Spoons.
On The Serendipity
Jamie and Muzzy had found the perfect little spot on the Serendipity: down in engineering, in the bottom part of a surprisingly empty cupboard. It was warm and cosy, and vibrated softly with the low hum of the engines.
Jamie and Muzzy could often be found curled up together in there: tails entwined, feet on the back panel to better feel the vibrations, munching on something tasty they had brought with them, and either chatting or napping.
Today, they were curled around each other; Jamie being the little spoon, Muzzy’s arms wrapped around him, Muzzy’s face buried in the back of his neck. Jamie was using one of Muzzy’s arms as a pillow. There were crumbs scattered all around from the dozen muffins they had just scoffed, and several pints of milk were warming up to engineering-cupboard-temperature as they digested.
Jamie hugged Muzzy’s other arm closer to his stomach, and sleepily said, “It’s really nice that Mo has your Bucky to play with. Now I know he won’t be so lonely, when I’m not there.”
Muzzy rumbled against his back, “Yes. I also feel very fortunate that James has your Baron to lean on, when we are not with them.”
“I know it’s only been a week, Muzz, but, I sometimes miss them quite a lot.”
“Me too, Jamie.” Muzzy cuddled him closer. “We can go back any time.”
“I know.” Jamie whispered into Muzz’ arm.
“Do you want to go back?” Muzzy asked gently.
“I have been thinking about that.” Jamie said, rubbing his cheek along Muzzy’s forearm, the one he was using as a pillow.
“And…” Muzzy asked, rubbing his chin along Jamie’s shoulder.
“I don’t think I want to, just yet.” Jamie said.
“I feel the same.”
“There’s such a lot still to explore, Muzz.”
“And new people to meet.”
“And play with.” Jamie perked up.
“And places to visit.” Muzzy added.
“Planets to smell.” Jamie said.
“Indeed. It would be remiss of us to end it too soon.” Muzzy began to stroke little circles into Jamie’s belly.
“But, I also like being somewhere quiet, just the two of us.” Jamie said, turning his face slightly to nuzzle Muzz.
“I also, beloved.” Muzzy nuzzled him back, purring softly.
“Muzz…?” Jamie’s voice was low.
“Hmmmm?” Muzz seemed distracted.
“Is that your dick?” Jamie wiggled his bum against Muzz.
“Apologies,” murmured Muzzy. “I am warm and content. You always feel so very nice to cuddle.”
“Don’t apologise, Muzz. Look at me!” Jamie rounded his back slightly and pulled in his stomach. Muzzy lifted his head to peer over Jamie’s shoulder. Jamie’s cock was stiff: the pink tip of his cockhead peeking out from his furry foreskin.
“Ah,” grinned Muzzy. “You feel the same.”
“It’s not too cramped in here, is it?” asked Jamie, hopefully.
“We could go outside.” Muzzy offered.
“Nah. Fuck me in here Muzz. I could really go for it.”
“As you wish. Just move your leg a bit.”
“Like this?”
“Purrrrrfect.”
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