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Part 2 of Pendeogans
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2021-03-27
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Damn Good Tea

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Not canon-Maybe she should have used google translate because this tea is making them feel a little funky...

Chapter 1: Popcorn and Tea?

Summary:

They drink some tea and then fuck, what else do you want from me?
If you don't know what a Pendeogan is look here https://www.deviantart.com/pendeoclub/journal/What-Is-A-Pendeogan-237786405

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It was movie night at the gangs house, but sadly Romie was visiting her parents and Damien had an after school board meeting. Alex was making the popcorn when Alissa walked into the kitchen with a small, round, pink tin.

“I got some new tea, would you like to try it with me”?

“Tea with popcorn”? Alex raised an eyebrow. Popping started up from the microwave. He leaned against the counter and put his palm out, expectantly.

“It just came in today, I’m really excited! I was looking at all these fancy tea’s and this one was on sale. I think that’s because it’s a valentines day thing. Well I think it is… I mean look at it”. She placed the tin in his palm for him to inspect. The label had few lines of non-Western characters and the pink tin was decorated with drawings of hearts and leaves. He rolled it in his hand. If it was for valentines day the sale would make sense, it being march now.

“Do you even know what this says”? He handed the tin back to her. Alissa shrugged,

“No, but it was on the tea website and it was really highly rated”. Alex laughed, taking the popcorn out of the microwave and putting it into a bowl.

“Watch it be the nastiest thing you ever drink”. Alissa pulled some mugs from the cabinet.

“Well you are trying it too. If I go down, you’re coming with me”. Alex flicked a piece of popcorn at her.

“Just hurry it up. I’ll start it without you”. He went to the living room, probably to hoard all of the popcorn for himself. Alissa brewed the tea while Alex set up the movie. She walked into the living room with two steaming mugs, looking down at the DVD case on the coffee table.

“Red”? Alissa questioned the title as she handed him one and sat next to him on the couch.

“Oh trust me, you’ll love it. It’s one of those spy flicks”. Alissa sat down and watched as Alex took a sip of the tea. He glanced at her from over the brim of the mug.

“What, did you poison it or something? Waiting for me to drop dead”? She snickered.

“Oh yea, in fact, there’s not any tea at all, just poison. Hope you’re ready to kick it’. He lightly kicked at her and she batted at him with her tail, laughing.

“Okay now that you haven’t dropped dead I’ll try it”.

“Great use me as a test subject… it is kinda bitter though, did you put any sugar in this”? Alex started the movie and held back a laugh as Alissa grimaced after swallowing a mouthful of tea.

“OF COURSE I put sugar in it, what am I an animal? But yea... it is kinda bitter”. Alissa looked into her cup a bit sadly. “I expected more from a fancy tea”. Alex laughed.

“Eh- sometimes things that are expensive.... are worse”.

“Thanks, like memeing is going to take away my depression”. Alex poked at her side.

“But you’re smiling”. Alissa batted his hand away.

“Shut up and watch the movie. I don’t get how his neighbors aren’t freaking out right now, I mean, that’s like a billion gunshots. You can’t tell me they just slept through that”. Alex shrugged and sipped his tea.

“I mean I would be laying on the ground or go in the basement, so I don’t get shot”. She hummed in agreement and quickly gulped down the rest of her tea. “Dude- you always get mad when I do that! ‘Tea is an experience Alex! You can’t just chug it, you have to sAvOr it’”, He mocked with a high pitched voice.

“It’s just bitter and I didn’t want to waste it but I didn’t want to ‘experience’ it”. Alissa wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind for next time”. Alex rolled his eyes.

“Oh no-no. Only I can do that. I bought it, it’s mine to do with as I please. You, on the other hand, are forced to experience the bitterness”. Alex rolled his eyes and took another sip.

“It’s not that bad”. The conversation died out and the two continued to watch the bald hero kick ass.

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The speakers groaned and squealed with car race on screen. Meanwhile Alissa was drifting in and out of her thoughts. Her clothes felt soft and warm on her skin. The way the light from the TV flickered across the room had her mesmerized. Alex was petting her tail nonchalantly, which was not an uncommon occurrence but was steadily drawing her attention. The heat from his big hands, soaked into her and traveled up her tail into her spine. The room seemed to grow increasingly warmer, not in an entirely uncomfortable way. She could feel each of his fingers' individual pressure through her fur and it sent a shiver through her body. Heat coiled in her stomach.

Alex knew what it was like to be high. This was not unlike that feeling, very pleasant and calming. He didn’t think anything of it. Something smelled really good but he didn’t want to put in the effort to figure out what it was. He relaxed back into the couch and felt the gentle pull of gravity against his muscles. Alex rolled and cracked his neck and FUCK it felt so much better than usual. He groaned happily. There was a squeak and Alissa’s tail jerked off his lap. He lazily lolled his head to the side to look over at Alissa whose head quickly snapped away from him.

“I would like my blanket back, please”. He reached over to grab at Alissa’s tail. It flicked away from his hand and thumped against the couch.

“Not right now,” Alissa crossed her legs, uncrossed them and re-crossed them. She did the same with her arms. In fact, it seemed like she couldn’t stop moving; uncrossing her arms to pull her tail to her chest and play with the blue fur. Alex whined childishly.

“Whyyyy? It keeps me waaarm”. He slid from his sitting position to lay with his head next to her lap, his legs draping over the arm of the couch.

“I don’t want your cold hands on me right, now”. He knew she wasn’t serious; his hands weren't cold. He was really hot right now anyway.

“But I like it when you warm up my lap”. Alissa looked down at him and the lighting from the movie changed, brightening the room. He could see her face was flushed and he winked.

“Don’t say that”. She pushed his cheek away forcing him to face the screen. Her hands were unusually hot. Alex sat up and looked again. The flush had not faded and she was breathing sort of quickly.

“Are you okay”?

“Yea, of course! Why, are you okay”? The way her fists balled up in her lap told him she was lying. He didn’t answer as he reached out to cup her cheek. Alissa shivered at the contact. After her lashes fluttered, he could see her pupils were very dilated.

“You don’t look…” he stopped because he was going to say “You don’t look so good” but she looked outstanding right now. His thumb brushed against her cheek and when her lips parted in a silent gasp, he had to restrain himself from pushing his fingers into her wet mouth. He snatched his hand away from her face. She grabbed at her tail and started apologizing.

“No- no you’re fine kitten, I’m just a bit fucked up right now, is all”. He should have recognised the familiar fog his mind was in.

“Yea, I’ve been feeling kind of weird, too… I think it's the tea.” Alex took a deep breath to steady himself and realized he knew what the smell was. It should have been obvious just by looking at her. He should have recognized the familiar feeling himself, but the high was very strong. Alex started laughing, uncontrollably.

“WHAT”? Alissa watched as he clutched his knees and bent forward from laughing so hard. After a minute she couldn't help but laugh as well. The two were in tears by the time their giggles died down. Alissa was hyper-aware of Alex’s hand on her knee. Her hand had ended up on his shoulder. The warmth radiated from his skin through his shirt and the need to slip her hand under the collar of his shirt to touch his skin, grew rapidly.

“I think - I think you bought a philter”.

“What? No, I just bought the tea”. Her gaze dragged along his jawline drinking in any sight of exposed skin. He smiled and held back another laugh so he could explain without sending them into another fit.

“No, a philter, like an aphrodisiac”. Alissa swallowed and pulled her hand back slowly from his shoulder. She was definitely fighting several urges right now.

“That’s... a theory.” She didn’t want to admit that she was horny as fuck and bit her lip to try an focus. “Are you sure it's not just weed”?

“Ha! This is not weed, I would have known as soon as you opened that tin”. He leaned back and stretched his arms over his head groaning pleasantly at the sensation. His shirt gets pulled up a little, exposing his stomach for a moment before he tugs it back down. “Feels similar, though it doesn’t do this”. He motioned to the obvious boner straining against the denim of his jeans. Alissa’s heartbeat thrummed in her chest.

“I uh- I wouldn’t know”. She gulped and squeezed her tail in her hands. Sure this was an awkward situation. It was kind of her fault anyway she bought the tea. Normally he would cover up or leave the room but Alex was just leaning back, legs spread wide open, bulge just clearly visible. Alissa should have been ashamed to say that she was staring openly, but she wasn’t. Should she leave? She could hardly think with the thrumming in her ears. Alex barely even hears her, that soft little whine just echoing away in the back of his head.

“God, I’m so hot, I can’t think.” She pushes up her half sleeves. Alex’s eyes drink up every bit of skin he sees. He can see the way she’s trembling. It was different from his soothing high. “I think I should go”. That got his attention. He slumped over, his head landed on her lap.

“Probably shouldn’t be alone...you might have an allergic reaction”. His face was so close. Her thighs burned where he laid. Alissa hissed under her breath. Alex’s eyes grew wide and he sat up.

“I’m sorry, hey if you need to leave you can go, I’m just used to these things I didn’t realize how much it was affecting you.” Head down, her fists dug into her pants. “I’ll just go”. He got up from the couch.

“You don’t have to”. But he should. The longer he sat there the more the high clashed with the pheromones she was pumping out. Alissa mumbled.

“I just want you to fucking touch me.” He turned. His eyes wide. No fucking way. She wouldn’t say that. He could hardly breath.

“What”?

“I-“ she looked up at him with pleading eyes. “You can stay if you want”. He stilled for a moment processing his thoughts trying to ignore the tingling sensation that ran up and down his spine.

“No, repeat what you said,” That last part comes out as an actual growl this time, and Alissa clenched her thighs together. She spoke softly.

“Please touch me”.