Chapter Twelve: The Morning After

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Pawblo woke up in bed to see Cataloupe, who was holding him closer with his big arms. He smiled as he planted a kiss on his lover's lips. "Hey, Cataloupe....you awake?"

Cataloupe opened his eyes and smirked. "I am now, thanks to you." He pecked his lips on Pawblo's head. "Do you sleep comfortable?" Pawblo sat up from the bed. "Yeah, I did, sir—I mean, Cataloupe." He nervously chuckled. "I guess I gotta get used to saying your name outside of the base." The bigger ventrexian smirked. "Oh, you will. Trust me, haha." Pawblo blushed a little.

The two of them sat up on the bed. "Today we go back to training. Just because you and I are officially a couple doesn't mean that I'll be playing favorite! You have to work hard, Cadet. Understand?" He kept pointing his finger in a stern way at Pawblo. The fellow ventrexian smiled and saluted the General. "Sir, yes sir!" Cataloupe nodded. "Good to hear that. For now though....get up, Buttercup. We have to prep for the day."

Pawblo nodded and stood up, picking up his duffel bag from the side. As he opened it and pulled some fresh clothes out, Cataloupe pulled his white t-shirt off. When the cornflower-blue ventrexian looked up, he saw his lover's top half, and he blushed a bright shade of red. Cataloupe turned around to see Pawblo, a face of embarrassment forming on him.

The big ventrexian smirked. "Enjoying the view?" He winked as he flexed his arms out. He made sure that his chest was clearly visible, wanting to tease Pawblo. The person in question was currently giggling at his lover's actions.

"Cataloupe! Stop, haha!" He tried to keep a straight face, but he couldn't at all. Cataloupe soon stopped and went into his closet, looking for his uniform. "I guess I found out one of your weaknesses, huh?" He chuckled. Pawblo smiled. "I guess you did.....Question is.....what are yours?" He used a seductive tone.

The big ventrexian laughed a little. "I have too many to tell you. Plus, they're secret." He stepped out of the closed, now being fully dressed for the day. "How do I look?"

"As dashing as you always are." Pawblo got closer, placing a quick kiss on Cataloupe's lips. He had to jump up a little to do so. He giggled a little. "Your mustache is kind of ticklish, heh." Cataloupe smiled, as his lover had a point. Some of his past lovers liked that about him. That's part of the reason why he never got rid of it.

"Glad you like it. Now come on. Let's get down to the base." The two of them left the house and got into the truck. Cataloupe drove all the way there, while Pawblo sat there next to him, staring at him the whole time.

"Is something wrong?"

"No, sir. I mean, Cataloupe. It's just......Me? Dating a guy like you? This feels like a dream." He grinned, staring at him with a dreamy look. Cataloupe smiled back. "Well, this isn't a dream. It's reality, baby." As they got to the base, Cataloupe parked the truck at the entrance. "I'll be parking the truck at the lot, so this is where we part ways, Pawblo."

Pawblo was about to get out, but soon turned and pulled Cataloupe in for one last smooch. When he pulled away, he was grinning and blushing. "So....see you later?"

Cataloupe chuckled as he curled his mustache. "Definitely."

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