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Whatever had happened, it stopped him cold in his chores - something nigh-on impossible to do. He looked ahead to see the bedroom door still opened, and the lights dimmed.\n\n\tThe radio was tuned into the orchestral music channel.\n\n\tHe sighed, almost whimpering. It had to have been bad.\n\n\tAll he saw was the bat lying belly down on the bed, face buried into the pillow. The lights were a bit too dimmed for him to really make much out. The music seemed to reflect the mood; it was slow and deep, with a tint of sadness to it. He felt his own tiny ears droop as he stepped in. These sudden depressions weren't common for Mikey anymore. They had worked over this and he was okay with most of the jabs and sneers. He'd still sink in, though, and it hurt.\n\n\t\"Michael?\" He stopped at the foot of the bed, resting his knees on the mattress as he watched the bat stir at the words. \"Mikey?\"\n\n\t\"Ja...Jacob?\" The bat rolled onto his back. He acted as if he was in a dream state until he realized that, yes, the skunk was standing right there. \"Jacob!\" He sat up quickly. \"Shit...did I doze off?\"\n\n\t\"You did,\" he responded softly. \"It's okay.\"\n\n\t\"No...no it's not. I've gotta make dinner, and finish doing the dishes.\" He swung his feet over the side of the bed and started to get up. \"I've still got stuff to do, and you're already home.\"\n\n\t\"Michael, it's okay.\" He reached over and grabbed the bat's paws, trying to be careful of the webbed membranes attached to them by the wrist. \"We'll order out and you can take care of the dishes tomorrow.\" Those large radar dishes of ears drooped. \"What happened?\"\n\n\t\"...Mama's sick, Jacob,\" he whimpered. \"My old man called to tell me.\"\n\n\tJacob frowned. He knew what that old man was capable of doing to him. \"What'd he say?\"\n\n\t\"What was it? 'Yer faggot lovin' mama's caught pneumonia. Pro'lly God's punishment for loving your faggot ass.' \" He shook his head. \"Why does he hate me?\"\n\n\t\"Ignorance fears what it doesn't understand, handsome.\" He reached up and caressed the bat's cheek. \"Your father's a walking example.\"\n\n\t\"I know...but it still hurts. Especially when he talks about Mama like that.\" He wrapped his arms around his other's chest, wings forming a blanket to cuddle him in. \"Especially when she's sick.\" He buried his round little nose into the shirted chest of the male before him.\n\n\t\"It's okay...he can't hurt you unless you let him.\" He looked down with a smile. \"What else happened?\"\n\n\t\"He kept harping on her for still loving me. I...I blew up. Called him every name in the book, then accused him of being a closeted self-hating freak before hanging up on him.\" He blushed. \"Probably wasn't the most mature thing to do...\"\n\n\t\"...but he deserved it.\" He smiled and gave Michael a hug. \"I'm proud of you. You're finally standing up to him.\" Michael winced and shrank back. \"Where do you stand?\" It was a fairly straightforward question, one that he used to keep the bat from going into a breakdown.\n\n\tThe bat merphed. \"...I have a steady part time job that I enjoy, a comfortable apartment that I enjoy keeping, and I have a boyfriend who loves me...\" He looked up at the skunk. \"...and a boyfriend that I love.\"\n\n\t\"Well, I want to meet this boyfriend of yours,\" Jacob said playfully. \"Maybe we can get a threesome going.\" The bat's cheeks turned a bright red. \"Love ya, Mikey.\"\n\n\t\"Love ya, Jacob.\" He leaned a little closer. \"May I...?\"\n\n\t\"Please?\" He met him half way, his lips parting as they met with his lover's. It was positively electric. The happy feeling coursed through the bat's body and pressed it against the black furred form before him. His fingers gripped at the softer fur as he found himself involved in the intensity of the moment.\n\n\t\"Ow!\" Jacob broke the kiss and grabbed Michael's paws. \"Not so hard, sweetie.\"\n\n\t\"Oh...sorry.\" He let go, only to give him a hug. \"Dinner?\"\n\n\t\"Order. I'm going to go take a shower and get rid of this rank feeling.\" He smiled. \"Just order from Huang. Wallet's in my coat.\" He smiled and slipped into the bathroom.\n\n\tIt felt good to get the slimy feeling off of himself. The warm waters and the sweet smelling soap made that an easy job. Jacob felt good. A well played, but miserable, day of work was over, his boyfriend was cheered up, and now a warm shower. It couldn't get any better. He grabbed the soap and began to lather up.\n\n\tHis lathered paw was blocked by a second set of paws when he tried to scrub up. \"Huh?\" He looked over his shoulder to see a pair of large ears. He smiled and leaned back against the bat. \"Dinner all ordered?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah...told him to hold off for an hour before he delivered,\" Michael said, nuzzling against the skunk's shoulders.\n\n\t\"Why's that?\" He held his hands under the water, letting the lather wash away.\n\n\t\"...Jacob, where do we stand?\"\n\n\tHe jerked back. It was an odd question this time, but the agreement was, when one asked, the other answered. He turned around to face him, sliding himself around in the bat's arms. \"We're a couple. I love you very much, and would do anything for you.\"\n\n\tMichael smiled and looked up at him. \"Jacob?\"\n\n\t\"Yes?\" The bat got onto his toes and pressed a deep kiss to his boyfriend's lips. His now clean paws came up, one holding onto the smaller male's rear end, just below where his wings ended, and the other caressing the back of his head. He pulled him towards him, while leaning carefully up against the shower wall. \n\n\t\"Thanks for making me feel better, lover...\"\n\n\t\"You're welcome, Michael.\" He pressed into a second kiss. His tongue slithered out to tease his boyfriend's lips. Michael was more than receptive; his lips split slowly, almost pulling the muscle into his mouth with his own. The bat pressed his hips closer, grinding lightly against him. It was a tease designed to get a response. Jacob's black shaft definitely reacted to the touch of the softer fur against it and grew stiff. He moaned.\n\n\tMichael smiled and pulled away to examine his boyfriend. Falling to his knees, his fingers traced along the sensitive black flesh. Jacob didn't get the chance to react to that; the bat's mouth closed over the very tip of his penis. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt the silky tongue slide over his shaft - all of it, wrapping itself around the shaft several times. A soft, pleased gurgle escaped him. Michael smiled. It was a pleasant enough sound, one that made him engulf the shaft a little more. Jacob's dull claws tried to dig into the tiling, the familiar, yet heavenly feeling making his body feel tense. \"Oh...Mi...\"\n\n\t\"Mmm...\" He pulled off to look up at his lover. \"Yes?\"\n\n\tThe skunk pouted. \"You stopped.\" The bat giggled and gave the crown of the black cock before him a kiss. His soaked tail swished back and forth, scattering water all over the place. Swiftly, he took Jacob back into his warm maw and began to bob his head back and forth. The skunk cried out needily. The bat knew how to make him happy, and he knew how to do it well. The skunk's legs wobbled as he attempted to keep himself steady. \"Mich...ael...\"\n\n\tThe bat slowly pulled off of the shaft, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking slowly. He didn't say anything, even when the skunk looked down at him, saw what he was doing, and shook his head no. He opened his mouth to protest; only moans would escape. \n\n\t\"N-not...on...\"\n\n\t\"But I want it, Jacob...\" His fingers traced along the throbbing, sensitive flesh. He held it upright and slowly ran his tongue along the underside. The skunk's reaction to that was undeniable, quick, and ultimately sticky.\n\n\t\"Jacob?\" The skunk put the take-out carton down on the table and leaned back on the couch. \"You mad at me?\" The bat leaned against him with a soft smile, nestling as close as he could.\n\n\t\"No, not mad...\" He picked up his drink and took a sip. \"Just confused.\"\n\n\tMichael smiled. \"You're confused that, despite you telling me repeatedly you think the idea of climaxing on my face is revolting, but I insist on sneaking it in every so often.\"\n\n\tJacob smirked. \"Well, when you put it that way, yes.\" He wrapped his arm around the smaller male's waist. \"Why?\"\n\n\t\"It's just something I like.\" He leaned up and kissed his cheek. \"It makes me feel closer to you.\"\n\n\t\"You know there are other ways to do that.\"\n\n\t\"I know.\" He pulled himself onto his lover's lap, gazing into his eyes. \"Where do-\"\n\n\t\"We stand.\" Jacob finished with a wide smile. \"Well, the way I see it, I have a bat on my lap who's gonna get his neck nibbled on.\" He smiled. \"I love ya, Michael.\"\n\n\t\"And I love you, Jacob.\" He giggled a little bit as skunk teeth teased at his neck.\n\nEND\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Where We Stand

Shortie by Micah Weil

\tIt had him a little worried that their apartment lacked the scent of dinner cooking. Michael almost always had dinner ready by the time he got back from work. Almost, but not quite always, really. There were the days where he was just depressed out of his mind, where dinner and a smiling bat wouldn't be there to welcome him home. That was what scared him the most.

\t"Michael?" Warily, the skunk made his way through the small four room apartment, towards the bedroom at the other end. He peeked into the kitchen as he passed it. The sink was still half full. "God, Mikey...what happened?" He shook his head. Whatever had happened, it stopped him cold in his chores - something nigh-on impossible to do. He looked ahead to see the bedroom door still opened, and the lights dimmed.

\tThe radio was tuned into the orchestral music channel.

\tHe sighed, almost whimpering. It had to have been bad.

\tAll he saw was the bat lying belly down on the bed, face buried into the pillow. The lights were a bit too dimmed for him to really make much out. The music seemed to reflect the mood; it was slow and deep, with a tint of sadness to it. He felt his own tiny ears droop as he stepped in. These sudden depressions weren't common for Mikey anymore. They had worked over this and he was okay with most of the jabs and sneers. He'd still sink in, though, and it hurt.

\t"Michael?" He stopped at the foot of the bed, resting his knees on the mattress as he watched the bat stir at the words. "Mikey?"

\t"Ja...Jacob?" The bat rolled onto his back. He acted as if he was in a dream state until he realized that, yes, the skunk was standing right there. "Jacob!" He sat up quickly. "Shit...did I doze off?"

\t"You did," he responded softly. "It's okay."

\t"No...no it's not. I've gotta make dinner, and finish doing the dishes." He swung his feet over the side of the bed and started to get up. "I've still got stuff to do, and you're already home."

\t"Michael, it's okay." He reached over and grabbed the bat's paws, trying to be careful of the webbed membranes attached to them by the wrist. "We'll order out and you can take care of the dishes tomorrow." Those large radar dishes of ears drooped. "What happened?"

\t"...Mama's sick, Jacob," he whimpered. "My old man called to tell me."

\tJacob frowned. He knew what that old man was capable of doing to him. "What'd he say?"

\t"What was it? 'Yer faggot lovin' mama's caught pneumonia. Pro'lly God's punishment for loving your faggot ass.' " He shook his head. "Why does he hate me?"

\t"Ignorance fears what it doesn't understand, handsome." He reached up and caressed the bat's cheek. "Your father's a walking example."

\t"I know...but it still hurts. Especially when he talks about Mama like that." He wrapped his arms around his other's chest, wings forming a blanket to cuddle him in. "Especially when she's sick." He buried his round little nose into the shirted chest of the male before him.

\t"It's okay...he can't hurt you unless you let him." He looked down with a smile. "What else happened?"

\t"He kept harping on her for still loving me. I...I blew up. Called him every name in the book, then accused him of being a closeted self-hating freak before hanging up on him." He blushed. "Probably wasn't the most mature thing to do..."

\t"...but he deserved it." He smiled and gave Michael a hug. "I'm proud of you. You're finally standing up to him." Michael winced and shrank back. "Where do you stand?" It was a fairly straightforward question, one that he used to keep the bat from going into a breakdown.

\tThe bat merphed. "...I have a steady part time job that I enjoy, a comfortable apartment that I enjoy keeping, and I have a boyfriend who loves me..." He looked up at the skunk. "...and a boyfriend that I love."

\t"Well, I want to meet this boyfriend of yours," Jacob said playfully. "Maybe we can get a threesome going." The bat's cheeks turned a bright red. "Love ya, Mikey."

\t"Love ya, Jacob." He leaned a little closer. "May I...?"

\t"Please?" He met him half way, his lips parting as they met with his lover's. It was positively electric. The happy feeling coursed through the bat's body and pressed it against the black furred form before him. His fingers gripped at the softer fur as he found himself involved in the intensity of the moment.

\t"Ow!" Jacob broke the kiss and grabbed Michael's paws. "Not so hard, sweetie."

\t"Oh...sorry." He let go, only to give him a hug. "Dinner?"

\t"Order. I'm going to go take a shower and get rid of this rank feeling." He smiled. "Just order from Huang. Wallet's in my coat." He smiled and slipped into the bathroom.

\tIt felt good to get the slimy feeling off of himself. The warm waters and the sweet smelling soap made that an easy job. Jacob felt good. A well played, but miserable, day of work was over, his boyfriend was cheered up, and now a warm shower. It couldn't get any better. He grabbed the soap and began to lather up.

\tHis lathered paw was blocked by a second set of paws when he tried to scrub up. "Huh?" He looked over his shoulder to see a pair of large ears. He smiled and leaned back against the bat. "Dinner all ordered?"

\t"Yeah...told him to hold off for an hour before he delivered," Michael said, nuzzling against the skunk's shoulders.

\t"Why's that?" He held his hands under the water, letting the lather wash away.

\t"...Jacob, where do we stand?"

\tHe jerked back. It was an odd question this time, but the agreement was, when one asked, the other answered. He turned around to face him, sliding himself around in the bat's arms. "We're a couple. I love you very much, and would do anything for you."

\tMichael smiled and looked up at him. "Jacob?"

\t"Yes?" The bat got onto his toes and pressed a deep kiss to his boyfriend's lips. His now clean paws came up, one holding onto the smaller male's rear end, just below where his wings ended, and the other caressing the back of his head. He pulled him towards him, while leaning carefully up against the shower wall.

\t"Thanks for making me feel better, lover..."

\t"You're welcome, Michael." He pressed into a second kiss. His tongue slithered out to tease his boyfriend's lips. Michael was more than receptive; his lips split slowly, almost pulling the muscle into his mouth with his own. The bat pressed his hips closer, grinding lightly against him. It was a tease designed to get a response. Jacob's black shaft definitely reacted to the touch of the softer fur against it and grew stiff. He moaned.

\tMichael smiled and pulled away to examine his boyfriend. Falling to his knees, his fingers traced along the sensitive black flesh. Jacob didn't get the chance to react to that; the bat's mouth closed over the very tip of his penis. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt the silky tongue slide over his shaft - all of it, wrapping itself around the shaft several times. A soft, pleased gurgle escaped him. Michael smiled. It was a pleasant enough sound, one that made him engulf the shaft a little more. Jacob's dull claws tried to dig into the tiling, the familiar, yet heavenly feeling making his body feel tense. "Oh...Mi..."

\t"Mmm..." He pulled off to look up at his lover. "Yes?"

\tThe skunk pouted. "You stopped." The bat giggled and gave the crown of the black cock before him a kiss. His soaked tail swished back and forth, scattering water all over the place. Swiftly, he took Jacob back into his warm maw and began to bob his head back and forth. The skunk cried out needily. The bat knew how to make him happy, and he knew how to do it well. The skunk's legs wobbled as he attempted to keep himself steady. "Mich...ael..."

\tThe bat slowly pulled off of the shaft, wrapping his fingers around it and stroking slowly. He didn't say anything, even when the skunk looked down at him, saw what he was doing, and shook his head no. He opened his mouth to protest; only moans would escape.

\t"N-not...on..."

\t"But I want it, Jacob..." His fingers traced along the throbbing, sensitive flesh. He held it upright and slowly ran his tongue along the underside. The skunk's reaction to that was undeniable, quick, and ultimately sticky.

\t"Jacob?" The skunk put the take-out carton down on the table and leaned back on the couch. "You mad at me?" The bat leaned against him with a soft smile, nestling as close as he could.

\t"No, not mad..." He picked up his drink and took a sip. "Just confused."

\tMichael smiled. "You're confused that, despite you telling me repeatedly you think the idea of climaxing on my face is revolting, but I insist on sneaking it in every so often."

\tJacob smirked. "Well, when you put it that way, yes." He wrapped his arm around the smaller male's waist. "Why?"

\t"It's just something I like." He leaned up and kissed his cheek. "It makes me feel closer to you."

\t"You know there are other ways to do that."

\t"I know." He pulled himself onto his lover's lap, gazing into his eyes. "Where do-"

\t"We stand." Jacob finished with a wide smile. "Well, the way I see it, I have a bat on my lap who's gonna get his neck nibbled on." He smiled. "I love ya, Michael."

\t"And I love you, Jacob." He giggled a little bit as skunk teeth teased at his neck.

END

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