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Chapter 2 (WARNING: LONG)
It had been a few days since that little incident in the shower. I'd managed to get the various Neko-related supplies like a litterbox and a bed. Marcus had settled in pretty well, he seemed happy enough, he would greet me at the door and curl up on my lap. All the stuff you'd expect of a Feline Neko. Though I will be honest. After that little moment in the shower, it seemed that I found him more...I don't know, sexual.
It may be the fact that I had seen him a sexual light, the actions of his last master seen through half-opened doors had rubbed off on him, and now I'd shown myself as capable of the same sorts of things. I wasn't really certain what this would entail, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem, Marcus was still young, he probably didn't know a thing about sex.
I came home in a reasonably good mood, it was Friday night, time for a lazy evening in with the Xbox and a fish supper. I opened the door and strode inside, dropping the small plastic bag from the takeaway by the sofa. “Marcus! I'm home!”
Marcus bounded around the sofa and wrapped his little arms around my waist, nuzzling his head against me. His head level though, was right at my crotch. I felt a stirring and tried to snap myself out of it, in human years Marcus looked to be about 8 years old.
“Hey kitty, I missed you too.” I pet him softly between his ears and he purred approvingly. He let go of me and sort of skipped over to the sofa, curling up in his usual spot. I picked up the back and removed the two containers within. I set them both down on the coffee table and opened them, one was battered cod and chips for me, the other was a nice big pile of fried tuna for Marcus.
We both got stuck into our respective meals, Marcus didn't talk much, though to be fair he didn't have much to talk about, and I didn't have anything to talk about that would interest him.
Marcus finished his food a fair few minutes before I had, he then took up position on my lap for his post-meal nap. I finished my food and dropped the container of the table. I sat back and sighed with satisfaction at the meal. I felt some movement and looked down, Marcus had shifted onto his back so he was looking up at me.
“Master?”
“Hm?”
“Do you love me?”
Oh boy. I thought we'd left that question behind after the shower-room incident. My loins twitched at the memory.
“Of course I do, why wouldn't I?”
Marcus' eyes glinted with some unknown intent.
“Can we play a game?”
“Uh...Sure. What game?”
“Well, I don't know what it's called but it goes like this.”
He clambered up into a sitting position, mounting my thighs in the classic cowgirl position, Marcus' last master certainly didn't care much for privacy, maybe that's why he threw the poor kitten out, maybe he started trying to join in.
“It's a game that people play when they love each other very much~.” He said in an almost song-like tone. He reached down and pulled off his shirt. This was the first time I'd seen his naked body since I'd first brought him in. It was incredible. His chest was tiny and smooth, a pair of little puffy nipples dotted his otherwise perfectly even colour. He had a tight little abdomen, outlined by his ribs and hip bones. His skin was like velvet, not a single imperfection to be found.
He caught me staring at him and giggled.
“You have to be naked too master~.” He reached down and began to carefully pull up my shirt too.
I couldn't do this! Have sex with a Neko!? I'd be arrested! They'd call me insane! I reached down and held his wrists.
“I'm sorry Marcus, I can't...”
“B-But...You said you loved me!” Oh no...
“I do but-”
“You Humans are all the same!” Tears were coming to his eyes.
The world seemed to slow, grinding to a near halt for what seemed like hours, I was gazing into the eyes of this child-like creature, I'd taken him in out of the storm, given him hope, told him he was important to me, and he tried to repay that gesture the only way he understood, then I betrayed him. No way, I wasn't going to make the mistakes that his last so-called master had. The world came spinning back in a blur of split-second decisions and suddenly Marcus' face was a whole lot closer. His eyes were closed and he was making a soft whimpering sound.
I had kissed him.
It made no sense at first, the adrenaline blocked any form of rational explanation for me having done this. But I didn't care, I took a risk and I was going to see it through.
Marcus pulled back from me, he took a slow breath in through a half-opened mouth, his eyes still heavy and his face slowly turning redder.
“Luh...Love...” He sighed.
I pulled him back onto me, his little chest pressing softly on mine and resumed our kiss. Marcus showed every sign of a first-timer. The way he squirmed as our lips locked together, the small yelp he made when I gently dominated his tongue with mine, wrapping mine around it and making it dance. The shaking of his hands as he began to lift my shirt again.
My shirt passed over my head and landed on the floor with barely a sound. We continued our kiss, my hands had begun to wander around his body; stroking with the tips of my fingers, his hips, his chest, his shoulders, his back, before coming to an end at the base of his tail. I played with the waistband of the child sized boxer shorts he was wearing, gripping them tightly and starting to pull them down. I lifted his hips a little and slowly but surely removed the last of his clothing. Marcus had wrapped his arms around the back of my neck and had started to pull, trying to keep my mouth tight against his. All this time Marcus was making the cutest and most erotic sounds I had ever heard, he shifted between tiny sharp squeaks, a deep moaning purr and long happy sighs. I had never dated a girl who made sounds like this.
I pulled back from the kiss, much to Marcus' distress and examined him again. His cock was only a few inches long, maybe 3 or 4 at most. It barely reached his navel. But it was filly formed, it was standing straight up to attention and was twitching and throbbing in time with his rapid lust-fuelled heartbeat.
I unbuckled my belt without waiting another moment and yanked it off. I shuffled them down until they and my own undergarments were bunched up at my knees. My own member was standing proud, easily dwarfing the other before it.
“You remember this. Don't you?” I whispered to him. He nodded slowly, seeming unable to take his eyes away from it.
“Since you made you master feel really good last time. I'm going to give you a reward.”
I presented my left hand to him, open with palm up.
“Lick.” I ordered. Obediently he began lapping around every exposed area of my fingers and hand, the expression he wore suggested even this gave him incredible pleasure. Once I felt he was done I pulled my hand away and kept it to one side. I used my right hand to grab his soft, round little bottom and lifted, he leaned forward into me and his cheek was now resting on my collarbone. I trailed my saliva-coated hand down his back, his tail swayed slowly left to right in an almost hypnotic pattern.
I used my thumb to spread him, opening the way for my well-lubricated left. I lined up my index finger with his waiting hole and applied some pressure. He moaned a little and I took that as encouragement to continue. I pushed a little harder and after a little resistance the tip popped inside.
Marcus took a sharp breath and screwed his eyes shut. His face turned a deep crimson. He held that breath for a while before shakily exhaling and taking another breath.
“How does it feel?” I whispered again. He looked up, eyes still screwed shut.
“S-strange...But...I like it.”
I leaned down and slipped my tongue neatly into his opened mouth. He accepted my gladly and we resumed our passionate kissing. His hole slowly relaxed and adjusted for my finger's proportions and I began to worm it deeper. With each inch I went deeper his hole clenched a little. At this point I froze my movements and waited for him to ease before moving again. I soon reached the base of my finger, his warm and silky insides welcomed my slick digit. I performed the movement again in reverse, but only pulling out by about an inch. Then I slowly started to pump it.
Marcus' eyes fluttered with pleasure and lust. His hips began to grind against my finger in sync, it was like some sort of dance, we could feel each other's wants and reacted, moving gracefully and seamlessly from one action to the next.
The tip of my finger contacted with something, a small circular lump inside him. Marcus twitched and a small trickle of pre oozed from his cock head. I began to stroke and jab at his prostate. He made a noise like he didn't want it but he did nothing to stop me. After only a few seconds Marcus pulled back from our kiss and cried out to the ceiling. His cock shook and fired a few blasts of cum up onto his chest and belly. He shivered a little before going limp in my arms, breathing heavily.
“There we go kitty.” I said with some degree of pride. “Wasn't that good?”
He made a “Uh-huh” sound and smiled weakly.
“Well we're not finished yet. Now you and master will feel good together.”
I lifted him up and cradled him in my arms, I stood and shuffled off the last of my clothes and left them at the foot of the sofa. Marcus barely weighed a thing in my arms. I carried him to my bed and set him down. He lay on his side, sprawled out a little. I slid myself carefully behind him so we were spooning, when his bottom was against my crotch his head only just reached my chest. I ground my erect member against his back and without a word moved him upward. I lined up my cock head with his slimy prepared hole and pushed. The head slipped in with almost no resistance and I almost came right away from the feeling.
I looked down at Marcus' face, his eyes were closed, his cheeks were burning red, his mouth was open with a small smile on his face and his tongue hung loosely out to one side. I knew talking would serve no purpose. Marcus' mind wasn't with him any more, he had cast himself away to a world of pure sexual pleasure and love. And I had half a mind to join him there.
It took almost a full three minutes slowly easing myself deeper and deeper into the little Neko, his arms clung to mine tightly, wrapped around the forearms that held him in a loving embrace. But soon I was fully a part of him. His childish body was no match for my adult member, running my fingers across him I could feel a rounded outline of it bulging in his belly.
I started my retreat, Marcus' inside clung to me like they couldn't stand to see me leave. But this was only the start. No longer needing my guidance my hips began to thrust and pull on their own. Pulling out until only the head remained inside, then pushing back right to the base. I had no idea how long each movement lasted, each felt like an eternity unto itself. The world had turned white around me and I felt myself enter a whole new realm. Every thought in my mind was concentrated at my hips, the sounds we made together merged and bounced around the room, drowning out everything else we could hear.
I could feel a fire burning deep inside me, building with each sensation until it reached it's full potential. I made a long and happy sigh that Marcus echoed exactly. I could feel the warm fluids pouring from me and into him. The heat filled his insides and spread as far as it could reach. Judging by the reaction I could feel, that was exactly what he wanted.
We lay there, panting and sweating, joined at the hip for the rest of the night.
-The End of Chapter 2-
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