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“Do you think it's-uh cancerous?”
Allan poked at Charlie's backside between the structure of the chair's backrest. The fluffy guy's old and stained hoodie was caught on the top of the chair, exposing his lower side. The yellow creature let out an uncomfortable and annoyed groan. He jolted forward and swatted the two away with a huge paw movement. The quick gesture didn't land anywhere on Allan or Glep, which pissed Charlie off even more.
“FababHGeepgh….”
“Right.. Right…. But it wiggles sometimes… I think? Can tumors move-uh?”
“Can you guys PLEASE stop staring at my ass!?”
Charlie, visibility ticked off, got up from his chair, pulled his hoodie down, and walked to the other side of the worker's lounge. With dramatic stomping and a low curse under his breath (something about Allan and Glep being perverts?), Charlie sat himself down on Glep's purple bean bag chair, cross necklace fidgeting close to his mouth.
“Leave me and my ass alone, dudes. There's nothing there, okay? For God's sake, can a big guy just be fat in peace?”
Charlie kicked Gleps Ipad and headphones away from the bean bag chair, making sure there was zero reason for the green and red freaks to get near him. He huffed and continued to play with the necklace around him for comfort. As he got on his phone, he pulled up a YouTube video about Crittertendo's latest and newest video games.
Pim was sitting at the table, across from where Charlie used to be located- in a hazy daze. Staring off into the depths of his own lustful mind. The small critter's thoughts were racing; Ideas of what Charlie really had filled his sober yet drunken mind with body-exploring curiosity.
The pink guy knew Charlie had a tail, hell, he was probably the only one who knew.
Pim was very much turned on by the thought of it.
The tail was supposedly short and chubby. Pim knew the small thing made the cutest little outline in Charlie's jeans, moving when he was excited (bonus points for Pim's fantasies if there is a soft thud when those movements happen).
Pim has never seen the tail, but it's been described to him, and he's heard it tip tap from it on multiple occasions. The intoxicating sound the tail makes when Charlie gets happy, It's everything to Pim- He craves to hear that sound. To hear it means that his favorite person was in a good mood or feeling excited.
That's all Pim desired.
He wants more of it.
He wants to make Charlie feel great and he'll do whatever it takes.
Pim loves to praise others, that's why he works at Smiling Friends. Pim loves to praise Charlie the most, though. Making Charlie's tail wag to the point of muffled sound was so intimate and hot to Pim, the confusion of it all brings him to a boiling point in all areas of his body. Most of these wagging encounters happen when both critters are drinking- Pim gets way too comfortable and praises to the point of flirting. Pim knows his desires, alcohol just helps the little guy actually say what he feels.
The reason why Pim knows Charlie has a tail is because on a random Friday night years ago, both creatures were hanging out, drunk together. Pim was attempting his intoxicated praises and compliments to Charlie for the first time. That night awoke something inside the bigger boy. The secret has stayed between the two- Nobody knows, and both parties are pleased with that.
Pim thought the tail was moving and rapidly tapping because he was having a great time drinking with his friend, nothing more. The pink creature was obsessed with the noisy tailpiece ever since.
Charlie, on the other hand, was completely embarrassed of his tail. The tail was an indication of his feelings, something he tries to hide from majority of people. He keeps it trapped in his black pants, tucked away from being seen. At work, a small yet noticeable bump is located on his lower back. He keeps his orange hoodie covering it, as if his tail was sacred and ungodly if uncovered. Slip ups happen, just like today, where his hoodie glides up onto the back of the chair, leaving his bump and fluffy back exposed. Something about a bigger guy with such a small tail cramps his style.
Not to Pim though, he longed getting to know more. Due to the respect of his best friend, and crush of several years, those suppressed emotions were saved for Pim's mind and his body pillow.
“Helloooooo???? Earth to Pim?….”
Allan snapped several times to get Pim back from his daydreaming adventure. Pim shook his head, wiping the lustful thoughts away before answering Allan.
“O-oh Sorry, Allan! I must have been caught up in my own mind again! Sorry, heh!”
“It's time to leave-uh.”
“Oh goodness? Weekend already!? Let's get out of here, crew. YAY!!!"
Charlie huffed and rolled his eyes. An angry orange in the cheeks shined as he got up from the bean bag chair.
"You guys go ahead, I'll turn the lights and TV off."
All of the critters clocked out for the week, Charlie being the last one of the bunch. He made sure to follow behind everyone else leaving the lounge and down the hallway. If Glep or Allan mention his covered up “tumor” one more time, Charlie might lose his job and get charged with two counts of attempted murder.
As everyone managed to lock up the headquarters and get outside, the wispy weather set the tone for the evening. Clouds were rolling in. Dark tones getting even darker toward the horizon. Pim was the first (and always the first) to wish everyone a goodbye with an enthusiastic pitch in his voice and exaggerated wave of both pink hands in the cool air.
Allan, being the first to leave on his moped (somehow, his transportation is the exact same color as his tie and helmet), wished Pim a brief goodbye. Glep disappeared into a car almost instantly, being picked up by his loving wife.
“You really should get that looked at, Charlie.”
Before Charlie had the chance to grab onto the red creature and destroy his scooter, Allan rushed off, with a dirt and gravel trail blowing up behind him.
“FUCK YOU, ALLAN. SERIOUSLY, DUDE? GOD!”
“Don't pay attention to him, please, Charlie.”
A soft and caring voice was unearthed from the dust and debris Allan left behind- cutting Charlie's angry energy into something sweeter. Pim's eyes glazed over to the furious critter- Charlie had tears balled up into his eyes, ready to flow at any moment.
“I hate him, Pim.”
“Oh, Charlie, I don't think that's necessarily true. He's just concerned, that's all. They both don't know what we know.”
Pim walked over to Charlie and put his smaller hand on the arm of the bigger guy. Pim felt Charlie's arm fluff stick up from the touch.
“I- I don't need him to be concerned about me, I want him to-TO LEAVE ME HELL ALONE!”
Charlie's arms tightened as he balled his fists in frustration. Tears were falling now, leaving Charlie to whimper in his own chosen, embarassing silence. He kicked up more gravel and debris, and parted ways with Pim's touch dramatically.
Both of the critters felt a split second of loneliness as the touch disappeared.
“Oh, uh, Charlie, it's okay! Here, let's get your mind off of it- Or, if you want, we can talk about it over something special! Hey- I know what we can do! I hope you didn't have plans tonight, come with me!”
Charlie sniffled and turned his somber eyes toward Pim, who was now grabbing his fist and leading him down the street with a comforting grin. The two have never held hands before, they really have never shared anything more than a few hugs or high fives. Best guy friends don't hold hands, right? Right. Nevertheless, the two continued down the street, hand in hand.
The way Pim was treating Charlie as they headed down the street calmed the yellow one down quickly. He could tell that Pim cared for him, he’s always cared, that's why all barriers Charlie built to hide from the world could fall down around the smaller one, exposing everything Charlie truly was. His anger and frustration from the altercation with Allan was replaced with contentment, yet some small fire still remained. The reason for that fire is debatable.
Something about Pim's presence made Charlie's tail wag. The things Pim says, the things Pim does, even just the look on Pim's uneven face can get him worked up. He was unaware if Pim truly knew the reason for his thumps and thuds, how could he not? Charlie still remained adamant to the idea of Pim not knowing, though. For the sake of Charlie's feelings and the pressure in his pants, Pim doesn't know.
As the walk was coming closer to an end, Pim's smile got bigger. The little critter looked up and noticed that Charlie was smiling too. The large critter's cheeks turned orange, hiding the stained tears.
"Here we go, Charrrliiee!!"
The alleyway looked very familiar. This was the street to Charlie's favorite hole-in-the-wall bar, Game Nite.
*
“Another round, boys?”
“Yes ma'am, thank you!”
Pim smiled at the waitress that was taking their 3rd order of the night. Charlie gulped down his favorite beer happily while playing Uno with the pink critter sitting across from him. The drink was a local craft that was limited edition to this place only. It had notes of grapefruit Charlie believed, but Pim tasted a hint pineapple. Pim wasn't too much of a beer drinker, but he loved to try new things- Especially if it was Charlie's favorite. With almost 4 large beers completely empty between the two guys, who knows what it actually tastes like.
“Look Charlie, about work earlier, I know you're self-conscious about your tail, but really, there's nothing you should be ashamed of- I- I kind of-”
Charlie slammed his empty beer glass down on the booth’s table, a little harder than normal, shutting Pim up instantly. The Uno cards shook as alcohol remains ran down the glass and onto the wooden table. Pim wasn't finished with his sentence, but being interrupted saved him from his light buzzed confession.
“Draw 4 and make the color uhh, green, dude.”
Pim drew 4 cards and gasped upon what he grabbed, as if having more cards meant you were winning. Charlie rolled his eyes, he couldn't stand how positive Pim always was, there was something endearing about it, though.
“Charlie, I just think-”
“Look, Pim, I don't like it, okay? I don't want people to know, dude. It's just so… disgusting to own. Doesn't help I'm fat as fuck, either. I really don't want anyone- including Allan and Glep, to gawk at me and start touching it.”
The bartender presented the two with their 3rd round of beers. Charlie's rant abruptly ended when the bartender appeared. The last thing he wanted was someone to hear his big boy tail-focused conversation. With a hiccup from Pim, they both thanked her kindly.
“I just think it's hideous, man. Uno. Your turn.”
Pim downed his 3rd large beer rather quickly. It tasted awful (this round tasted like citrus?), but the buzz tonight was so worth it. The pink guy couldn't hold much, he barely liked to drink; Three beers was a lot to finish, but something about tonight made Pim want more. More of something at least. Not being sober means that Pim can confess things to Charlie, so the pink guy will drink anything.
“Well, Ch-Chawlie, to be completely honest with you, *hick* I've always thought your tail was- uh, handsome. I- I mean, I've never seen it, but the way you describe it- It seems so… cute.”
Pim laid down a combination of skips, draw 2's and reverse cards. The masterful combination left Pim the winner. Charlie looked directly at Pim, wide-eyed. Everything happened so quickly, there was no time to process anything on a semi-drunken mind. Pim thinks I'm cute? My tail is cute!? Pim just won? I'm handsome?
“WAIT- UNO!!... Hehehe, I win, Chawlie!! You're so great at this game, but I'm so lucky to have won!! I never win!!"
Pim gleefully kicked his feet from under the booth, shoes lightly grazing the side of Charlie's leg from the other side. The short physical interaction was enough to send Charlie spiraling. The touches, the sweet words, it's almost overstimulating for the large creature. The lights in the bar lit up Pim's red undertones and gave a gorgeous sparkle to his eyeballs. The pit of Charlie's stomach started to ache. Pim's smile could light up this entire bar on its own.
thud thud thud
“I- Uh- Congrats, Pim. You're good at this game, I- just win- I mean-”
“No, really, Ch-*hick*arlie, you're so good at everything you do, I'm so jealous!”
thump thump thump
Charlie's face was getting warm, after his 3rd beer was halfway downed, the yellow critter started to notice how endearing and sensual Pim was. The romantic attraction wasn't new, it coexisted with Charlie for as long as he could remember, he even sensed it at times from Pim, too, but he took it as a friend just being “nice”. It mainly comes out when the small critter was tipsy, the romantic flirting- I mean, the friendly remarks. The lovey-dovey feeling is always prominent but doubles in size when he's drunk- more barriers to build within already built barriers, he's always told himself.
After a moment of dissociation, he noticed Pim's head was tilted, resting on his shoulder. His eyes were half closed, staring right at Charlie; in a seductive-like manner the yellow one has never seen come from Pim before. A glimpse of his smooth neck was showing off, not really something about critter sees too often.
“I wonder what it's like being such a good boy all the time? Huh, Charlie?"
THUd thud thud thuMP
Charlie's tail was wagging harder than earlier. The involuntary movements from his chubby tail hit the booth’s soft chair, loud enough to catch Pim's full drunken attention.
“This lighting m-makes you look so handsome, Chawlie… The orange light is hitting your soft fur...so perfectly..”
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“..Uh-huh, Pim. I think it's time to take you home, little buddy.”
Pim’s “friendly” remarks, again, weren't new. Being told he was “handsome” or "perfect" was nothing revolutionary. Pim has always told his friends sweet things like that. Pim, however, had a change of tone whenever telling Charlie how good looking he was. It was true and authentic. Of course Charlie still loved hearing these things, it makes his nighttime dreams exciting, but the mixed feelings that come with the phrases are hard to assess sometimes.
Charlie flagged down the waitress to pay the tab. Pim's gaze was locked onto the fluffy critter's entire upper half, his finger traced along the condensation on the table, eyes still glued to Charlie, ears still listening to the pitter patters coming from the booth.
“Oh, the things you do to me drives me crazy, are you aware of that? Or have you no idea?”
Now, that's new.
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“May I ask why your tail makes that beautiful sound when I'm around, Ch-Charlie? *hick* Is it because I'm staring at you? Or- maybe it happens when *hick* you're looking at me!? Perhap-*hick*s it's how I've been talking to you?... Do you like- Do you like that, sexy? Do you like being called a good b-boy, Chawwlie?”
Pim wiped the wet finger pathetically on his shirt, leaving a small dark trail behind. Charlie moved around heated in his seat, trying to get his God forsaken tail to quiet down- Yet the moving only made it worse.
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“Pim- I- I think it's time we get you home, dude. You're not sounding like yourself. That beer is uh- really getting to your head, man.”
“I'm just telling you what I can't when I'm sober, *hick* Charl-lie.”
THUMP THUMP TH-
Charlie stumbled up from the booth, dragging the drunk pink critter by his arm. The heat in his body has risen to temperatures you could fry an egg on. He knew Pim would regret saying these things, he had to stop it before things got too far. As bad as he wants to hear it, God, he wants to hear it, he continued out the bar, pink arm still in a firm grasp. Pim stumbled around but maintained a good posture, better than a lot of small critters who overdo it on the fermented liquid. Charlie hoped the walk home would sober both of them up. Especially the shorter one.
The two head out into the streets, making their way to Pim's apartment about six blocks north. The dark sky contained thousands of viewable stars, lighting up the streets where walkways were sketchy and street lamps were busted. In the distance, thunder cracked. Charlie was thankful he wasn't as drunk as he planned on getting, who knows what would have overcame him in the bar.
*
The walk to Pim's was pretty close, yet felt like miles. A cold front was moving in and so was the rain- Charlie could smell it. He was sobering up enough to get back into his right mind- The mind that was mad at Allan and hateful to himself. Pim, still stumbling and hiccuping, continued to let the large creature guide him home safely.
Normally, it's the other way around. Charlie gets drunk on his depressing feelings, and Pim is left to call an Uber to help him home. Charlie regrets nights like that, using Pim as a therapist, but for some reason, they both do not mind the deep conversations.
“mmm..Ch-Charlie, your grabbing me a little *hick* hard here.”
“O-Oh- Sorry, dude, I wasn't paying attention to the pressure. I just don't want you to fall- I'll let up, man.”
“I didn't say stop, d-did I now, Charlie? You know, I like it rough-*hick*.”
Pim's face was a drunken shade of red, almost violet under the stormy night sky. The wink and giggle Pim sent the yellow one's way sobered Charlie up completely. Charlie’s hoodie was working overtime, trying to cover up Pim's most desirable feature at the moment on this bigger boy.
The flirtatious gestures.
The praise and compliments.
Drunk Pim cracked his wagging code.
In one hand, Charlie had Pim in a firm grasp, in the other hand, his cross necklace, being rubbed and fidgeted with. Charlie was ready to get Pim home and be alone in his own space, too. He needed to be laying in bed, hand in his pants, moaning Pim's name more than ever. Charlie's body was feeling so many emotions, he was ready to crash out if Pim said one more thing to get him worked up even more than he awkwardly was now. The swish and sway of the little yellow tail was going to rub a hole through the hoodie if Pim wasn't careful.
“Pim, we're almost to your place. You gotta stop it, man. You're way too nice when you're drunk off Game Nite beer.”
“mmmm…Are y-you sure it's the *hick* alcohol, Charlie? Or am I d-drunk off sex appeal?”
"Definitely the beer, Pim."
*
The sky became a deep black void, clouds now hiding the beautiful stars and moon. As Charlie helped Pim up the stairs into this apartment complex, the distant thunder roared, alerting both creatures that the storm was here.
“Let's hurry, I still have to walk home, dude. I don't want to get rained on. It's a pretty long walk home from here.”
Pim stumbled tirelessly up the steps, fumbling for his keys at the same time. The walk home seemed to help Pim get a grip; He stopped the compliments and flirting completely. Pim's responses were now soft moans, indicating that Pim was getting restless. The last leg of the walk to Pim's cooled down Charlie's body and he was now back to normal, Thank God.
“mmmm…. You can… mm.. st…ayy here, Cha..mmm”
“Dude, Pim, what are you saying?”
“Here… Charlie. Stay here.”
Pim released his almost bruised arm from Charlie and unlocked his apartment entrance. He flung his whole body weight onto the door, opening it up and almost falling inside. The pink critter stumbled more without the help of his dear friend, but managed to take his shoes off nicely. The cold minimalistic apartment had only the kitchen stove light on. Pim motioned for Charlie to come inside. Charlie took a step inside, but stayed right there in the doorway.
The apartment in which Pim Pimling abides in is very clean, organized, and full of lived-in characteristics. For example, the living room is tidy, but small trinkets from adventures and fun experiences align the bookshelves, tables, and television stand in adoration. The apartment could use a good dusting, but there is only so many hours in the day- Pim wants time to be himself and to exist without responsibilities after work. Next to the television stood a vintage record player setup, as well as a tall full body mirror. Charlie wonders why the mirror is so large considering its owner isn't.
Lightning crashed, filling the room up with way more light and contrasting shadows. Both friends started to hear a downpour of rain unleash upon the apartment's roof. Pim wobbled to his hallway closet, grabbing what seemed like extra pillows and blankets.
“Here… mm… Stay.”
“I uh- really should go, Pim, it's getting pretty bad outside.”
Pim's eyes and furrowed brows made direct contact with Charlie's. With a tone Pim hasn't used at all tonight, he demanded Charlie to not leave. Thunder rumbled followed by another cast of lightning. The shadows caressed Pim's face beautifully, showing off his tipsy anger and stern demeanor.
“You're n-not walking home in the rain, Chaw-Charlie. You're staying right *hick* here, I don't want to hear a single negative thing about it- O-okay? My best friend is not getting sic-*hick*k!”
Orange in his cheeks and feeling oddly compliant, Charlie nodded in agreement. There was no need to fight the little guy, Charlie hates getting his clothes and fluff wet. Plus, the blankets Pim grabbed were his favorite- They were old, smelled like Pim, and had faded graphics of SpongeBob characters on them. Charlie doesn't spend the night often, maybe once a year, but when he does, those are the blankets he chooses to use.
“Uh- Um. Th-Thanks I guess, man.”
“Mmhm.”
Pim stumbled toward the living room sofa, just several feet away from the hallway closet. Since only a small light was on in the nearby kitchen, he proceeded to trip over the blankets, landing awkwardly between the coffee table and couch. Pillows and blankets tangled Pim up like a fly caught in a spider web. Charlie let out a laugh as Pim tried to unravel himself amongst the knot. Amused, Pim wrestled harder, giggling along with the beautiful sound already present in the air.
“Mm.. I know you're *hick* not laughing at me, Ch-Charli-ie.”
“I can't help it, dude. I mean, how did you get tangled up that bad? You barely tripped. It's funny- You're funny. Do you want some help, buddy?”
“mmm…sure, Charlie. *hick* Thank you.”
Charlie left the front entrance and cautiously made his way to the helpless creature. Charlie pushed the coffee table away from the scene. He got on his knees and tried unraveling the little critter from the mess. The situation Pim presented Charlie with was enough to make both of them burst into more laughter, this time with full stomach laughs and little jokes. Charlie tried pulling one side of the blanket over Pim, but more jumbled mess would occur. Pim tried removing his foot, but there was no give. Charlie tried sliding Pim out from his armpits so he could better assess what they were working with, but the pink critter replaced his laughter with a sharp loud squeak. Pim started giggling again, more tears forming. Charlie, startled from the squeak, lost the grip of Pim's arms and of the blanket. He slid forward, yelping. Now twisted, large body positioned perfectly above the smaller body.
“Eeee-hehehe- *hick*! Ch-Charlie you know I’-*hick*m ticklish th-there!”
“AH- Im SO sorry, dude, I forget-”
“mmsshhhh, boy…”
Pim hushed Charlie, free hand laying a finger upon wet yellow lips. The touch of Pim's finger sent electricity down Charlie's spine. Charlie was looking down at Pim lying beneath him; He looked perfect in the faint light- A soft grin, a half-lidded gaze, and a dark blush took over every exposed part of Pim's skin. Lightning crashed, displaying those gorgeous shadows upon Pim's face like once before. Charlie's eyes couldn't eat up the view fast enough.
As the thunder roared, Charlie and Pim stayed positioned in such a way for a several moments in complete silence.
“I- *hick* think you look very sexy from this-this angle, Char-lie-.”
Pim removed the finger from Charlie's lips, dragging his hand down passed the throat to the dangling cross necklace that never leaves the larger critter's neck. Charlie's wide eyes followed the hand- No words escaping his agape mouth, just a hard swallow and an exposed tail, wagging harder than ever. Somewhere in the process of untangling Pim, his hoodie was pulled up, and pants slightly sagging, just enough for his tail to be completely broken from the prison of clothing. His tailpiece was exposed in the cool living room air, swaying freely.
Pim played with the necklace with soft tugs on the chain. His fingers weaved throughout the chain, cross shimmering in the low light. Pim’s eyes were slowly blinking, as if he was taking in the view as much as possible. The humming of the pink creature did something extreme to the pit of Charlie's core. The noises mixed with the necklace play was enough for him to feel buzzed again just like how beer #2 made him feel at the bar.
Pim let go of Charlie's chain and placed his hand on his pink fiery cheek. The warmth from Pim's face counteracted the chilly feeling the necklace left on his fingers. The lustful critter turned his head away from Charlie, looking toward the powered off TV.
“You know, If I were gullible, Charlie, I'd believe *hick* you liked being here. Right on top of me. Like the pretty boy I know you are.”
Charlie didn't respond with words, but instead gave a silent response freely in the dark, silent living room- Tail wags. His backside aching with how heated the large critter was getting. Pim’s words sent signals to Charlie in ways nobody else could.
Thunder rolled and a large touch of nearby lightning lit up Pim's living room. With only a few seconds passing, Pim caught a glimpse of the two creatures on each other in the large mirror that was located beside the TV. Charlie's eyes still fixated on Pim's covered body.
The mirror also showed Pim a fluffy, stubby tail going several miles per hour.
“hmm..Maybe I'm not as gullible as I think. Say, Charlie– ..mmm…
*hick*
Do you know h-how beautiful you look right now?”
“I- W-what are you talking about, dude?”
Charlie turned his head and squinted his eyes, hoping to see what Pim was seeing in the nonexistent light of the living room. Lightning struck again, now showing both critters what the mirror had to offer.
Charlie jumped up off of Pim. He fixed his pants and hoodie before completely standing up. If there was a competition for how fast a large critter could get up, Charlie would've placed gold. As the yellow guy got up, His foot yanked the blankets hard, setting Pim free.
Embarrassment overtook Charlie- Pim saw what his tail looked like. Even if it was for a few seconds, Charlie's hidden fear was now exposed to one of his closest friends. His ugliest feature was exposed to the guy he was deeply in love with.
What if he laughs at me? Makes fun of me? I know I won't take that well. Is he going to tell Allan and Glep what he saw? God, I'm so ugly.
“Uhm! So, Thanks for having me, Pim. Looks like the rain is clearing- Yeah, I'm just going to head out now..-”
Charlie headed toward the door to leave, the panic was taking control of his system. Shaking, Charlie fumbled around for the door knob.
“charlie-”
“I can't even hear the rain anymore, dude. What great timing, yeah? Thanks again-”
“Charlie.”
Pim grabbed onto the sleeve of Charlie's cotton hoodie. The grip was so strong, the fabric could have ripped. Pim wasn't wobbling anymore or hiccuping, the alcohol was somehow magically cleared out of his system. The tight tug of the hoodie sleeve turned Charlie away from the door to face the other being in the apartment. The tension and avoided eye contact Pim was sensing made Pim tug harder.
“How many times do I have to keep telling you, Charlie? Have you been listening to anything I've been telling you this entire evening?”
“What- What do you mean?”
Pim let go of Charlie's hoodie sleeve and swiftly grabbed him by the neck of the same piece of clothing. Pulling Charlie down and on the same level as Pim. Charlie's nervousness got worse, tail trying to hide between his legs. Everything Charlie has gone through tonight was enough to drive the poor guy nuts. Switching between anger, nerves, and horniness, the yellow dude needed more to drink.
“This entire night I've done nothing but compliment you, Charlie. Oh, couldn't you tell? mmm… By the way you kept thumping at the booth, I thought you'd get the hint by now. I surely did.”
“Oh- That? About that, Well-”
“No matter what state I'm in, Ch-Charlie, what remains the same is how lovely and endearing I think you are. I like to admit it after a drink or two because that's when I'm not afraid to tell you how I really feel."
Pim's face got closer to the hunched over creature, close enough to where Charlie could smell alcohol lingering on Pim’s breath. Pim's eyes gained that look in them that drives Charlie absolutely insane.
“Being around you makes me hot, Charlie. Your personality, your body, everything about you turns me on. I need you.”
Charlie gulped, his heart was racing and head was spinning. All he could focus on was the words coming out of Pim's hot mouth and the longing look in his uneven eyes.
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Charlie's backside was starting up again, hitting the front door softly. Pim brought Charlie down toward him further past his mouth, so the pink critter could get closer to his ear. Whispering into Charlie's ear, goosebumps covered his neck and arms.
“And that tail of yours, Charlie, my gosh how hard it gets me.”
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“How it responds to me praising you, the sounds I hear whenever you look at me, it gets me soaked, Charlie. You're perfect. I want to see what else I can do to get a reaction out of it- Out of you.... What do you think, puppy?”
THUMP THUMP THUMP
Pim let out a soft airy laugh on Charlie's neck, sending more bumps down Charlie's body. He let go of the orange hoodie, pushing Charlie back up in the process. Charlie was frozen- All but his backside, frantically hitting the door. And he didn't care. No, not at all. Every worry, every disgusting thought he had about the part of his body he disliked most, vanished from his mind momentarily. All he could fathom was what was right before him- Pim. He needed Pim. In every aspect of that sentence, Charlie needed Pim.
“Uh, Pim.”
“Yes, Charlie?”
“I need you to show me what else you can do to me, you know, like what you- j-just said, yeah. That.”
“hmmm… Oh, yeah?”
Pim closed his eyes and opened them slowly, a flame growing deep within the depths of his pupils. The light from the kitchen gently showed how smooth Pim's skin was. Charlie couldn't take the teasing anymore.
“I need you so bad, Pim, dude, I can't see straight, man. Like, I've never felt like this before.”
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“Given your pants are already tight, I bet this won't take long at all. What do you think, darling?
Be a friend and get on your knees for me."
"Wha-what?"
"I said down, boy."
Pim grabbed Charlie's hoodie ties and yanked them toward the ground, sending Charlie's buckling knees to the floor. A loud thud echoed through the apartment. They were now the same height, face to face. Pim's hand let go of the hoodie strings and made its way up to Charlie's nose. Pim scratched and petted the large yellow critter, sending a little whine out from Charlie.
wag wag wag wag
"mm-Pim, dude. Please-"
Pim grabbed Charlie's hand, helping him up and to the couch. Over the blankets and pillows they were caught up in, Pim pushed Charlie down onto the middle section of the sofa. The leather texture cooled Charlie's body, giving him a sense of relief compared to the hard floor.
Before Pim moved onto another fantasy of his, he stared at Charlie, taking in everything that's happened and might happen. His hands and eyes were ready to explore such a beautiful person.
“Uh, Pim? You- Uh, okay, dude?”
After another moment of sight seeing, Pim got back to work, jumping onto Charlie's lap, facing and straddling him.
“Yeah, Charlie, I was just mapping out places I want to suck on first. A sexy body like yours needs to be taken good care of.
Hoodie and t-shirt off, now, please.”
Pim's words felt like the lightning that was crashing outside. Charlie leaned his head back and shakingly sighed, hoodie and shirt quickly disappearing off his fluffy torso. The cool leather on Charlie's back made his hips buck up, exposing his chubby tailpiece from his pants.
thump thump thump
“So you do agree, huh, Charlie? Your body? It's sexy? Gosh... so intoxicating... I can hear you thump in agreement, you don't have to tell me anything.”
Pim leaned forward, he licked and nipped Charlie's collar bone. This time Pim got a vocal moan of agreement. Pim worked his way slowly from the collar bone over to the middle of Charlie's neck. Kisses and saliva trailed over, making the cold air of the living room lightly sting where he was just bitten. Charlie looked down at Pim gently kissing his body. He's never felt this attractive in his entire life.
“D-dude, Pim, I'm-”
“You're what, big guy, a good boy?”
THUMP THUMP THUMP
A schlick sound came from the pink creature's mouth as he sucked around Charlie's chest. Pim's tongue traced lightly around parts of Charlie's nipples that seemed to be sensitive. The more vocal Charlie got, the more pleasure he received. Charlie's lower body bucked up with every sweet spot Pim found.
After a few moments of getting Charlie comfortable and relaxed, Pim grabbed onto the cross necklace and tightened it around Charlie's throat. In the same breath, Pim grinded down onto Charlie's groin. The friction brought a tingling sensation to both Charlie and Pim's bodies. Charlie grabbed onto Pim's hips and forced him down again. The tight restraint of Charlie's throat, mixed with the hot friction of both parties’ pants, made Charlie choke a whine out. Pim's little moans added into the mix almost sent Charlie over the edge- Until Pim stopped grinding and gripped the necklace tighter.
“Tell me you're a good boy, Charlie.”
Pim was up on his knees, hard on pressed up against Charlie's stomach and bruised kisses. Charlie's hungry lap was all of a sudden empty.
“I need to hear you.”
“I- Pim-”
Pim's ass quickly crashed down onto Charlie's clothed dick and back up again, sending a painful and pleasurable growl out of Charlie.
“Ff-fuck, dude- Please don't make me do this-”
Again, Pim tightened the necklace and crashed onto his lap again, this time moaning Charlie's name loudly, teasing beyond belief.
“Who's a good boy, Charlie?”
THUMP THUMP THUMP
“Pleas-e, man, f-fuck- I'm a good b-boy-”
“mmm… go on, darling, for me?"
Still with a firm grasp on Charlie's necklace, Pim unzips and pulls down his pants, exposing his twitching penis to Charlie. A shy look overcame Pim, but quickly faded once Pim worked at Charlie's zipper. Hot breath being exchanged by the two, Pim leaned forward to let Charlie access his own zipper to help out. Pim nibbled on Charlie's neck, letting himself grind his dick up on Charlie's stomach where hickeys formed as he waited, making the other big critter jealous.
THUD THUD THUD THUD
“Shit, Pim, where is this coming from- God, dude.”
“Something about the way your tail makes sound when you get excited really makes me flustered, Charlie.”
“Fuck, that sounds nice.”
Charlie managed to pull his pants down- Hands back holding the side of Pim. He carefully lowered Pim back into his lap. Both of their penises now side by side. Pim twitched and squeezed the cross's chain at the size difference. Charlie smiled at how Pim's face was flushed at the contrasting sight before him. After a second of adoration, Pim's glance shot back up to Charlie again.
“Tell me how sexy you are and i'll touch you, Charlie.”
“Oh, come on, man, not this again- I'm begging-”
Pim moved his hips forward, adding a light painful pressure to Charlie's groin. Necklace pressure tight enough to break the chain. Pim tried not to make a sound, but a tiny moan escaped him. The pain made Charlie dizzy.
“Tell yourself how hot you are, Charlie. I want to cum to it. Now, be a good little listener and do as you're told.”
“I- Fuck- Pim. I'm hot, okay? I- I'm hot. There you go. Please, man, just touch me now.”
Pim rolled his hips up once more, back on his knees, this time staring right into Charlie's eyes. Pim let go of the necklace and went straight to his neck, squeezing until Charlie bucked up and choked out another squeak.
“Say it enough to where you believe it.”
THUMP THUMP THUMP
Pim let go of Charlie's neck, lowered back down, and placed one hand on Charlie's fluffy stomach, drawing little circles in sweet spots below the belly button. Pim's other hand was waiting patiently to get started.
“I'm sexy, Pim.”
“What was that, darling? I didn't quite hear you. Speak up for me, won't ya?”
Pim spit into his waiting hand and placed his fingers and palm around his dick, pumping it as Charlie's was left right there, untouched.
"I-I'm hot."
Pim worked the spit everywhere it needed to be and started to touch Charlie's member. He shivered in response.
“I'm sexy.”
“mmm… Yeah you are, buddy. Keep it up for me. Don't make me beg. What kind of friend makes the other beg to be touched? That's just cruel…”
THUMP THUMP THUMP
“Fuck, I'm so so sexy. My body is so hot.”
Pim hummed and got to work giving what Charlie wanted. Due to the size difference, Pim used his hand as well as his hips to make sure all of Charlie's length was taken care of. Pim’s breath hitched as Charlie continued calling himself good looking. The thudding from his backside almost sent Pim cumming way too early.
The hips grinding up on Pim's indicated that Charlie was enjoying this and closer than Pim originally thought. Maybe these affirmations were doing something to more than just Pim? Pim continued to touch and grab Charlie's dick and sweet spots around his stomach. He laid his head forward onto the yellow one's chest and started nibbling in any place he could reach. He wanted to leave marks everywhere.
“I'm so fucking sexy- Ah- Fuck me, Pim-”
“..mmmmm….”
“My body is so perfect, Every inch of me is- ah–”
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUD
“Even my tail- Fuck, Pim, It's just so-”
Pim's eyes widened as Charlie moaned about his tail. Everything crashed and exploded in the pink critter's body.
“Ch-chaAAAHH-”
Hearing those words crucified Pim's soul, the overwhelming climax of love for Charlie was too much for the little critter to handle anymore. Not only did Pim cry out once for Charlie, but two orgasms back to back left Pim yelping and shaking. Charlie watched as Pim got off hard to his tail remark- His most self-conscious feature. The look of Pim's cum-covered shaking legs, the powerful aftershock, all while maintaining grip on Charlie's dick sent an orgasmic feeling over the larger critter, too. He bucked up, bringing Pim forward with him, both members sandwiched between the two- The weight of Pim's shivering body upon Charlie's dick sent the yellow critter to another dimension. Sticky, sweating, and just a tad bit uncomfortable, Charlie was dizzy, unable to open his eyes.
They both laid there in silence, breathing heavy, thinking about what just happened.
“P-Pim.”
“Charlie.”
“I saw stars and shit, dude. I didn't know I could ever feel like that. Wow, that was epic.”
“What did I tell you earlier, lover boy?”
“You were so right, man.”
thump thump thump
*
“So, you're not dying of cancer?”
“Tabafeba?”
Allan and Glep stared at Charlie's stocky tail. Charlie came into work Monday, and for the first time, he was proud of who he was. Pim changed his outlook on himself and brought a positive hand into helping Charlie give himself grace and patience. Charlie's tail was still able to be covered, for when he's out on a call (he's working on it), but in the Smiling Friends Headquarters, Charlie is learning to be better to himself.
‘I guess you do have longer than 6 months to live? Pay up, Glep.”
“What are you, Allan, a dumbass? I'm not dying. I have a tail, alright? Drop the cancer shit. Not cool.”
"pffftebabha."
Glep and Allan seemed to be unphased by the revelation that is Charlie's backside. Actually, both were disappointed Charlie wasn't growing something extraterrestrial out his tail bone.
“Who cares about a tail, Charlie? It was cooler when we thought you had a tumor.”
“I know a couple of people that find it cool, Allan- Sexy even.”