Pre-Story note: Yeah, I don't really want to hear about how birds do not have the form of genitalia used in this chapter. (Let's also pretend said genitalia is somewhat humanoid.) I'm completely aware of that, but let's just take the next couple of minutes you spend reading this, and pretend that they possess them. (AND also to think about what a horrible person you are FOR reading this c: ) Rated M if you didn't catch that for any reason. *cough* Turn your M filter off, moron.
Disclaimer: All characters used in this story belong to J.G. Quintel, I'm just borrowing them to do dirty things.


PAIRING: MORDECAI X RIGBY

The small raccoon slowly awoke, his consciousness giving way to the bitter chill that occupied the room that night. Without opening his eyes, Rigby shifted around a bit. He to readjust his blanket; a futile effort it seemed.

Regardless to how much he managed to cover himself with the considerably small patch of cloth, he wasn't able to conserve his heat from below. This being because rather than sleeping on an actual bed, the mammal was forced to sleep on a trampoline. It hadn't been his choice, but there wasn't much of an option when it came to playing 'punchies' with Mordecai.

Speaking of the blue jay, Rigby turned to look at his friend across the room, who laid sleeping in a legitimate bed. Rigby remained there silently for a few moments before eventually rolling onto the cold wooden floor, and quietly tip-toeing over to his companion.

Rigby was nimble in making his way over to the unconscious bird, climbing up and making himself comfortable between the avian and the wall. The raccoon proceeded to drape the blanket across his small body, the warmth immediately setting in. Rigby smiled quietly, turning to Mordecai whose face was solemn and void of emotion.

Rigby scooted closer, until he was able to wrap his arms around the blue jay, nuzzling into the silky feathers on Mordecai's chest. The raccoon lay there silently, listening to his friend's slow breaths and feeling the bird's subtle heartbeat. Rigby closed his eyes and inhaled the avian's musky aroma while beginning to slip out away from reality himself.

"Dude," Mordecai began, breaking the silence and causing the mammal's eyes to shoot wide open. "What are you doing?" The two remained still, and quiet as the awkwardness of the situation only increased.

"It's really cold..." Rigby explained blankly. Still frozen, the duo still remained in their current positions, Rigby's arms still enveloping the avian whose eyes remained shut.

"So, you got in bed with me?"

"Don't give me that! You're the one with the actual bed!" the raccoon whined, removing himself from his friend and turning to face the wall.

"Calm down. You're fine where you are." Mordecai muttered sleepily, grabbing his friend and pulling the mammal into his chest. Rigby could laid there at a loss for words as his furry face began to heat up.

"D- Dude!" the mammal gasped as his feathered friend lightly squeezed at his sides, causing Rigby to unwillingly moan. Mordecai only let out a soft laugh the other male to flail. The bird began to run his fingers through the soft fur, trailing down the mammal's body while also noting what spots got the most of a reaction.

After a bit of teasing, he slowly made his way down to the part of Rigby that was clearly enjoying this most. Mordecai wrapped his hand around the half-hardened member, gently squeezing and thus getting imminent approval from his friend. Soft moans were the only thing that Rigby could compose himself to emit, also becoming lightheaded as the ecstasy took over his body.

"You like that?" Mordecai whispered into the mammal's ear, a nod being his response. The avian gently pumped it a bit, mostly just playing around with it as it lengthened in his palm.

Rigby shifted, turning to face the blue jay to exchange a kiss with his friend. It started off as a series of small pecks, eventually evolving into a war for dominance.

Not too shockingly, Mordecai won easily, and began to explore Rigby's mouth, rubbing his tongue up against Rigby's. The raccoon clenched the avian's feathers; his throbbing dick pressed up against bird's naval. Mordecai took a moment to look at his companion and into his hungry eyes that were fixed on his own.

"I love you, Mordecai..." Rigby whispered, nuzzling into the crook of his friends neck.

"Love you too, bro." Mordecai chuckled with a smile, hugging the mammal. Rigby climbed up onto the avian, positioning himself in front of the bird's ever-growing manhood. Rigby took both their cocks in his hands and began stroking them together.

The blue jay's prick proudly stood taller than the raccoon's. It was fairly thick as well, making it impossible for Rigby to wrap his small hands around the two dicks completely. The friction from each pump felt phenomenal, the duo letting out quiet moans of enjoyment as Rigby increased his pace.

Droplets of precum began to release from the heads of the pair's rods, thus slicking Rigby's hands, and making the strokes swifter. "M- Mordecai..." Rigby let out through heavy pants for breath, "I thin- I think I'm almost there."

"Go for it," the blue jay assured, laughing from how quickly his friend had reached his peak. Rigby continued to grind hard into his friend, all of the pleasure eventually building up until he couldn't hold it in any longer.

Rigby's toes curled, as he tensed up, and released his seed all over himself, as well as the blue jay. The raccoon let out a sigh of relief as a wave of fatigue washed over him, looking tiredly at Mordecai.

"You didn't..." Rigby huffed with disappointment.

"Haha, it's fine." the avian chuckled, causing the smaller of the two to fume slightly.

"I can fix it..." Rigby mumbled to himself, firmly taking the still hard dick into his hand, and beginning to lather it with his saliva.

The raccoon's mouth was immediately greeted with the heavy, buttery taste of his own semen that coated his friend's tool. Rigby sucked on the blue jay's cock, savoring the flavor as he ran his tongue down the shaft. Mordecai let out a deep moan of pleasure as Rigby began to draw circles with his tongue around the tip of his manhood.

The bird grabbed the back of his friend's head, pressing it down further onto his cock as he lustily craved more. Rigby gagged slightly, removing his friend from his mouth to catch his breath.

Rigby then grabbed Mordecai's member once more, licking the end with the tip of his tongue, sliding it around the rim of the foreskin and swiping his tongue over the slit that gushed the warm, salty precum he loved so dearly.

The raccoon could tell that Mordecai was close to climax by the extremely exasperated look on his face, his eyes glazed over from bliss. Rigby took a deep breath before taking the full length of the avian's dick into his mouth, and bobbing his head up and down while his tongue ran across the underside.

Mordecai gasped in shock, cringing under the immense amount ecstasy and bucking his hips and thrusting the length of his thick cock against the back of Rigby's throat. Mordecai released thick jets of cum inside of the mammal's mouth, sighing as Rigby pulled away in surprise from his friend's sudden orgasm.

The taste of the few shots that did make it into Rigby's mouth lingered, and the raccoon couldn't help but crave more. Mordecai continued to emit streams of cum onto both his friend and himself before his climax died down and his dick gave a few last twitches before returning to its flaccid state.

With fuzzy vision, he turned his head to give a weak smile at Rigby, who was currently lapping his tongue at the areas of fur that were now matted down with semen. Sticky and warm was much better than being cold.