they are literally catboys so
Raccoon was teasing Tawny as usual. Tawny was insulting him back with a silly grin as usual. They were sitting on the couch, Raccoon pinning Tawny down. As usual. Why did it feel so different?
"You're weak Tawnyy~" Raccoon leaned down, a sly smile creeping across his face as the smaller boy beneath him fidgeted in his grasp. This happened often, the two boys would always fight over brains and brawn.
"Oh please, you're just fat you idiot." Tawny relentlessly squirmed and attempted to kick his feet into Raccoons stomach. To his surprise though, Raccoon had been a few steps ahead and sat on top of Tawny's thighs.
Raccoon saw the blatant opportunity to torment Tawny ever further and ran his finger along side of Tawny's leg. Raccoon knew his friend quite well and would memorize his weak points, along with how to mess with them. Tawny obviously didn't appreciate this move, violently twisting his wrists in Raccoon's one hand which wasn't moving an inch.
"R-Raccoon- this isn't funny," Tawny silently cursed himself for stuttering.
"What's not funny?" Raccoon went as far as brushing his pinkie finger and thumb along the inside of Tawny's conveniently open legs. He wasn't at all expecting the reaction for this, though.
"Raccoon!-" Tawny's voice was airy and sounded almost like.. a whimper? Raccoon was slightly taken aback by this and snapped his hand back to the sides of Tawny's head to prevent himself from falling over. Tawny of course took this as an opportunity and turned over, back to Raccoon's front and started to crawl out from beneath the older boy.
Raccoon gained back his usual attitude and chuckled slightly.
"Oh, Tawny." He grabbed the small boys waist and pulled up, forcing Tawny onto his hands and knees, ass right against Raccoons crotch. Tawny whimpered again at the contact, not expecting the sudden intrusion.
"Ah- Raccoon, what are you-" Tawny's whimpers were cut short as his jaw was roughly grabbed.
"Listen to me, slut." Raccoon practically hissed into Tawny's ear, watching the fur fluff up. (they are catboys, remember.) "You're going to get up and if I see you do something I don't like, you won't be receiving anything from me, got it?"
Tawny shook his head rapidly, almost desperately as he knew that the boy behind him was quite big. Don't ask him why or how he knew this though, he just happened to be up the one night Raccoon forgot to close his door before doing.. something.
Raccoon sat up and watched as Tawny cautiously got up, almost tripping as his legs shook beneath him. Raccoon chuckled openly when Tawny noticed where Raccoons eyes happened to be drifting and moved his hands in front of his shorts.
"Alright," Raccoon got up, towering over the 5'8 boy in front of him, being 6 foot himself. He flung the boy over his shoulder and contently listened to the squeak that Tawny let out involuntarily.
They made their way over to Raccoon's bedroom at a steady pace although Raccoon wanted to sprint all the way there, throw Tawny onto the mattress and pound the sly smirk right of his face, make him cry into submission and-
"Raccoon.." Tawny was already sprawled out on the bed in front of him, a furious blush creeping up his neck. Geez, did he really get lost in his thoughts that easily? Raccoon took his time scanning the scene in front of him, watching his insanely hot friend pant on the bed beneath him. He had always dreamt of a moment like this but watching it unfold in front of him? Well.. it was almost enough to make him go feral.
"Your shorts, Tawny." Raccoon smirked. "Take them off, won't you?"
Tawny considered bringing his usually attitude into the scene, clamping his thighs shut and stubbornly avoiding Raccoons request. He thought about it and noticed that Raccoon had his own hard on. That was enough convincing that the older boy wouldn't leave him hanging now.
