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"H... ha... just... just enjoy it while you can," Nan says back, "Because that is what we are doing here, right?"

"Oh, most certainly," Mao purrs, leaning in. His chest slides up against Nan's back, rubbing over him as his arms wrap around his body, holding onto his chest and his stomach. "I'm going to love every moment of this and every moment in the hereafter when I receive my ultimate reward."

He punctuates this by whispering those last words into Nan's ear. The pointed and fluffy thing flickers a moment, making it all-too-enticing for the dominating kitty cat.

With a bit of playful growl, Mao brings his pearly white teeth up against that fluffy bit, nipping upon Nan.

Nan arches his back, closing his eyes, his mouth wide, letting out a gasping, breathy moan. His tail wraps around Mao's waist, enticing the other to continue his methodical thrusting into him as the watchful eye of their beautiful feline god watches over the two.

"Mmm, seems like you've already resigned yourself." Mao purrs. "I thought you were going to fight with all your strength and honor? You're making this all-too-easy, my love."

"D... don't worry... mn... about me... dear one..." he pants, his face in a deep blush. "You're doing a great job of... of tiring yourself out."

"I doubt it," Mao purrs. "I've worked hard to keep this up, to hold back my orgasm for as long as I possibly can to draw out the pleasure you feel until you're begging to choke on my cock."

His hand slides down along Nan's stomach and down to his pelvis. He wraps his fingers around that shaft, stroking along it. "You, meanwhile, have to deal with an attack from both sides. How are you going to handle it when I only have to feel pleasure one way, hm?"

"Y... you think I don't know... how to please you, hm?" Nan says, panting much more heavily than before as he feels the warm and soft palm stroking up and down along his highly sensitive shaft. But, as he speaks, his tail slinks around the other cat's waist, slipping down along his crack and tickling all-soo-sneakily against his hole.

Mao yipes at the feeling of the playful penetration, letting up for just a moment, but it is a moment that Nan is more than happy to take advantage of. He pushes back against his aggressor, knocking his hips against Mao's groin, who then undocks, falling back and hitting his back up against the deific statue.

Mao reaches behind his back to rub at a sore spot but doesn't have much time as Nan climbs upon him, wrapping his arms around his back, pulling him in, pressing the two together chest-to-chest. "It's much better to do this if I get to see your face," Nan says.

Before Mao can agree with him or not, Nan locks lips with the other catboy, the two of them entering another round of glorious mouth-to-mouth combat.

But Nan isn't satisfied with just a kiss this time. No, he moves a hand down their sides, tickling gently at Mao's body.

Mao shudders under the ministrations but holds his own, his tongue delving deep into Nan's, asserting himself as his attentions are all in the mouth.

Nan loves every moment of the other cat enjoying him. He is in this to win, and he will do this by bringing the two together before ultimately claiming precisely what is his. He slips his fingers down between the two of them, wrapping those digits around both of their cocks, squeezing them gently together.

The two can feel the warmth thumping through each other. Their heartbeats, connected through their manhoods, are almost in sync in the most romantic and rivaling gesture.

So connected, Nan strokes, sliding his hand up and down, rocking his hips forward, letting the skin slide against skin.

Mao feels this, and his tongue stops a moment, allowing Nan to pull away with a gentle slurp. Mao's hips begin to rock as well, sliding up and down along his frotting foe.

With his mouth free, Nan leans in, nipping at his opponent's neck, seeking to claim him even now before the final blow is struck.

The god statue watches the two. His smile is so warm and caring, knowing that the two beneath him are continuing the age-old tradition of their people and desperately looking forward to the finale.

Mao tilts his head, letting out loud mrowling delightful groans, closing his eyes, placing his hands upon Nan's shoulders. "E... enjoy this while it lasts..." he says.

Nan licks over that reddened flesh he irritated and giggles. "Oh, I intend to, and I intend to enjoy this forever and always."

"So will I...." Mao pants, a grunt here and there as he rocks against his opponent lover's cock. "But I have much more to take care of for my people before I join you."

"Sorry, but I have much more to take care of with my people before I join you!" Nan repeats.

"It can never end differently," Mao says, arms around the back of his head, eyes staring into Nan's.

"T... that's right. One way or the other, we shall fulfill our destinies."

"By the gods, you're beautiful," Mao says.

"Yes, and I intend to keep you as beautiful as you are today, forevermore.

"If one of us is going to remain beautiful forever... it's going to be you."

The two lock their lips again. Warm, toned bodies slide against each other, rolling along the base of the statue, tails wrapping around each other, dicks rubbing and clashing. And soon, the preamble will finally be over.

The two beautiful catboys break the kiss between one another, their saliva bridging between the two of them as they look at each other with fluttering and half-lidded eyes. Their hearts thump in quick succession, which both can feel through their well-toned chests pressed against one another. Their hands wrapped around each other's bodies. Their muscles move as they adjust for each other, feeling their warm forms, appreciating the beauty and perfection before them.