The Illusion of Danger

Chapter 22

Mordecai's tail bristled at the bite to his neck and his brows furrowed at the sudden pulling sensation in the pit of his stomach.
"I thought we've already discussed that cannibalism was not something that was going to take place."
He stated as he flicked the light on to the bedroom and stepped inside, closing the door behind him with his foot.

Rocky bit a little more firmly, squeezing his legs around the other. After releasing the bite, he kissed the space he had placed his teeth.

"I'm not going to eat you."
Rocky giggled, placing another kiss on the older man's neck.
"I will taste you though... and you taste exactly how I thought you would."
He gave the spot an open-mouthed kiss. His pants growing ever tighter already, at just the prospect of having this man in his arms again for the night.

The tuxedo most definitely felt the lump being pressed against his abdomen. It appeared that these actions would likely be taken again tonight.
"May I at least use the facilities before we proceed? I shouldn't be longer than five minutes."
He requested, moving over to the bed to set the tabby down should he accept the request.

Rocky groaned a little, reluctant to let go, but duty calls so to speak.
"I guess so..."
He let go of the tuxedo and fell back on the bed, making sure Mordecai saw him pout a little before he left the room. The tabby's erection already painfully obvious as he was lying down on the bed.

Mordecai appreciated that he was granted this privilege, briskly exiting the bedroom and going into the bathroom. At least he knew what to expect from the last time, so a towel or two would be wise to bring back with him.

A little over five minutes later and Mordecai was washing his hands, gathered two towels, and started for the bedroom again. He was nervous despite having experienced this before, but it wasn't nearly as bad as the last time.

Once Mordecai entered the bedroom again, Rocky looked up from his position on the bed. He was lying on his side, waiting for the older man to come back in.
"You wouldn't happen to have any Vaseline, would you?"
The tabby didn't want to assume anything they were doing tonight but it wouldn't hurt to be prepared.

The tuxedo neatly set the towels down on the end of the bed for the time being and thought about that.
"Yes, I think I might have seen some. One moment."
He said as he excused himself once more, looking in the bathroom cabinet. He remembered clearing it out and reorganizing it, swearing he saw a tin of it during that process. It took a minute to find but he successfully fished it out and returned to the bedroom.
"Here you are."
He said as he handed the canister over, assuming he needed it for his paws or something along those lines.

Rocky took the can from Mordecai and tossed it to the end of the bed with the towels.
"Thanks."
He stared the tuxedo in the eyes whilst getting off the bed, standing in front of the man now.
"Now, to get rid of these pesky things."
The tabby placed his hands on Mordecai's tie and proceeded to unfasten it from his neck. He leaned in to press his lips against the older man's, his hands making their way down to unbutton his vest.

Mordecai furrowed his brows as the item he'd just worked so hard to find was discarded immediately, but supposed he would go along with this. Before they continued, however, he pulled away and held up a finger.
"One more precaution..."
He said as he moved over to the window, closing the curtains, then returned to stand in front of Rocky, grabbed him by the waist, and pulled him in whilst mashing their lips together again.
He may have still had some reservations but Rocky seemed to have really enjoyed the last time, so there wasn't much to worry about if they were going to just do the same thing.