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They were totally woozy, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. The lot of them swooning onto whatever surface was closest to them afterwards.
As to the why?
It wasn’t hunger, nor any kind of disease causing it. Rather the one special young trooper making his way through the crowd. And, he was smooching each and every one on his path.
Tup, was on a mission.
Sharing kisses with the clones currently in the shared barracks. Each and every one of them present being given a proper treat and certainly none of them complaining about said treatment.
Well, nobody else except Dogma. The one trooper who was surprised to see his supposed boyfriend sharing kisses and freely not to mention to so many!
What the kark?!?
And then there was Hardcase. The trooper whom actually got a kick of seeing Tup expressing his love for his brethren by giving them those famous love licks of his.
As it was, Dogma was still new to the throuple the three now formed; Tup, Hardcase and Dogma. And so, him not fully realising this was all simply part of Tup being Tup, nothing more, nothing less.
As Tup was doing his little tour around the barracks sharing his love, Hardcase was observing his two partners. Dogma having gone all sour faced, sitting in the corner with his arms crossed and sulking. While Tup was living his best life, there never being any underlying intent of anything more than simply having fun.
When it was Hardcase’s turn to get the Tup treatment as fair was only fair after all, everyone getting their bit or bite, Hardcase whispered to his partner after getting his kiss.
“Dogma, he is not all in with this. So, could do something special for him, yeah sweetie?”
“Yeah? I thought later we three could do, ya know, the something special.” Tup had a wicked grin on, having already planned something special for his two partners.
“We are love. But, right now, Dogma is about to blow up of jealousy. It’s all new to him, this, what you’re doing. So would you please, humour me and him?”
Tup gave a sideways glance at Dogma, seeing their other partner hunched up and all alone in the corner.
“Don’t worry love, I will make sure Dogma is well taken care of.”
Tup let out a soft chuckle as he then determinedly waltzed across the room, making his final few rounds before reaching Dogma.
Without any warning, Tup was on top of Dogma in a flash. Seated on his lap and hard too.
“Hey!”
“Shut up Dogma and gimme all your precious sweets!!!”
Dogma simply stared at Tup, not sure what was happening at all.
As Hardcase had been right, Dogma had been jealous seeing Tup sharing his, well, kisses with others outside their relationship. But it was just part of the play, nothing more.
Before Dogma could say another word he had a lapful of Tup grinding into him and a face full of Tup’s best smooches on his lips, face, ears, neck… well, you get the gist, right?!?