Rosie In the Middle
So, FA: Atimist totally suggested that I write a story involving the two of us sharing FA: JinxRita , and I was really into the concept, so I whipped it up right quick this evening. Kinda like a warm up for my evening writing.
Bad things always seem to happen when two males go for the same hole, though, and as we're quick to see, Atimist and I end up making a mess all over Rose's muzzle as a result!
...Please don't hurt me, guys.
As always, read, comment and enjoy!
"Mmm...damn, that's really good!"
Drool was nearly beginning to spill out of the corners of a partly gaping muzzle, finding it difficult to contain her entire mouthful. Flickering back and forth wildly in her enjoyment, Rose didn't care that the end of her tail was gently slapping her lover, Joshiah, in the face with each and every pass.
"Why don't you have some more, then?"
However...it wasn't Joshiah who replied to her, but Atimist, who stood in front of her, holding a long, thick object in his paws. The tasty treat was just waiting for Rose to sample a little more, but she'd already taken so much, it'd be a shock if she even thought about having another inch.
"She still hasn't even had any of mine yet," Joshiah protested, crossing his arms just slightly at the fox, and his own fox-kitten hybrid. "When do I get in on the action?!"
"I t-told you," Rose groaned, as she couldn't help tripping over her words from the elation running through her body, "To c-come around the front! You keep trying to put it in the back!"
"That's just where I happen to be standing, y'know."
"She's the one in charge," Atimist suggested, as he offered the treasure right up to Rose's waiting muzzle. Her maw opened, tiny strings of drool already spreading like thin, glistening webs across her tongue as she closed her eyes and awaited her morsel. She could even feel the delightful pressure coming from behind as Joshiah leaned into her once again...
...And the two sushi rolls bumped into each other and broke apart, spilling across her muzzle in a mess of rice, tuna and sauce.
"Yeah, but she didn't say it was your turn to feed her a sushi roll, now did she?" Joshiah demanded, narrowing his eyes at his vulpine friend. "Look at the mess you made!"
"Me? She told you not to come from behind, dude!"
"Phrasing."
"Oh, that was really mature, and totally helpful to the situation!"
"You should just be glad I'm letting you share your sushi with my kixen!"
"Boys..."
"I'm just trying to be polite!"
"Suuuuuure you are. That's why you keep suggesting I write a story where we share her!"
"Boys!"
"I never meant any of that, dude! You know that!"
"I can't be sure...you're one of the only straight friends I have!"
" BOYS!"
A pair of heads whirled to look at Rose, who had flattened the long, sharp ears on her head as bits of tuna and rice dripped down over her muzzle and onto her top. "Thank you for shutting up...now would you please help clean up this mess you created?"
And they did exactly that, with Atimist being entirely respectful and handing Joshiah some napkins so he could clear away all of the messy seafood from her shirt and her face.
...You didn't really think I was going to write a story like that, did you?