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Here's next part of the story! ;)
WARNING! THE MENTAL IMAGES MIGHT BE DISTURBING FOR SOME READERS!
"Nutty, wait up!" Lifty gasps tired, trying to keep up with the giggling squirrel in the cold September after none. They're almost by the park when Nutty makes an unexpected halt.
"Ooookie-dookie-do!" He turns to Lifty who's trying to catch his breath.
"Man, you've got a lot of energy!" Lifty states when he's done with his heavy breathing. Nutty jumps up and down on the spot with his eyes on the raccoon. Lifty raises an eyebrow as he watches Nutty, going up and down, up and down.
"Can we buy some ice cream first, Stripes? Huh? Can we, can we? Pretty please?"
Lifty nods which results in Nutty making a happy squeak and grabbing Lifty's arm to drag him off, into the park. Before Lifty knows what hit him, they're standing by Cro-marmot's ice cream truck. Nutty tries to make up his mind about which flavor to choose while Lifty bites his lip, waiting.
"Uhh...um...eehh...The...the yellow one...no, no! The green one!..or whatcha think, Puddin'?" The squirrel looks at the raccoon who looks slightly embarrassed by the last thing he said.
"...The green one?" Lifty answers quickly as he scans the park from people who might have heard him. Nutty shrugs and points at the green one.
Then they're heading for one of the park's exits. The squirrel seems to calm down from his small energy kick. When he's sure no one can hear them, Lifty whispers to Nutty
"Did you have to do that?"
"Wah?" Nutty bilks a few times.
"Of all the nicknames you had to pick 'Pudding'? What if anyone heard it?" Lifty stares at the ice cream eating squirrel who's just rolling his eyes.
"Dontcha think ya're overreactin' just a little?"
"No!"
"Calm down now. Cro-marmot ain't tellin' no one."
Lifty bites his lip, feeling watched. Nutty notices the lip-biting and strokes his boyfriend's cheek to comfort him.
"But if it makes ya feel better, I can always call you 'Pear' instead, when we're not alone..."
Lifty blushes when the soft, warm hand touches his frozen cheek.
"Here we are!" Nutty giggles when they enters the big tree he call his home.
When Lifty enters, he's still biting his lip until he realizes it and makes himself stop the lip-biting.
"Ya want soda or tea or somethin'?" Nutty asks when they enters the kitchen.
"No thank you." Is the answer.
The squirrel makes some tea for himself with a lot of sugar in it. Then they both sits down on the couch and looks through their homework.
"I suck at English! And why should I need to know about some dead guy's play?" Lifty looks completely lost when he's searching through the English book.
"What's the play?" Nutty asks and takes a sip of tea.
"Hamlet!...but I don't think you-"
"Lifty, I've got A in English, I know who Hamlet is."
"...wow..."
"Wah?"
"I just...you don't seem like the type of guy who's teacher's pet..."
"I ain't teacher's pet, Pear. And I'm hidin' it very well..." Nutty raises an eyebrow looking a little irritated.
"Of course, pumpkin...sorry." Lifty kisses Nutty on the forehead.
Nutty helps Lifty out with his essay. When they're done it's already dark outside.
Lifty lets out a sigh as he looks at the clock on the wall.
"I should be on my way now. It's late...and I'll...see you tomorrow."
Before he gets a chance to get up, Nutty places himself on the raccoon's lap, with their mouths barely inches from each other. He puts his arms around Lifty's neck and hugs him tightly.
"No, please stay! I don't wanna be alone!"
"Nutty, I don't know if I'm able to sleep...I-I might keep you awake all night and..."
"We don't have to sleep. I'm not tired at all!"
"Uhm...okay? Wha-what do you want to do then?"
Nutty doesn't answer but after a few seconds of silence he kisses the raccoon on the cheek many times. It almost looks like he's tasting him.
"Ya're 'protected', right?" Nutty whisperers in between the kisses.
"What?" Lifty is confused by the question. He didn't see that coming.
"Protection, Lifty!" Nutty whisperers.
Lifty raises an eyebrow and gives him a strange look.
"What are you talking about? You know I can't get you pregnant, right?"
"Not that kind of protection! Ya know, the rabies!" The squirrel sighs, still whispering as if someone might will hear him if he's talking too loud.
"Yeah, no worries. I'm vaccinated and all that crap." Lifty mumbles.
"Good-ie!"
Nutty starts to kiss the raccoon softly on the neck.
Lifty can feel his pulse rise for each kiss and his cheeks becomes hotter and hotter from blushing.
Soon he feels a sudden need to put his hands on the squirrel's hips and kiss him back.
When their lips meets Lifty gets a small sugar shock from the sweetness of his the other male's lips.
Oh the irony of it. Here he is, sitting on a couch kissing and snuggling with the squirrel he has cracked the scull on two months earlier for his own greedy needs. He feels a little guilty when he thinks about it now, but Nutty doesn't care anymore, so why should he?
They proceed with the kissing. Nutty puts his hands to the well-shaped, but not much bigger than his own, chest before him.
Lifty lies down on the couch with Nutty on top of him. The squirrel buries his nose in Lifty's soft, green fur. Lifty puts his arms around him and places his hands on his back but soon they're moving lower.
Okay, there we go! I just had to put it in the story! ^^'
*blushes* I will now go sit in the corner! ͼ(ݓ_ݓ)ͽ
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