The Roommates
Story by Jeeves on SoFurry
Flick and CJ are roommates, but they're so much more than that to one another. <3
This "Three word prompt" commission was written for Reivan267. Their three words were "Flick, CJ, Intimacy" and the story contains M/M sex and romantic cuteness between consenting adults. :3
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In the middle of his studio, with glass cases full of rich soil, lush vegetation and countless scuttling, crawling, wonderful little beasties, Flick gently teased at his latest commission with a modelling knife. Gently he stripped away thin layers of clay to reveal a smooth surface that would serve as the beetle's back, and...
"[b]Whooaaaa now look at that beauty! Oh my god he [i]schooled[/i] that tuna! Nyuk nyuk![/b]"
Flick winced, but giggled as CJ's enthusiastic cries echoed through the studio wall from his office beyond. Some people thought they were dumb or ironic, but the chameleon sincerely enjoyed each and every one of CJ's fish puns, the dumber the better. With a warm smile spread across his face, Flick got back to work as he gently shook his head in amusement, until a minute or so later another gleeful cry rang out through the apartment.
"[b]Ohhh she's angling for victory for sure! She's got this tournament wrapped up, hook, line and sinker! C'mon, you can do it! You can do it! Yes! Ohhh my goooood it's a blue marlin!! I haven't seen a bill that big since I went to an all you can eat sushi restaurant with my dad, nyuk nyuk![/b]"
For the next fifteen minutes, Flick continued to work with periodic pauses to listen and giggle at CJ's silliness. After a while though, he heard a familiar sign off being bellowed out by the beaver and knew that CJ's stream was coming to an end. Looking down and seeing that the outer carapace of the violin beetle was almost complete, Flick completed the final few strokes of his blade necessary to finish off the section he was working on, then gently lifted the section of sculpture onto a tray before carrying it over to the cordoned off and sadly bugless section of his studio that served as a dedicated drying room. After that he washed the clay off his knife and his hands, pulled his apron up and over his head, and performed a quick circuit of the room to check on all of his arthropod pals before slipping out of the studio and moving along to the next room over. For a few moments he stood listening at the door to ensure that CJ was actually done with his stream, and once he was fairly certain that was the case, opened the door and stepped inside.
The chameleon chuckled softly, but sighed and shook his head at the sight which greeted him. With his chair spun around to face the door, CJ was resting rather limp with his eyes closed and a quiet, peaceful expression on his face. Flick made it half way across the room before the beaver's eyes flickered open, and a gentle smile crossed CJ's face as he saw the red scaled reptile approaching.
"Hey."
He murmured in a voice much more quiet and calm than the wild, boisterous tone he spoke with while on stream.
"Hey yourself."
Flick giggled, continuing to advance not just until he was right beside the beaver's chair, but lifting one leg, then the other and sliding his limbs through the arms of the swivellable chair so that he could settle down upon CJ's lap. His arms encircled the beaver's neck, and without another word or any hesitation, the chameleon leaned forward and gently pecked CJ on the muzzle. The beaver murmured happily, his eyes fell shut once again, and his own arms wrapped around Flick's taller, slender form. Their kiss ended, and CJ leaned forward to rest his head on Flick's chest, the chameleon teasing off the beaver's shades and hat before propping his head up on the top of CJ's own.
"You know they'd still like you if you weren't so [i]on[/i] all the time, right? You don't need to wear yourself out every single stream."
The chameleon murmured, tilting his head and kissing CJ's headfur before slowly, lovingly inhaling the other man's scent. CJ just chuckled, and shrugged gently from within their shared embrace.
"Maybe. But... I like being that guy when I'm on stream. I like being able to take something a bunch of people think is a sport for old men like my dad and turn it into something that anyone can be passionate about and interested in. It makes people happy, and... corny as it might be, making other people happy makes me happy."
Flick sighed and pulled back from their hug slightly, though just enough to look CJ in the eye, and cup one of the beaver's cheeks in one hand.
"It's not corny. It's sweet. You're sweet. I just wish you could be sweet in a way that didn't leave you so exhausted. You could learn a thing or two from insects, y'know. They know how to conserve energy better than almost any other kind of creatures on earth. They've adapted their survival strategies over hundreds of millions of years of evolution and..."
His voice trailed off, and though his scales were a vibrant red it was still obvious that the chameleon was blushing.
"Sorry."
He murmured, only to blush deeper still as CJ huffed, and kissed him firmly, passionately on the lips. The kiss lingered longer than the others, and as it went on Flick trembled when he felt CJ's hands sliding underneath his black tank-top. Finally their muzzles parted, and as Flick's eyes fluttered open again he saw CJ shaking his head.
"Nu-uh."
The beaver chided him gently.
"No apologising for being enthusiastic about the stuff you care for. If I'm allowed to scream and yell about fish every day while I live with you, you're allowed to be as bug-wild as you want. No being ashamed of it. No hiding how much you love them. That was the deal when we moved in together, right?"
Flick nodded and smiled gratefully. The two of them kissed again, and the chameleon wiggled a little further up CJ's lap as the beaver's warm hands stroked his scaled flanks.
"So, were you working on a new commission today?"
Even as he spoke, CJ's hands continued to caress and explore Flick's scales under his shirt, before slowly but surely coming to rest on the chameleon's belly, then beginning to slide ever so slightly down to the buckle of Flick's belt.
"I... y-yeah."
Flick nodded, but with his eyes wide and his body tense as not only did he feel where CJ's hands were headed, but he noticed all of a sudden that the warm lap upon which he was sitting was growing a little more [i]uneven[/i] beneath him.
"Tell me about it."
CJ murmured gently, leaning forward and kissing the taller man not on his face, but on the scales of his chest just above where the fabric of his tank-top began.
"I... w-well, it's... it's a v-violin beetle for... [i]ah[/i], t-the resident representative on DunBunning Island."
The chameleon trembled as he felt CJ's fingers plucking his belt open, and beginning to tease at the buttons beneath it, opening up the front of Flick's black pleather trousers.
"Yeah?"
CJ teased in a quiet, breathy voice while he reached into Flick's pants and felt the swelling already beginning to grow within the reptile's underwear.
"Tell me about it. What's the scientific name for a violin beetle?"
Flick groaned happily at not only the beaver's touch, but at his words too.
"I-it's... CJ, y-you really don't have to..."
The other man huffed, and boldly stuffed a hand down the front of his roommate's boxer-briefs. Flick gasped and shuddered as the beaver squeezed his cock, and felt the scales of his body rippling as they shifted to a deeper, almost purplish shade of intense red.
"I know I don't. But, I wanna. And I know you wanna, so... c'mon. Tell me all about those cutie-crawlies. Share your passion with me."
Flick trembled and nibbled on his bottom lip.
"Y-you... you called them cutie crawlies. Nnh... not creepy..."
Nodding warmly, CJ teased Flick's still growing erection free of his clothes, and began to stroke it gently back and forth within his grasp.
"Mmmhmm, I did. Coz, they're not creepy. They're awesome. I've learned so much about them from my [i]totally platonic roommate and business partner[/i], so I know not to be mean about such beautiful creatures. [i]Eveniftheyaren'tquiteascoolasfish[/i] Nyuk nyuk."
Flick giggled, and leaned down to kiss CJ once again, moaning breathlessly as his shaft twitched within the beaver's grasp and CJ responded by stroking it a little faster, and a little more firmly still.
"The violin beetle's latin name is [i]Mormolyce phyllodes[/i]. Their violin shaped elytra... that's their wing-casings, are actually shaped and coloured as they are to help them look like brown fallen leaves on the forest floors where they're found. Did you know that with the exception of a few species of true bugs, elytra are a defining characteristic of the order coleoptera, and that I love you? Also..."
Flick's voice trailed off as CJ's hand froze upon his cock, and the beaver looked suddenly and sharply up at the man straddling his lap.
Flick shivered, and his entire body rippled briefly with a whole rainbow of colours under the intensity of CJ's gaze. Finally though, the chameleon managed to find the strength to continue on with an attempt to break the ice.
"...a-also... insects rule, f-fish drool."
CJ's eyes grew even wider, and a moment later the two men were locked in the most wild and frantic kiss not just of the day so far, but perhaps of their entire relationship. Flick's body trembled and continued to ripple with almost random colours as CJ's hand on his erection moved faster and faster, while at the same time the chameleon found himself rocking instinctively back and forth upon the beaver's own twitching, tented crotch. When finally their kiss broke after more than a minute, CJ immediately let slip a breathless, giddy whimper.
"I... I love you too, Flick."
And just a moment later, as they trembled and blushed and grinned in total elation at one another, the beaver whispered tenderly, hopefully to the bug-crazed lizard he was beginning to feel more and more like he couldn't possibly live without.
"B-bedroom?"
The chameleon giggled, and nodded eagerly back at the fish obsessed beaver who was quite possibly the only mammal he had ever felt about as strongly as not just any arthropod, but [i]all[/i] arthropods. Not just affection. Not just passion. Not just love, but the kind of enthralling, enchanting joy that would take a whole lifetime and beyond to fully explore.
"Yes, please."
By Jeeves
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