I cautiously looked at myself in the mirror, not entirely certain
what I was going to think of what I saw.
"Hmm... not at all bad, I suppose... Kinda cute..." I reached up
to adjust the pointy-eared headband and, satisfied, jingled the
little bell on my collar with a smile. "Who would've thought my
Heero was into catboys?" I had to admit the idea, although it had
never occurred to me before, had a certain appeal. Several
possibilities presented themselves; I'd decided to wait to see how
Heero played it.
Now the wait was over, though. Heero had given me privacy
to "dress" for my role - well, undress was more accurate, as I was
now naked aside from collar and ears - and now I opened the door to
let him back into our bedroom, quickly running back to the bed as
soon as I had done, and kneeling in the centre of it, fingertips
resting between my thighs.
Heero followed me in. "Duo?"
I cocked my head to the side. "Miaow?"
He stopped in his tracks, looking at me properly for the first
time. I saw his eyes widen, and he licked his lips; when I let my
gaze travel below his waist I could see he was already very aroused.
I smirked, lifting a 'paw' and licking it, making sure he could
see. I'd been pretty excited myself getting ready for Heero, and now
his reaction had made sure I was all the way there. I cast a
deliberate glance at my lap just to make sure Heero was aware of
this; when I looked back at him, I knew he was.
He took a few steps towards me, a highly intriguing glint in his
eye. I saw he had got over the initial effect my appearance had had
on him; but then, he always did have exceptional recovery times... I
watched him approach, continuing to lick my hand, but now I turned
my attention to my fingers, running my tongue smoothly up each one,
lingering at the tip... I could have a fairly good guess as to what
Heero was going to have in mind for me, and hopefully this would get
him thinking about it. I certainly had no complaints.
He was in front of me now, looking down at me for a minute before
putting out his hand and gently stroking my hair. I smiled, leaning
into the touch and nuzzling his hand with a contented mew. I was
pleased to hear him draw in a shaky breath as he continued to stroke
my hair and face with one hand.
"Good kitty," I heard him murmur, and I looked up at him
hopefully. "You like to be stroked, don't you? I bet you'd love to
come and sit in my lap so I can pet you."
I nodded, and he sat down on the bed beside me, smiling. He
patted his thighs and I moved towards him, stretching my arms out in
front in a catlike way before crawling over to him and sitting
myself across his lap. I could feel his hardness against my thigh
and I rubbed against him deliberately, loving the small moan he
made. For the moment I controlled myself though, letting Heero do
what he liked; and he didn't keep me waiting long, almost immediatly
bringing his hands up to stroke my body.
It was my turn to moan, then: I love it when he touches me; such
a simple thing, but it turns me on so much. I go weak when I feel
his hands on my skin, sensuous and intimate... I'm a pretty tactile
person, yeah, but Heero's touch... it's just... special. His hands
are always hot as he moves them over me, but he varies what he does:
sometimes he's firm, assured, smoothing over my skin; other times he
uses his fingertips, tracing patterns; other times he caresses me
softly, his hands light and ghosting over me... That's what he was
doing now, both hands moving quickly, stroking me gently. His
tenderness was so erotic, so arousing that I felt like I was going
to overflow, just from that simple contact. I started to purr.
"Mm, you're a real lap-cat, aren't you?" Heero's voice was husky.
I nodded and rubbed my face against his neck, finding myself even
more turned on by his scent.
"I wonder where else you like to be stroked?"
I moaned as one of his hands wandered lazily down my stomach,
eventually - eventually - stopping where I most wanted it. His other
arm wrapped round me, holding me close to his chest. I miaowed in
pleasure as he wrapped a hand round my cock and stroked, in no
hurry; I arched my back as he teased me, mewing pathetically and
spreading my legs in the hope of enticing him.
But he wasn't going to rush. "Aren't you the sex kitten, hm?" He
I couldn't help but smile, looking at him wide-eyed and wriggling
a little in his lap. "Me-ew!"
He moaned appreciatively, and I returned to nuzzling his neck,
licking him with small, light strokes. He tilted his head to allow
me better access; I could hear his breathing growing a little more
ragged, but he'd kept it together admirably so far, I thought. His
own strokes on my hot flesh were suddenly firmer and faster; he took
me by surprise, and I only just managed to turn my moan into more of
"Oh, yes... you like being petted, don't you kitty?"
Ohh, god yes, I thought, if Heero is my master and he wants to
pet me forever, he's perfectly welcome to. He was taking charge so
wonderfully that I couldn't help being the wide-eyed, needy,
attention-seeking little kitten that it seemed he wanted me to be.
I purred and rubbed and licked at him as he brought his free hand
round, from where it was ghosting over my lower back, to tease a
nipple. I moaned against his skin, feeling secure and content with
his arms round me and his hands pleasuring me.
His right hand, the less occupied one, was soon on the move
again, rubbing over my stomach, past its counterpart... and drifting
down between my thighs. For once, I thought, Heero was giving me
what I wanted! And all I'd had to do was be a good kitty. I mewed
and spread my legs wder, gratefully inviting his hand between them
as it meandered its way teasingly closer and closer to me, at just
the right pace to tantalise me without being too frustrating...
I squirmed in his lap, loving feeling his hardness against me and
trying to rub against him as gratuitously as I could. It seemed
Heero enjoyed it as much as I did; his hands faltered a little, and
he couldn't disguise his quiet moan.
Suddenly I didn't feel like being a good kitty anymore. Suddenly
I felt like being a very naughty kitty.
I shifted in his lap more, turning towards him and resting my
hands on his shoulders. He smiled at me and opened his mouth to
speak, but I was quicker, pressing my mouth to his insistently.
It felt wonderful to kiss him; he wanted it as much as I did and
his tongue met mine eagerly. I played for a little while, lapping at
his mouth, making him think I was still the cute, ultra-responsive
little kitty he's started off with... but then, I pounced.
I was pleased with the surprise I heard in his voice as he found
himself pushed back onto the bed, with me on all fours over him; I
hoped surprise wasn't the only reaction I was going to get out of
I grinned. "What is it, Heero?" I lowered myself to a catlike
crouch, straddling his body, so I could continue to lick at his
"What... are you doing?" He was breathless, I noted with
satisfaction, and it definitely didn't seem like he was complaining.
"What," I purred between licks, "does it feel like?" My 'paws'
moved to his shirt, sliding the buttons undone smoothly.
"It... feels like you're... not a kitten any more..." He was
clutching the sheets with one hand, while the other still rested
softly against my side.
I chuckled against his skin. "That's right. I'm not a kitten
now." I lifted my head to meet his eyes. "I'm a wildcat!" I had his
shirt unfastened all the way now, and opened it, swiftly attacking
the exposed skin with light touches of my lips and tongue. I smiled
against one stiffened nipple as he made incoherent noises of
pleasure, and my hands moved ahead of me, down to his groin.
"God... Duo... don't stop... please..."
I could have laughed out loud at the swift reversal of roles. I
lifted my head again to watch his expression as I rubbed my hand
over the bulge in his trousers; his eyes were shut tight, his mouth
open slightly, and he writhed even more when I undid his button and
fly and slipped my hand in. I fondled him through his underwear for
a moment before pushing both them and his trousers down and off
I slid down his body till my mouth hovered over his erection; I
waited till he opened his eyes to look down at me, then I licked my
lips deliberately. "Of course, you know what kitties really like,
I saw Heero swallow.
"Mm? So you know what this kitty really wants?" I lowered my head
still further, not taking my gaze from his.
Heero was trembling slightly; he made no attempt to answer my
question either yes or no, but I let it pass.
"What this kitty really wants... is some cream." I looked down
then, carefully putting out my tongue and lapping at the drop of
moisture at the tip of his cock.
He gasped, and I smiled a little. It seemed Heero didn't mind me
changing his plans one little bit.
I licked again, slowly, seeing how vocal I could make him just
from this touch. Pretty damn vocal, I concluded as I continued to
make small licks up and down his length, like a cat washing. It
wasn't long before he was whimpering more and more often, to my
God, I loved hearing him so needy! I wanted to keep him that way,
too, and to do that, I thought, I'll have to play some more.
I slowly licked down, working my tongue over him, savouring the
taste of him that was so familiar, so exciting. He gasped as I
reached the base of his cock then kept moving... I lapped my tongue
teasingly over his balls, feeling him go limp under my
ministrations - well only most of him, obviously. I smirked, moving
My tongue reached the place we both wanted it. He always sounds
so surprised when I do that, and that always gives me a big thrill;
we don't always have the time to explore each other as thoroughly as
we'd like, so it's always extra special when we get the chance. I
licked teasingly, getting him slick and wet; I noticed in passing
that his thighs were still smooth, a legacy of his preparations for
dressing-up the day before yesterday. He was clutching at the sheets
convulsively, whimpering and moaning in a way that was making me
extremely, and literally, hot under the collar. Gradually, I worked
my tongue inside him; just a little at first, then pushing in
further, spurred on by his constant little sounds of pleasure... I
always love hearing them, and when I use my tongue like that is
probably when Heero makes the most noise. So I kept on, his
reactions making me feel proud of my skill; and, of course, turning
me on so much that it wasn't long before I gave in to his entreaties
and, half-reluctantly, half-eagerly, returned to my former position.
Heero panted, trembling. I grinned, unable to stop myself: I just
loved this game, I loved the way he looked at me, the way he always
looks at me like I'm the sexiest man in the universe... Making him
so desperate for me, making him feel so much pleasure... makes me
feel amazing, so... powerful, so sexy. The thought that I can make
him beg for my touch...
"God, Duo, please! I want..." The last part, whispered, made me
shiver. It was fun to hear him pleading, but I wasn't going to make
him wait that long right now. I was far more interested in the...
cream he had promised me.
Smirking, I lowered my head again. He groaned in relief as I
lapped up the droplets at the tip of his cock, then groaned in
frustration as I withdrew again, licking my lips exaggeratedly, like
I was cleaning my whiskers... but I was only teasing, and after
taking a moment to enjoy his tortured, fascinated expression, I got
straight back to my task again, this time in earnest. I was
confident it wouldn't take long for this cat to get the cream; I'd
put in a lot of effort already, and I wanted the reward. I knew my
hard work had paid off, though, from the way Heero had been reduced
to less-than-intelligible mutterings. I turned my full attention to
what my mouth was doing, taking him in for a few minutes then
withdrawing and using my tongue to caress him, then sucking again...
Gradually I worked up, so the intervals between licking were longer,
keeping my mouth on him for a few more minutes each time. I noticed
that at some point Heero had put his hand in my hair, and now he was
stroking my kitty ears. I would've purred, to show my appreciation,
but of course my mouth was busy, so instead I just angled my head a
little to let him know I wanted more. The touch reminded me of my
role, reminded me how much Heero was enjoying it, and I moaned
quietly myself; Heero's reaction was making me feel ten times hotter
than I already had been. Although, as I'd thought earlier, this was
a scenario I certainly hadn't envisioned before, I just let myself
enjoy being Heero's sex kitten. After all, Heero seemed to be doing
just that. He was getting close; when I looked up, I saw his body,
shaking slightly, flushed, hips moving, but just a little because he
knows I prefer to take things at my own pace... I heard him panting,
and briefly wondered whether to keep him hanging on a bit longer...
but no, not now - I was fairly certain Heero would want to play with
his kitten for at least a little while longer. So I took him a
little further into my mouth, and sucked a little harder, and used
one hand to massage the base of his cock, while the other traced the
earlier path of his tongue and slid down between his thighs. I felt
him tense, felt him tremble under me; I moved faster, preparing
myself, concentrating only on his pleasure; and then he was spilling
himself in my mouth, making some kind of animalistic noise himself.
I swallowed eagerly, keeping on suckling him till he was spent.
I lifted my head, licking my lips and smirking in what I hoped
was a feline manner. "My, that *was* a lot of cream." I put a hand
to his just softening cock and stroked lightly, making him jerk and
gasp quietly. "But" I moved up to nuzzle his neck, then worked up so
my face was close to his "I want more." I pressed my mouth to his
for a good thorough kiss. He moaned and reciprocated hotly, leaving
me panting when we finally parted. I was crouching over him now, a
knee placed on either side of his hips, and he slowly sat up so I
was once again in his lap. He rested back on his hands enough that
he could look at me clearly... and I saw the glint in his eye.
He brought one hand round to stroke my sensitive skin, leaving me
tingling as he slowly worked up my thigh, and making m cry out when
he finally reached my cock. I'd pushed aside my own desire as I
attended to Heero's, but now his touch made me suddenly burning hot.
"More, hm? You're a demanding kitty, aren't you?"
I whimpered, nodding.
"Well, if you want more cream..." he took my hand with his free
one, guiding it between my legs and removing his own "you'll have to
get it yourself."
My eyes widened as I saw his smirk. But if that was what he
wanted... I found myself grinning back at him, and as I began to
touch myself I saw his attention diverted. His expression turned me
on even more, and I arched my back, moaning at the idea he had in
mind... I was already so aroused I could have finished this in
seconds, probably, but I wanted to do this properly. I knew it would
be even more enjoyable, both physically and in seeing Heero's
reaction to my little show. I had an impression that now his own
need was less urgent, he wanted to go back to being in charge and
see me as the sensual, responsive, sexy kitten again. I had no
problem with that; I was finding myself more and more willing to
just give in to the increasing pleasure I was feeling. My hand moved
faster. Heero's hand touched my hip, stroking in circles; he raised
his other to my face, tracing my features before softly moving down
to my open mouth. Mewing a little, I put my tongue out and ran it
from his palm to the tip of his index finger, meeting his gaze with
wide kitten eyes.
He smiled, enjoying my treatment of his finger, and moved his
other hand from my hip round to stroke my rear instead. I arched
again, nuzzling his hand and mewling again, at the light touch that
made electricity run through me. He traced his damp finger down from
my mouth, down my neck and chest - teasing a nipple on the way down -
until his hand approached mine. His hand felt warm, even on my hot
skin; he touched me lightly, fingertips just brushing the head of my
cock as I kept stroking, making me gasp. His fingers came away wet,
and I moaned as he lifted them to his lips, slowly licking them just
like I had done earlier, a seductive look of pleasure on his face.
I tightened my grip on myself, stroking more firmly; he brought
his hand back down between my thighs, and I made a show of spreading
them a little wider, and raising myself up a little so he could slip
his hand between them, first stroking the skin there softly, then
moving on to cup my balls, rubbing them with just the right touch;
no teasing this time.
It was a good job I didn't want to hold back any longer, because
I couldn't. With my free hand against Heero's chest, I urged him
down to the bed. He lay back, his hands now coming to rest on my
hips again, and I leaned forward urgently so I was kneeling a little
higher over him; I could feel my cock swelling further in my hand as
my hand moved even faster; I moaned, enjoying Heero's fascinated
gaze almost as much as I enjoyed the rush of approaching orgasm. Our
eyes met for a second: there was such lust there that it was enough
to tip me over the edge, and I couldn't stop myself yowling Heero's
name as I shot my load onto his chest and stomach, seeing stars
behind my screwed-shut eyelids.
When I finally stopped shaking, and I'd got my breath back to a
reasonable rate, I looked down at Heero with a satisfied grin. He
grinned back, an expectant expression on his face, and I remembered
what it was I'd wanted... I began to purr, lifting my sticky fingers
to my mouth and licking them slowly, just as I had when Heero had
first come into the room. I cleaned them thoroughly, in a way that
any cat would be proud of, I was sure. It wasn't something I'd done
often before, tasting myself like this; but I know it's something I
particularly enjoy watching Heero doing, so I was far from
unwilling. 'Paws' clean, I shuffled back and down so I was crouching
on all fours over Heero again, ready to use my tongue in a slightly
different place this time. Meeting his very interested gaze, I
grinned as I lowered my head and began to lap at the cooling fluid
splashed over Heero's body. He shivered under my tongue; I smiled,
washing him clean of all the stickiness. It felt like something I
really shouldn't enjoy as much as I was doing; but hey, both me and
Heero are always eager to cater to each other's little... fancies. I
lingered over my task, stroking his firm flesh with my tongue and
following with my hands; I love the feeling of touching Heero's
breathtaking body just as much as I love feeling his hands on me. I
worked my way down at a leisurely pace, almost regretfully coming to
a stop just below his cute little navel. I dipped my tongue into it
just to make him wriggle - it's one of the few places Heero is
ticklish. He chuckled, and I lifted myself up a little from him,
smiling widely at him. It didn't surprise me to note, now I could
see more of him, that he was already more than half-hard again.
Grinning smugly, I crawled off him sinuously and lay on my side
facing him. "I knew you'd want to play sme more," I teased, lightly
rubbing the flat of my hand over his cock.
He hissed at my touch, and reached for me, kissing me slowly, but
with a tangible passion. "How could I not want to play with such an
I laughed as he nuzzled my neck, holding me close. "I'm glad you
think so. Y'know, I think I agree, I do make a pretty good feline,
all stealth and finesse and all that."
"Mmm... And you have a great tail too."
I reached for my braid, but he was looking elsewhere.
He coloured a little. "Make that two tails..."
I laughed, and nuzzled him back. "Y'know, I thought you were a
"Yeah, I like dogs. But they're not as... sexy... as cats..." He
frowned. "That didn't sound right."
I was laughing harder now.
He squeezed me and gave me a gentle nibble, making a bad-tempered
kitty noise of his own. "Stop laughing at me, and let's see if what
they say about kitties is true."
"That's bunnies, stupid!" Though I was laughing, I was finding it
difficult to hold back my body's response to his insistent
"Oh? What's that about cats and doing it nine times, then?"
"Nine lives! Cats have nine lives!" Even as I giggled, I slowly
began to rock my hips slowly against his.
He pulled back from where he was licking at my ear, and gave me a
wicked look. "I like my version better. You know, I think I feel
like being a kitty too."
I laughed again, and started to purr even more.