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In the afternoon sun, a scrawny and somewhat youthful looking black cat man stands with a slouch as he stares nervously down a dirt path. At the end of that path lies a house secluded near the forest, which the cat hesitates to approach.

He holds a paw over his mouth ponderously for a moment. He then removes said paw and takes a deep breath, seemingly trying to steel his courage. With that he slowly makes his way to the front door.

When he gets there he briefly hesitates, his paw suspended in the air for a moment before he quietly knocks on the door and waits. After enough time goes by without a response, he forces himself to knock a bit louder and stands there waiting once more. This time the door soon opens, and there in the entryway stands a handsome rat man with beautiful gray fur.

The difference in their posture makes the rat appear a little taller. Compared to the cat he has a bit more body mass as well, though one might still say that he has a slender build himself. He's also dressed in some nicer clothing, even if not the sort that would cost as much as a few months' worth of food.

The cat seems too nervous to speak, so after the rat regards him curiously for a moment, he speaks to the cat first in a friendly manner. "Hello young sir. I don't suppose you've gotten lost have you?"

The cat incredulously responds, "Young sir? You can't be that much older than me can you?"

The rat gives an amused chuckle and lightheartedly says, "Perhaps so, perhaps so. My apologies." He holds a paw up to his chin as he asks, "But how old might you be then?"

"Uhh…" The cat hesitates again for a brief moment, but then he shrugs and calmly replies, "I'm twenty-seven."

The rat looks genuinely surprised as he exclaims, "_ Twenty-seven?! _"

The cat seems a little embarrassed when he replies, "It's not that surprising is it?"

The rat returns to a more calm and friendly tone. "Well, I'd say your face hardly looks it. Don't take me the wrong way, I was sure you were an adult at least, and even had you said twenty-one I wouldn't have been surprised. But twenty-seven…"

The cat sounds unamused, though not upset when he responds, "Well, at least you believe I'm old enough to drink… Though if I'm old enough for that, I have no reason to lie about being even older do I?"

"That you don't!" the rat replies with enthusiasm. He then holds a more remorseful expression as he says, "And I apologize again. I did believe you, it's just that you have a certain… youthful look to you. I didn't mean to offend."

The cat waves a paw once as he says, "It's okay, I'm not offended. I just get that sort of thing a lot. But I mean, it's sort of a compliment right?"

The rat seems relieved and a little glad when he answers, "I would say so."

The cat then turns the rat's question back on him. "So how old are you then?"

The rat cheerfully replies, "Well that's only fair I suppose! I'm thirty-four."

"Thirty-four…?" Though more calm than the rat had been, the cat also seems a little surprised. "I think you could pass for a little younger than your age yourself."

"Well thank you," the rat says, seeming pleased. "Though that aside, what can I do for you kind sir?"

"Ah… Um…" The comfort the cat had just been gaining quickly disappears. As he stands there hesitating the rat's expression grows more inquisitive. The cat then tries to get the words to come out. "You see I… sawww- uh!" He suddenly stops himself mid-sentence and looks as if he's carefully thinking about something.

The rat grows a little uncomfortable himself. He prods the cat to continue by gently saying, "Yes?"

The cat finally asks cautiously, "Uhh, your name _ is _… Rodney, right?"

"Well yes, it is." Though Rodney's demeanor remains kind, his discomfort is growing ever more difficult to hide.

The cat meanwhile relaxes slightly with Rodney's identity confirmed. Before he can say anything more however, Rodney calmly asks, "How'd you learn my name sir? Did someone ask you to come here for something?" He then quickly remembers the cat's earlier unfinished statement and interrupts himself. "No wait, you said you… saw… something…?"

The cat is quicker to respond this time, though still with some hesitancy, and he can't help but stumble over his words a bit. "Uh- yeah- so- I saw your- uh- what you- posted- at the tavern…" The rat looks a little surprised by that before the cat sheepishly finishes by saying, "So I uh- wanted- to meet you."

Rodney lets out a contemplative, "Ohhh…" He seems to understand what's going on now as a sly smile crosses his face.

The cat then speaks up again in an apologetic and anxious tone. "Also, sorry! I'm sorry. I really should have introduced myself first. My name's- Cyrus." He awkwardly raises a paw up in greeting as he adds, "Uh, hi."

Rodney lightly chuckles before extending an arm and warmly replying, "Hi."

Cyrus lets out a little "Oh!" and gently grasps the rat's paw.

The cat tries to more or less match the firmness of his pawshake, during which time Rodney says, "It's a pleasure to meet you Cyrus."

Cyrus happily if somewhat shyly responds, "Uh, likewise."

Rodney then seductively leans on the doorframe as he says, "Forgive me for saying so… but you didn't strike me as the sort to come here looking into that."

"Well, I mean… you're not wrong- to think that…" Cyrus seems unsure of himself, though he manages to sound a little more confident when he adds, "But! I want… to push my boundaries more; explore myself more." He then sounds a little uncertain again as he asks, "Are you… okay with that?"

Rodney straightens up and looks a little more serious, holding a paw to his chin and letting out a ponderous, "Hmm…" After taking a moment to think, his expression lightens and he relaxes his arm back to his side as he says, "Well- for now, what say we simply talk some more inside hm?"

Cyrus nods his head as he gives a hopeful sounding, "Okay." He then follows the rat inside and is led toward the kitchen.

The interior of the home gives a similar impression as the rat's attire. There's a certain class to it, a certain elegance, but also a certain warmth. One might call it cozy. It's not the sort of "class" you'd find with a rich aristocrat or a self-important noble. In short it's quite nice, yet still modest enough to feel inviting rather than intimidating or gaudy.

Cyrus sounds a little impressed when he mentions, "You have a really nice place."

Rodney happily responds, "Why thank you!" He stops at a seat by the kitchen table and motions for the cat to also grab himself a seat. The two then sit across from each other. "Not to sound pompous, but I am rather fond of the place myself."

"I don't think that's pompous. I think it's fine to take some pride in your home when you've put effort into making it look nice."

"Indeed! I'm fortunate to be able to do so. Though I wouldn't say it's about pride so much as… trying to create a space in which I'll enjoy dwelling. Something my personal taste can appreciate, nothing more than that."

"That makes sense. I respect that."

Rodney gives an appreciative nod, then crosses his legs and once more holds a paw to his chin before he speaks again. "So… You say you came here looking to push your personal boundaries eh?"

Much like at the front door, Cyrus had seemingly been starting to feel more at ease during casual conversation, yet as soon as the topic turns back to why he came here he immediately becomes more awkward. His only response is a simple and somewhat shy, "Yeah."

Rodney carefully notes this change in demeanor aloud. "I can't help but notice your discomfort…" He then gently asks, "Are you quite sure about this?"

Cyrus manages a more immediate and even slightly confident response. "Yeah, I am." Some of that confidence quickly fades however, and he looks away slightly before trying to continue. All he manages to say is, "It's just…" and his words get stuck there.

Rodney interjects, "If I may ask… What exactly would you say you hoped to try when you arrived here?"

"Well…" Cyrus thinks for a moment. "Honestly, I'm- not really sure. I just- wanted to try… something, you know?" The rat raises a curious eyebrow at that statement. "I mean, I guess there is still part of me that's- feeling a little unsure… But there's also a part of me that- _ really _ wants this; to at least _ try _ experiencing- you know… being with- someone- that way."

Rodney quickly places his paws on the table in surprise. "Wait a moment! You mean to say that you've _never- had sex? _"

Cyrus droops in his seat looking rather embarrassed. "Well… no, I haven't… I-"

Rodney interrupts the cat in a tone of concern and mild astonishment. "And you came here about- my goodness Cyrus." He holds a paw against one side of his face as he continues, "That is… not a good idea."

An awkward pause follows. Cyrus looks dejected and only manages to respond with a meek, "Sorry."

Rodney relaxes his arms as he regains his full composure. He attempts to console the cat in a gentle tone. "There's no need to apologize." His tone then becomes more neutral as he muses, "I knew it wasn't the best idea to be so vague, although I did have my reasons."

Cyrus slightly tilts his head at that, although he then lightly shakes his head and chooses not to ask about it. He begins to stand up from his seat and say, "I guess I should-"

But he is interrupted by Rodney, who reaches out an arm while quickly saying, "Wait wait wait wait, you don't have to go."

Cyrus seems surprised, and it takes him a small moment to respond. "But… shouldn't I not have come here really?"

Rodney himself seems a little surprised by that response. "I didn't say that…" After another brief pause, his tone sounds a little apologetic when he says, "I didn't mean to make you feel that way. I only meant that what I wrote of at the tavern is… let's say, not what I would have a first timer try."

Cyrus perks up a bit, sounding a little hopeful as he responds, "Oh. Then, you mean…?"

When the cat leaves that sentence hanging, Rodney speaks up in an openly flirtatious sort of way. "I think we still have some things to talk about." He then swiftly adds, "If you don't mind, of course."

"Of course not!" Cyrus is as quick to sit back down as he had just been to reply. This elicits a smile from the rat, before he then goes back to that thinking pose he'd assumed several times earlier.

"Now let's see here…" He takes a moment to gather his thoughts before continuing. "If I'm following you properly, you've gone without sex until now by choice, and you're still uncertain of your comfort with it… but there is a part of you which very much wants to try it."

"Yeah." There's still a hint of meekness to Cyrus's confirmation, though he seems a bit less embarrassed than he did earlier. He does however still have some difficulty speaking about this subject. "I guess I- was kind of- repressed- for a long time… But sometimes- it feels like… maybe I'm just- not as comfortable with- sex- as most people are. Like innately. I don't know… I've been trying to work through this on my own-"

"But it's not the sort of thing you _ can _ figure out all on your own."

Cyrus sounds a little disappointed that he couldn't when he responds, "I know…"

Rodney closes his eyes and nods his head a couple of times, then reopens his eyes before saying, "Still, you do indeed seem certain of wanting to explore this side of yourself more, even if you're uncertain of how far you can go with it."

Cyrus nods his own head as he says, "Definitely." He then adds in a bit of a sad tone, "I feel like it's asking kind of a lot honestly."

"Nonsense!" Rodney exclaims, catching the cat a little off guard. "People often go through doubts and uncertainties before they have more experience with sex." He holds up a paw as he clarifies, "Not to make light of your own feelings; what you're experiencing may well be different from most. All I'm saying is, it's not unheard of to be unsure of yourself and your boundaries. Any decent person would respect that."

There's another pause before Cyrus responds. It looks like he feels a little better even as he says, "Still… I can't help feeling a little weird about it. But that's really nice of you."

Rodney waves a paw dismissively. "You should think nothing of it." He pauses for a moment to think before continuing. "Now, just to be certain as I was rather vague… I assume you were expecting to explore this with-" He places a paw on his chest as he says, "me, yes?"

Cyrus at first replies with a simple, "Huh?" But his initial confusion quickly gives way to a look of mildly horrified shock. He slowly drags a paw down across his mouth as he says in a serious tone, "Oh gods, I didn't even consider that you might not be the one I would do things with…"

Rodney earnestly laughs before saying, "I suppose that answers my question! Good then. I thought that to be the case, but one can never be too sure. For all I knew, you might have expected me to introduce you to a woman or two!"

"Gods that would have been so embarrassing… I figured if you weren't gay you would quickly turn me away- somewhat politely if I were lucky. I never even thought…"

As the cat trails off, Rodney lightheartedly says, "Fortunately, I am indeed gay."

Cyrus lets out a happy chuckle. "Fortunately for me indeed." After a brief pause, his tone takes on a hint of concern when he curiously asks, "You weren't… originally planning to- introduce me to other men, were you?"

There's a momentary silence. Rodney seems hesitant when he responds, "Well… I wasn't planning to personally tend to whoever came here, per se."

Cyrus's spirits drop once more as he lets out a sad sounding, "Oh."

Rodney is quick to try to ease the cat's concerns. "Fret not! This is quite different. I would be happy to assist in your self-discovery."

There's another pause. Cyrus's expression doesn't change at all, and he still sounds a little down when he asks, "Are you… sure?"

Rodney's tone sounds disapproving at first when he says, "Cyrus…" but his tone then takes on a more flirtatious quality when he continues, "Frankly, had I no concern for your boundaries, I would pick you up right now, drop you onto my bed, and-" He takes the briefest of pauses before leaning forward and seductively saying, "do several things to you."

Cyrus suddenly sits up just a little straighter for a moment as his fur stands on end. He seems stunned when he first attempts to speak. "I… uh…" The rat looks at him with mild concern, but Cyrus then smiles and manages to half-jokingly say, "I'm glad you're such a gentleman!"

Rodney smiles in return and happily replies, "But of course!" He then stands up from the kitchen table and calmly walks over to the cat, holding out a paw expectantly while gently saying, "We'll start slow, alright?"

There's just a moment's hesitation from Cyrus, but he then happily takes hold of the rat's paw, stands up, and allows himself to be led out of the kitchen.

The two make no further attempt at small talk as they go up a set of stairs, and through a door into what is clearly the rat's bedroom.

As they reach the foot of the bed, Rodney releases Cyrus's paw before sitting down, then he pats the bed beside him to coax the cat into sitting there. The cat appears to be a bit tense as he does so, and he avoids looking directly at the rat for now.

Rodney keeps his paws to himself and gently calls out the cat's name. "Cyrus?"

Cyrus quickly turns his head to look at the rat with a little, "Hm?"

With the cat now focused on him, Rodney continues, "Let's set some ground rules, shall we?"

Cyrus sounds uncertain when he responds, "Okay." He then listens intently to see what the rat has to say.

Rodney holds up a paw with one digit extended for a moment when he begins. "First, tell me right away if you feel too uncomfortable." He sounds a little stern as he continues, "No feeling guilty about saying so, and no forcing yourself to do anything you aren't feeling good about, alright?"

Cyrus nods his head once while simply responding, "Alright."

Rodney then says in a more gentle voice, "Also, don't worry about everything being over the moment you tell me you're uncomfortable. Of course we can stop any time you want to, but if we try some different things and you merely feel like one thing in particular is too much, we can always go back to whatever we were doing before that. Okay?"

Cyrus nods his head again, this time sounding rather happy when he says, "Okay."

"And as I said downstairs, we'll start slow. Clothes on for now, and nothing more than some gentle hugging, maybe a bit of back and head stroking." Rodney's calm and gentle tone suddenly cracks for a moment when he says, "Er, not _ that _ head. You know what I mean. The top of your body."

That little slip amuses Cyrus. "Heh, right."

Rodney regains his composure as he states, "Lastly… we'll move forward at your pace. I can get us started, but once we lay down I'm leaving it all in your paws. I won't go touching anywhere that you haven't touched on me first, nor will I do anything new to you unless you ask me to. And again, we can either stop, or simply go back a step at any time. Understood?"

Cyrus nods his head once more as he calmly responds, "Got it." He then adds in a deeply appreciative sounding voice, "And… thank you. All of those rules are- just for my benefit. It's… really kind of you."

Rodney warmly responds, "As I said before, think nothing of it."

After pausing just a moment to keep looking into each other's eyes, Rodney says, "Now then, if you're ready…" And he gently wraps his arms around the cat.

Cyrus, as he typically has thus far, hesitates for a moment before returning the hug. At first the hug he gives back is a little weak — cautious even in a way — but after he continues to be held in the other man's arms for a time, he begins to feel himself relax a little bit. In turn, he begins to give the rat a tighter hug.

Rodney responds by gently rubbing his back and saying in a soft, low tone, "Therrre we are." The cat then rubs his back in return.

After a bit of seated cuddling, Rodney physically guides them both into laying down on their sides without breaking the hug. Once they get comfortable in their new position, he calmly says, "No need to rush from here. We can just do this for as long as you want."

Cyrus responds with a contented, "Mhm."

For a little while the two do just lie there holding each other like that, slowly rubbing each other's backs. After some time passes, Cyrus allows his paw to glide up Rodney's neck and feel his head fur. The rat returns the favor on him, after which the pair proceed to alternately stroke each other's backs, necks, shoulders, and heads as they continue to hold each other.

At a certain point when Rodney is once again stroking Cyrus's head fur, the cat begins to involuntarily let out a low purr. The rat lets out a small chuckle and tenderly says, "Such a sweet cat." The purring then abruptly stops as the cat's face heats up a little in embarrassment. The rat lightheartedly apologizes saying, "Sorry, couldn't help myself." The cat says nothing in return, but a short time later he resumes purring.

After continuing to blissfully cuddle for a while, eventually the purring stops again. Cyrus also stops moving his paws as he lets out a shy, "Uh…"

This prompts Rodney to respond with a curious, "Hm?"

Cyrus then explains, "I might be enjoying this too much… It's getting harder to ignore how uncomfortable I am- y'know- down there…"

Rodney smiles sweetly for a moment, though his expression turns a bit more mischievous when he says, "_ Hard _er to ignore is it?"

Cyrus reacts as one might to such a pun, though with perhaps a hint of embarrassment as well. "Oh gods…"

Rodney holds back laughter as he says, "Sorry! Sorry!" He then slyly adds, "But I'd say you're enjoying it exactly the right amount. Glad I'm not the only one."

Cyrus responds with a genuine little, "Heh."

Rodney then removes one of his arms from the cat and asks, "What say we get a bit more comfortable?"

Cyrus simply responds, "O- kay." Though there was a slight hesitance in the way he said it, he has no objections.

Rodney seems to take notice of that hesitance however and lets out a ponderous "Hmm…" After a moment, he smiles again and says, "I think I have a fun idea." He then fully lets go of the cat and sits up at the edge of the bed, patting a spot beside him as he says, "Come on."

Cyrus joins the rat at the edge of the bed without a word and looks at him with curiosity.

"How about we help each other with getting these clothes off? You take a garment off of me, I take a garment off of you, and so on."

Cyrus sounds mildly surprised when he responds, "Oh! Uh- okay." He looks just a little nervous, but also seems happy enough with the idea.

Rodney straightens his arms out behind himself on the bed, leaving his torso fully exposed. He then says in a relaxed and non-urgent sort of way, "Any time you're ready." He does however look a little pleased when the cat doesn't delay.

Cyrus is unnecessarily careful in the way that he grabs and gently pulls up on the rat's clothing. After the rat lifts his arms up and that piece of clothing is fully removed, exposing his bare fur and the shape of his upper body, Cyrus gets a little caught up in silently admiring the view. The rat simply smiles and allows Cyrus a moment to take everything in.

Once the moment passes, Rodney reaches his paw for the cat's clothing saying, "Alright, my turn." Though he too is gentle, he isn't nervous or cautious at all and he completes the task a little faster than the cat. With his own upper body now fully exposed, the cat seems a bit uncomfortable and looks away. Rodney gently places a paw on his back, and when the cat turns to look at him without seeming startled, Rodney gently rubs his back while saying, "Hey, feeling okay?"

Cyrus's eyes look away slightly again as he attempts to voice what he's feeling. "I… just- y'know… Not much to-" He shakes his head, seemingly deciding not to finish that sentence. After a brief pause he instead says, "I'm just- not- very confident- in my body…"

Rodney fails to hide a sense of relief as he says, "Oh, that's all?" This prompts the cat to make eye contact with him again. He then places his paw on the back of the cat's head, gently rubbing his digits through that soft black fur while saying, "Personally, I find you rather appealing."

Cyrus has a tone of almost amused disbelief when he replies, "Really?" Given that reaction, the rat subtly retracts his paw to give him a little space. Cyrus then looks and sounds a little down when he says, "I'm all… bony- and hunchy."

Rodney dismissively retorts, "Oh what's a little hunch?" Though after a brief pause, he sounds more sympathetic when he says, "I can see why you would want to gain a little weight. But I absolutely mean it when I say I already find you appealing as you are." Those words sounded genuine enough to put the cat a little more at ease, a small smile having already returned to his face, but Rodney continues on in a more flirtatious tone. "And that's to say nothing of your face, which I must confess I'm rather taken with. Cute, yet also handsome. And your eyes… they're quite beautiful."

For a moment Cyrus's smile turns into a look of surprise as his face heats up again. He then gets a more embarrassed sort of smile and manages to say, "Thank- you."

Rodney sweetly repeats a phrase he'd used more than once before: "Think nothing of it."

Cyrus forces himself to keep eye contact with him while also forcing himself to say, "I guess I- should let you know I… really like- the way you look too."

Rodney gives a happy chuckle and replies, "I'm glad to hear it."

Cyrus however tries to continue in more detail, pushing himself to say, "I can't- tell you exactly- what it is… I just know… I don't- tend to feel attracted- to most faces, but… there's just- something about yours that- I kinda like. And- your body…" Cyrus's eyes then look away again as he encounters some difficulty with expressing himself.

Rodney seems pleased enough already, but he curiously and perhaps a little teasingly asks, "My body?"

Cyrus locks eyes with him again while saying, "Sorry, I guess-" but he can't stop himself from looking away before he continues, "I feel weird- saying this stuff- out loud…"

Rodney chuckles again. "It's quite alright Cyrus. Although I would very much like to hear what you're thinking."

Cyrus still can't bring himself to look the rat in the eyes, but he nods his head as he politely responds, "Of course." He then takes in a deep breath to try to calm his nerves before saying, "So… I like how- you're kinda slim, but not- bony- like me. You've… got some clear muscles. Not like- some bodybuilder but- it's visible. In fact your body's- sorta like… your clothes, and- this house, and- really- everything about you. Elegant, and- refined, but- not… overstated, you know? And that's… _ really _ attractive- to me."

By now the cat is simply staring at the floor, his paws on his knees. One could almost imagine his face glowing red underneath his fur. Rodney meanwhile is a bit taken aback. The silence doesn't linger for too long, but it is a noticeable pause coming from him. He even sounds a little stunned when he says, "Look who has a way with words…"

Cyrus finally brings himself to meet the rat's gaze again, and when he does he is surprised to see the enamored look on his face.

Rodney lovingly says, "You can be quite the sweetheart, my dear Cyrus." The cat's fur stands on end as his eyes go wide for a moment, but that look on his face is quickly replaced with one of adoration. The two just stare into each other's eyes for a moment.

Then, almost involuntarily, Rodney's hips give a single small twitch upward. For once it's he who seems to feel a little awkward as he says, "Er… not to- ruin the moment, or to rush you- but I daresay I'd feel more comfortable without my pants about now."

"Oh! Right!" Cyrus seemed to have been in a state not unlike a trance, and temporarily forgotten what they were doing. With the rat's reminder, he wastes no more time as he unbuckles the rat's belt, cautiously unzips his fly, and is then very careful not to pull down his undergarments along with his pants.

Rodney lets out a sigh of relief before saying, "That's much better."

Cyrus can't help but notice that the rat is pitching quite the tent, with a clearly moist spot at its peak.

Rodney looks amused by how focused the cat is on that spot, but he chooses not to say anything about it. Instead he reaches toward the cat's belt while saying, "Now let's get you taken care of."

Cyrus lets out a small sigh of his own once his pants are removed. He's pitching no less of a moist tent himself as he says, "You're right, this is much less uncomfortable."

Rodney casually replies, "Yes, I'd say it's comfortable enough for now." He then leans toward the cat a little while seductively adding, "Unless you want to get even more comfortable." The cat almost imperceptibly jumps in response, but Rodney does notice and moves back before speaking more normally. "What do you think Cyrus? What do you want to do right now?"

All Cyrus manages to say in return is, "Um…"

When the cat doesn't respond further, Rodney mentions, "Cuddling with you was quite nice, if you'd like to return to that. Or-" He once again places his arms behind himself, showing off his torso as if to invite physical contact. "You could feel around with your paws a bit. Anywhere you like." With a smirk, he then teasingly warns, "Though of course, I might like to feel you back in the same spots."

"Hm…" Cyrus uncertainly, slowly raises a paw toward Rodney's body. He gently places said paw on the rat's chest, briefly caressing through his fur before holding still to feel his heartbeat. The rat then does the same to him, and they simply remain still for a short time, looking into each other's eyes and feeling each other's heartbeats. Some of the cat's tension and nervousness seems to fade away.

Cyrus then decides to caress the side of Rodney's face, with the rat once again mirroring that action on the cat. After a moment, the cat somewhat forcefully rubs his face into the rat's paw briefly and purrs. The rat sounds as though he finds this adorable from the way he chuckles.

There's then another moment of the two simply looking into each other's eyes, paws held on each other's faces, when suddenly Cyrus retracts his paw. The rat starts to do the same when Cyrus hesitantly says, "Would you-… Are you… okay with…" His eyes look away as he meekly says, "kissing?"

Rodney smiles and places his paw right back on the cat's face, prompting him to make eye contact once again. He then sweetly tells him, "I would be happy to Cyrus." A slight smile returns to the cat's face before Rodney softly asks, "Have you never kissed someone?"

Cyrus shakes his head, and with a hint of embarrassment answers, "No. Not like… well, on the mouth."

Rodney very gently responds, "Alright." He gives the cat's cheek one last stroke as he removes his paw, then leans his face closer to the cat's. "Just lean in a little closer and hold still." The cat's breathing seems just a little heavier as he does what he was told. Rodney then slowly bridges the gap, and as their mouths meet, he slips his tongue inside to gently caress the cat's several times. He then pulls back and softly asks, "What do you think?"

Cyrus's facial expression is hard to read, but after a moment he responds, "Can we… try that again?"

Rodney lets out a small "Heh," and smoothly replies, "of course we may." He then instructs, "If you feel an urge to, don't be afraid to lick back."

Cyrus nods while simply replying with an affirmative "Mm."

This time around, after Rodney begins the kiss he also uses a paw to gently caress the back of Cyrus's head. The cat makes a small sound which gives the impression he's enjoying this.

A few gentle tongue strokes later the cat begins moving his own tongue as well, then he does as the rat had and starts to caress the back of his head.

They each make several noises of enjoyment before the rat finally pulls back again, a strand of saliva still connecting their tongues as they both breathe a little heavier. It feels clear that they both enjoyed that quite a bit, but Rodney nevertheless makes certain to ask, "How are- you feeling?"

Cyrus silently looks deep into his eyes for a moment before uttering, "I…" Then without even trying to verbalize what he's feeling, he quickly leans forward and initiates another kiss. The rat is taken by surprise, but he then responds with a happy muffled chuckle and begins to return the kiss.

As the two make out, Rodney embraces Cyrus in a hug which the cat then returns. The pair soon lay down again as they continue to cuddle, caress, and kiss each other.

After some time, without thinking about it or even intending to, Cyrus gives a small grind of his hips into Rodney's. The rat is too captivated with all of the kissing and cuddling to feel surprised, but he does return the favor by gently grinding into the cat a few times. The cat does actually feel a little surprised when he notices, but he doesn't stop or hesitate with anything he's doing. In fact, he responds by giving back some more gentle grinds, causing the rat to then return more of the same.

For a bit of time they both continue to gently grind into each other as they kiss, their undergarments becoming even more moist in the process. Finally Cyrus stops and breaks the kiss, quickly saying through some heavy breathing, "Okay, I want to- get even more comfortable now."

Rodney responds in a seductive tone, "Hoh hoh, alright then." He gently untangles himself from the cat and sits back up, the cat swiftly joining him. He then asks the cat, "Would you like to remove mine first? Or shall I take yours?"

Cyrus briefly ponders with a "Hm…" before answering, "Go ahead."

In the same seductive tone as before, Rodney simply responds, "Certainly." He gently strokes the cat's hip on the way to grabbing his waistband. He then pauses to look at his face. The cat holds a shy but happy smile, and he says nothing as he looks back into his eyes. Rodney then gently pulls down and frees the cat's loins to the open air. He takes a good look as he tosses the undergarments aside, remarking, "Now there's a nice sight."

Cyrus looks a little embarrassed, but retorts with a bit of sass, "Alright, alright…" He places a paw on the rat's waistband and quietly says, "My turn…" He hesitates a bit, and noticeably gulps as he stares at the tent-like bulge. Before the rat can say anything however, Cyrus pulls down and fully removes his last bit of clothing.

Despite the previous hesitance he was showing, he seems to really like what he sees now. He can't help but unashamedly stare for a few moments. He then takes a couple glances between his own loins and the rat's before stating in a complimenting tone, "Bigger than mine."

Rodney seems happy with the praise, but he gives the cat's thigh a gentle rub while truthfully stating, "Not by too much." Then after another moment he gently asks, "Would you like to feel it?"

Cyrus doesn't hesitate to softly reply, "Yeah." Though there is some hesitance in the way he slowly moves his paw over, he does cautiously grasp the rat's tip before holding still. He takes a moment to simply feel the gentle warmth against his paw, then he starts to gently rub his digits across it and feel the mild slipperiness.

Rodney lets out a pleasured, "Mmm…" Then he says, "Your paw is so nice and soft." The cat looks happy about the feelings he's evoking with his touch.

As Rodney continues to have his tip gently massaged, he starts to reach for the cat's. While doing so he keeps an eye on his face, which currently holds a rather sweet expression, and before Rodney takes hold he says, "Now if you don't mind…"

There is a subtle reaction when he takes hold of his new friend's tip, but the cat's expression remains mostly unchanged. Noting the lack of discomfort, Rodney happily starts to rub his digits across the cat's tip in turn.

Cyrus's expression does change a little then. While his face does still have a kind of sweet and loving look to it, there's also a clear indication of how good this is feeling to him now. He lets out a small breath before stating, "It's so… different- from touching it myself."

Rodney playfully asks, "A good different?"

Cyrus's tone is enamored when he replies, "A very good different."

Rodney softly chuckles and says, "Too true, Cyrus. Too true." Then he can't seem to help himself as he starts to slide his paw down the cat's shaft.

Cyrus lets out a short, quiet moan. This only emboldens Rodney to continue slowly stroking up and down his entire shaft and tip. The cat follows the rat's lead and begins to do the same. The strokes of each only feel better and smoother as they both leak more from their tips.

It goes without saying that both men enjoy this moment, though Cyrus seems to be getting more worked up than the rat. Not even a minute passes before he stops moving his paw and says through his breaths, "Hol- hold on…"

As Rodney stops moving his own paw he lets out a calm but curious, "Hm?" He then gently asks, "What is it Cyrus?"

Cyrus lets go of the rat's shaft and says, "I want to- try something."

Rodney lets go of the cat's shaft in turn as he replies in a calm and soothing voice, "Go right ahead." The cat then stands up and moves in front of him before getting onto his knees. Understanding what he's going for, Rodney lets out a pleasantly surprised, "Ohhh."

Cyrus starts to move his head closer to the rat's loins, then with his face no more than an inch from his goal, he stops to take in the sight. He gives a quick, quiet sniff, followed by a still quiet yet much longer and deeper sniff. He looks as though he rather enjoys the scent, which only makes the both of them even more excited.

Finally he gives the tip a gentle lick, catching some of the fluid from it before he emits a small, surprised, "Mm!" It sounded like he enjoyed the taste of that a little more than he expected. Next he bends his lips inward to act as a sort of guard between his teeth and what will soon be between his lips.

After the cat proceeds to gently suck on his tip, Rodney lets out a mildly surprised and deeply pleasured, "Ohh…" The cat then begins to slide his mouth up and down Rodney's shaft. He only goes partway at first, but he gradually starts to take it in deeper and deeper. An absolutely enraptured Rodney then says through deep breaths, "Cyrus… How- can this… be your- first time…?" Such praise only encourages the cat to get even more into it.

After a time, as Rodney pants and even lets out some small moans, his hips suddenly give a small buck toward the cat's face before he urgently says, "W-wait Cyrus…! Let's take a breather!"

Cyrus removes his mouth from the rat and is quick to apologize. "Sorry, did I-"

But Rodney interrupts him immediately. "No, no- you did nothing wrong at all. Quite the opposite. Had you carried on like that… I fear I would have shot right into your mouth!"

There's a mix of surprise, happiness, and embarrassment in Cyrus's voice when he responds, "Oh!" He then sits down on the bed next to the rat again.

"Whew…" Rodney seems to calm down some and earnestly says, "Honestly… How in the world are you so good at that without having any practice?"

Cyrus bashfully answers, "Well I- did kind of… practice on… myself…"

A look of surprise overtakes Rodney's face for a moment before he playfully responds, "You're pulling my leg!"

Cyrus is quick to reply, "No really! I can actually- you know… suck my own…" He seems shy about finishing that sentence out loud.

Rodney enthusiastically says, "Oh this I have to see!" He's then quick to more calmly state, "I do believe you. It's just that, if you don't mind of course, I truly would love to see that."

Cyrus seems a little embarrassed, but not unhappy as he responds, "Uh- alright…"

He scooches to the back of the bed and puts his head down on a pillow, laying the rest of his body flat. The rat stands up to more comfortably observe him before he lifts his own legs up, then his hips, and he starts to arch everything back toward his head. Next he starts to arch his chest and neck, and he grabs his shaft with one paw to hold it in a good position. He then gets his mouth over his own tip and starts to suck on it a little as he lets go with his paw.

Now he uses his arms to brace against his hips, and he pushes and stretches everything as much as he can without hurting himself, taking his own shaft deeper and deeper into his mouth. He isn't able to go all the way, but he does manage to cover about 80% of his shaft with his mouth. His eyes shyly look over at the rat, who looks quite impressed with him.

Rodney briefly licks part of his own lip before saying in a flirty and praising tone, "Aren't you a flexible cat?" Said cat's face looks just a little surprised at how into this Rodney is getting. After a brief moment however, he gets ahold of himself and says, "That's quite impressive Cyrus. Thank you for showing me."

Cyrus takes that as his cue to pull out of his own mouth and stretch back out on the bed. He sounds a little surprised, but also a little happy when he says, "Well, I'm glad you liked it."

Rodney sits back down on the bed as he says, "Frankly I wouldn't mind seeing that some more- another time perhaps." He then places a paw on the cat's leg as he considerately asks, "Though are you alright? You didn't strain yourself did you?"

Cyrus casually replies, "I'm fine. That can be a little tough to do, but it's worth it sometimes. Though if I get- too carried away, it can leave my back feeling pretty sore."

Rodney rubs the cat's leg a little while expressing genuine sympathy when he says, "Poor thing…" He then pulls his own legs up into bed and crawls closer to the cat, seductively saying, "This time around, why don't you just relax and let me do the work?"

Cyrus happily if shyly responds, "S- sure." And with that, the rat lowers himself down before starting to gently suck on his tip.

Cyrus begins to breathe a little heavier as Rodney continues sucking, and swirling his tongue around. The rat simply teases his tip like that for a time before he slowly slides down his shaft, taking the entirety of it into his mouth. The cat lets out a small sigh from how good it feels. The rat then slides his tongue and mouth back up the shaft, then back down, over and over again.

It doesn't take long before Cyrus is continuously panting and sighing. His toes start curling, and he tries his best to say what he's feeling through his heavy breathing. "Oh- gods… Hahh… So much- better than-… Hahh…"

He can't quite bring himself to continue trying to talk, though what he had managed to say was enough to get a small, muffled chuckle from Rodney's currently stuffed mouth.

The rat then picks up the pace a little, still not going overly fast, but neither is he going as slowly or gently as before. A couple significant moans escape from Cyrus's mouth before he starts to say, "Rodney! I- _ aahhh! _"

The cat had been attempting to warn him, but the warning came too late, as the cat himself also came.

Rodney is at first surprised by the shot of seed into his mouth, but he then gets a sort of satisfied look in his eyes as he holds his mouth tightly closed at the very bottom of the cat's shaft. He swallows every drop he can as more seed shoots into his throat with every twitch of the cat's hips. Then when the cat finally settles down, Rodney tries to suck up everything he can as he slowly pulls his mouth away.

With that now over, Cyrus looks apologetic as he says, "Sorry…"

Rodney reassuringly tells him, "You've nothing to be sorry for."

Yet Cyrus sounds disappointed when he says, "But- it was over so quickly. And- honestly, there was- more I wanted to try. I wish I'd lasted longer…"

It's then Rodney who seems apologetic, gently rubbing the cat's leg while saying, "I'm sorry for that. For a moment I forgot about it being your first time, and about how worked up you already were. I should have-"

Cyrus interrupts him in an almost scolding tone, saying, "Don't _ you _ apologize. You were-" His tone then changes to an enamored one as he finishes saying, "wonderful… It isn't your fault."

Rodney lets out a "Heh," before he crawls up the bed, until he's hovering face-to-face over the cat. The cat looks a little pleased with the sight of this. Rodney then lightheartedly says with a smile, "Well it certainly isn't your _ fault. _So don't you apologize either."

Cyrus smiles affectionately as he playfully responds, "Okay, you win. It's neither of our faults."

Rodney simply replies with a satisfied, "Good." Then he lowers his body down to lean in for a kiss. The cat happily reciprocates.

Once the kiss breaks, Cyrus has a surprisingly seductive tone coming from him when he says, "Now, if you don't mind…" He then taps one of his digits against his own mouth as he continues, "I'd like to return the favor- and have you finish up in here. It's the least I could do."

Rodney looks surprised, but then gets a flirtatious smile as he says, "If that's what you want." In response the cat sits up a bit against the head of the bed, and Rodney adjusts his own position to crouch over the cat, hanging his loins in front of his face. Rodney then smoothly says, "I'm all yours."

Cyrus suddenly seems a bit more like his usual, less confident self as he tries to explain, "Actually… I was thinking maybe you could- you know… I kinda want- to see what it's like…" He sounds particularly embarrassed and meek as he finally says, "to have you- push your way- into my mouth. If that's okay…"

Rodney is once again surprised, but then smiles and rubs the cat's head fur as he lovingly says, "Sweet cat. Of course that's okay." The cat smiles in response, then Rodney softly mentions, "If it's a bit too much, just give me a tap on the thigh, alright?"

Cyrus nods and simply replies, "Mhm!" He looks even happier now from the gentle concern the rat just showed him.

"Okay then…" Rodney very slowly pushes his entire shaft into the cat's mouth. As there was no hint of protest, he then starts to repeatedly pull out partway before shoving his way back in. He keeps a slow and gentle pace to start with, though it's still enough to get his breathing a little heavier, especially once the cat clamps down his mouth as much as he can without biting. When Rodney feels that, he lets out a pleasured sigh and says, "That's… very nice Cyrus…"

He soon eases into a more steady grinding pace. As he goes on, he starts to pant almost like the cat had earlier. Then without warning, he suddenly notices a soft and gentle paw feeling around his balls, eliciting a small moan from him. He warns the cat, "Cyrus I- don't know if- I'll last long- at this rate." The cat doesn't seem to mind, simply continuing to sensually feel around his balls. With that in mind, he picks up the pace a bit more.

Then, as the cat senses a certain kind of tension, he gently grasps Rodney's balls and pulls downward. This sends him over the edge, causing him to moan noticeably louder than before as he starts to unload his seed into the cat's throat. He then begins to gently stroke the cat's head fur as he finishes.

In a few moments he settles down, and the cat tries to suck up what he can as Rodney slowly pulls out. Once he's fully out of the cat's mouth, he's able to see a contented look on his face as he licks his own lips and swallows one more time.

Rodney smiles and strokes from the top of the cat's head to the back a few times while saying, "You are a sweet cat." He then pulls the cat onto his side and into a hug as he lays down. With that, he softly asks, "What do you say we just stay like this for a while?"

Cyrus serenely responds, "That sounds nice."

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Some time later, as Rodney and Cyrus are still relaxing in bed while draped in each other's arms, the rat's stomach suddenly gives a quiet rumble.

Rodney gently rubs the cat's back while softly saying, "Hey, Cyrus?"

Cyrus responds with a very relaxed sounding, "Hmm?"

"I'm feeling a bit hungry. Would you care for anything down in the kitchen?"

"Sure. I'll join you."

The two let go of each other, and as the rat gets out of bed Cyrus takes a big stretch. He then notices the rat heading straight for the door and asks, "Not going to get dressed?"

Rodney stops at the doorway and turns to face the cat with a mischievous grin. "I thought we might be a little adventurous and head downstairs as we are."

Cyrus tilts his head for a moment, but then smiles a bit and lightheartedly replies, "Alright. Sure."

Rodney waits by the door for a moment as the cat gets out of bed and walks over to him. The two then exit into the hallway after which Rodney says, "One moment," and stops in the bathroom to wash his paws.

Cyrus can't help but watch him and once again admire his form. He quickly looks away however when the rat glances back at him with a knowing smile.

Once the rat dries his paws and exits the bathroom, Cyrus tells him, "I'll be right behind you," before proceeding to wash his own paws. The rat gives him some space, but waits in the hallway just out of view. When Cyrus then exits the bathroom and sees that the rat waited for him, he lets out a quiet, "Oh!"

Rodney jovially asks, "Shall we?" before heading downstairs with the cat following close behind. Once they're inside the kitchen proper, Rodney says to him in good humor, "At the risk of sounding rather stereotypical, I do enjoy my tea. I think I'll prepare some before getting us a snack. Would you like some as well?"

Cyrus sounds a little confused when he responds, "Liking tea is a stereotype?"

Rodney opens a cabinet as he replies, "Well… I do consider myself something of a gentleman. And then there's-" he stops to gesture around the room briefly as he says, "my aesthetic tastes."

Cyrus sounds amused when he responds, "I guess I see your point." He then remembers to give an actual answer to the question from before. "Anyway, I've enjoyed tea before. It's been quite a while; I wouldn't mind having some again."

Rodney seems pleased when he asks, "Is there any particular kind you'd like?" He tilts his head toward the open cabinet as he adds, "I have a number of varieties."

"Let me take a look." Cyrus walks over to the cabinet as the rat steps aside. He then peers inside and carefully rummages through some little boxes. His eyes suddenly light up as he exclaims, "Ooh!" and grabs one. It's a box of raspberry flavored tea that he holds up to the rat as he asks, "Can we have this one?"

Rodney gently takes it from him while happily replying, "Ah, good choice! This should pair well with our snack."

The rat sets the box on the counter for now as Cyrus asks, "What are we having?"

Rodney opens another cabinet and grabs a pair of teacups as he ponders, "Hmm… Perhaps something light for now…" He places a teabag into each cup and closes the box back up, during which time he says, "I've always been partial to some simple peanut butter and crackers. Would that be alright with you?"

Cyrus casually replies, "Sounds good to me."

The rat puts the box away, then gets out a teakettle and begins pouring water into it as Cyrus playfully says, "You know, I'dve almost expected cheese and crackers over peanut butter and crackers."

Rodney responds in wry amusement, "Ah, that old stereotype…" He sounds casual and unbothered as he then asks, "Did you know most rats don't actually like cheese that much?"

Cyrus sounds just a little surprised as he responds, "No actually." He pauses for a moment, then as the rat gets the stove going, he apologetically says, "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

The cat stops mid-sentence and stands there uncertain, seemingly thinking to himself. Rodney then replies, with a hint of annoyance, "It's quite alright Cyrus."

Feeling the silence that follows, he turns toward the cat to speak more gently. "Don't fret. I know you didn't mean anything by it." He lightheartedly adds, "Besides, there are far worse stereotypes about rats."

Cyrus tries to cheer up and manages a small smile, though he still sounds a little awkward when he replies, "Yeah…"

Rodney casually suggests, "Why don't we sit for now? I'll prepare our snack once we're waiting for the tea to cool."

Cyrus no longer sounds so somber or awkward as he responds, "Okay." The two then sit across from each other at the kitchen table, and Cyrus muses, "I guess if we both fit our stereotypes, we wouldn't get along so well."

Rodney thoughtfully replies, "Hm, I suppose not. There is a certain history between our species." He sounds more lighthearted when he adds, "But that's nothing to do with you and I. Hardly something worth worrying over."

Cyrus happily responds, "I agree!" Though he deflates a little when he adds, "I wish everyone felt that way."

Rodney solemnly states, "Some have their reasons Cyrus."

Cyrus somberly replies, "I know… It's just- disheartening. Sometimes frustrating." He lets out a small sigh, but regains a little bit of a smile in the middle of saying, "I'm- really glad I met you."

Rodney smiles in turn and sincerely says, "As am I."

Cyrus then sounds rather amused as he mentions, "I can't believe I met someone like you from- something like that!"

Rodney sounds a little amused himself when he asks, "The tavern posting?"

"Yeah."

"I daresay that was rather bold of you all things considered! Perhaps bordering on reckless."

Cyrus sounds a little incredulous at first when he replies, "_ Bold? Reckless_ I'll give you, but I don't know about me being bold. I was almost as nervous as a lost little kitten!" He almost laughs as he adds, "You even asked me if I was lost the first moment you saw me!"

Rodney actually does laugh before he responds, "I suppose I did!" He then calms a little before he continues, "But you know Cyrus, being bold doesn't mean that you're fearless. It just means you can push past your fears to reach for what you want. I'd say you've been _ very _ bold today."

Cyrus sounds unconvinced at first when he says, "Mm, I still don't feel like I've been very bold." He seems to relent however as he says, "But- I guess I see your point."

Rodney however doesn't seem satisfied with that when he responds, "Oh come now! Not even in the bedroom? Cyrus, you can't tell me you weren't bold in there."

Cyrus still sounds uncertain when he asks, "You think so?"

Rodney sincerely says, "Quite honestly, you did more than I expected you to during your first time."

Cyrus seems a little happy when he replies, "Really?"

Rodney responds with a nod of his head and an approving sort of, "Mmmmhm." The cat looks a little embarrassed, but in a good and happy sort of way. Rodney then goes on to ask, somewhat flirtatiously, "Didn't you also say there was something else you wanted to try?"

Cyrus shifts a little in his seat and shyly responds, "Mm, yeah…"

Rodney slyly leans forward and rests his chin on a paw as he says, "I don't suppose you'd like to tell me?"

Cyrus makes a drawn out and embarrassed sort of "Mmmmm" sound, then pauses before bashfully replying, "I'm worried if I think too much about it I'm going to drip on your chair, or your floor."

Rodney straightens up in his seat as he wholeheartedly laughs. He then says, while still sounding amused, "That's no concern Cyrus. I can clean up after your visit."

Cyrus shyly droops in his seat with a little "mrf" before pausing again. He then tries to say, with each word being quieter than the last, "Well… I wanted to try having you…"

When he doesn't continue, Rodney teasingly responds, "Hmm?"

Cyrus takes in a breath and more clearly says, "I wanted to try having you-!" He pauses again, before forcing himself to blurt out, " I wanted to try feeling you inside me!" He then stares at the table so strongly one might think it were the most interesting sight in the world, before he meekly adds, "And not just- in my mouth…"

Rodney rhetorically asks, "So you wanted to go all the way then?" He sounds more excited as he adds, "_ During your first encounter with sex? _ You see Cyrus! You are bold."

Cyrus, still staring at the table, sounds like he half accepts this notion when he replies, "I guess…"

Rodney pauses for a moment, then sounds deep in thought when he says, "What I don't understand is… If you were that eager, what drove you to come here rather than ask anyone at the tavern for a good time? Surely someone there would have been interested."

Cyrus tilts his head for a brief moment, then finally looks directly at the rat again as he replies, "That's true. Somebody did actually offer."

Before the cat can say anything more, Rodney chimes in saying, "I knew it! There had to be someone there with taste." The cat smiles a little in response, looking moreso amused than flattered. Rodney follows up by asking, "What happened then? I suppose that man wasn't your type? Oh! Or was it actually not a man who made advances on you?"

Cyrus shakes his head and answers, "No, it was a man. He just… wasn't my type I guess, like you said." He both looks and sounds a little shy when he says, "I didn't- feel attracted to him the way I have with you." The rat smiles a sweet sort of smile at that as Cyrus adds, "And looks aside, I just didn't really like the way he felt to me either."

Rodney muses, "Came on a bit strong perhaps?"

"Something like that… He noticed how my attention was more focused on all the male patrons so- he decided to approach me but… there was just something about the way he was talking to me- the words he chose- that I didn't- like- I guess."

"Hm… I suppose some of the men around here — even the gay ones that is — can be rather- how should I say this… blunt perhaps, if not outright uncouth."

Cyrus responds with a slightly somber, "Yeah…" before thoughtfully stating, "I'll admit, it did at least feel sorta nice that someone was showing that kind of interest in me. But I just… did not feel like he was the right person for me to do that with."

Rodney enthusiastically says, "That was likely the right decision!" He then playfully adds, "Though you still took a gamble by coming here instead."

Cyrus smiles and says in good humor, "I know," before going on to say, "But no one else there that day really caught my eye either, so- I don't know… I just figured I'd see what happened when I got here, and hoped for the best."

Rodney notes with some surprise, "You really found no one else there attractive?"

Cyrus once again tilts his head in thought for a moment, then replies, "I don't think so? Not like- to where I felt comfortable thinking about getting into bed with them."

Rodney ponders, "Perhaps you were simply too nervous…? Or perhaps you just have rather particular preferences."

Cyrus responds, with a hint of uncertainty, "I think it's the latter… I did say before, sometimes I just- feel like maybe I'm- not as comfortable with sex as most people."

Rodney flirtatiously retorts, "You got rather comfortable with me upstairs."

Cyrus somewhat shyly, yet also happily replies, "That's true." He pauses in thought for a moment before musing, "I guess it's possible I'll get more comfortable with it over time, thanks to you. Though- I think… there's something about- you specifically… It's not just your body that helped me feel comfortable enough to push forward." He sounds a little shy once again when he adds, "Not that it isn't nice to look at."

Rodney chuckles before charmingly responding, "Well thank you. I admit I've been rather enjoying the view from here myself."

Cyrus lets out a small noise of either surprise, embarrassment, or both, before asking in a playfully accusatory sort of way, "Is this why you wanted to come down here naked? Just wanted to get us both riled up again?"

Rodney lets out a couple genuine laughs, then very mischievously replies, "Who can say?"

Cyrus shakes his head with a smile and lightheartedly says, "Myyy goodness…"

Rodney suddenly seems like he's taking the conversation a little more seriously when he says, "Though getting back to the topic of preferences… I think perhaps you and I are alike, in that we have different preferences from many of the men around here."

Cyrus curiously replies, "Really?"

"Mhm. For instance-" Rodney seems particularly happy as he mentions, "You paid me a lovely compliment about my body, and I confess I was rather moved." The cat smiles softly at that as Rodney goes on to explain, "I've often found that there's a desire for men who are either much larger than I — be they muscular or mushy — or for men even smaller than I. I have felt attractive to others before mind you, however I've never felt so… perfectly someone's type."

Cyrus tenderly replies, "Well, you certainly are my type, I won't deny that."

There's a flash of mild surprise on Rodney's face which quickly turns into a look of adoration. He shifts a little in his seat as he meaningfully says, "Perhaps I was a bit hasty in preparing tea…" He then sighs in mild disappointment before adding, "But- I do believe it would be best for us to eat something first. And surely it won't be long now before the water's ready. I suppose we'll just have to wait."

Cyrus sounds vaguely hopeful when he asks, "You mean- you- want to do more? Upstairs?"

Rodney earnestly replies, "I would rather like to, yes. So long as you're up to it."

Cyrus swallows before saying with a kind of nervous excitement, "I'd love to."

Rodney cheerfully responds, "Wonderful!" He then teasingly adds, "We can do that last thing you wanted to try."

Cyrus simply gives a small nod with an affirmative "Mm."

A moment later he shifts in his seat before looking down in mild surprise. When he looks back up his expression becomes apologetic for a moment, but he then starts to look more teasing as he says, "You know Rodney, it's your own fault you're going to need to clean this chair."

Rodney laughs a little in response, then slyly states, "As I said before, it's no concern." The cat's teasing look turns into more of a happy smile in response.

Rodney then holds a paw to his chin in thought as he says, "You know, I feel there was something else I was going to say…" After a moment he relaxes his arm again as he exclaims, "Ah! Yes, yes, preferences… I was just saying how I felt you and I were perhaps alike, yet different from many of the other men around here."

"Oh right!" The cat also seemed to have forgotten what they were talking about a mere moment ago. Now that he's remembered, he asks, "Were you talking about more than just body types?"

"Mhm, I was just about to. You see… Well- we simply cuddled together for a long while, and I quite enjoyed that, didn't you?"

Cyrus sounds surprised that was even a question from the way he exclaims, "Of course! It's-" He calms down significantly as he continues, "it's so nice to be held like that- and to be able to hold someone too." He can't help sounding a little sad when he finishes by saying, "I… I've been without that for too long."

Rodney sounds a little sad himself for a moment when he responds, "Ohh Cyrus…" He gently continues, "I don't know what you've been through until today, but I'm glad I could be here for you now."

Cyrus very earnestly replies, "Me too."

"Is there anything you'd like to get off your chest? While we're just sitting here waiting for our tea."

Cyrus shakes his head while replying, "Mm-mm. Not right now, but- maybe another time. What were you going to say?"

Rodney sounds as though he's trying to get his thoughts back on track when he answers, "Oh, well…" He then sounds more normal when he continues, "Right. So, clearly, we both rather enjoyed our cuddles. Truth be told… while it hasn't been so long since I've held another man, I confess I've been doing without cuddles quite like that myself."

Cyrus tilts his head for just a moment with a little, "Hm?" He then curiously asks, "What do you mean?"

"Well, cuddling has been short-lived in my experiences. Just a brief bit of foreplay before the main event, as it were."

Cyrus sounds a little surprised and perhaps disappointed on Rodney's behalf when he says, "Oh."

Rodney acknowledges that sentiment with a nod and a small "Mm." He then continues, "As for the sex itself — not to say that I haven't enjoyed myself mind you — but my partners have often tended to… have different priorities than I. Less interested in the intimacy of it all, moreso wanting a lot of roughness perhaps. And sometimes they enjoy being rather crass- if not a bit insulting. Or perhaps they even want me to be the one to insult them."

Cyrus both looks and sounds rather confused at that last comment when he responds, "Ehh?"

Rodney gets an amused smile as he says, "There are _ all kinds _ of interests when it comes to sex Cyrus."

Cyrus blinks, then with a hint of surprise still left he replies, "I guess I'm kind of naïve about the whole thing." He then indifferently concludes, "As long as they're having fun I guess."

Rodney nods again as he nonchalantly says, "Indeed Cyrus. Some men want to dominate others in the bedroom, and some men want to _ be _ dominated. There's nothing wrong with that at all, although I've never felt terribly interested in any of it myself. Which is to say…" He starts to sound more earnest as he says, "What you and I shared upstairs earlier… that mutual respect, that gentle intimacy… I've been missing that. I've needed that, perhaps almost as much as you have."

Before anything more can be said, a loud squealing noise suddenly fills the room. Rodney turns his head toward the stove and says, "Ah! That'll be our tea." He immediately gets up, leaving the cat in stunned silence as he goes to halt that awful noise. He then stops the flame, and begins pouring boiling water out from the kettle into their teacups.

As he's finishing that up, Cyrus gets up from his seat too and walks over to the rat before saying, "Hey, Rodney?"

Rodney looks up at him and simply responds, "Hm?" He then sets the kettle down while asking, "What is it Cyrus?"

The cat immediately embraces him. It catches him off-guard for a moment, but he barely hesitates in lovingly returning the hug.

As they hold each other in their arms, Cyrus says, "I had no idea… this was so meaningful for you too. I'm really glad- I mean… Genuinely, I'm sorry you've been missing this so badly. But I'm really glad- that I could do something like this for you too."

Rodney gently rubs the cat's back as he fondly says, "I know I've said this before, but you can be quite the sweetheart Cyrus."

Cyrus warmly responds, "You are too."

With that, the two can't help but stand there enjoying their embrace for a little longer. It doesn't get them all riled up this time; it's simply a tender moment of appreciation between two souls who are already beginning to care very deeply about each other.

Once the moment passes and the two part, Rodney turns his attention back to their refreshments. "Won't be long until our tea is ready to drink. Let me go ahead and get our snack ready."

"Okay. I can set our tea down at the table while you do that."

Rodney appreciatively responds, "Ah, thank you," and moves toward a cabinet as Cyrus takes hold of the teacups. While the cat is cautiously taking the full cups over to the table and setting them down, the rat gets out a pair of plates and butter knives before also pulling out a box of crackers. He starts to arrange them on the plates as the cat walks back over and stands by waiting.

Rodney asks him, "Is this enough for you? I've plenty more I can share."

"That looks fine to me. Thanks for asking though!"

Rodney gives a simple cheerful "Mhm!" in response as he gets out a jar of peanut butter and opens it. He then leaves it there to put the crackers away while telling the cat, "Help yourself!"

Cyrus does just that and starts spreading some peanut butter over his crackers, the rat joining him in but a moment.

When the two finish, Rodney cheerfully declares, "Alright, let's eat!"

Cyrus simply replies, "Yeah!" and takes his plate over to the table. The rat quickly seals up the peanut butter and stores it away before joining him.

Once they're both seated and ready, Cyrus takes the first bite and lets out a pleased, "Mm!" After he chews a bit, he lets out an even more enthusiastic, "Mmm!" The rat eats more quietly, though he looks like he's also enjoying it well enough. After Cyrus swallows he excitedly remarks, "I know it's just peanut butter and crackers, but these are so good!"

Rodney also swallows before replying, "Sometimes it's the simple things in life." He then adds in an almost proud tone, "And quality ingredients can make quite a difference."

"I'll say!" Cyrus is quick to take another bite.

After the two have each eaten a few crackers, Rodney examines the contents of his teacup before he lifts it up, blows on it, and tries taking a sip. When he does he lets out an "Mm," of his own, then swallows and remarks, "Perfect!" He removes the teabag and places it on his plate.

Cyrus had already gone for another cracker during that time, but he then follows the rat's example and similarly enjoys the tea. "Mm! This is pretty good too. I do love raspberry."

"Yes, an excellent choice I must say. Perhaps another time I should get some jam."

Cyrus excitedly responds, "Oooh, that would be good." The rat smiles at his earnest enthusiasm before they continue eating and drinking.

In due time they both clear their plates and empty their teacups, at which time Cyrus cheerfully says, "That was a nice snack! Thank you."

Rodney happily replies, "You're more than welcome." Just a moment of silence passes before he then seductively says, "With that out of the way…"

With that statement left hanging in the air, Cyrus suddenly sits up a little bit straighter while getting a nervously excited smile, and he asks, "Up- stairs?"

Rodney nods and gently says, "Mhm. Any time you're ready."

Cyrus stands up and says, "I'm- ready." But before he goes anywhere he adds, "Though would you like some help cleaning up first?"

Rodney's flirtatious smile becomes more of a normal happy one before he replies, "Fret not, I'll see to that myself later."

Cyrus nods and somewhat excitedly says, "Alright. Let's- go then!" This time the rat follows behind him as he heads for the stairs first, though before he reaches the bedroom he stops and says, "Actually, let me use your bathroom before we get started."

"Yes, I believe I'll do that as well." Rodney gestures toward the bathroom and politely says, "After you."

The cat goes in and closes the door behind him, after which Rodney can hear the sounds of peeing, a flush of the toilet, and the sink running for a few moments. After the cat exits and heads to the bedroom, Rodney doesn't bother to close the door while he does what he needs to.

Once he reaches the bedroom himself, he finds that the is cat lying on the bed in what some might call a seductive pose. He chuckles at first, which makes the cat sort of pout, but then he offers the cat some praise. "Not bad Cyrus." That quickly turns the cat's pout into a smile.

Rodney climbs onto the bed himself, and the cat lays himself flat against a pillow before Rodney crawls up to hover over him. They seem to mutually enjoy this sight just as much as the last time. Both of them are already quite hard when Rodney gently asks, "Still want to do what you told me about in the kitchen?" The cat silently nods a couple times in response, to which Rodney tenderly says, "Alright. But let's- get a bit warmed up first, so to speak."

Cyrus simply replies with a soft, "Okay."

Rodney then leans down for a long, deep kiss, which Cyrus gladly reciprocates.

When they first part with the familiar sight of a strand of saliva connecting their tongues, the cat can't help himself and leans up for even more kissing. The rat is perfectly happy to oblige. Then as they continue to make out, he runs a paw through the cat's soft chest fur while running another paw through the fur on the back of his head. The cat does the same to him in return.

After some more time spent passionately kissing and touching each other, Rodney once again breaks from the kiss and briefly stops stroking Cyrus's fur. The cat lays his arms down only for the rat to then lay kisses on his neck, shoulders, and chest. This new experience seems to get the cat even more worked up as he lets out a captivated sigh.

The rat then starts to gently stroke Cyrus's shaft while once again rubbing a paw through his chest fur, all while continuing to kiss his neck and shoulders. Cyrus starts to breathe noticeably heavier, then lovingly strokes the rat's head fur before half-jokingly saying, "Don't- don't get me- _ too _ worked up now."

Rodney chuckles before responding, "Just having a bit of fun. But I think that's enough for now." He lets go of the cat's shaft and stops stroking his fur, then leans in for one more short kiss on the mouth before getting up from the bed.

Cyrus lets out a quick "Hm?" before asking, "Is something up?" The rat stops and turns toward him with a smug sort of smile. He returns a confused look at first, before the realization of what he just said dawns on him and he lightheartedly says, "Oh gods, you know what I mean."

Rodney laughs a little before turning back to a dresser and saying, "Just getting a few things we need before we can continue."

Cyrus curiously responds, "Oh?"

The rat soon returns to the bed holding a little packet in one paw, and a bottle of thick fluid in the other. Cyrus then asks, without any hint of joking, "What are those for?"

Despite the cat's sincerity, Rodney can't help but ask, "You're serious?"

Cyrus seems pretty embarrassed when he says, "I… haven't really talked to anyone about this stuff. I only know it's supposed to feel good somehow when you- you know…"

Rodney warmly smiles and gently responds, "Nothing to be ashamed of. In hindsight, it's not so surprising you didn't get the chance to learn about it. But everyone learns about these things in their own time."

He sets the bottle down and tears open the packet to reveal a rubber condom, which he then holds up while saying, "See this?" He proceeds to unroll it across his shaft before explaining, "In essence, this will keep things a little cleaner and safer for both of us, considering where I'll be sticking this thing momentarily."

Cyrus seems to consider some of the implications judging from the way he says, "That- does make sense." He then curiously asks, "Does it still feel as good with that on though?"

"Well… that depends on who you ask. Some don't even notice the difference. Personally, I do think it feels a bit better without it-" Rodney suddenly takes on a sensuous tone as he says, "but I promise you, this will still feel plenty good for both of us."

Cyrus once again gets that nervously excited sort of smile for a moment in response. His expressions becomes more neutral again however before he asks, "Would you ever want to try it without that on?"

Rodney sounds a little deep in thought when he replies, "Well, perhaps… Though for now I think it would be best to keep it on."

Cyrus cheerfully responds, "Okay. I trust you on that one."

Rodney gives him a pleased smile in response. He then grabs the bottle and clicks part of it open before saying, "As for this, I'll be applying it generously to myself as well as to the inside and outside of your hole. Trust me when I say you _ do not _ want someone going inside your rear without something like this."

Cyrus sounds mildly surprised when he responds, "Oh. Would it hurt without that?"

"It almost certainly would, never mind the damage it might cause."

Cyrus sounds a little concerned now when he responds, "Damage?"

Rodney seems a little serious when he explains, "Yes. One can get hurt through sex Cyrus. I promise you I'll do everything I can to make sure it doesn't hurt, but it'll be up to you to tell me if it still does. I'll need to know right away so I can either be more gentle, or stop if necessary."

Cyrus hesitantly responds, "O- kay…"

Rodney places a paw on the cat's shoulder and gently asks, "Still feeling good about this? We don't have to do it if you're unsure." He then slyly adds, "There are plenty of other ways we can make each other feel good, as you know."

Cyrus smiles sweetly, then earnestly replies, "Thank you. But- after the way you've treated me today, if there's anyone I'd trust with this, it's you. I'm sure it'll be alright."

Rodney smiles lovingly at him in return and says, "Alright." Then before doing anything else, he leans in to share another deep kiss.

After that, he squeezes the bottle over his shaft and strokes himself a bit to spread the lubricant all around. He then gets into position near the cat's butt, and drips some lube onto one of his own digits until he has it coated thoroughly in the stuff. Finally he asks the cat, "Ready?"

After a brief pause, Cyrus somewhat seriously responds, "Ready."

Rodney then lifts up the cat's hips to drip some lube directly onto his hole. He also tries to get enough of a coating on the fur around it, then drips a little more right onto the hole before placing his lubed up digit there, and finally gently inserting it. The cat makes a small noise, and Rodney calmly asks, "How does it feel?"

"Uh… A little- weird? It doesn't hurt."

Rodney happily responds, "Good. It can feel a little strange at first, especially your first time. Going in with a finger obviously isn't the best part, but it's necessary to get you lubricated and loosened up."

"Alright. I'll- bear with it for now- and just let you know if it hurts."

Rodney sounds pleased with that response when he says, "Perfect." He slowly takes his digit back out, drips a little extra lube onto it, and gently inserts it again. This time he moves his digit around in there a bit, really trying to spread that fluid around even on the inside of Cyrus. Then he takes his digit back out and repeats the process.

It seems to become easier for the rat to insert his digit, and Cyrus suddenly states, "That actually… feels a little good now? Still kind of weird."

Rodney sounds glad when he responds, "That's a good sign." He continues to push and pull his digit in and out, no longer adding any more lube to it or being quite as gentle.

Soon he lubes up a second digit before slowly, gently inserting both at the same time. "Just working on getting you loosened up before we really get started."

"Makes- sense. Two now huh?"

"Mhm."

"It really does feel… a little weirdly good now."

Rodney chuckles and says, "Good. With any luck, it will only feel even better soon."

Once the two digits become easier to insert, the rat starts trying to gently force them apart from each other while still inside of Cyrus. He then takes his free paw and suddenly strokes Cyrus's tip, causing him to let out surprised yet pleased, "Ohh!"

Rodney explains, "This also might help in a way. I'll try not to overdo it."

Cyrus half-jokingly responds, "Yeah- don't want me finishing before you even really get inside me."

Rodney slyly replies, "I bet you'll be a little more resilient this time. But I'll be careful."

Soon he lets go of the cat's tip, then reapplies some lube to his own covered shaft before pressing his tip to the cat's hole.

Cyrus somewhat nervously asks, "This is it huh?"

Rodney reassuringly says, "I'll be very gentle."

Cyrus calmly replies, "I know."

Rodney then gently starts to say, "Do me a favor."

Cyrus interjects, "Tell you right away if it hurts?"

Rodney nods while saying, "That too. But also, try to stay relaxed. If you feel yourself tensing up, I need you to breathe and try to relax your muscles, especially those in and around your butt. Alright?"

Cyrus sounds a little surprised yet still calm when he answers, "Oh, okay. I'll try."

"Alright… Here we go." Rodney pushes forward gently, but his tip doesn't go in at all and he backs off. Undeterred, he then pushes forward again just as gently, and to the same result. But he keeps trying, and soon the cat's hole starts to give a little.

Cyrus seems to feel his hole starting to give too, judging from the way he says, "Weird… You're not even- inside me yet, but that sorta feels good. Better than before- even."

Rodney lets out a small "Heh," and seductively says, "just you wait."

He tries grabbing the cat's tip again, and it somehow seems to help. He soon feels his own tip pop inside the cat's hole, drawing out a big breath from the both of them.

Rodney then pulls back out and applies a little more lube before continuing. Every time he feels a little too much resistance, he pulls back again before trying to push farther inward. In this way he gradually loosens the cat up, and avoids hurting him by going in too deep too quickly.

Cyrus is breathing heavier again for a bit before he suddenly says, "That's… really starting- to feel good- Rodney."

Rodney responds in a low but soft voice, "It is isn't it? I'm glad you're feeling it too."

Not too long afterward, he finds that his shaft is about halfway inside of the cat, and from there he's able to gently push the entire rest of it inside, drawing out a small moan from the two of them.

Rodney gently asks through heavy breaths, "Feeling okay?"

Cyrus lets out a little "Heh," and responds through his own heavier breaths, "_ Very okay._"

Rodney then smiles and says, "Good. Then… let's stay like this a moment. Get you used to it."

Cyrus contently says, "Okay."

Then without another word, Rodney arches forward and engages Cyrus in a passionate kiss, even while having his own shaft buried deep inside the cat's other end.

As the two begin to stroke each other's fur with their paws while kissing, they look to be in absolute bliss together, especially the cat. His shaft really starts to leak onto himself in the heat of the moment.

After a bit, Rodney breaks the kiss and straightens up as they both pant. He then softly says, "Alright. Let's continue."

He pulls out of the cat and applies more lube to himself before gently sliding his way back in. It definitely goes in a little easier this time, though it still takes a noticeable push. It still gets a pleasured sigh out of both of them too.

The next time he pulls back, he only pulls back most of the way without actually pulling out, then he slides back in from there. It's a slow, gentle movement, and he still pauses for a notable amount of time after getting all the way back in.

He repeats that motion again, but then he does pull out completely and applies more lube to himself one more time. He then gently inserts himself again and goes back to only pulling back partway, slowly repeating that motion a number of times.

Once it starts to feel truly easier to glide back and forth, and the cat really starts to sound like he's enjoying it even more, Rodney picks up the pace a bit. His rhythm now almost perfectly mirrors that of a grandfather clock's swinging pendulum; tick, tock, tick, tock, in, out, in, out.

As his panting and the cat's grow even heavier, he arches forward to kiss the cat and stroke his fur all over again, even as he continues thrusting in and out of him at the same steady pace. The cat strokes Rodney's fur too, and also gives some slight pushes of his hips against the shaft that's thrusting into him, which only makes the sensations even greater for the both of them.

After some time spent like this, Cyrus breaks away from the kiss while panting heavily and says, "R- Rodney…" The rat stops for a moment and listens intently. Cyrus then does his best to talk. "Th- this is… my favorite- thing we've done… I love this- so much."

The cat then lets out a moan as Rodney immediately resumes thrusting. He then says very genuinely, "Me- me too- Cyrus… I'm glad- you told me."

That moment of confession from Cyrus has a strong effect on Rodney. When he resumes passionately kissing the cat, he also begins to move his hips about twice as fast. Every single tick and tock of the metaphorical pendulum from earlier is now another deep thrust into the cat's hole, with those moments of the rat pulling back occurring entirely within the space between each tick and tock. Yet even at this speed, there remains a genuine gentleness to the way he lovingly thrusts.

Gentle or not however, this speed is gradually pushing both men to their absolute limits. Their muffled panting and moaning is now the most intense it's been all day outside of orgasming.

In due time Cyrus emits an especially loud moan, and another one quickly follows from Rodney after he feels the cat's hole clench and tighten around his entire shaft. When he attempts to pull back again his shaft doesn't budge this time, so instead he settles for whatever small pushes he can manage while being so deeply and firmly lodged within the cat.

Cyrus's seed is the first to spray out, though Rodney's isn't too far behind. The intensity of their orgasms is noticeably stronger than earlier judging from the way they moan, and their hips each give twitch after twitch as their shafts shoot out spurt after spurt.

Soon enough though they finally start to settle down, and Cyrus immediately drops flat onto his back.

Rodney gently pulls himself out of the cat one last time, removes the rubber condom, and carelessly tosses it aside to deal with later. He then flops down next to Cyrus, the two still breathing a bit heavily for now.

He then asks the cat, "How… do you feel?"

Cyrus replies in an extremely relaxed voice, "So… good… So- relaxed… Kinda feel- like jelly."

Rodney slightly chuckles at that and responds, "Yes, I- feel a bit- like that too." He drapes an arm over the cat and says, "I just want- to hold you… for a while."

Cyrus turns onto his side and lazily scooches up against the rat before saying, "That would- be nice."

Rodney then shifts onto his side too and gently spoons the cat.

The two simply relax like that for a time, and before they know it, they both drift off into a light sleep together.

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As the light of dusk draws near, Cyrus wakes up still in Rodney's arms.

Noticing the cat stir, Rodney gently rubs his shoulder and softly says, "Ah, you awake now?"

Cyrus lets out a big yawn and sleepily replies, "Yeah… How long was I asleep?"

"I'm not sure. It wasn't too long ago that I awoke myself."

The rat lets go of Cyrus and they both get up out of bed, though the cat takes a big stretch first. He then remarks, "Whew… I still feel so relaxed."

Rodney earnestly responds, "I do as well. It's a wonderful feeling."

Cyrus smiles and sincerely says, "Yeah, it is."

After another moment Cyrus quietly says to himself, "Let's see…" as he walks over to the window to peer past the drapes. When he sees the sky outside he exclaims, " Oh! It'll be nightfall soon!" Then he calms a little before adding, "Well, soon enough at least. I can still make it back, but I better get dressed and get moving."

Rodney teasingly asks him, "Not even going to bathe first?"

Cyrus's fur bristles for a moment as he looks embarrassed, but he calms down again and replies, "I'm- sure it'll be fine. Not enough time, and I can just bathe when I get home."

Rodney then asks him a little more seriously, "You're certain you can make it back fine? You know you're more than welcome to stay the night if you're worried about being out in the dark."

Cyrus shakes his head, and while getting on some of his clothes he casually replies, "I'm sure. It'll be fine- as long as I go now. Thank you for offering though."

"Alright. As long as you're sure."

Once the two are fully dressed, they go downstairs to the front door together.

Cyrus turns to his new friend, or indeed perhaps something more than that, and says in a heartfelt sort of way, "Thank you for everything Rodney. So much."

Rodney shakes his head and half-jokingly replies, "Don't say that as if we're not going to meet again!"

Cyrus chuckles and embraces Rodney before slyly asking, "I take it I'm welcome back then?"

Rodney rubs the cat's back and sincerely says, "Dear Cyrus, I would be heartbroken if you didn't visit again."

Cyrus rubs his back in return and tenderly responds, "Don't worry. I definitely will."

As the two part from their hug, they share one more small and intimate kiss before Cyrus says, "See you soon then?"

Rodney fondly replies, "See you soon."