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Chapter 8

  As Lucinda shuffled through their wardrobe, the pile of discarded clothing in the corner of the shared bedroom continued to grow. Eventually, with an exasperated sigh, she threw up her hands in defeat and called out for her husband.
  "Zaaaaaaaaane!" she exclaimed, causing the man to peek his head out from behind the bathroom door.
  "What's wrong dear?" he asked, continuing to shave off his morning scruff.
  "Where's the Thine Synthetic Flirtation (M* Ch*mical R*mance) t-shirt I bought you a few months back?" Luci asked, beginning to fold up the discarded clothes back into their proper places.
  Zane let out a small gasp, causing a bit of shaming foam to enter his mouth. Cut to him coughing out bubbles and sputtering out spit into the sink.
  "Zane? You alright hun?" Lucinda asked, taking a pause from her previous task.
  "I was only asking since I wanted to pack it for my trip. I want something that smells like you while I'm gone," she said with a small hint of blush creeping up to her cheeks.
  Zane wiped the remaining foam off from his face and gargled out water to lessen the taste of soap in his mouth. He stared at himself in the mirror, taking a moment to splash water on his face. Get your shit together Zane. He thought, before peeking his head back out from behind the door once more.
  "I uh, lent it to Kai last week. I accidentally spilled some orange juice on his clothes last time he visited us so I let him wear it home." He explained, putting the cap back onto his razor.
  "Is that so? That's a shame.. I guess I'll have to take one of your Pinky Cake (P*nkie P*e) shirts from the hundreds you own," Lucinda said, getting up to open the closet full of a pink cloth mess.
  "Haha.. yeah, sorry dear. I'll get it back today so you can bring it to your next trip," he offered with a strained smile. You idiot, why'd you offer to do that so soon? How are you gonna confront him like this?? He scolded himself, gently banging his head against the mirror.
  "Alright, whatever you say," Lucinda said, "I think I've gotten everything I need.. I should seriously start preparing a pre-packed suitcase..." she mumbled, slightly chuckling to herself. Zane stepped out from the bathroom, flicking the lights off before heading over to place a kiss on Lucinda's cheek.
  "I'll see you again in 3 months?" he asked, a hint of worry seeping into his voice.
  Lucinda nodded, "I'm sorry for having to be gone for so long, but on the bright side I'll send you plenty of souvenirs..!" she said, attempting to lighten up the mood.
  "Alright then.." Zane said, kissing her once more on the back of her head.
  "3 months.."
  "3 months."

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  Zane had gotten Kai's address from Lucinda, however he failed to remember to ask her for his phone number. While she did say she'd text him of his arrival, something in his gut told him that wouldn't be the case. He reached out his arm to knock on the apartment door. Afterwards he waited. Once it had been a good couple of minutes, he reached out his arm once more, only for him to hear the smallest of creaks as the door opened just a smidge.
  "H-hello?" The voice of the ginger haired meifwa rang out from behind the door, barely a whisper. Zane slightly jumped back and cleared his throat.
  "Ah, um, I came back for the shirt I lent to you a while back. Lucinda told me she told you I was coming today.." He told him, rubbing the side of his neck. The ginger seemed to be in shock.
  "O-Oh, is that so..?" he muttered, still hiding behind the door.
  "Um, pl.. choke please, wait out here for a moment." he said quietly, quickly shutting the door. Zane was left to stand out there awkwardly for about 20 minutes before the door opened once more. Kai was dressed in a baggy pair of sweats and a loose tank top. His face seemed to be a little flushed, and his hair was a bit tousled, but it wasn't too out of the ordinary.
  "So sorry for the wait.. I uh, was cleaning up hehe.. Would you like to come inside?" he asked, obviously nervous. He should've said no, he had no reason to come in anyway, but Zane accepted the invitation anyway and stepped inside.
  "I see, no worries then. Uh, where's the shirt?" he asked, looking around a bit. The interior was quite nice, simple but neat. Kai paused at the question, blushing a bit harder as he rubbed his legs together.
  "Ah, I.. um, forgot to wash it.!" he explained, albeit not confidently.
  "Would you like to take a seat while you wait? It won't take too long," Kai explained.
  "I'll go put it in the washer right now, please, make yourself comfortable.!" he said with a small smile as he began walking towards, what Zane assumed to be, his bedroom.
  Zane gave a nod, before sitting down on the nearby couch. He looked around for the TV remote so he could entertain himself while Kai was gone, but ended up finding a tiny pink switch instead. He picked it up curiously, and it said "H, M, L."
  "Is this a fidget toy.?" he mumbled to himself, before placing his thumb on the tab sticking out. He moved the switch up and down, wondering how something like this could entertain anyone, until he heard a yelp come from the direction Kai was in. He placed the toy down onto the coffee table, left on H, and stood up to walk towards the open door of the laundry room.
  Once he turned to step inside, he stopped to look at the scene before him. Kai was on the floor, clutching onto the washing machine as his legs twitched and body trembled. A hand was covering his bright red face, clutching onto his jaw. His eyes were full of panic and threatened to spill tears. Zane didn't know how to react, and for a moment or two just stood there until the sound of a whimper snapped him out of his thoughts. He placed a hand on Kai's head, which caused his ears to twitch, and crouched down to look him in the eyes.
  "Kai! Are you alright? What's wrong?" He asked, "Do you need to throw up? Are you sick?"
  The meifwa shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut. As drops of tears spilled down his cheeks, his knuckles turned white from how hard he was grasping things.
  "Can you stand? Maybe we should move you to the couch-" Zane suggested, moving his arms under Kai's arms to lift him up. The ginger's eyes widened and seemed to struggle a bit, not being able to keep his balance as his legs continued to tremble. That's when Zane saw it, through the baggy sweatpants, no matter how desperately he tried to hide it, Kai's hard on was apparent.
  Then everything began to make sense. It flustered him. He guessed that the reason why Kai was surprised to see him visit was due to the fact that he was too.. Busy to check his phone, hence why he sounded so weak when answering the door. And the fidget toy.. He blushed. It wasn't quite the type of toy he thought it was. Once again, Zane was torn from his thoughts through the sound of a.. A moan. Kai's eyes blurred for a moment and rolled back as his back arched. Zane gasped, watching as a wet spot appeared through the fabric. Kai no longer held his voice back and began to let out every possible lewd noise Zane could comprehend. His hands began to claw and grasp at the closest thing he could, which at the moment was Zane's sleeves. He let out whines and whimpers as his body spasmed.
  "T-turn it oOFF.. PLEASE!" he exclaimed, drool dripping out from the corner of his mouth. Zane lowered him to the floor, leaving the twitching mess of a man behind in the room as he quickly made his way over to the couch, snatching up the pink remote from before and clicking the red button on the side of it. He let out a breath, trying to calm his mind and make sense of the situation before him, before making his way back to the laundry room. Kai sat there, still shaking a bit, but quickly turning to make eye contact when the sound of wood creaking reached his ears. His breathing was heavy, and his legs were pressed together. In all honesty, he looked pretty pathetic, but to Zane he looked perfect.
  "I-" his voice broke, "I'm sorry.." the meifwa mumbled. However, his apology didn't seem too sincere when paired with the sight of his semi-satisfied expression. With some bit of struggle, he stood up and hobbled his way out to the living room with one quietly aroused Zane in tow. The meifwa stiffly sat down on the couch and Zane followed his lead. Neither knew what to do, and avoided meeting each other's gazes.
  "The..the shirt should be ready in about 2 hours.." Kai said, trying to make some small talk. Zane nodded in response, clenching and unclenching his fists against his jeans as he hoped the uncomfortable feeling in his pants wasn't what he dreaded it to be. Kai looked downwards, staring around the floor, until he noticed how tightly Zane was clutching onto his pants. Before he could say anything, he saw it. A bulge straining in the jean material. He blushed.
  "Would.. Would you like some help with that?" He asked slowly, wondering if this was even a good idea. Zane jumped, Help with what? He thought.
  "That.. hehe.. Can't be comfortable, right?" He asked, a hint of humor in his tone of voice.
  Zane looked down and bit his lip as dread filled his body. No way, not here, he promised himself to never act on the stupid fantasies that filled his mind while his wife was away.. And yet, the sight of the mefwa's excitement filled eyes and tear-stained cheeks dusted with pink broke his will. He stared into the other's eyes for a moment, causing the ginger to blush harder and avert his gaze. It pulled a small chuckle out from Zane's throat.
  "..Sure, why not," He muttered with a defeated sigh. While he tried his best to keep his joy inconspicuous, Kai's tail gave him away, swaying every which way behind him.
  The meifwa slid off of the couch, getting on his knees before spreading Zane's legs. He looked up at him with 'innocent' eyes, pulling the other's waist closer to his face. Zane slightly stiffened, unsure of where to put his hands. Eventually he decided to rest one on top of Kai's head and the other he leaned back on.
  Kai unbuttoned the other's pants before leaning his face towards their crotch and pulled down the zipper with his teeth. Zane blushed and ran his fingers gently through Kai's hair. The meifwa slightly leaned into his touch before tugging down his boxers. Zane sucked in a breath as he felt the air hit his member, and Kai just stared. Zane swore he could see hearts in his eyes for a moment, before he brought his nimble fingers up to hold his shaft.
  Slowly, the meifwa placed a gentle kiss onto the tip, before beginning to leave kitten licks all over the tip. Zane just watched as he did this, twirling a small lock of his hair in his fingers. Finally, Kai wrapped his mouth around the tip, suckling on it as if they were a baby with a pacifier. He let go with a small pop to spit into his hands, coating the saliva along his palms and fingers before bringing them up to rub the other's shaft. He placed his lips back onto the tip and continued that way, sucking on it as he rubbed the base with his hands.
  After a while, he lowered himself further, using one hand to fondle with his balls. Zane bit the inside of his cheek, his fingers curling around ginger locks, slightly tugging at the other's scalp. Kai let out a soft muffled moan. Zane pushed his head down a bit further, breathing heavily as he felt the mefwa's throat flex around him. Kai shuffled his legs around a bit, pressing against his own member with the balls of his feet through the fabric of his sweats.
  "...Forgive me," Zane muttered. Kai looked up at him just a moment before he was shoved down, his teeth softly grazing the skin before he made it to the base. He struggled for a minute, slightly panicking at the lack of hair, and yet feeling intoxicated by the feeling.
  Zane grunted, thrusting into the mefwa's throat as he neared release, his shaft drenched in spit. When he tipped over the peak, he closed his eyes and held the other's head down as he shot out his loud, letting out a low groan. Kai's eyes rolled back and halfway through he pulled away, coughing as the rest of it squirted onto his forehead. When Zane opened his eyes, the sight of Kai coughing, semen dribbling out of his mouth and dripping down his face while his hair was messed up.. Well, let's just say it was another photo for the memory book.
  Kai looked up at Zane, squirming around a little while showing him a sweet smile. It pierced his heart. How could someone look so sweet right after getting their throat fucked out?
  "Did you like it?" Kai asked, his voice a tad bit hoarse. Zane blushed.
  "Y-Yeah.. Thanks," He said, rubbing the back of his neck.
  "And um, sorry about the uh.." he gestured to his hand. Kai laughed.
  "No worries," He said, resting his head against the other's thigh. Zane slightly tensed, before petting his ears. Kai purred, and then covered his mouth. However, that didn't stop the noise from escaping his throat. His face turned red, and Zane laughed.
  "No need to get flustered, this happened all the time back when Nana-" He paused. Why did that memory come back up again? His hand stopped moving, and Kai stared at him.
  "Zane..? Are you okay?" He asked with worry in his eyes. Zane nodded, beginning to button and zip up his jeans.
  "I'm fine.." The sound of beeping took both of them by surprise. Kai cleared his throat.
  "I'll..go get that." He said, getting up to move the shirt from the washer to the dryer. Zane sat and waited, pulling out his phone to seem occupied. The sight of Lucinda on his homescreen shook him. What was he doing right now? Cheating on his wife while she was away.. With her childhood friend no less, while thinking of Nana again. Kai was basically the two of them in one, and yet he had his own flare to him as well. Shit.
  When Kai stepped out of the laundry room, he saw Zane on his phone and bit his lip. Wondering if he'd made a mistake suggesting what had just occurred. He moved to sit at one of the stools at his kitchen and pulled out his own phone as well. This was gonna be a long wait..

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Zane got his things in order as he stepped out of Kai's apartment, making sure he had all of his things on him. Kai gave a nervous smile as he escorted the other out.
  "I.. I'm sorry about earlier.. If any of that made you uncomfortable-" Zane pulled Kai into a kiss. The ginger's eyes widened before fluttering closed. When they finally pulled away, Zane averted his gaze.
  "I left my phone number on your side table.. Call me," He said, before walking down the hall, leaving a stunned meifwa at his door. He wasn't sure if that was a mistake, but he couldn't resist such a perfect medium. I'm such an ass..