Our Unexplained Love
This is your Friendly Morally Confused Lion (FMCL) here with a story here. But I must warn you, not about the sex between two felines or that both of them are male (and with one of them you REALLY cant hide that fact) but that fact that it'll be extremely mushy gushy, lovey dovey-like. It's my mate JaguarMaster and myself so I couldn't help but be biases. Anyway with that outta the way, enjoy. ^^
-Linkard Himura Emerald Rosewater Sr.
Our Unexplained Love
Wow, I thought I stood by my truck in front of the airport, I still can't believe it's been thirteen years since I last saw that furball. I was leaning against the side of my Ford Dually truck with my legs crossed, having put the sign I made on the front window facing the entrance of the airport.
Jag was coming to see me. We met when we were little, I was three and he was four. I don't remember before then, so he's always around to me. But he moved to Maine when I was 8 and I've been writing to him ever since. I've always called him 'Jag' though and I'd only just recently asked my mother if she recalled. She stated that I always forgot his name and what he was because of his coloring and when she told me he was a jaguar, I just called him Jag. (I couldn't say jaguar right back then.)
I cracked my neck and sighed as I watched various cars park and drive off, the occasional plane flying overhead. What's taking him so long? I hope his plane is ok...I looked at my watch and sighed again. I've been here three hours and it's been two since he was suppose to land. There shouldn't be any problems with weather or anything so he should be all right...unless... I must have made some passersby nervous, as I must've had a look of horror on my face when I suddenly remembered 9/11. I quickly swung the passenger side door open and leaned my upper body into the truck fiddling with my keys to try and check the radio for any news of Jag's plane.
"Uhhh...Link?" A soft thunk accompanied my sudden jerk upward as I it my head on the roof of my truck. I got out and whirled around to see where the voice came from. Right there not twenty feet from me was a feline of near divine proportion.
His face and arms were covered in thick smooth black fur, his muzzle and the inside of his ears contrasting with pure white fur. He had a somewhat small build at roughly 5 feet, most of it hidden inside black slacks and a blue short sleeve dress shirt. But what caught my sight were his eyes, sparkling with unconditional contentment, like he just had a great weight lifted from him. I couldn't move for a moment, just looking into those eyes that stared back.
"...Link?" his voice rang pleasantly in my ears; it was slightly rough tone with a hint of a soft boyish tone like his voice has almost changed but not completely. He looked at me in confusion as I just stood there.
"Huh? Uhhh yeah, that's me...Jag?!"
I stumbled against the car as he pounced onto me with a huge hug. "Yeah! I knew you wouldn't forget!" he pressed against me lightly as he hugs me before letting go.
"Uhhh, of course I wouldn't forget, for one thing you called me just before you got on the plane, and we sent each other pictures every year since we were 10." He smiled and settled down, picking up his forgotten bags. I couldn't help but admire him and it slightly confused me. We looked like if we were siblings, I'd be at least be a few years older but I feel like a little brother waiting for his big bro to come home from school. I just shook my head and walked around the car, getting inside and moving the passenger seat up so Jag can toss his bags in the back. He plopped himself in his seat and closed the door, fastening himself as I back out of the parking lot and drive off.
I had to fight to keep my eyes on the road. He was here, in person, right next to me. Close enough to hug, close enough to nuzzle, close enough to- "-suck?"
"WHAT?" I jolted up, shaken from my thoughts as I look at him at a red light.
"I...just said that my plane had to find a new pilot because the usual one's wife was in labor, doesn't that suck?" I blinked at him then turned my eyes back to the road to make a right.
"yeah, it does, hope he has a healthy baby though."
I was fighting to pay attention, I really was. But I was just too happy to have him there, and I was too happy to finally get to my house. The last thing I wanted was to do was start his vacation by wrapping him around a phone pole because I couldn't pay attention to the road. I parked in the driveway and look out at my house; it was nice in my opinion. Two stories, tan with a dark green roof and a below par lawn. Jag chuckled as he got out and looked at the roof. "You got this house just because the roof was green, didn't you?" I poke my head over the truck and look at him as I pull his bags out and head towards the door.
"What makes you say that?"
"Because it's your all time favorite color, and it's easy to tell because all your letters are written in green ink and you even dyed the tip of your mane green, you crazy cat." He smirks and walks through the door with me, leaning against the wall as he reflects on his 'superior' deduction skills.
I just move through the living room quickly and put his bags in the spare room before returning.
"Why do I have to be crazy?" he just grinned.
"Because you have to be crazy to willingly know me." I rolled my eyes and looked around, the normally messy room now sported a clean look. The large black leather couch and the two matching chairs forming a semi-circle towards the TV with a glass coffee table in the middle.
"Well, this is my humble abode. My consoles are in the cabinet under the TV. If you want to play, feel free while I fix dinner."
"What are we having?" he asked while plopping in front of the TV and pulling out my PS2.
"Pizza." He turned back, looking over his shoulder and smiled at me.
"Great." And that's when I realized what I was trying to fight since he wrote that he wanted to come visit me: I'm in love with him. That moment was burned into my mind; he had looked so lovely, so handsome. I felt my heart skip a beat looking at him and quickly looking down to avoid his gaze and headed to the kitchen. No no no! You can't be in love with him, he's like brother, your friend, your- "God!" I jumped and shook myself from my thoughts once more, poking my head out of the kitchen.
"What?"
"You have God of War 2?"
"Yeah..." Jag lay on his stomach and kicked his legs as he loaded the game into the console.
"God! I wanted to play this forever." I sighed and went back to making the pizza, the motions all routine to me at this point. The next few hours went smoothly for me though, after finishing the pizza and bringing it out, we ate and chat while I watched him play for a bit. When nightfall came I went to my room and slipped into my blue striped lounge pants that I used for bed when I don't feel like being in the nude. I headed back to the living room and had to catch myself on the side of the chair as I find jag, though still lying on his stomach, now in just his boxers. Lord, my heart isn't strong enough for this. Jag looked over his shoulder, looking concerned "You ok, big guy?"
"Uh, yeah, just felt a bit light headed." He sighed and went back to playing his game.
"I wish you would get your heart checked out, or at least stop working out. I'm afraid you're gonna get too big for your heart to handle."
I sat in the chair and just continued to watch him play, my eyes dancing along the curves of the muscles under his fur, said fur black with a healthy youthful sheen. From where I could see, he had a white underbelly and might be unbroken from his chin all the way to his thighs. What?! I quickly look up and away when I realize where I've been staring at but it was far too late, the picture of his legs slightly spread and tail high in the air in a sort of slow wag, the smallest hint of white bare visible in the leg of his boxers. I groan to myself in anguish almost hoping he was doing this on purpose so I wouldn't feel like such a perv, taken a back when I hear Jag clear his throat.
"...Did you hear me? I said I beat the game."
"Huh? What were you playing?"
"...Heavenly Sword..." what the crap? Last I remember he was playing Grand Thief Auto and now not only did he switch consoles on me without my noticing, he beat a five hour game right under my nose. Was I staring at his ass for that long? "-yeah..."
"Guh?!"
"Do you need a hearing aide?" jag shook his head and got up, his back towards me. "It's 1am so I'm heading to bed so...yeah." He headed to his room, waving and saying night, all while showing me his back. I mumbled a good night before sitting there for a while, trying to sort what I felt. It was hard to describe, kind of felt like being scared to see your mom after scraping your leg because you're not sure if she would comfort you or scold you. I can't deny loving him now, not that I really wanted to, it just that he talked a lot about a friend of his I thought he might be involved with in our letters, often hardly saying anything without referencing him in some way. I just didn't want to complicate his life more so then need be.
After a few more moments, I gave up on it and headed upstairs to my room. I can't understand it, all I can say is that I love him and that I don't want it to cause him trouble...yeah, I'll tell him that tomorrow. I close my door halfway, keeping the light on in the hall as a guide for any late night trips to the fridge and slip into bed, not bothering with the blankets as I plop face first into bed and erf, quickly rolling over as I look down at the source of my discomfort. My pants were tinted greatly and moist from pre, stretching out to threaten to poke over the waistband. I didn't have to wonder when the hell that happened, obviously while ogling Jag's rump. Glad he didn't see that... I lie on my back and close my eyes, drifting to sleep after a few deep breaths.
I remember my dream I was having, I knew I was dreaming but I couldn't respond as such. Jag was there, beautiful and angelic in my eyes, hovering over me and cuddling me lovingly, with gentle nuzzles to my muzzle and neck. I asked, almost begged if could please take me, and he said that of course he would, that he'd love nothing more then to do so. I remember his voice sparking excitement inside me, and when he lowered down onto me I felt like I was about to burst. I never saw his length but when he thrusted forward, I felt like I never felt anything so good in all my life, giving myself to him completely felt like breathing, natural, necessary. He laid on top of me, pressing my own length against his belly and chest, licking and kissing my lips the entire time. It was too much for me, I couldn't hold back and I begged him to slow down but he kept going.
I was about to lose it when I felt sort of jaunted, feeling groggy from my sudden shift back to the waking world. I felt slightly confused; the weight on me didn't disappear with the rest of the dream. I slowly open my eyes, they quickly getting used the dimness due to the hall light. I looked up confused then wide-eyed as I stared into Jag's deep blue eyes, looking down at me as he straddles my hips, our lengths pressing against each other to make the other's owner known of its presence. We stared at one another for a long moment. I could feel my heart beating in my ears; my chest heaving and my breathing making him rise and fall as he leaned against my chest. What the hell is he doing here? Does he expect me to say something? But what do I say to a hot guy lying on top of me...
"I love you!" Our voices rang in the darkness in complete unison, leaving both of us surprised. Jag sniffled and sighs deeply. "I always loved you, as far as I can remember, so far back I can't ever say I was your friend. I was your admirer; I wanted to see you again so badly I couldn't stand it. You've gotten so sexy and handsome, and when I saw you in the living room...all hard in your pants, staring at me, you made me feel special and loved and I...I want to be with you...please?" I could simply stare for a moment as he told me my thoughts in his own words, fighting tears of joy from the realization that my love for him was truly requited. I rubbed his cheek gently with a paw and smiled.
"Do you know why I work hard for what I have?" he shook his head. "It was for you. Since I was old enough to work, no thought towards improving myself had any purpose other then to be with you again, I just didn't want to admit my love at first because...I thought you might love someone else." He looked mildly surprised by that.
"How could you say that? Sure there are some that mean a lot to me, but you're someone I could never see being without in my life!"
"So you really love me?"
"Of course!"
"Then marry me."
"Yes."
We stared at each other in awe of what we just blurted out, staying in shock for a long moment before he leans down and kisses me. His lips were warm and a little sweet, making me shiver as he held the kiss, my mind snapping out of its daze quickly as I wrap my arms around his back, holding him close as I kiss back. The kiss quickly ignited something within us as we started kissing more hotly, our tongues lapping along one another.
He moaned into the kiss as he pressed his body against mine, his silk fur rubbing pleasantly against my slightly rougher bushy fur. After a long while we break the kiss, panting and gasping for air and each other, each wanting the other more and more with every passing moment. Jag lifted himself up, proving my peculation from earlier right with a complete white underbelly. At this time I finally realize that he was nude, his sack resting on my pants clad length and his not-so-modest length jutting out with a blue dripping fluid coming from the tip. "Blue?"
"Heh surprised me too, going through puberty." He scooted down a bit and placed his paws on the waist of my pants, me nodding quickly and lifting myself up as he slid my pants off, shivering as he exposed my body to himself. His eyes went wide and he purred loudly, my length now laying on my stomach and just barely to my chest at the height of my nipples, it oozing pre onto my mane.
"Prrrrrrrr, how you stayed in those pants is beyond me." He settled between my legs and gave my length a lick from base to tip, running his paws up and down my thighs and purring even louder. I moaned and gripped the sheet gently as his rough tongue started to bathe my lionhood, spreading my legs more as he continued up and down. His paws gripping somewhat midway on my member now, giving gentle squeezes and keeping it up as he painted it with saliva. Jag moaned and purred as he kept up the treatment, tracing along the veins and exploring my sensitive flesh, quickly finding and taking advantage of my sensitive spots. All the while I shudder and groan out, bucking gently against his muzzle as I spurt generous amounts of pre onto his face and my stomach. His soft paws and rough tongue driving my sense up the wall, after about ten minutes of that I had to force him away from my length.
"W-Wait...I'll cum if you don't stop..." The near painfully hot jaguar got up and licked his muzzle clean of pre, giving a small eep as I pick him up and set him on his back, me already know what I want.
I leaned down and engulf his length quickly; taking in the first few inches quickly and making him jump and groan. I wrapped my tongue around his cock the best I could and suckled hard, moaning around it as I sampled his taste, bobbing quickly and coating it with my spit. Jag groaned and bucked into my maw, making me mmnf and purr as he gave me the slight salty pre he had. I quickly pulled from it and started to move myself up to straddle him when I looked into his eyes, it catching me a bit off guard. He gave me needy eyes, deep with respect and a kind of hopeful expectation I know I have for him as well. I instantly knew what that look meant, giving him the same one in my dream, and I kneel between his legs, lifting them onto my shoulders. I leaned down while gripping his hips and lifting them up, pressing my muzzle between his shapely mounds and giving his tailhole a long lick. That made Jag jump and shudder, trying to protest licking him there but I silence him with a probe into his tailhole, tasting surprisingly clean as he explore his insides. I lap and explore his insides further, getting my saliva as deep into him as I can, him writhing in pleasure. "Ohhh, Link..." His calling my name made my cock throb as I plunge my tongue a little deeper before I finally withdraw, sitting back up and turning him onto all fours. I take my cock in one paw and his hip in another, pressing and rubbing myself against his entrance and throbbing in anticipation. He gives me the faintest of whines and I break down completely, slowly pushing against ring. He tenses a bit slightly in fear but relaxes a little, the head popping and making him groan in discomfort and me gasp from the sudden warmth.
We stayed like that for a long time, just enjoying each other till Jag started pressing himself back against me, letting me know he's ready. I brace myself and slowly push into him, purring and groaning out as he squeezes his inner walls around my length, his claws gripping the sheets and groaning loudly as I slowly hilt him. We gasp and pant in unison as we slowly start making love, our bodies fit perfectly with one another as we rock back and forth. I moan and grind into him gently as I scritch his stomach and sides with my claws, his muscles gripping me and seemingly draining the pre from my length. Jag moaned and gave a purr so deep it traveled up and down my chest as he presses back against me, his own length swinging fully hard between his legs before I quickly grip it with a paw. He gasped out and tightened on me further, me not being able to help but thrust harder at that.
We continue like this for hours, just sharing our bodies and enjoying pleasing the other. The faintest hint of daylight making the room glow a dim red. Jag groaning in a state of bliss and turning to look over his shoulder; his lovely eyes looking at me. "Mmmm Link?"
I myself was in the same state, at the point of bursting as try to enjoy being with him as long as possible. "Y-yes?"
"Please, harder...I want you to slam into me, I can take it..." With that he spread his legs further, grinding hard against me. I growl and try not to cum, instead give him another spurt of pre to pool inside him. I simply nod then pull out to the tip, my pre coating his tailhole before I thrust hard, hilting in one go and making Jag gasp, arching his back and lifting his head up like a wolf howling. "Ahhh yes!" he looked so sexy like that, on all fours arched and with a look of pure pleasure. I had to do it again, and I did, again and again, faster and faster until we were ramming against one another. Jag panting and gasping out with each thrust and me growling, gripping his hips tightly with my claws. It didn't take either of us long before we reached our peaks. "L-Link, I'M GONNA-" Jag throwing his head back and roars, shaking the windows and most likely making worried, scared, or turned on neighbors as he cums, long thick ropes of deep blue cum painting the sheets below us. His voice, his roar, the way his body flexed and moved beneath me, on top of his shapely rear tightening further on me broke any willpower I had remaining as I roar out as well, matching his roar as I slam into him and fill him with my lion seed. We held ourselves there for several minutes, overpowered by our unified bliss before we finally collapse on top of a pool of Jag's cum, panting and regaining our strength. It must've been a few hours because the sun was shining in brightly. I opened my eyes and looked down at Jag, Jag looking up at me from over his shoulder. I purred and licked his cheek "I just thought of something..."
"What?"
"It's illegal for us to marry right now."
Jag rolled his eyes and smirks. "No shit, Sherlock."
"Hey, you said yes." He sticks his tongue out and I give him a buck, causing both of us to moan.
"Mmmmm so boyfriends then?" I nod, nuzzling him as he turns around and hugs me, wrapping his legs around my waist.
"Prrrrr nope, you're my Koi instead"
He raises his eyebrow at me "What does that mean?"
"My Love." I replied. He awed and hugged me tightly, me returning the favor.
"I love it. And I love you, Koi."
"I love you too." We laid there for awhile, just cuddling till we finally fell asleep, dreaming of the blissful day we knew we'd spend together for years to come.
There you have it, my story. For the love of my life, sorry I didn't get to finish it sooner. I hope all who read enjoy and forgive my mushy dialog. ^^