Hello all!

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This is Scribe being giggly and making a post on Tan's journal.

MWahahahahaha! I owns all!

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Yes, Emmy, you do owns all.

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we're commenting to each other with your journal oh GOD my side hurt from laughing.

<3<3<3<3<3<3

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YOUR SIDE?!? What about my guts? I'm busting them with the laughing!

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Considering we're in public resturant and also our MOTHERS are here and! Thing which I just now forgotten yes we ARE terrible.

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You know what we should do now? Go find PORN!

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That wuld take two seconds. woudl be worse if we tag team WROTE it.

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OK. Let's.

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Yes.

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Our mother's FAIL in taste. hoooow can you not like anime?

Okay so orginal or fandom?

For anyone reading this is now my icon. Hiy!

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Original. Let's have FUN with this.

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Fritz sneezed rapidly and then rubbed his eyes and yawned stretching.

"Hello?" he asked looking around.

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"Yo!" Sam, said, and then added, "You're blue."

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"And you're rainbow colored. Glass houses boy," Fritz sniped smirking. He swished his tail and twitched an ear at the other, "Any idea where we are?"

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"No clue," said Sam, looking around. As he watched, the blank grayness resolved into a room.

No, not a room. A budoir.

"But whereever we are, I think the authors are bored. Or insane. Or both. Thier mothers are sitting not three feet away, for goodness' sakes!"

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"I agree they're terrible. having orginal characters have sex while their mother's talk bout a boy's athsma." Fritz agreed sheding his clothes before jumping on to the bed.

"Naked time now?"

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"Absolutely," agreed Sam, as his skin shifted from blue-green to purple-red.

He stripped and jumped on the bed. "We have no shame, after all."

Or taste he added, in the privacy of his head.

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"I am required to inform you that my maker only like well written porn," Fritz said rolling his eyes before wiggling his butt and pouncing.

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"Oof," exhaled Sam when Fritz landed, skin shifting from purple-red to a sullen gray-brown. " . . . drat. Fine. We have no shame but very good taste, and I," he pulled Fritz's head down, "have at taste for giant blue cat. Now."

There followed a motion that was not so much kissing as trying to eat Fritz's mouth.

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Fritz rumbled-purred lazily and smiled into the kiss, "Good boy." He then happily wiggle all along Sam's body, fingers tracing and stroking the lines of Sam's muscles.

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Oooh, that was nice. His skin color changed again, much less faster than its usual lazy blending, going from gray to magenta-red in an instant. This was not the most important physical change, just the most visible. Fritz was lying on the most important physical change.

"More?" he breathed.

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Fritz licked the side of Sam's throat and said, "Sure."

He leveled himself up to smirk down at the aroused Sam. Fritz wiggles his hips around so they were aligned and then ground softly down.

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Sam moaned, low and deep and wanting, and gasped, "Shameless!"

He wasn't very unhappy about it, arched up to meet Fritz, panting.

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"Shame gets in the way of happy endings. Shame can go fuck its self with a rusty spoon," Fritz moaned rocking his hips. The friction was sending sparks up his spine deliciously.

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"Yes," said Sam, but not in response to Fritz' comment. He was moving too, against Fritz, with Fritz, it didn't matter.

It went far beyond good.

It wasn't enough.

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He reached a hand down to wrap around both of them. His eyes narrowed to thin slits and Fritz hissed, "You want this."

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Sam gasped and bucked up. The hand was not only big and warm and delivering friction in all the right ways, it was soft in a way that human skin wasn't.

And it had claws. They could be dangerous, if Fritz wanted them to be.

"Yes," he gasped. "Please."

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"Such an eager little thing aren't you?" Fritz rumbled a smirk tugging at his mouth.

Just the tiniest tip of a claw. Just enough to see how Sam reacted to pleasurepain.

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"Nnhg-" Sam retained enough sense not to arch into a claw as his skin flared electric blue, but just barely. "More," he begged.

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Fritz grinning in approvel, letting his other hand rub Sam's stomach in small tight circles, "Such a well behaved boy."

He pursed his lips and considered Sam, lettign the tension drag out and build.

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Yellow blossomed around his navel, where several butterflies seemed to have hatched and were now beating the inside of his stomach. That look, those hands . . . he whined, distantly shocked at how he sounded, but quite willing to do anything if it got Fritz to do something.

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His smile wided darkly as his hips rolled and his hand speed up in stoking up and down and up.

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Sam shuddered, arched so far that the only parts of him in contact with the bed were his shoulders and ass, and it still wasn't enough.

"Want," he panted.

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Fritz flicked his fingers along Sam's belly. Sam's squirming body beneath him was causing heat and presure to build.

Sam being rather easy on the eyes like this, flushed and wanton and needing, didn't hurt matters.

"So have." Fritz growled leaning forward and thrusting harder inot his hand.

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Skin on skin on fur, warm and soft and silky, and he moaned and reached up to drag Fritz down for a kiss.

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Tongues twinning together, heavy heat trapped in his hand. Smooth color changing skin beneath his other hand.

Fritz's hips rolled and thrust faster, tail snapping back and forth. Felt so *good*.

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So very good, and Sam knew he couldn't last much longer. He moaned, long and low, as Fritz thrust against him again.

Little electric-blue sparks ran up his spine, paralleled by his skin changing color yet again. When he opened his eyes, he almost felt them sparking too.

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Fritz grinned down at Sam, hand dancing up Sam's belly and chest to lightly gaze the side of sam's face.

"You're so delicious. I just want to fuck you against the wall and then swallow you whole. How many men chase after you tempting little ass?"

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Which quite neatly destroyed Sam's ability to speak for a moment.

"As many as I could ask for," he snarked when he recovered. "Not many of them are good. Are you?"

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Fritz threw back his head and laughed before making his waist swivel in his next rock forward.

"Your mouth says I'm not, but your body says hell fucking yes. Use your brain and obverse chameleon boy."

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Sam would have like to have raised an eyebrow archly and ask "Chameleon boy?" because it was a new one and he'd thought there weren't any new ones ages ago.

But then Fritz moved and his thought fled skittering like a field of disturbed butterflies. All he had left was to rock up against hard muscles and soft blue fur and gasp like he'd run a marathon.

Fritz was good, and he whimpered for more.

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His hand was at the side of Sam's head as Fritz bent over the boy and got serious. He was so close, so damn close.

But damn if he was going to come first.

"Come on boy. I wanna see you come," Fritz hissed before nipping the tip of Sam's ear.

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I wanna see you come shot through Sam's brain and ricocheted like a bullet. Or maybe it fell like a drop of water in an almost overflowing glass of water.

Almost . . .

Overflowing.

Sam came with a cry, as his skin blinked from blue to a purple so dark it was almost black.

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Wide open mouth, wide lust laden eyes, flushed gleaming skin. Sheering liquid covering Fritz's hand and both their lower bellys. Fritz's eyes rolled back as he followed Sam down into ecstasy.

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Sam lay there for a while, under the giant blue cat, while he listened to his heartbeat cool.

"Thanks," he said eventually. "I needed that."

The boudoir began to dissolve.

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Fritz chuckled and beamed, "Well as my fur is all sticky now, clearly I must got get Ram to help me... clean my self."

He luaghed happily as the bedroom finished disappearing. This had been fun!