It had been a couple of months since Carson Whittaker's initial visit to the Las Lindas farm, and in the first three days he'd been there the light-furred feline had managed to find someone he enjoyed the company of, the one person nobody had ever suspected. That person was Miles Lionheart, as for some reason only he was aware of Carson had taken a quick and keen liking to his fellow feline, even calling him by the 'pet name' of 'cutie-cat'.

	Miles himself hadn't initially been certain of the whole situation, but he gathered fairly quickly that Carson genuinely liked him, and hell the sex wasn't half bad either. Carson's obvious dark streak in bed translated into many a kinky hour spent up at night or slacking at work during the day after Miles had gone so far out of his way to advocate Carson staying as one of the employees at the farm.

	THAT was definitely something nobody saw coming, not even Carson who'd only become more enamored with Miles after that. It didn't take long of living there however before Carson began to hear of Miles' previous failed exploits with someone else at the farm, and even after giving Miles the benefit of the doubt Carson's view became far less starry-eyed about him. The thought lingered, left unvoiced until the beginning of the 'winter' months of the Prime continent where the subsequent rain meant zero field work. Carson was laid out on the couch downstairs, half-asleep as he listened to the ambient noise of the rain pelting down outside when he heard someone approach, turning over groggily to see Miles standing there in naught but a loose white t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

	“C'mere Miles, need a cuddle toy to help me sleep.<3” Carson instructed Miles, to which the slightly smaller cat obliged, laying down with his back to Carson as the latter embraced, then turned back toward the cushions with Miles between them and Carson himself. A long awkward moment of silence passed before Carson cleared his throat to speak what had been on his mind for nearly two months now.

	“Hey... can I ask you something, it's serious but I need to know... why did you really want me to stay here, Miles?” Carson asked tentatively, almost dreading the answer Miles might give. Appropriately enough Miles stayed silent, knowing full well what Carson's angle was and he took his time to give his reply some thought before saying anything.

	“I know you heard about what happened between me and Taff, Carson... trust me when I say it's not like that with you and me, it's different in more than a few ways at least.” Miles replied cryptically, but Carson got what he meant. Miles didn't exactly seem like the sort who'd be caught seeing another guy, but at some point before Carson's arrival that had thankfully changed.

	“Not exactly the answer I was after, so let me put it more bluntly here... when I first saw you, sure the old libido kicked up, sure I wanted to screw you thirty-six ways from Thursday, and sure it was fun doing so every single time from the very first time... but it's sort of become more than that for me, and I'm worried you might not feel the same way.” Carson said in a bit more direct manner, but still faltering toward the end himself.

	“In other words...” Miles began as Carson cut in with a finger to Miles' lips. Carson leaned his mouth up to Miles' ear as he whispered in it to finish his sentence...

	“In other words, I love you... yes, I said it...” Carson said with a sigh of what could only be described as relief, admitting the truth of what he'd kept bottled up for far too long was as vindicating as it was nerve wracking. It was unclear even then to Carson just how Miles really felt about him as well, and Miles' body tensing up in Carson's grip didn't bode well in the latter's mind.

	“I'd... kinda figured that much actually... you really feel that way, even after what you've heard about me... why?” Miles asked, truly curious to know all the more just why Carson hadn't been driven away after everyone else before him, and even before Taffy had wanted nothing more than to have Miles out of their lives, especially after the things he'd put them through.

	“Because... I guess I see potential in you, potential to change, people can always do that... they have to want to first off though, that takes a little thing called motivation y'know?” Carson said, putting his idea subtly to Miles with a light squeeze around his middle, indicating Carson himself as the 'motivation' he was talking about. Put short and sweet, Carson was banking on Miles changing for the better for the both of them and the relationship they hopefully had a start on between themselves.

	“I... I don't, uhm...” Miles almost blurted out the old line of 'not wanting to be tied down', but even still Carson hadn't really done that, it wasn't exactly an 'open' relationship strictly speaking but at the same time Miles didn't want to put Carson off. That or God forbid wind up losing out on someone who had expressed multiple times how fond he was of Miles...

	“It's still strange, but... you've been really good to me, and...” Miles groaned as he found himself caught in an ages old situation of wanting and yet being unable to say three simple words.

	“Then let me say it again myself babe... Miles, I love you, and try as you might to push me away, intentional or not it's not gonna happen, y'hear?<3” Carson said in an honest but shaky tone, ending with a loving nuzzle to the back of Miles' neck.

	“(Damnit, now you've gone and done it Carson... fine...)” Miles thought to himself before taking a deep breath to steady his nerves.

	“Okay, I never thought I'd say this to another guy but... here goes... Carson...” Miles stuttered anxiously, taking one more deep breath before speaking again.

	“I love you, too...” Miles said reluctantly but honestly, and his face was beet red with embarrassment from finally admitting it, but Carson's grip giving him a warm embrace was all Miles needed to feel a lot more at ease.

	“Thank you... I can't even tell you how nice it is to finally hear that from you, Miles...” Carson said in a choked up voice, straining not to bawl his head off in sheer happiness over such a simple but meaningful exchange of words. Truth be told this was the first time Miles had seen Carson be so intimate in this way, as up until now said 'intimacy' had all been kinky goings-on behind closed doors, but this heart to heart was definitely something worth the comparatively brief time they'd spent on it already.

	“Although, even with all of that said...” Carson said in a bit less nervous tone as he slid his hands under Miles' shirt to gently rub his fingers across his chest. Between that and the increasing bulge Miles felt against his rump from Carson's groin through his own shorts, it was clear what their little talk had done to the more dominant of the two lovers. Without a word Carson trailed one hand lightly down over Miles' abdomen toward his crotch, slipping said hand into his boxers to grip Miles quickly stiffening length firmly in his grasp.

	“Damnit I love you cutie-cat, I could say it all I like, but I'd much rather show you...” Carson said as he briefly removed his hand from around Miles' dick to undo the fly on his own boxers, then lower the back of Miles' before hilting himself nice and deep into Miles' rear. A muffled grunt escaped Miles' nostrils as he kept his volume down lest they get caught, but the excitement of that idea was only heightening both men's arousal. At that Carson took to stroking Miles off once more while giving his own hips an occasional wiggle to help Miles reach orgasm. Just before he could Carson stopped his actions, leaving Miles in a half-finished state of agony.

	“Ah, not yet... I want to enjoy this, it's no fun if you finish so quick cutie-cat, just relax...” Carson said as he turned over with Miles under him now, laid flat onto the cushions below them both. Miles' cock was sandwiched perfectly between two of the seat cushions, and as Carson began to swiftly buck his hips into Miles, the smaller feline nearly lost it mere seconds into Carson's ministrations. That happened when Carson gave the side of Miles' neck a good firm love bite, giving a soft moan as he pushed his length deep as he could into Miles' ass, his large, warm, white-furred balls settled atop Miles' own smaller pair, rubbing together as Carson ground his dick around hard inside of Miles' belly to finally prompt a mind-shattering orgasm from him.

	Miles bit the throw pillow in front of him hard to keep his cries to a dull roar, otherwise the whole house and city of Gossamer would've heard just how much he was loving Carson's intense, passionate treatment. At last Miles' flow of seed finally stopped, and as he regained his bearings he felt himself being picked up by Carson and carried upstairs to their room.

	“God dammit, I'm gonna fuck you like I mean it, you're gonna see just what you do to me in all the right ways, Miles.<3” Carson said in excitement, giving Miles' cheek a nuzzle before walking into the bedroom they shared, then closing and locking the door behind them and laying Miles face up on the bed. Carson laid atop Miles, softly stroking his lover's hair and staring deeply into his eyes, taking in the wonderful sight of someone he'd grown to care for so quickly, yet so very much in a mutual fashion. Holding Miles in his arms gave Carson an indescribable feeling of happiness, and as said feelings dictated he take things a step further he gave Miles a deep, tonguing kiss, slow and passionate with his actions.

	Miles neck was given a kiss and a light flick of Carson's tongue, the effort going slowly lower and lower, from kissing Miles' chest and tummy to winding up at his groin and getting Carson's tongue trailed along the underside of Miles' length right to the tip. Bringing the head of it into his mouth, Carson eagerly took it all in shortly after, right down to the root and press his nose firmly against Miles' groin right above the base of his shaft. From above Carson could hear Miles' delighted gasp of approval, and Carson reached up to cup Miles' buttocks while slipping his tongue out past his lips to give Miles' package a warm wet slurp.

	Carson began to bob his head up and down on Miles' cock, using his throat and tongue as well as shifting his hands slightly to prod his thumbs against Miles' tailhole teasingly. Miles' toes and tail were writhing and curling uncontrollably as he was taken in such an assertive manner, one thing Miles hadn't quite put a finger on was obvious to all but him; he'd taken quite easily to being a submissive bottom, in fact his actions usually encouraged Carson's love of being the one in charge to do so almost every time with Miles, leaving neither of them feeling dissatisfied after their 'fun'.

	“You think I do things to you...” Miles gasped weakly just as Carson plunged his thumbs knuckle deep into his ass, and he could hold back no longer, letting loose a good few spurts of feline spunk into Carson's waiting throat wherein they were happily gulped down.

	“Cr-cripes, Carson... more of that please...<3” Miles said in a giddy tone of voice for Carson to stand up and flip him over, mounting his lover from behind just like Miles had grown to love.

	“You got it babe, you drive me fucking wild y'know that?” Carson whispered gruffly into Miles' ear before hastily shoving his length into Miles' tailhole to the root once again, not stopping before beginning to thrust mercilessly. Each and every time he pushed forward the bed clattered noisily against the wall, something that went largely unnoticed despite the noise it made, making it clear being stealthy no longer factored into the situation.

	“My... cutie-cat... say it...” Carson said breathlessly as he pushed hard into Miles, unloading a sizable amount of cum right into the feline's belly.

	“AH, FFF-... I'm... I'm your c-cutie-cat!” Miles squealed awkwardly, still getting used to saying that out loud even when it was just between him and Carson like it was now, as well as having difficulty speaking from Carson not even missing a beat and flipping Miles onto his back again before ramming his cock home once more and thrusting as before.

	Carson gripped Miles' hands and placed them out to either side of his head, entwining their fingers as their tails did the same. Miles' legs wrapped around Carson's waist as best they could in their jello-like state, and Carson leaned down to kiss Miles shortly before the latter let loose with another spray of his seed, coating both mens lower stomachs and waists.

	“You're perfect Miles... absolutely perfect.<3” Carson said with tears of joy in his eyes as he pulled away just long enough to speak, and in that instant Miles saw the first soft expression Carson had ever made around him. The fact it was directed AT Miles made it all the more unforgettable, causing the feeling of Carson's quickening pace and subsequent final slam home of his length to give Miles one more 'filling' sent the smaller feline over the edge. As he let loose with his own orgasm, his mind whited out before losing consciousness briefly from the sheer sensory overload, both emotional and physical...
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	“Hey, you alright Miles, you came so hard you actually fainted...?” Carson's voice resounded in Miles ear, rousting him gently awake from his slumber. He immediately noticed he was laying in Carson's arms once again, on their sides on the other bed in the room, given they'd had a fair bit of fun on the other it didn't have much of a clean spot left to lay on anymore.

	“Carson... you need to do that more often, that was good babe, I mean REALLY good...<3” Miles said as he reached back and up to give Carson as much of an embrace as he could, only for Carson to place Miles on his back and hold him properly.

	“For you Miles, any time... I love you so much...” Carson said as he kept his chin buried tightly in the crook of Miles' shoulder, removing it after a moment to give Miles a tender kiss and a cheek nuzzle before sitting up.

	“Dinner's almost ready, I can smell it now in fact... we've been screwing for close to a couple of hours now, and you passed out for close to half an hour... must've been as good as you make it out to be, if you want more then just wait until tonight...” Carson paused as he lifted Miles up to sit in his lap, wrapping his arms around Miles' torso and reaching up to pull his head over with a finger under Miles' chin.

	“You're REALLY gonna get it then babe, trust me. <3” Carson finished with an assertive smooch to Miles' lips, giving one final chomp to his ear before letting him off his lap to get cleaned up for their evening meal. 

	It wasn't until after the dishes were being cleaned that Taffy noticed a few items missing from the fridge, most notably some chocolate and marshmallow sauce as well as a can of heavy whipped cream. Condiments for a special 'dessert' for the cats that was to be served very soon, just between the two of them...<3 <3 <3