My dream....
A dream I chase in vain, that I know I will never have. As Dante loved Beatrice and couldnt have her, I feel for him.
But their is hope.....or atleast the thoughts, to remind me and let me live it.
Another sunny day, the rays of pure light flying in from the windows. Dust in the air highlights the straight paths of warmth. Pushing against the wooden screen door, Stamps huffs against the heat as he enters his small home. Dumping his black flip flops in the entryway and stretching his free paws, the day is left behind. In the comfort of his home, he trades the usual denim pants and t-shirt for a pair of boxer briefs and a tight tie-dye shirt.
A quick shower cleanses away all of his worries, the warm water running through his brown fur and down his thick tail. The smell of shampoo's and general clean hung in the air as he dried his fur, quite an effort with just a blow dryer and brush. Dampening a small cloth he cleaned his ears and double checked his body, spending a bit more time near his rump.
Padding gently through the dining room and into the kitchen, the Roo flopped a pot and pan onto a stove tucked into a corner. Leaning against the counter he stared at the water he was not waiting on to boil. Through the dining room and into the living room he flopped on the couch. Dull tans and greens decorated the abode, giving it a modest and earthy feel. The open blinds and drapes let the sun shine in and give it a natural warmth.
The water was boiling as he returned, adding some noodles and a few moments later straining it. A bit of milk and cheese, more waiting and stirring and viola! Macaroni and Cheese. Just as Stamps turned away from the stove, he heard the clatter of the screen door.
A smile slid across his face and a warmth filled his chest. "Hey, hun." He poked his head around the corner to catch the site of a darker Roo, dumping his own shoes in the entryway. Slightly taller than stamps, and messier fur made him a rather masculine figure. Stamps turned back to the stove as he felt arms wrap around his shoulders. He hummed, classic. "What ch'yah got here?" He leaned into the taller Roo's embrace, the warmth encompassing him. "Just some Mac'n'cheese." Stamps turned around as they brushed noses and kissed. "Now go sit down, be done in just a second." "What if I want some right now?" He smirked and hugged Stamps as he smirked back. "Too bad." Stamps ducked out from under his arms. "Now, this?" He tugged at his dark grey collared shirt and pants. "These have to go." The other Roo raised a brow. Stamps set his hands on his hips. "Degial?" "Fine, fine." Stamps smiled as Deg moved through the house.
Simple tonight, Mac'n'cheese, some wine, and a movie for afterwards. Deg was on the couch as Stamps set the two glasses of wine down and passed him a bowl. They sat quietly, eating for a moment. "Mmm, awesome work Iron chef." Deg broke the silence. Stamps chuckled and pointed to his nose. "You, uh, got something." Deg went cross-eyed. "What." They both chuckled as Stamps pressed his lips to Deg's nose.
They finished dinner, and popped in the movie Stamps had rented. Some action movie they both had wanted to see. Stamps thought this was particularly odd, they enjoyed action and horror movies together more than any other genre. Almost half way through, Deg mentioned he was bored and left to take a shower. Stamps laid down on the rest of the couch to finish the movie.
Just as Stamps was putting the movie away Deg finished his shower. "Save some hot water for the neighbors." Stamps jabbed. "Oh, please, if they weren't so worried about their lawn we would have a lot more water in general." He chuckled as Deg went into the bedroom. Stamps smirked and followed.
Throwing the door open, stamps walked in. "Oh, oh I'm sorry I didn't know were getting dressed." He smiled devilishly as he walked towards Deg. "Was I really getting dressed?" Deg added with a gesture to the towel around his waist. Stamps wrapped his arms around Deg's chest, wrapping a leg behind his. "Really? I would have thought so." They pressed their lips together, holding longer than usual. Stamps slid his leg down Deg's, taking the towel with it. "Now look what you've done." Deg laughed. "Oh, my bad." They kissed again as the bed grew closer. Toppling onto it, they still kissed. Moving and pivoting their mouths in a rhythm.
Deg slid his hand along Stamps chest, pushing the tight t-shirt up. "This isn't fair, a towel was easy." Stamps laughed. "Strategic planning pays off." Deg chuckled as he slid it over Stamps head, kissing his neck before venturing to the briefs. "About as tight as the shirt." he said before pulling them down. Stamps sighed, he could feel Deg's breath against his groin. His full length and rump exposed caused Deg to get a bit more stiff as well. They locked lips again, slowly grinding against each other's warmth. Deg shifted to one side of their bed, soon Stamps felt a cool finger press against his back end. "Ooh, straight to the point aren't we?" Deg silenced him with a long kiss as his finger pushed farther into Stamps. Deg added more lubrication as they kept kissing. Soon, both deg's hands were next to Stamps as a familiar pressure hit his pucker. Stamps was still a bit tight, but Deg slid into him smoothly. A gasp escaping them both. Deg kissed Stamps neck as he began to slowly drive into him. Stamps loved the full feeling he got from Deg, pleasuring his mate was always the highlight of his day. Deg started to hilt Stamps, his length driving as deep as it would go. Stamps gasped at every push as Deg drove on. Wrapping his legs around Deg Stamps pushed him on. "Oh man, Deg...." He silenced him yet again with a long kiss as his rhythm increased. Stamps gasped and moaned, Deg was definitely taking longer than normal, his rear end and hips were starting to ache. Deg breath deepened as he pushed into Stamps and held against him. Stamps could feel his length pulsing inside him, dumping his climax into him.
Deg lay against Stamps for awhile, enjoying the warmth and resting. He pulled out of Stamps as they snuggled against each other for awhile. "Tomorrow's my turn." They both chuckled. Stamps left for a moment to clean himself, then rejoined Deg for a good nights sleep.