The Angel of Yiff Chapter 9
The Angel of Yiff Chapter 9 -- Every Night
Matt stirred and sat up. His head felt like it was packed with something. Cotton? Maybe rocks; cotton wouldn't hurt this bad. He'd been trying to sleep for hours, and it obviously wasn't working out for him thanks to his cold.
He was used to it, though. This seemed to happen every December.
The ottercoon looked over in the bed at the empty space where he'd normally expect to see Chris. But with Matt sick, the lion had decided it was best to sleep downstairs.
The sickly fur groaned as he stood up, only in his boxers, and wandered out of the room. "Maybe soup will help. Everyone likes soup at..." He looked at the clock in the hall, "...three in the morning."
He stretched as he descended the stairs. At the bottom, though, he stopped when he saw a light from the door to his smaller, downstairs, computer room. He had two. This one was connected to the living room, and he used its computer was for his less 'professional uses.' His other office and his work computer were upstairs.
"Did I forget to turn off the computer again?"
Inside the small room, Luke sat with Riddick in front of the computer, "Click on the bottom one, Riddick!" He grinned, leaning in and to the left to get the best view of the screen.
"Don't you rush me! I'm getting to it..." Riddick double-clicked the mouse, "...but I wanna' see this one first!"
The raccoon mock-whined, tugging and stroking on his dick, "But I've never seen a dragon before..."
Riddick looked over at the 'coon-cock hanging out of his boyfriend's pants, and blinked. After a moment of gawking, though, he shook his head and looked back up at Luke's face, "Yes you have! We live with one."
Luke looked over and stuck his tongue out, "Yeah, but I mean a HOT one!"
The panthion turned back at the screen, "I'ma' tell Sirrus you called him ugly. He's gonna' cry!" He moved his mouse to the picture, but stopped before clicking it, "And wait a second. What about the dragon you showed me, at your house: the one fucking that lion?"
Luke glared in defeat, "Fine! Maybe I just wanna' see one being blown by a raccoon!"
"There we go." Riddick smiled his big, toothy grin, and clicked on the picture Luke wanted to see so badly, "Honesty gets rewarded."
The raccoon smiled, as his & his cat's heads tilted in unison, "That's...huge! Too bad the 'coon's head is blocking it."
Riddick barely blinked, "Not even I've taken one that big. And I've been with horses."
Luke bit his lip, staring, still motionless and head tilted, at the picture, "I don't suppose you could find us a nice straight dragon that would like a blowjob...could you?"
The panthion turned and eyed the raccoon, "Why does he have to be straight?"
Luke blushed and looked away, "I...sorta' have a thing for straight guys..." He coughed.
"Well then, it's good thing that the only one of those we know is Duncan." Riddick looked back at the screen, "And he's as straight as...uhm...oh hell, I hate metaphors. A ruler, maybe?" He opened up another picture, this one of a fox taking a horse on one side and a bear on the other. He gulped as he felt his cock twitch.
The raccoon grinned, still stroking his cock, "These are great! Do you think they have any videos?"
"They? These are just Matt's. My dad's stuff is on his laptop..." Riddick clicked through some folders looking for movies.
"Ooh!" Luke sat up straighter, "Where's his laptop at?"
"God! It could be anywhere." The panthion chuckled lightly, "Doesn't matter, though. Matt's stuff is better anyway. I wish I knew where he got it all..."
Behind them, Matt coughed loudly, but not because he was trying to get the boys' attention...just because he was sick, "Uhg..."
Luke jerked his paw away from his cock and looked back at the door, "Shit!"
Riddick hurriedly clicked out of all the open folders and pictures, and then pushed himself back into his pants, before looking at his boyfriend's lap, too, "Luke!" He reached over to stuff the raccoon away, as well.
Luke just blushed as he zipped up his pants and folded his paws over his lap.
"Uhg..." Matt groaned and stood up from where he'd been leaning against the door frame, "My head hurts, I can't sleep, and if I cough one more time I'm gonna' surgically remove my own lungs..." He took a few long, labored breaths, "On that note...you mind telling me what you're doing?"
Riddick rubbed the back of his neck, "Uhm...we..."
"Nono." Matt held up a paw, "I know WHAT you're doing...but why? Don't you two have porn of your own?"
Luke mumbled, "Y-yeah, but we don't have stuff from pay sites..."
Matt smacked his lips, grumbling to himself, "My mouth feels weird..." He shook his head and tried to keep it up straight, glaring at the boys as well as he could manage, "Come on, get out..." He waved his arm out toward the living room.
Luke blushed more and stood up, not having to worry about a boner anymore. Quietly, he wandered out of the room, avoiding any eye contact with Matt.
Riddick got up too and followed Luke out. In contrast to his boyfriend, he still had HIS erection, and didn't try to hide the tent as he smiled up at the ottercoon apologetically, "Uhm...night Matt."
As the two made their way back to their room, Matt walked across to the computer and shut it down, "I need to remember to turn this thing off when I go to bed."
The ottercoon stood still for a second, trying to remember where he was going. Soup! He walked back out of the little study and through the living room, pushing open the dining room doors.
As he stepped through, though, he heard a half-muffled murr come from underneath the kitchen table. He stopped and growled softly to himself, bending down to look underneath. He knew what he would see, and wasn't surprised, at all, to find Sirrus there: sprawled out on his back with his cock buried in Rei's muzzle.
The little dragon moaned softly with his eyes closed, humping up as fast as he could into his bunny's muzzle.
Rei murred as he suckled on his 'little master's' member...though very amateurishly, as he'd never really ever been taught how. His murrs were muffled by dragon-cock, and, as pre dripped from his own, he thumped the floor rapidly with one of his hind paws.
Sirrus squirmed & whined, clawing at the rug under the table. And above him, the rabbit put both of his front paws on his dragon's stomach, before jamming his head down to let Sirrus's whole length slip into his throat.
Rei knew that the dragon usually seemed to like that...and, sure enough, Sirrus immediately moaned aloud and shook, squirming under the rabbit as he began to shoot into his muzzle.
Matt decided against even trying to send them somewhere else to do that, and just stood back up as he heard Rei swallowing.
"What's the point?"
The ottercoon walked on through the door to the kitchen and went straight to the pantry to find a can of soup. He pulled one out, but paused, just staring at it in annoyance, "Fuck it..." He sighed, sitting the soup back down, and then went to the fridge to get a soft drink instead. Faced with the task of actually heating the soup up, he'd lost his appetite.
He walked back out of the kitchen and through the dining room, and ignored the muffled murrs, this time probably coming from Sirrus returning Rei's favor, as he continued into the living room. Opened his can and taking a drink, he stopped for a moment, noticing the empty couch. He knew Chris had slept here the last few nights, but where was he, tonight?
Matt just shrugged and walked to and up the stairs. When he got to the top, though, he saw a light coming out of the second study: the upstairs computer room. Before he could go to check, he heard a few loud and familiar moans, followed by a suppressed roar and a sigh that echoed through the upstairs hall.
The ottercoon grumbled and rubbed his still aching head, "All five of them." He walked across the hall to his bedroom, "I swear to God...it's the same thing every night around here."
Down the hall in the study, Chris sighed contently and closed his laptop, shrugging to himself as he licked his paw clean. It turned out Matt was right; he did get used to the taste.
The lion stretched and yawned as he stood up and wandered out of the room. With his 'problem' taken care of, it was time to get back to couch. He scratched under the waistband of his boxers and yawned again, padding first, though, to his and Matt's room.
Chris silently opened Matt's door, hearing the ottercoon cough and grumble inside. He smiled wryly and slowly closed the door again, speaking only loud enough for himself to hear, "Poor guy. Hope ya' get better soon, Matt." He stopped and thought about that for a moment, then let out an irritated sigh, "I'm getting really sick of that couch. I swear, you'd think something THAT expensive would be more comfortable..." He grumbled as he padded down the stairs, running a paw through his mane.
Tired, but still enjoying his afterglow, the lion walked through the living room and around the couch, stopping in front and looking down at it with a scowl. Curiously, he turned and looked down the hall towards his son's room and the other guest room they'd given to Luke, and then back at the couch. This was his third night on that couch, and only now had it occurred to him he had another option. Luke never used his room; he was always with Riddick. He sighed and shook his head, though, and just fell over onto the covers he brought with him from upstairs. He'd make the switch tomorrow night.
Chris rolled over onto his back and closed his eyes. With one arm over his head on the armrest, the other reached down to remove his boxers, but he stopped himself when he remembered where he was at. He squirmed uncomfortably and grumbled to himself as he drifted off to sleep...
"If I was upstairs wi...Matt...or if...up to me...no clothes..." He yawned, "...never clothes."
Down the hall from the living room and across the hall from the empty guest bedroom, Luke & Riddick were laid out on the panthion's bed.
"So..." Riddick sat up and scooted back to the headboard, "Which was your favorite picture, on there?"
The raccoon grinned slyly as he cuddled close to Riddick, one arm around his waist, "The dragon one. I bet he was straight too: y'know...one of those guys just doing it for money?"
Riddick sighed and rolled his eyes, pulling Luke closer, "Whatever helps you get off, hun."
Luke grinned and nodded, "Mm-hmm! I love the straight jock types..." He bit his lip and snuggled in more, "Like Duncan..." He blushed a little, "...and your dad."
The panthion chuckled, "Yeah I know." He brushed a paw through his 'coon's headfur, "I don't have to worry that you're gonna' leave me for someone like that, do I?"
Luke nuzzled Riddick's chestfur, "Not in the least!" He grinned, "I'd only want them for the sex."
"They'd take me over you any day." Riddick let out a bit of a chuckle, "I have the experience."
The raccoon smirked and looked up at his cat, "Yeah, but I bet I'm tighter."
"And how would you know?"
"Because I've only been topped once, by Jasyn. What's your magic number?"
Riddick just raised an eyebrow at the boy and ignored that question, "So you think...let's say Duncan..." He pulled Luke to sit up straighter, "...would go gay for you before he would for me?"
Luke chuckled, leaning against the black cat, "Maybe not. But, then again, I didn't really say 'go gay'." He giggled and leaned up to lick at the Panthion's ear, "I just think he might be swayed into some experimenting by someone who drools over him."
"There is something to be said for flattery," the panthion twitched his ear and moved his head away with a smile, "but I give better head, and a curious straight guy would be a lot more likely to let a guy suck him off than to top one."
Luke blushed and scratched his cheek, "Yeah, I suppose." He smiled and cocked an eyebrow, "Maybe, if we were to BOTH do something...like say...to that dragon I'd like to find..."
"How could we both do something to him at once?" Riddick cut him off, "How am I supposed to give him head if he's inside you? Or visa versa? I know you're horny, but your fantasies need some logic too."
The raccoon coughed and blushed, "You could...lick his cock as it comes in and out of me? I hear that's supposed to feel good."
Riddick chuckled and shook his head, "I've done that before. Tastes horrible. And besides, I don't want to share you with anyone!" He hugged his 'coon tighter and kissed him on the cheek.
Luke nuzzled his cat and kissed him back, "You know I'm just playing. If you told me not to, I wouldn't."
"Oh I'm not worried." The panthion smiled, "Duncan wouldn't do anything with you, anyway. And it would be really hard, especially for someone as shy as you, to find any other straight jock to try anything with." He chuckled, "Though...I guess I do have ONE threat."
"Who?"
"Who do you think?"
Luke's ears perked up, "Chris?"
"Well yeah!" Riddick made himself look like he was being serious and worried, even though he wasn't, "I mean, he's your type, right? He's big, muscular, and hot, he acts really straight, and as a plus for you, he's actually bi! So it wouldn't be too hard to convince him." He looked to the ceiling in thought, "Like, say...Matt and I are gone for some reason, and you're getting out of the shower, all wet and drippy, and he sees that tight little ass of yours..." Riddick shrugged slightly, "Matt and I might both be minus a boyfriend the next day."
The raccoon blinked and smiled wide for a second, "Do you really think he-" He stopped, coughed, and looked down, blushing horribly, "I mean..."
Riddick sputtered and chuckled, trying not to laugh too loud, "And THAT'S why I have to keep my eye on you!"
Luke shoved the cat, playfully, "Hey! I can't help it!" He mumbled, "It's not my fault he's always walking around in his boxers..." He trailed off, mumbling, "...big, ripped kitty with his...chestfur...& happy trail..."
The panthion's laughter softened to a chuckle, "Ever wanted to reach over and touch his happy trail? See if it feels how you imagine?" He ran his own fingers along Luke's stomach as a demonstration, and slipped the tips of those fingers under the waist of his boyfriend's underwear, "Or maybe you'd be aiming a bit lower?"
Luke smiled shyly, "Well...I've thought about it..."
Riddick removed his paw, "Why haven't you, then?"
"What?" The raccoon went wide eyed.
"Y'know, nothing serious: just a playful grope and see how he would react?" Riddick shrugged, "I mean, he's MY dad, so I can't do it to him. I don't even have a crush on Matt, though, and I've thought about doing it to HIM. Even if just to get a reaction out of him." He raised an eyebrow, "And I'm sure you'd enjoy it a lot more with my dad than I would with Matt."
"If only. That would be so damn cool..." Luke smirked, "I'll bet your dad is HUGE."
The panthion let go of his boyfriend to stretch, "Well, y'know...he's asleep right now. What's stopping you?"
Luke recoiled and blinked, "Huh?" He paused, "No. I...I can't really..."
"Sure you can." Riddick nodded, "He won't actually DO anything with you. I know my dad. So, I'm not worried about that, right? And if I've given you the go ahead...I ask you again: what's stopping you?"
"I...err...I mean..." The raccoon's eyes darted about as he trailed off.
"You know you want to." Riddick nudged him, "You want to know how big it is...how it feels..." He started pushing his boyfriend with his elbow, just enough to try and get him off the bed. "...and I wanna' see what happens."
"You -- woah!" Luke fell off the bed, landing upside down, but continued to talk, "But I couldn't..."
The panthion turned and slipped off the bed, holding out a paw, "Come on...what's gonna' happen? My dad's real gentle natured...it's not like he'll flip out at you or anything. And that's if he even wakes up!"
Luke blushed and reached up, taking Riddick's paw, "If...if you're sure..." He smiled nervously.
Riddick smiled back as he helped the raccoon up, "This is gonna' be great! Now..." He stepped back, "You lead the way."
Luke gulped. He couldn't believing that he was really about to do this, but he slowly opened the door, nonetheless, as Riddick followed along behind.
The raccoon padded down the hall, into the living room, and around the couch, biting his lip slightly when he saw Chris lying there. He glanced over at Riddick and whispered, "Are we really gonna'..."
Riddick nodded without hesitating, "Yeah...lift up his covers first..."
Luke shook as he slowly raised his paw and moved the covers, pulling them down until he saw the lion's boxers. With a deep breath, he looked over at Riddick.
"Go on." The panthion motioned with his paw, "This is your one chance."
Luke gulped, again, as he slowly reached forward, placing a shaky paw on top of Chris's bulge, and shivering at the feeling. He very slowly slipped his paw into the silk fold and caught his breath as his paw brushed the still slightly wet sheath, "Holy shit..." He bit his lip as he felt around, and trembled as he found the tip of the lion's cock.
Riddick whispered, feeling really nervous himself now too, "Careful..."
The raccoon stopped for a moment and nodded slowly, not taking his eyes off the bulge, "I...I just wanna' see it." He slowly removed his paw and placed it on the waistband of the lion's boxers, gently and carefully sliding his fingers under and pulling them down.
Riddick stood up on his toes and looked down over Luke to see the reveal. Was it hard? Was it bigger than his? The curiosity too much for him.
Luke gasped slightly as he saw the already fully erect lionhood, that he could only guess eight inches long.
The panthion grumbled in annoyance. It WAS bigger.
Luke bit his lip and brought his other paw up, slowly brushing a few of the barbs, as Chris's cock twitched and dripped...but the rest of him didn't move. Luke gulped yet again, and for a single moment became bold enough take a step father. With the tip of his finger, he took just a bit of the pre off the tip of the lion's cock, and then put that finger in his mouth.
Riddick gasped aloud, letting out a breathy whisper, "Oh my God!" He put his paw over his muzzle, "I can't believe you just did that."
The raccoon blinked as his eyes grew wider, "Neither can I."
"Don't want a taste more...direct from the source?" Riddick hated himself for getting so turned on by this, but he couldn't help it, "I...I'm sure he won't notice."
Luke gulped and closed his eyes tight, leaning down slowly until he could smell the lion's musk. He took one final gulp and stuck out his tongue, trailing it slowly up the top of a few barbs and off at the tip.
The panthion let out a shaky moan, almost as if it was his OWN cock getting licked, "Again."
He wouldn't get that second lick, though...as Chris's eyes slowly blinked open. Smacking his lips too quietly for the boys to hear, the lion looked down just in time to see his cock out and Luke's leaning in for a lick.
Chris went wide eyed and jerked back, "Holy Hell!!"
"Shit!!" Riddick jumped back and tumbled, falling over the coffee table.
Luke stood up quickly, his pants tented, "Fuck! I...Oh shit!" He panted and looked around in a panic, "I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He turned on his heels, running as fast as he could back to the bedroom.
Chris fumbled and sat up in the couch, barely awake as he covered himself back up. He looked over at his son's legs on the coffee table. He waited for a moment, not saying anything as he waited for the boy to get up, but his son didn't move, "Riddick?"
The lion started to stand up but stopped when he, saw his son shaking a bit and heard a growing laughter coming from the floor on the other side of the coffee table.
Riddick laughed aloud and slowly turned himself on the floor to he could pull himself to stand back up, his paw on the back of his now-sore head, "Oh God. That was nice...I'm gonna' remember that for the rest of my life." He laughed more and walked out of the living room toward his and Luke's room, not even giving his father a backward glance.
Chris blinked, still barely awake even after that, "Goddamn kids." He fell back over onto his side puling the blankets tighter around himself, "I'ma' be sleeping alone down for a while, yet. It had better not be like this every..." He yawned as he closed his eyes "...every damned night."
~
There we go! The soap opera, Forbidden, continues!!
* Starring: F. R. Borealis as Riddick Dumar Eden Eric Matthew Cameron and Reinao Cecil B. North as Lucas Joseph Trammel Christopher Phillip Eden and Sirrus *
Cecil was a writer here as well, back in the Yiffstar days. If you want to check out the stuff he wrote back then, go ahead and look him up. His username on here is: Cecil_88
Yeah... Just a silly little interlude after a bunch of dramatic, emotional chapters and (spoiler alert) before a bunch more dramatic, emotional chapters. Though...you have to wonder: I know Matt & Chris put up with a lot...but might there actually be some reprecussions for Chris getting molested in his sleep? Tune in next time (when the drama returns) to find out!
Anyway, thanks for reading!
I welcome any feedback! Comment or PM me here, or email me at frostborealis[at]gmail.com
See you for the next 11 chapters of Forbidden! ^.^