the ultimate accessory part 5
part 5, with a small amount of smut. it's probably bad but mrbeaky told me to post it so it's her fault that i'm subjecting you to it XDDDDD
The rest of the walk back to the castle was spent with Vince nattering on about his hair and make up and what he was going to do with Leroy next weekend. Howard giving nods and murmurs in the right places to keep Vince happy while his mind turned Vince’s earlier action and words over and over.
“Oh yeah. We brought one of those in last week.”
The bin man messenger who had brought them to the palace the day before rummaged around in a box.
“We usually keep these sorts of things aside in case someone comes to claim them.”
He produced a piece of yellowed paper.
“Well, thanks for this.” Howard took the map and turned to Vince. “Got the map. Let’s go!”
Vince wrinkled his nose.
“Yeah... ‘bout that....”
“What? Let’s go!”
“We sort of... can’t. We left the book back at the shop. I forgot to bring it.”
“Not a problem.” Howard turned back to the messenger. “You couldn’t give us a lift could you?”
“Sure. We’ve got space. Tomorrow morning.”
“See? Not a problem.”
Vince grinned at Howard.
Howard grinned nervously back.
Vince noticed his nervousness and laughed inwardly. They had one more night here, hopefully sharing the bed this time.
Vince wasn’t quite sure what to make of that and as far as he could tell neither could Howard. But whatever happened, it was sure to be fun.
The day was spent in relative peace, Vince wandering about outside collecting shiny thing like a magpie and Howard discussing the value of recycling and organised rubbish collection with the bin men. Occasionally Vince would come running up to Howard excited by something he’d found. Or Howard would seek Vince out to explain some new revelation he’d had about an item for the shop. All in all it was pretty much like a normal day in the Nabootique.
Eventually night folded over the land of the bin men. And Howard and Vince once again found themselves standing, staring at the bed.
“Look, we’ll just share the bed tonight, yeah?”
Vince stood with his hands of his hips, looking at Howard.
Howard opened and closed his mouth a couple of times like a fish.
“Are you sure you won’t be able to sleep in the bed without me?” There was a hint of desperation in his voice.
“I didn’t get a wink last night. Not until I cuddled up to you on the couch. I was tossing and turning. It was a nightmare!” Vince’s eyes twinkled with mischief.
Howard was standing in indecision when all of a sudden he felt a soft pair of lips on his and a warm wet tongue seeking entry into his mouth.
Automatically, before his brain started working, he opened his mouth. His brain processed what was happening.
He recoiled sharply.
Vince looked at him, laughing. He clambered into the bed, shedding shoes and clothes on the way.
Howard sighed.
“You stay on your side of the bed sir, and I’ll stay on mine.
Howard stripped off down to his pants and climbed into the bed on the other side to Vince, as far away as was possible.
Vince smirked at him from his side of the bed while Howard lay tense and unblinking.
He was just about dropping off when he felt Vince sidle up to him and slide his hands around his torso. He sleepily tried to push Vince of. Vince’s hands just slid lower. Howard’s entire body was zinging with nervous tension. The close unadulterated contact sending shivers of discomfort up and down his body.
“Vince...” Howard growled, warningly. He tried to push Vince off more forcefully this time. “Get o-...” His voice cut out on him when Vince pushed his underwear down. Before he could protest Vince has grasped him and was stroking slowly up and down.
“Wh... wh... Vince? What.... are you doing?”
Vince ran his tongue along Howard’s jawline.
“Don’t you like it?” He purred as he pressed closer to Howard so he could feel Howard’s tail pressed along the length of his leg. It curled up around Vince’s leg, almost as if by a will of its own.
The zinging grew stronger but not in a bad way. Rather it just served to make the feeling of Vince’s hand on him, wrapped around him, so much more intense.
Howard’s zone of thought narrowed until it was entirely filled by just Vince’s hand. The heat and friction, Vince’s thumb stroking the head, sliding up and down and then a jerk of the wrist. The sound of his own breathing, jagged and sharp, and Vince’s, breathy - almost like he was laughing quietly under his breath.
Vince could hear Howard moaning slightly. He felt Howard’s tail slide up his leg , wrapping around it at the top of his thigh, brushing his cock ever so slightly.
Vince’s breath hitched in his throat.
“Vince.... ngh... Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
The abandon in Howard’s voice made Vince’s eyes darken with lust and then feeling Howard’s tail knead his cock through his pants, he groaned.
Working in a rhythm with the kneading he pumped harder and faster.
“Fuck! Howard!”
“Vince!”
Stars floated in front of Vince’s eyes and he felt Howard’s entire body shudder as they came together.
Howard’s tail unwound itself from around Vince’s thigh and curled through his hair, stroking gently.
Vince wrapped his arms around Howard and snuggled up to him, Howard for once not shrugging away off the contact.
Vince nuzzled his head into Howard’s shoulder and his breath ghosted across Howard’s ear.
“Mmm.. ‘ove you Howard.” He mumbled sleepily.
“Right back at you, little man.”
The rest of the walk back to the castle was spent with Vince nattering on about his hair and make up and what he was going to do with Leroy next weekend. Howard giving nods and murmurs in the right places to keep Vince happy while his mind turned Vince’s earlier action and words over and over.
“Oh yeah. We brought one of those in last week.”
The bin man messenger who had brought them to the palace the day before rummaged around in a box.
“We usually keep these sorts of things aside in case someone comes to claim them.”
He produced a piece of yellowed paper.
“Well, thanks for this.” Howard took the map and turned to Vince. “Got the map. Let’s go!”
Vince wrinkled his nose.
“Yeah... ‘bout that....”
“What? Let’s go!”
“We sort of... can’t. We left the book back at the shop. I forgot to bring it.”
“Not a problem.” Howard turned back to the messenger. “You couldn’t give us a lift could you?”
“Sure. We’ve got space. Tomorrow morning.”
“See? Not a problem.”
Vince grinned at Howard.
Howard grinned nervously back.
Vince noticed his nervousness and laughed inwardly. They had one more night here, hopefully sharing the bed this time.
Vince wasn’t quite sure what to make of that and as far as he could tell neither could Howard. But whatever happened, it was sure to be fun.
The day was spent in relative peace, Vince wandering about outside collecting shiny thing like a magpie and Howard discussing the value of recycling and organised rubbish collection with the bin men. Occasionally Vince would come running up to Howard excited by something he’d found. Or Howard would seek Vince out to explain some new revelation he’d had about an item for the shop. All in all it was pretty much like a normal day in the Nabootique.
Eventually night folded over the land of the bin men. And Howard and Vince once again found themselves standing, staring at the bed.
“Look, we’ll just share the bed tonight, yeah?”
Vince stood with his hands of his hips, looking at Howard.
Howard opened and closed his mouth a couple of times like a fish.
“Are you sure you won’t be able to sleep in the bed without me?” There was a hint of desperation in his voice.
“I didn’t get a wink last night. Not until I cuddled up to you on the couch. I was tossing and turning. It was a nightmare!” Vince’s eyes twinkled with mischief.
Howard was standing in indecision when all of a sudden he felt a soft pair of lips on his and a warm wet tongue seeking entry into his mouth.
Automatically, before his brain started working, he opened his mouth. His brain processed what was happening.
He recoiled sharply.
Vince looked at him, laughing. He clambered into the bed, shedding shoes and clothes on the way.
Howard sighed.
“You stay on your side of the bed sir, and I’ll stay on mine.
Howard stripped off down to his pants and climbed into the bed on the other side to Vince, as far away as was possible.
Vince smirked at him from his side of the bed while Howard lay tense and unblinking.
He was just about dropping off when he felt Vince sidle up to him and slide his hands around his torso. He sleepily tried to push Vince of. Vince’s hands just slid lower. Howard’s entire body was zinging with nervous tension. The close unadulterated contact sending shivers of discomfort up and down his body.
“Vince...” Howard growled, warningly. He tried to push Vince off more forcefully this time. “Get o-...” His voice cut out on him when Vince pushed his underwear down. Before he could protest Vince has grasped him and was stroking slowly up and down.
“Wh... wh... Vince? What.... are you doing?”
Vince ran his tongue along Howard’s jawline.
“Don’t you like it?” He purred as he pressed closer to Howard so he could feel Howard’s tail pressed along the length of his leg. It curled up around Vince’s leg, almost as if by a will of its own.
The zinging grew stronger but not in a bad way. Rather it just served to make the feeling of Vince’s hand on him, wrapped around him, so much more intense.
Howard’s zone of thought narrowed until it was entirely filled by just Vince’s hand. The heat and friction, Vince’s thumb stroking the head, sliding up and down and then a jerk of the wrist. The sound of his own breathing, jagged and sharp, and Vince’s, breathy - almost like he was laughing quietly under his breath.
Vince could hear Howard moaning slightly. He felt Howard’s tail slide up his leg , wrapping around it at the top of his thigh, brushing his cock ever so slightly.
Vince’s breath hitched in his throat.
“Vince.... ngh... Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”
The abandon in Howard’s voice made Vince’s eyes darken with lust and then feeling Howard’s tail knead his cock through his pants, he groaned.
Working in a rhythm with the kneading he pumped harder and faster.
“Fuck! Howard!”
“Vince!”
Stars floated in front of Vince’s eyes and he felt Howard’s entire body shudder as they came together.
Howard’s tail unwound itself from around Vince’s thigh and curled through his hair, stroking gently.
Vince wrapped his arms around Howard and snuggled up to him, Howard for once not shrugging away off the contact.
Vince nuzzled his head into Howard’s shoulder and his breath ghosted across Howard’s ear.
“Mmm.. ‘ove you Howard.” He mumbled sleepily.
“Right back at you, little man.”