pleasure Finn opened his maw as wide as he could, nearly succeeding in encompassing Courage's balls as well. The cougar was pressing too firmly, however, so they didn't quite make it in, although he was able to cram maybe another inch into Finn's throat, completely and totally claiming the panther's maw as his own.

Finn had plans to lay a claim of his own, however. He waited just long enough for Courage to relax after his climax. The cougar stayed hunched over Finn's head for some time, still locked deep in his muzzle, basking in the after glow of orgasm and still humping in and out slightly. He was aware that soon Finn would need to come up for air, and so reluctantly slid himself out of his boyfriend's muzzle, panting heavily as he did so, fully content in their recent embrace.

When Courage started to lower himself, though, is when Finn grabbed at his mate's hips and gently guided the cougar's way down. Finn licked the aftertaste of jizz around his mouth as he locked eyes with his mate and kissed him. Courage was still weak from the orgasm, still panting and out of breath, and now it was Finn's turn to viciously grip the back of his mate's head. He pulled the cougar in to a deep kiss, pushing his tongue into the still panting muzzle. Finn was supporting Courage with a paw on his tawny backside, and together with the paw on the cougar's head Finn was ready to take control.

It hadn't taken Finn too long into their sex life to get the hang of angles and positioning, and it was easy to position Courage directly above his cock, and to begin setting the cougar down on it. He was so slickened with pre at this point he highly doubted they needed lube, and besides that, the cougar frequently liked it rough. With that in mind Finn braced his feetpaws against the floor, and pushed himself up slightly as he also pulled Courage down.

There was only a brief moment of recognition in his mate's eyes as he felt the shaft up against his entrance, and then Finn was in.

So freshly lost in the glow of orgasm Courage hadn't been suspecting that Finn would fuck him. But then, he hadn't exactly thought things through this far, and he wasn't about to start now. Feeling his mate inside him set off a fresh wave of pleasure for the cougar, and although he had just orgasmed he was ready for more. He swept his leg forward, now fully straddling the panther, and leaned back, pressing his weight on the pink shaft, feeling it sink deeper inside of him.

Courage let out a surprisingly sharp growl, seemingly unable to control the pitch of his excitement. Finn took this as a magnificently good sign and lifted the cougar back up before pushing him back down forcefully, digging himself balls deep into his mate's well toned rear. Finn growled as he did, being buried in that tight ass nearly too much to handle.

Finn kissed Courage deeply, somewhat pulling out as he did. He caressed the back of his mate's head, scritching behind his ears, pushing back in as he did. He held Courage close in a tight embrace, their fur rubbing and brushing together in passion, exchanging body heat - pumping as he did. Courage, meanwhile, was tied up in pleasure. Being penetrated so quickly after orgasm had his mind reeling, and he was grateful his panther had a one track mind after all. Finn never did anything half way - and if that meant the cat's intentions were on other things some of the time, it at least meant that on occasion Finn was laser focused in on Courage and nothing else - and it was moments like that which made everything worth it.

Thinking about that reminded Courage of his initial quest. The game was still playing in the background, and Courage did still want to get his boyfriend back. Even though this somewhat counted as repayment, he didn't exactly get the impression that he was teaching his kitten a lesson. By all rights, it seemed like he was enjoying himself, humping away at Courage like he was. He was building up pleasure, too, Courage could tell. The space between thrusts was contracting, and he had begun the sequence all cats did when they neared orgasm. Short, quick spasms to stimulate the barbs.

Any moment now, Finn would cum.

First of all, Courage wanted to feel it inside of him. And second, he wanted to catch it on the microphone. It was easy enough to reach the computer desk, and it wasn't like Finn was paying particular attention to what the cougar's paws were doing. Finn was just focused on fucking. He would literally be none the wiser if Courage just held down the mic button for a little bit, just to see what would happen.

Courage seemed to tap it just in time, too, because below him Finn was definitely reaching climax. The panther had grabbed roughly onto the cougar's hips with his two large paws, grabbing at his fur roughly, humping with increased vigor. He had also started growling, which Courage also thought was a massive turn on. Finn ordinarily wasn't much of an alpha cat, but every now and then when they were in bed (or, as it turns out, in a computer chair), Courage got to see that side of him come out.

Besides, being perched on top of his mate like he was had certain advantages. With a single claw holding the mic button as Finn grew more passionate by the breath, Courage's other paw traced lines through his own fur, feeling himself up and enjoying the moment in its entirety. To aid in his mate's release Courage readjusted against the panther's groin only slightly, helping to push back into their mutual rhythm and get as much of Finn's (admittedly pleasant) shaft inside of him.

It was just the excuse Finn needed to pop. With a ferocious roar Finn dug his claws into his mate and started to shoot into his rear. To help milk his cock Courage squirmed a little on top, not wanted to miss a single drop. Finn also seemed intent on giving his mate everything he could - because Courage could feel rope after rope shoot into him, each one seeming somehow as powerful as the last.

Eventually the spasms of Finn's pleasure did wane, and along with them Finn's ferocious growl. It turned into whimpers towards the end, as each rope seemed to exhaust the panther a little bit more, until he was fully spent, exhausted, and satisfied.

Courage quietly let got of the push-to-talk button and turned his full attention to his mate, sitting down firmly against the panther's crotch, his rod still buried in his rear. He had gotten used to Finn's size by this point in their relationship, and now mainly just enjoyed feeling his lover inside, their bodies fully intertwined. He held Finn closely and kissed him tenderly as now it was the panther's turn to pant heavily, lost in the glow of orgasm.

And then, picked up by both of their sharp, feline ears, they could both hear Finn's teammates through the headset on the desk.

"WAY TO GO FINN!"

"ATTA KID!"

"WOOP!WOOP!WOOP!WOOP!"

Finn's ears perked up in full bewilderment and shock and he gave Courage the most mortified expression the cougar had ever seen. Courage tried to hold it together, honestly he did - but after just a few seconds of looking at the shock on the panther's adorable muzzle he broke. It started as a chuckle and quickly evolved into a full bodied laugh, and with his mate's general mirth Finn started to chuckle as well.

As it would turn out, however, Courage's master plan would sort of backfire. He wasn't sure what he expected to happen when holding down the mic button, but he had accidentally turned Finn into a celebrity that day. For maybe a week or two it bothered the big cat, but he soon decided to own up to the new reputation, and on his usual server Finn was often greeted as a sex king.

It bled into their romantic life, too. The word _microphone_started to hold a special connotation to them, and they dropped it into sex speak often. It helped boost Finn's confidence as well, and it opened the door to other more adventurous acts of voyeur, which Courage had always been interested in but never had the opportunity. He was slowly making Finn less sexually timid, too, which proved to be a tremendous bonus.

But still, the cougar never did feel quite satisfied in his quest. He had initially set out to get back at the panther for interrupting his quiet night by giving him a semi, and then walking away - and, what? Courage had rewarded his insolence with sex? No, no. That just wouldn't do.

He'd have to come up with some other form of pay back, that's all.

Hopefully one that would be just as fun.