Pairing: 1x2x1 in this part
Warnings: Well, if the title doesn't give you a clue… lemon, PWP… ^_~
Disclaimer: If I owned GW, I would be happy. I am happy. But to draw the
conclusion that I own GW from those statements would be to affirm the
consequent, and would therefore be an invalid argument. See?
Note: Additional thanks go to the mighty pun-queen Kwyck, always ready
to feed my neko-fixation. *grin* Hope it lives up to all the build-up!
Week + Part 4: Tuesday
I cautiously looked at myself
in the mirror, not entirely certain what I was going to think of what
"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
"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
But he wasn't going to rush. "Aren't you the sex kitten, hm?"
He sounded amused.
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 a mew.
"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
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 him.
I grinned. "What is it, Heero?" I lowered myself to a catlike
crouch, straddling his body, so I could continue to lick at his neck.
"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 altogether.
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, don't you?"
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 great satisfaction.
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 further...
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 adorable
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 dog
"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 affection.
"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.
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