Omg I can't believe I wrote this, I'm gonna go hide in a corner, me and my red face...This is a super silly one.. I decided to move the whole fic to an M-rating. This is definitely NOT FOR KITTENS..Write a review or send me a pm letting me know what you think.
So remember Misto becoming a tom just a week ago? This is his first time so go easy on him (me).
Just to be clear, this chapter is slash with sexual content - you kittens go read something else! (and maybe all of you, should anyone read this?)
Misto put a paw on Tugger's chest and pushed back with his eyes widened in shock.
"Why did you do that?" he demanded. He felt so embarrassed that he had reacted instinctively and deepened the kiss. This was just some trick from Tugger as always. 'It had to be, right?' he thought.
"Because I wanted to" said Tugger matter-of-factly. He was a cat of actions not of words.
"Oh" said Misto blushing to a deeper red. That had been the least likely reason on his list.
"Shall I wrap you up to go or..?" said Tugger cocking an eyebrow and Misto could feel his cheeks burns even hotter.
"To..to go?" asked Misto trying to straighten out his thoughts, or maybe the opposite.
"I'll have to ask for some discount due to the lack of glitter though" said Tugger cheekily and brushed some of it from his shoulder. Misto choked on a laughter that had surprised him and started to cough. Tugger patted him on the back and he went from cough back to laughter again.
"You are the funniest cat I know" said Misto not knowing what else to say.
"One does ones best" said Tugger with a smirk not retracting his paw from Misto's back. Instead he started making small circles with his finger into Misto's fur. Misto couldn't hold back a purr and looked down. "That's it, I'm wrapping you up!" said Tugger and picked Misto up, almost folding him in half as he scooped the legs tightly to his chest.
"Tugger!" Misto burst out but he couldn't help himself from laughing. He squirmed in the grip of the bigger tom and tried to break loose but Tugger held him firmly and he had to give up.
"That's better" said Tugger and leaned down to kiss Misto again. This time he didn't have to act on a whim, he knew what he wanted. Misto relaxed in his arms at first but then pushed back again.
"Why do you do that?" he asked but more confused than shocked this time. He felt himself don't mind it, but this was Tugger, there had to be some back thought.
"I told you, because I want to" said Tugger. He had a hard time understanding why Misto didn't believe him, he toyed with him a lot but he rarely did things he didn't want to.
"Yeah you said so, but what's the.. eh, ulterior motive?" he asked and felt himself hoping there was none.
"Can't a tom kiss another tom just because he feels like it?" said Tugger frustrated.
"Of course you can kiss whoever you want to Tugger, but you haven't seemed that interested before" Misto pointed out cocking an eyebrow. "What changed?" he asked when he saw some hesitation on Tugger's face. If he hadn't known better the question made the maned tom blush just slightly before he looked away.
"Well, I haven't seen you in a week for one thing, and for another you have just become a tom, you were kind of off limits earlier remember?" said Tugger and hoped that the tuxedo tom didn't recognize his lie.
"Nice try Tugger" said Misto feeling his confidence build up again.
"It's true, what do you want me to say?" said Tugger forced and swallowed.
"I want to hear you say it" said Misto and tried his best to hide the smile that played on his lips.
"Say what?" said Tugger but he already knew what Misto asked for. His mouth got dry. He couldn't believe that his face flushed again 'The Rum Tum Tugger does not blush!' he tried to remind himself.
"Say that you love the mustache" said Misto and Tugger wondered where all his confidence came from when he himself had no left.
"It's..ridiculous" said Tugger but heard his voice sound thick. He was suddenly aware that Misto's face were closer to his than before.
"What else?" whispered Misto with his mouth so close to Tuggers that his mustache brushed just slightly against his lower lip. Tugger held back a moan and patted himself on the back for remembering that The Rum Tum Tugger did not moan.
"It's.. eh..stupid" said Tugger trying his best to make it sound like mocking but it came out as a whisper. He could hear his own breathing sound heavy and swallowed again.
"Stupid bad?" asked Misto and leaned up to whisper in his ear "Or stupid good?" he asked and let the mustache brush the sensitive fur in Tuggers ear. Tugger shuddered and Misto could feel his insides take a leap in joy. He had never thrown Tugger off his game like this.
"Stupid good" admitted Tugger with his voice as close to a moan as his ego could allow. He tried to catch Misto's lips again as he turned his head.
"Not yet" said Misto and put a finger over Tuggers lips. Tugger was always the one in command. 'This was silly and offensive and wrong, and he had never been this turned on in his life before' Tugger realised. Misto slided out of his grip and made sure he let the mustache stroke down the jaw, neck and collarbone of Tugger before his legs reached the ground. He had suspected Tuggers excitement at the actions on the way down but now he grounded their hips together and made sure. Something hard pushed against his lower belly and he couldn't hold back a smile. He lowered a bit further down and made sure to brush his upper lip against a nipple on the way down, he could feel another shudder from Tugger and didn't bother to hold back a purr of his own.
He hesitated a bit before moving lower. This had all been safe territory and he could stand up and walk out whenever claiming it all to have been a joke. But if he went further he had to admit that this was more than just some teasing between friends. A paw burying its fingers in his neck fur encouraging him lower made the decision easier and he slowly went down to his knees. He put his own paws on Tugger's hips and teased the tip of his cock with his upper lip, making it twitch and brush over the mustache. Both Tugger and Misto let out a moan and their eyes met in surprise. Tuggers eyebrows relaxed back down and Misto was suddenly aware of their heavy breathing. He kept looking into Tuggers eyes as he opened his mouth and slid his tongue along the length of Tugger before he closed his eyes and took it in his mouth. He didn't stop until he felt Tuggers fur tickle against his mustache and he grinned at the thought of what a little facial hair could change. Tugger winced when Misto's teeth touched him slightly and Misto quickly turned his grin into a more suitable circle.
He bobbed his head back and forth a few times but felt like he had no idea where to go from here. He felt like he was supposed to know and started to panic thinking that Tugger would start laughing at him anytime when he realised that he had improvised. Misto had never done anything like this in his life, well this was his first flirt as a tom at all he realised, and for some reason he wished he'd had some practise before going up against the champion. He just assumed that Tugger knew his way both forward and backwards around sex, 'hell, he could probably do it in his sleep', thought Misto feeling his confidence sink, but then he found some comfort in that. 'If this was the only shot he got with the maned tom he would try it all' he thought and hoped to the Everlasting Cat that Tugger would not reject him until afterwards.
Misto decided that his best chance of trying more than just a blowjob would be to not let Tugger finish. When he wanted to last longer he wrapped his fingers tightly around the base of his cock to stave off the orgasm. Misto shook some of the embarrassment off and decided to do all the things he pictured someone else do to him when he was alone. He moved one of his paws in closer to be prepared to grip tightly if needed and let the other slide down Tugger's thigh and then back up again on the inside all the way up until he reached the testicles, he let them rest in his paw without moving it and started to make use of his tongue.
"Oh fuck Misto" Tugger let out with a moan and Misto squeezed the testicles in surprise. He had almost forgot that Tugger was actually there, and that this was not merely a detailed fantasy of his own. Misto put the reaction on his plus account and tried to mimic his fantasies the best he could, working his tongue around every possible part of Tuggers length until he could almost feel the tongue cramping. He then took it as deep in his throat as he could and started to purr. He had no idea how that would feel for the other tom but the fantasy had driven him mad more than once and he just had to try it. Misto put the tight grip around Tugger's base as he tried to buck forward.
"Who taught you that?" cried Tugger before he could stop himself. 'thanks Everlasting for that tight squeeze or he would have finished before they even started' he thought.
Tugger had been surprised. He had thought for a second that Misto wanted him to take over the initiative and he had been more than happy to do so. He was not used to be the one following and he wanted to put on a performance, he wanted to shine, to be the one the other would never forget. To live up to his reputation. But suddenly something changed and Misto took back the initiative and went at him with a confidence he had thought was nothing but an act. 'He could not have done this before, could he?' Tugger thought. He felt an intense jealousy boil up inside of him, he wanted to be the first, 'who could possibly have beaten him to it?' he thought and took a firm grip of Misto's neck scruff and pulled him up. He opened his mouth to ask again but got cut off as Misto's tongue made its way into it. Tugger almost choked on it in surprise but then he felt a paw grip his and direct it upwards. Misto broke the kiss for three seconds and used those to wet one of Tuggers fingers before he fought his way back into the mouth again and directed the paw down his back and in just below his tail. He wasn't going to let Tugger say something that stopped him, he had thrown all what pride was to the side and just wanted this first and possibly only occasion to last as long as possible.
Tugger couldn't gasp as his mouth was occupied but his tongue was losing the battle for dominance either way. 'Where did this confidence come from?' he thought and circled the entrance of Misto with the wet finger before he bucked his hips forward to push it in. Misto winced for a second and Tugger hoped he hadn't hurt him. He had been so surprised losing the battle for dominance that the eagerness to win it back made him less focussed on pleasuring the other, usually his speciality. Tugger stopped his movements.
"Are you okey?" he asked the tuxedo tom who looked like he had faced defeat. And Misto indeed felt defeated. This was going too fast. He didn't care any longer if this would be his only chance, this was more than he was prepared for. He wanted out.
"It's my first time" he mumbled looking down and the confession made him wince again. 'What would Tugger think of him now?' but he couldn't bare to form the thought fully. Tugger carefully slid his finger out and moved the paw up to the small of Misto's back. He could feel Misto trying to get out of there but he wasn't ready to let him go. He pulled him tightly against his own body. When Misto relaxed a little bit he put the other paw under his chin and raised his face up to look at him.
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to" he said and almost smiled when he saw Misto's surprised expression. 'How could he expect anything else?' thought Tugger glad that he had followed his instincts and stopped. "If the mustache stays, I'll wait as long as you want to" he said jokingly and the comment earned him a weak smile from Misto.
"You can go if you want to, I'll be fine" said Misto with a voice and an expression that told the opposite. He was glad that Tugger had not mocked him but he still felt embarrassed for wanting out when he had taken the initiative.
"And if I want to stay?" asked Tugger cocking an eyebrow and brushing his paw over Misto's cheek, letting the thumb just barely stroke the end of the mustache. Misto looked up into his eyes with another surprised expression. This time Tugger couldn't hold back the smile. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm still here" he said and pulled Misto close into an embrace, resting his chin on the top of his head.
"I feel really stupid" murmured Misto into the crook of Tugger's neck. He was starting to realise that Tugger wasn't going to hold this against him but, yeah, he still felt really stupid.
"Don't" said Tugger. "Come here" he said and led Misto towards the bed. He lay the smaller tom down and curled up behind him, holding his arm around him. "Let's just stay here for a while" he said and Misto relaxed. It felt nice to be held like this. He almost formed the thought that he could get used to this but he didn't dare to. They lay silently for some time.
"Who taught you that deep throat purr though?" asked Tugger, being too curious not to ask. He could almost feel Misto's face turn red.
"Eh, no one" he said trying to keep his voice straight. He hoped that wasn't something too weird he had done. It had felt like Tugger liked it but now he wasn't so sure anymore.
"You did perform it, you can't feel embarrassed talking about it?" said Tugger with a chuckle but felt the other tom stiffen when he did so.
"I'm sorry, it was just something I wanted to try" said Misto fighting the urge to just get up and leave.
"So just a fantasy of yours?" asked Tugger feeling his mouth go dry again.
"Just...forget it ever happened" said Misto with a sigh. This was feeling less and less like something he wanted to get used to. But when Tugger leaned closer and whispered in his ear he couldn't hold back a grin.
"Best blowjob I ever had" he whispered.
A/N You read it! Was it worth it?