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Making out's never any dreamier than this. Unfortunately, for both of them, Brittany's stage of pregnancy made mating uncomfortable. Brittany didn't like it, not one bit. Every part of her body felt like she's been through mating season without being mated, and she wanted Alvin so bad. The closest thing they could get to mating was making out, wildly, violently, and passionately.
It all started out with a kiss on the cheek, and before they knew, Brittany was nearly eating her mate's lips. He tasted so good, so heavenly, drinking down his delicious taste as greedily as she could. She was lucky Alvin belonged to her. Though, his taste and his skillful, and arousing touch made her want him even more, this was as close as they could get to mating.
She could already smell her own pheromone, combined with Alvin's sweet, exotic scent. She wanted him so bad, every part of her would flinch at every touch of him. Her chest throbbed as she continued to drink the pleasure of kissing. And by the minute, Alvin grew wilder and wilder, sensing her pheromone.
He was on top of her, kissing madly. She was grateful that Alvin was careful not to drop his weight on her. Her pregnant stomach wouldn't be able to handle it.
She felt a pain in her stomach, making her pull out. It vanished as quickly as it came.
"What's wrong?" Alvin asked.
"Nothing, just a contraction. These things are really annoying. They've been hitting me since yesterday."
"Are you alright?" Alvin asked.
Brittany frowned. "No, of course not. I want you to mate with me so bad, but I can't. I'm not alright, Alvin."
Alvin leaned down and gave a small lick on her neck. Brittany's hair stood, and she felt shivers around her. She loved that. She loved that so much. Alvin was using her body for his own pleasure, he tasted her. He found her arousing, she knew it.
"I want to mate with you too. Do you know what it's like to be turned off after being so... you know... stimulated? It hurts, Brittany. Both inside and out."
She's making Alvin suffer? She's hurting Alvin? Oh, Alvie. "I'm sorry, Alvin. I didn't mean for you to suffer." She placed an index finger on his chin and tilted his head up. She flashed him her seductive smile, the one that always drove him crazy. "Don't worry. When the girls come out of me, I'll take care of you myself. I'm going to make your suffering more than worth it."
Alvin smiled. "Sounds tempting. But stop biting your lip."
She was biting her lip? Wow, how come she didn't notice herself doing that? She released her lower lip.
"It turns me on. Bite that lip again, I don't care what you say. I'm going to mate seven shades of Saturday out of you." He threatened.
Oh? Why did that sound so... hot. Every muscle in her body clenched in want and pleasure. "Yes, Alvin." She smiled again.
Alvin flashed a smile at her, and she felt like parts of her body died and went to heaven. He leaned down again and tried to kiss her neck, but then stopped. When she looked at him, he had his brows crooked and face written in curiosity. "Britt, where's that necklace I gave you? The one on our first date?"
Oh, the garnet necklace Alvin gave to her when they were on Carnival Dreams for the second time. Brittany chuckled nervously and blushed.
Alvin smiled. "You're so beautiful when you blush." He frowned again. "Where's the necklace?"
"Uh... yeah. About that."
. . . . . . .
"Alvin," Serene looked in shock and wonder at the garnet necklace AJ held up for her to look at. "I- It's beautiful. Is it for me?" Serene asked. She realized she was blushing all over under her dark, brunette fur. She's never been so flattered all her life, it's making her feel awkward.
They were in the dining room, and it was already night time. Dinner hasn't started yet, but Elisha and TJ were cooking for the chipmunks, while Grampa Dave was out with Aunt Claire. Again. In the dining room, Bryon and Nelle were there too. Bryon seemed attached to Elisha as they gathered water from the sink, while Theodore Jr. never let his sights off of Alienelle as she took something out from the fridge. Love was in the air.
AJ wrapped his arms around her neck to tie the beautiful garnet necklace on her. It wasn't her color, but it was beautiful, and given by her new, legal boyfriend. "Of course it's for you," AJ said as he tied the necklace around her neck. Serene urged to pull him close and hug him, but held it back. He smelled good.
When AJ pulled away, he observed her carefully, making her blush again. "Don't look at me like that."
"Why?"
"It... it makes me uncomfortable. I'm not used to anyone admiring me." She blushed madder.
AJ smiled. "Well, they should. You're so beautiful, not even the necklace can compare."
Could she get any redder? She was glad her fur was dark, as it covers the crimson color of her blush. She straightened her glasses as a nervous gesture. "Oh, that reminds me. Where'd you get this necklace?"
"It's my mom's. She said I should give it to you, for good luck and good relationship."
It's aunt Brittany's? Oh, my God, she's wearing aunt Brittany's necklace?
"You look beautiful in it, Serene," Alvin said.
She looked away, feeling her cheeks heat even more, she was burning inside. "Stop, Alvin, please. You're making me blush."
Alvin gave a grin, a mischievous one. Oh, no. "Okay. But not unless you admit that you're the most beautiful girl in the world."
She was burning again. She felt like her dark fur couldn't hide her blush anymore. He was just too much. Serene shook her head, blushing and smiling like a love-struck idiot. "Alvin, no! I'm not going to say that."
"Okay, then I will. But I'm going to make you blush even more."
She felt like melting. "No."
"Then say it."
"You can't make me." She started giggling.
"Say it, or I will. 'I'm the most beautiful girl in the world,' say it."
"I'm not the most beautiful girl in the whole world, Alvin."
"Yes, you are. Stop being insecure. Say it."
"I'm the most beautiful girl in the world! Okay, are you happy?!" She yelled out loud, her smile still playing on her lips and her face reddened even more. She noticed that everyone and everything in the kitchen has stopped, and everyone's eyes were on hers. She blushed. She's never yelled before. Placing her paws against her mouth, she felt like shrinking.
She turned an awkward gave back to AJ, ignoring the others. AJ was grinning again. Serene could stare at him all day. Her tail wagged nervously against the lean of the chair.
"Yep, I'm happy."
Then, why was he still grinning?
Suddenly, before she could blink, AJ's arms were wrapped against hers, pulling her close to him. She closed her eyes as their lips smashed, and it took her a while to take in what was happening. AJ was kissing her! Their first kiss! No, their second kiss. But AJ didn't know about the first one.
Surprised, Serene nearly groaned and pulled away in protest, but his arms were so wrapped around hers that she could hardly move. She gave up fighting and surrendered to him. His lips were just as soft as she remembered them, and better yet, they were moist, unlike when he was unconscious. She wrapped her arms around him, absorbing the feeling.
She felt AJ's mouth slightly open, and she felt something poking against her lip for entry.
AJ's tongue? No, way! She wasn't ready for this kind of kiss yet! No! But before she could push him away, her mouth was already opened, welcoming his tongue. She couldn't breathe, and her heart pounded against her chest. She felt warm, heated. She gasped as AJ's tongue found hers, and she got a taste of him.
His tongue was moist, and before she knew it, their tongues were wrestling violently against each other. She caught a whiff of his taste. He was warm,... addicting. She noticed that she was pulling his neck even closer to her, deepening the kiss. She gulped, swallowed. Has anything ever tasted so good?
Suddenly, her lungs ached. She was holding her breath, and she found her body begging for air. She pulled back and gasped, feeling like she came out of a swimming pool. She panted, her heart pounding heavily against her chest. Serene looked into his eyes, unsure, nervous, shocked, surprised,... in love.
From behind them, their ears flinched as they heard a forced, discreet cough coming from Alienelle. She was grinning mischievously, looking at an invisible watch on her wrist.
"One minute and fifty seconds. Nice job, Alvin," Alienelle said.
"Shut up, Nelle!"
Serene suddenly felt small, embarrassed, but she it was worth it. She just had her first, real French kiss.
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Alvin lied down on his back, looking with full desire at Brittany as she hovers on top of him, kissing and licking the fur on his stomach. It was mating season, and Brittany's scent filled the air, arousing him. She smiled seductively at him and ran her tongue across his chest, making him moan. Oh, he'll never get enough of this.
"Alvin," Brittany whispered.
"Britt," He whispered back.
"Alvin," She repeated again in a whisper.
ALVIN!
Alvin was bolted up from his bed, feeling a sharp pain on his cheek. Brittany's scent was gone, and the whole room was dark. It was just a dream? Darn it! Rubbing his pained cheek, he wondered what caused the pain. He looked to his side and saw Brittany in pain, clutching her stomach and squeezing his other paw. Worried, he rushed to her side.
"Brittany, what's wrong?" He asked. He remembered his pained cheek. "Did you just slap me?"
"I'm sorry, but you wouldn't wake up." She breathed a sharp gasp of pain, squeezing Alvin's paw. "A-Alvin, I... I think it's time."
The babies! Alvin forgot his drowsiness and took her in his arms. "Oh, God. Brittany, should I call Beatrice?" He asked.
"Gee, what do you think?" She didn't hide her sarcasm. Another shot of pain as she gripped his paw. "Alvin, it hurts. Please help me."
"Hang on, I'm going to call Beatrice."
Alvin released her and crawled out of his sheets. As soon as he did, he noticed a huge, wet stain on the blankets. Brittany's water has broken already.
. . . . . . .
The sink in the bathroom was filled with water and soap, and Ally and Stanley stripped themselves of their pajamas and dipped inside the makeshift bathtub. Ally sighed in content at the water. It was warm, and the bubbles were comforting. Not to mention the sight of her boyfriend in front of her. They're taking a bath together, at 12 in the morning. Unusual? Nope. Ever since they got back from that burning building weeks ago, she and Stanley have been sneaking out every midnight just for this, without parents' permission.
And no, they haven't mated, if you're concerned. Ally herself, believed that she was too young.
Ally looked at Stanley's chest, his fur soaked in water and bubbles clung to him like Velcro. She smiled at him and scooted closer, so she was sitting beside him. Ally laid her head on his small, but hard and muscular shoulder. She felt Stanley's tail curled around hers, and his arm around her waist. She loved this.
Stanley kissed her on the forehead. She loved that too.
"Must we do this every midnight?" Stanley asked. His voice always did its magic, soothing her ears.
She nuzzled her cheek against his shoulder and looked up at him. "It's certainly not the pond back in the park, but it'll do." She smiled. "Why? You don't like it?"
"What? Of course I do. Other than books, being with you is one thing I'll live my life on."
Ally smiled. "Oh, Stanley. You're so romantic."
"But..."
But? Ally looked up at him, alarmed. "But? What do you mean 'but?' You don't like spending time with me?" She couldn't hide the shock.
Stanley widened his eyes and waved his paws in defense. "What? No, Ally, don't get it wrong, please. I love spending time with. But,... if we keep doing this, what if... something'll happen? You know, between us?"
Oh, so that was where he was going. Ally calmed down and laid her head on his shoulder again, their tails still in an impossible knot.
"It's alright, Stanley. Don't worry. Unlike other girls, I can control myself from a dreamy chipmunk."
"Dreamy chipmunk?"
"Hmm." Ally smiled. "My dreamy chipmunk." She nuzzled against his chest, feeling his wet fur brush against hers.
"Your dreamy chipmunk?"
"Hey, give me a chance to own you. You'll own me when we become mates."
"Own me?" Stanley asked. Does he have to ask these questions?
"To keep you mine. You know, just in case someone comes along and falls in love with you, and tries to steal you from me."
Stanley held her tighter. "I'm always yours, Ally. Nothing can change that.''
Just hearing him say that made her want to kiss him so bad. But she didn't. His shoulder was just too comfortable, she didn't want to let go. She nuzzled again, absorbing the feel of his wet, but silky fur. It became quiet, the quiet environment she was so comfortable with, because she was with him. The only sound was water splashing as they moved and shifted occasionally.
But suddenly, both of their ear flinched as they heard a loud, high, ear-piercing scream. Ally bolted up, alarmed, spotting familiarity in that voice. It was beautiful, but in pain. Her mother.
"Oh, my God. Stanley." She looked up at him, eyes wide in shock.
"You heard that?"
"That was mommy! She's hurt."
"I think she's in labor." Stanley untangled his tail from hers and stood up. "Dress up. We should go."
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Brittany scream were ear-piercing enough for Alvin, and not only that, but he felt like his paw was going to fall off. The commotion was enough to wake the entire household, and almost everyone was here. Theodore, Eleanor, Simon, Jeanette and some of their kids, Bryon, Alienelle, Ally, AJ, Serene, and Stanley. Even Dave has woken up, and was standing at the corner of the room, watching in his pajamas.
It was two in the morning, and Brittany's screams made it impossible for anyone to sleep. It's been hours since Beatrice arrived, and there's already a crowning. One of the girls were coming. Beatrice instructed Brittany to push, and Alvin braced himself for another grip of the paw. He could feel his bones crack as Brittany screamed loudly. Her below was hidden by the blanket, and only Beatrice could see.
"Alright, Brittany. I got one." Beatrice took one of the small, white towels and wrapped it around the newborn. Alvin could hear the cry of their new baby girl, and he felt proud.
Brittany's face registered pain and exhaustion. Alvin could tell she wanted this to be over. He suddenly felt a pang of guilt, remembering that he was the one who got her pregnant. Again.
Brittany panted. "Beatrice, get them out already!"
Alvin gripped her paw weakly. "It's okay, Britt. Just keep screaming. It'll help."
"Shut up! I hate you so much right now!" She winced in pain. "Ah, who am I kidding! Alvin, I love you, anyways! Ah! Damn it, I hate you!"
"That's the spirit, Britt!"
Brittany yanked his paw, making him wince. "Could you shut it!?"
Beatrice instructed another push, and Alvin's paw was crushed once more. He nearly screamed together with his mate, but held it back. Then again, Alvin felt a wave of pride as another newborn daughter greeted them with a cry. When Brittany calmed down, Alvin took this opportunity to take his right paw out of Brittany's grasp and swap it with his left paw.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Ally approaching them, then walked to Brittany's side, opposite to Alvin. She grabbed her mother's paw, and they exchanged smiles. Ally's fur looked bright and soft, wet. Has she been taking a bath? Alvin looked around the room, and his eyes darted to Stanley. His fur was dripping too.
Then a thought hit him. He looked at Ally and Stanley back, then realized.
They didn't...
Just as Alvin was about to scowl at Stanley, Brittany screamed and gripped his paw once more, and this time, Alvin swore he nearly squeaked a voice. Each push was getting stronger. Even Ally pulled her paw back as soon as Brittany calmed down. She shook her paw in pain.
"Ah!" Ally exclaimed, clutching her paw.
"Oh, Ally. I'm so sorry," Brittany said in pain.
"Hey, what about me?" Alvin asked. "I'm holding you too, you know."
"You're the one who got me into this! Shut up and stop complaining, or I'll never let you touch me ever again!"
Alvin immediately raised his right paw in defense.
Beatrice spoke up again. "Alright, Brittany. I got the third one."
The third daughter's cry was so soft, Alvin barely heard it. He leaned closer to Brittany and kissed her on the forehead. Her fur was wet and sweaty, but she smelled so good. As soon as their eyes met, Brittany looked away.
"I... I'm sorry. Th- that was the pain talking," Brittany said. "I love you."
"It's okay, I understand. I love you too." Alvin kissed him again. "One last time, Brittany. Then this is over."
Brittany gave a weak, exhausted smile and nodded. Beatrice instructed her to breath rhythmically, counted one to three, then instructed Brittany to push. Brittany screamed as loud as she could, her voice stung in his ears.
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Brittany and Alvin were instructed to touch the kids first before Beatrice took them out to clean them. Brittany felt her heart melt in love and pride as she saw them. They looked so fragile, so cute, and their daughter all had brown furs, matching Alvin's. That's what she was proud of. She had four little baby girls, and they all had Alvin's fur.
They've been gone only for a few minutes, and she missed them already. Moments later, Beatrice returned with the small, chipmunk sized towels in her palm. Alvin took them in his arms and placed them beside her one by one. Brittany took another look, and she wasn't mistaken. They all had Alvin's fur. And all they looked so cute. Oh, she wanted to name them right away. Name them after their father. Name then with names starting 'A.'
They were all asleep, so they couldn't see the eyes.
"What do you want to name them, Britt?" Alvin asked.
Brittany quickly thought of names. Anything that started with 'A'. After a moment, she spoke.
"I want to name them after you. All of them." She continued to look at their daughters, but she could sense that Alvin was flattered. "April, Alyssa, Alice, and Aileen." The names were perfect, beautiful, for each of them.
Brittany sat up on the bed and looked at their first batch of kids. "Hey, Ally, AJ, you guys, come here. Meet your new sisters."
The four of them moved from where they were standing and hopped on top of the bed, looking at the little sleeping bundles of brown fur. Bryon moved forward and tried to reach out the first born, April, but hesitated. "Wow, mom. They... they look so tiny. I've never seen a baby chipmunk before."
Brittany grinned at him, then at Alvin, then back at Bryon. Oh, you'll see at lot more, Bryon.
Ally stepped up. "Mommy, can I hold her? Please?"
Brittany nodded. "Sure. Choose one, but be careful."
Ally chose the last one, Aileen, and slowly lifted her up cautiously. Brittany felt a wave of fear. What if she'll drop her? Aileen stirred a little in her sleep but doesn't wake. "Wow. Mommy, she's cute. I'm sure she's going to be beautiful. I hope mine and Stanley's babies are going to be as beautiful as them."
Brittany and Alvin tense up directly and looked at Ally, alarmed, shocked, and surprised. "Ally? What did you say?" Alvin asked.
"Ally, you're not... pregnant, are you?" Brittany didn't know whether she should be shocked or happy about this.
Ally looked at them with a raised eyebrow. She shook her head, as if in disgust. "What? No way, mommy! Stanley and I aren't even mates yet."
Yet?
Brittany sighed and slouched down in relief. She could've had a heart attack. As she basked in the relief, Alvin moved closer to her ear. "Those two are definitely into something. I'll talk to Stanley tomorrow," He whispered.
Oh, my sweet, overprotective Alvie. Why can't you just consider? Ally's happy with him.
Brittany smiled at him. "Go easy on him. And please, Alvin. Don't break them up."
Alvin's expression darkened. "That depends." He smiled again. "But right now, I want to have you and my new daughters all to myself."
Brittany recalled the past, when Ally and the rest were born. She smiled at him. "Don't get mad at them when they pull your tail, Alvin."
Finally got this done! LOVE'S TEST IS OVER! The next sequel will be about Ally, Stanley, Serene, and AJ. And possibly, J'nell and Simon Jr. And possibly Theodore Jr. and Alienelle.
THANK YOU FOR READING THIS FAR! YOUR REVIEWS CONTINUE TO INSPIRE!
Oh, and by the way, "Aileen" is pronounced as "Ey-leen." If it were "Ay-leen," it wouldn't sound like it's a name beginning with an "A." It would sound more like an "Ilene."
So, bottom line, "Aileen" is pronounced as "Ey-leen."
THANK YOU FOR READING!
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