House Cat [temporarily complete]

c.h.a.p.t.e.r f.i.f.t.e.e.n


Isiel had fallen into a deep slumber, devoid of the dreams which usually haunted him and even now managed to make rest elusive sometimes. From time to time he would stir and shift in Eiji\'s arms slightly, cuddling up closer to him and seeking out the warmth and security he found within his embrace even without realizing it. Eventually, as he began to emerge from the cocoon of sleep he\'d so completely shrouded himself in he moved once more, nuzzling at Eiji\'s neck and purring loudly.

Still thinking it was Oriel curling up to him and purring loudly, Eiji didn\'t wake; he always slept like the dead when he was with Oriel, and the only noises that could wake him were the sounds of an intruder or Oriel\'s mewling when he wanted to be taken. Eiji\'s arms wrapped tighter around the boy, and he touched his lips to the inside of the warm, furry ear, breathing softly against it and murmuring wordless syllables faintly.

Eiji\'s lips brushed along the fringe of the boy\'s ear, up to the tip where he nipped just lightly and released a soft whispering breath. His left hand moved slowly along the boy\'s back, fingers caressing his spine gently as he shifted in his sleep, lower in the chair, releasing the ear from his mouth and returning to dreaming as his head tilted to the side, lips still parted slightly.

The gentle caress of Eiji\'s lips was more than enough to rouse Isiel however and gradually he drifted back to consciousness. Gingerly he opened his eyes and blinked a few times, focusing them upon the almost serene face of Eiji so close before him as he slept on, oblivious to Isiel\'s own waking state. The previous night remained a hazed blur for a few minutes after the neko woke and he simply stared at Eiji, letting out a quiet little miw of surprise until finally he remembered how they\'d come to be snuggled up so fondly together like this and felt a flush of heat rising to his cheeks.

The mewl brought him half way out of his sleeping almost immediately, and Eiji\'s eyebrow twitched slightly. \"Nnn,\" he mumbled, lifting his hand and stroking his fingers through the soft hair, then scratching gently behind the boy\'s ear as Oriel loved. Trying to soothe him, Eiji caressed the ear tenderly, then back through the long, silken hair. He then slid his fingers along the smooth jaw, then down the boy\'s neck, and behind it, cupping the back of his head and drawing Isiel closer, turning his own head and meeting the smooth skin of the boy\'s cheek with his lips.

Even though he knew Eiji wasn\'t quite himself Isiel couldn\'t help but purr, his whole body rumbling with contentment at the gentle affections his master lavished upon him - that made him feel safe and necessary beyond his responsibilities to Eiji and the house. Pressing himself close to Eiji\'s large frame without even noticing Isiel stifled another faltering little mewl and murmured, \".....Master?\" even as he leant into the man\'s touch.

With a deep, sharp breath Eiji\'s eyes flew open and looked at the neko he was caressing, instantly awake.

Danger. No, Oriel. No-- Isiel. Tension, then affection, then pain all rushed through the man\'s body like individual teeth of a knife tearing into his chest. No danger, this wasn\'t Oriel, Oriel was dead. The emotions were pushed to the side faster than one could recognize them, and Eiji relaxed the muscles in his stomach once more, then lifted his eyebrows just slightly as he realized the boy was sitting so suggestively against him and Isiel\'s expression was a mix of lust and confusion.

Ah. Eiji quickly had a good idea what had happened, and was suddenly glad that Isiel hadn\'t started anything more intimate lest he wake up and have to explain himself. \"Mm?\" he asked calmly, unmoving, and leaving his hand behind the boy\'s head.

Although the little blonde couldn\'t stop himself purring he did withdraw just enough to make sure Eiji wasn\'t uncomfortable and smiled at him briefly, his former shyness showing through for just a few scant seconds before he covered his mouth with one hand to cover a yawn which trailed off into a tiny miw and left him blushing once more with embarrassment, \"........Did you sleep well?\" He murmured, acutely aware that Eiji was still touching him and not seeming bothered by it.


Better than I have for a year and a half. \"Incredibly,\" he said quietly, finally letting his hand slide away and settling it on the arm rest. He lifted his head so that it wasn\'t tilted to the side any longer though he kept it resting in the back of the chair as he stared Isiel in the eyes, unblinking and unfaltering.

It was slightly chilled in the room; he\'d have to start a fire soon, and some candles would be relaxing as he read up on files about his latest business venture. Maybe after that he\'d organize his strategy for taking over the precinct in the newer area of the city, so that he could have more police in his pocket. ...Anything to keep from bothering himself too much with what to do with Isiel. The child wanted to be taken so that he could be with the others; Kiba had said so himself, that Isiel blatantly wanted the one named Dorian.

But Eiji did not want to simply fuck the boy and send him on his way-- he wasn\'t a common house cat and had even said himself that he didn\'t want to be one. Eiji was trapped in a decision he didn\'t want to make and that the kid was too damn shy-- or cautious-- or frightened-- or whatever to choose for himself.

Isiel sat up a little, making sure not to repeat his mortifying mistake from earlier as he settled on Eiji\'s knee, looking more awake and alert with every passing second. Now that Eiji was awake he no doubt had better things to do than sit around with a neko wasting time and even though Isiel longed to remain by his side, learning more about his master purely from watching him and exchanging tentative conversation he appreciated that Eiji was a very busy person. Eiji\'s intent focus upon him made his purring wane slightly and his blushing intensify no matter how he tried to stem it, but he replied confidently, \"I should leave I\'m sure you have things to do.\" He stopped just short of hopping off Eiji\'s lap and waited patiently for his response either way.


\"Maybe that would be best,\" Eiji agreed, taking a slow breath that might almost have sounded like a sigh. He looked away from Isiel upon seeing that the boy obviously wasn\'t comfortable with being watched, and waited in silence for the neko to get off him and run away to his Dorian where they could gossip and suck each other off as much as they wanted.

Isiel hesitated visibly, finding it difficult to follow through with his offer even though he knew it was for the best - in a moment of pure impulse he leant over and hugged Eiji very briefly, not needing to vocalize his gratitude - before jumping up off his lap and padding towards the door to leave Eiji in peace.

Dorian\'s ears flicked up immediately and he streaked across the courtyard like black lightning when he saw Isiel walk onto the marble steps leading to the backyard. He jumped up at the last second and tackled the teen, rolling with him down the steps and into the grass, his cheeks flushed and eyes wide. The black neko\'s erection pressed firmly into Isiel\'s leg as he pinned him to the ground and stared into his face.

\"Finally!\" he cried out, \"He fucked yo--\" The black neko paused, looked Isiel over, and frowned. \"No he didn\'t. What the fuck?\"

Isiel smiled, plainly amused by Dorian\'s overly enthusiastic interest in his relationship with their master and even though he was perfectly capable of getting out of Dorian\'s grip despite their age difference he simply reached up and poked Dorian playfully on the cheek with one slender digit, acutely aware of the other neko\'s arousal, but choosing to ignore it save for a little blossom of pink color across the bridge of his nose which was largely obscured by his tanned skin, \"We had a talk and fell asleep together, get your mind out of the gutter.\" He teased, smiling fondly back up at his friend.


\"Get my mind out of the gutter?!\" Dorian nearly shrieked, grabbing hold of Isiel\'s shoulders and practically shaking the teen. \"I\'ve bee waiting years to see your face after he fucks you. I masturbate to the image of him on his back and you sitting on his huge cock, riding him and mewling and letting yourself get lost in the pleasure as his dick slams against your prostate over and over and you cum all over his stomach, shuddering as you feel his hot seed splashing inside you! I spent eight hours sitting at those goddamn vents listening to you two sleep before I gave up and left. And he doesn\'t goddamn fuck you.\" Dorian sat up and looked at Isiel with horror suddenly, bouncing on the boy\'s groin. \"Oh my god. You rejected him. You did, didn\'t you?! YOU DID!\"

Isiel wriggled uncomfortably as Dorian rubbed up against him in a flurry of mortification and curiosity - he tried not to think about the mental image the black neko had planted in his mind as he reached down and grabbed his hips, somehow managing to almost still the other neko\'s bouncing against an area of his body which had suddenly decided to become a whole lot more sensitive. \"I did not, well....I did sort of, but he surprised me.....and I think he\'s forgiven me for it now....\" He mumbled thoughtfully, his gaze wandering off to some unknown point just beyond Dorian\'s shoulder.

\"AAaaaaagh!\" Dorian cried out in frustration, fisting his hands in his hair and pulling almost hard enough to tear it out. \"I can\'t believe you! You\'re insane! You\'re worse than insane! You\'re mega-insane!\" He noted the way Isiel was holding his hips, and put his frustrations on the backburner for a moment as he grinned and looked around. Nobody in the courtyard, nobody watching except probably fucking Kiba, somewhere unseen but always listening and watching.

Who cared about Kiba? As long as Dorian didn\'t penetrate Isiel and Isiel didn\'t fuck Dorian, anything else was fair game.

Looking down at Isiel, he placed his hands over the ones on his hips, and held them there firmly. \"You know I\'ve been hard for hours on end, unable to make it go away because I can\'t stop thinking about you and Master? It would be just like this.\" He moved his hips back and forth slowly, pressing his ass into the boy\'s groin, back and forth, his erection poking at the loincloth and pointing right at Isiel\'s navel. \"Riding him, his hands on your hips, your head back,\" Dorian\'s head dropped back, exposing his throat as he moaned softly, \"As he shoves his thick, hard cock deeper and deeper.... annnhhh....\"

Again Isiel tried to push the vivid pictures forming in his head away, but coupled with Dorian\'s insistent undulations upon his lap and the insightful noises he kept making, almost as if daring Isiel to forget that Kiba - his mentor was probably watching them from some unknown perch amidst the trees and play with him right then and there. The thought of it sent a crackle of excitement through his body and he shifted their weight without warning, rolling them and sliding his hands up over Dorian\'s back before catching his wrists deftly and pinning him down as Dorian had a few moments ago, \"You have a vivid imagination...\" His voice had reduced almost to a growl and he leant down, treating Dorian to the briefest of kisses, teasing him almost as his training came to the fore.

The black neko\'s breath hitched loudly as he was pinned and felt the kisses; his eyes slid shut and he moaned, parting his legs immediately and moaning anew when he felt Isiel\'s weight between them and the way his wrists were pinned. \"Aaannnnnnnhhh... unnh.... oh god...\" He turned his head as one kiss landed at his cheek, catching the next one hungrily, Isiel\'s mouth above his own as Dorian mewled into the kiss. His back arched immediately, his tail curling tightly around Isiel\'s thigh and snaking upwards ever so slowly as he parted his legs further and struggled against the grip holding his hands pinned.

Isiel had never taken such initiative, not like this, not with Dorian, and not with anybody else that the black neko knew of! He didn\'t care what had caused it, but he was lost with lust the moment he dared to open his mouth beneath Isiel\'s, begging for it at least to be filled.

Dorian\'s submissive reaction made Isiel shiver and he wondered vaguely as he closed the distance between them, slipping his tongue brazenly into his friend\'s mouth and coaxing him without difficulty into a deeper kiss that left them both breathless, what had come over him - normally he\'d have let Dorian lead even when they were merely fooling around and yet it felt good, natural to have this degree of power over the neko pinned beneath him so willingly. Renewing his grip upon Dorian\'s wrists Isiel dragged them up above his head even as his other hand found Dorian\'s thigh and trailed down the smooth skin, painfully slowly until it rested just beyond where he knew it was needed most. His own arousal was becoming too intense to ignore and yet he denied Dorian for now, wishing to see his response.

His mewling grew louder as he sucked on the tongue in his mouth, his body thrumming with pleasure. When Isiel pinned his hands above his head, Dorian whimpered, and when the hand traveled down his thigh, he cried out-- it was so close, and yet refused to go any further as his aching cock bobbed and pulsed with need. He couldn\'t stand the teasing; he was needing too badly to wait.

Dorian\'s tail moved all the way up Isiel\'s thigh and began to brush along the erection he found behind the loincloth, curling around it slowly before suddenly gripping it tight as Dorian\'s arms jerked once more, trying to free himself so he could drag his nails down Isiel\'s back but loving being forced not to even more. A pleading mewl escaped him as he parted his legs all the way and lifted his hips off the ground, causing their groins to meet and grind against each other, and also pushing Dorian\'s loincloth out of the way, revealing the swollen, throbbing flesh that was aching for the torturing touch that was just out of reach.

As he nibbled and licked a meandering path along Dorian\'s jaw Isiel became increasingly aware of the ticklish, fluffy sensation running up his thigh and as it strayed to his near painful hardness he almost faltered in his hold upon Dorian, but it wasn\'t until the neko trapped beneath his shivering form pressed himself closer, rolling his hips in such a way that Isiel had to nuzzle at his neck merely to keep himself from crying out that he finally let go, providing Dorian with freedom to touch him as he wished as he returned the favor, his skilled fingers curling round Dorian\'s cock and stroking it slowly at first.

The full-grown mewled again, writhing underneath Isiel and making soft gasping noises as his length was stroked. His tail tightened hard around Isiel\'s pulsing need and he began to pump hard at it, his groin lifting up in time with the strokes to Isiel\'s flesh as his eyes squeezed shut as tightly as possible. \"Ahh... ah-ah-ah-ahhhahhh-ahhhhh!\" The black neko mewled loudly, opening his mouth wide and gasping for air as he strained seriously against Isiel\'s pinning hand and was filled with a whole new level of pleasure when even his full strength wasn\'t enough to break free of the grasp.

\"Oh god, please, inside me, anything!\" Dorian wailed. \"Your tail, anything!\"

Isiel\'s ministrations faltered, barely missing a beat before he picked up the pace, using all the skills he\'d learnt as he toyed with Dorian\'s turgid cock, feeling a warm wetness trickle down his slender fingers as he took time to mercilessly tease Dorian, switching his attention between stroking his throbbing shaft and playing with the weeping head without consistency - making it all the more impossible to resist his touch. Gazing intently down at Dorian he whispered, \"...y-you know I can\'t....\" and without giving him chance to reply he silenced the other neko, ravishing his mouth once more and stifling the breathless mewls of lust that kept escaping him. Although his own body still ached slightly from the fight with Eiji he couldn\'t deny the waves of pleasure coursing through it and rocked his hips into Dorian\'s touch, growing closer with each passing second.

\"The tail doesn\'t count!\" Dorian cried loudly, breaking away from the kiss and crying out over and over, precum dribbling down his length. \"Please, I beg you, please!\" He lifted his legs up and wrapped them around the waist above him.

The hand at his cock, the mouth that ravaged him over and over, the flourishing pleasure bursting through his system, it was all thrilling and intoxicating but Dorian needed that one final stimulation in order for this to be complete. \"Oh god, now, please, now!\" His tail stopped its stroking of the cock above him and gripped it viciously tight, wringing out several more droplets of milky white as he shivered and squeezed his knees tightly together around the waist above him and turned his feet pointing outwards, opening himself and begging for the penetration.

Isiel hesitated, but acknowledged that Dorian knew the rules better than himself by all accounts and he hated to deny his closest friend something he seemed so utterly desperate for. Wincing slightly and shivering with a newfound intensity at the way Dorian\'s fluffy appendage gripped his aching cock Isiel let his own tail wander over the other neko\'s parted legs and dip between them, wetting itself upon his slick member before slowly sliding down to tease at his entrance. His other hand slowed slightly as he kissed Dorian once more, masking whatever discomfort he might have brought as the dampened tail penetrated him, sliding deep into his tight passage before withdrawing almost completely.

Dorian lost it. He wailed in Isiel\'s mouth, thrashing underneath the body pinning him to the ground, his entire frame trembling as he felt the slick length force and plunge quickly inside him without preparation first, pushing deeper and deeper in exactly the way he\'d been describing after pouncing the boy earlier.

And then, it drew out of him again. Mewls bled from him loudly that sounded almost like sobs of pleasure as his tongue swirled around the one in his mouth and he sucked hard upon it, his tail pumping as fast as it could at the shaft it was curled around. Again, his body screamed, again, a million times more, again!

Isiel found himself no longer capable of denying Dorian anything and slammed his tail forward, stiffening it as best he could and reveling in both the pleasure he was providing and the tingling, undeniable lure of impending orgasm that threatened to steal him away before he had satisfied Dorian - yet he resisted it valiantly, breaking the passionate kiss they\'d been embroiled in to nip at Dorian\'s lower lip playfully and then nuzzle the soft skin of his neck, miwing with pleasure against it as his hips jerked and he pounded his tail into the black neko, feeding upon his arousal and the ecstatic noises he kept making.

\"Nnnn-nnnnnnhhh... aahhh... annnnh... AAaaaaAAAAAaaaAAAaaaah!\" Dorian shrieked as that spot inside of him that made him buck was hit several times in a row, and he lurched, the impaling and the thrusting and the stroking and the lips at his neck all drove him over the edge. He came hotly onto his stomach and in the hand around his length, heat rushing over his skin and waves of throbbing release and pleasure hammering up and down his body as he stroked at the flesh curled in his tail hard and fast, trying to bring the same release to the one who had done so much for him.

Isiel\'s tail stilled, but remained within Dorian as he felt the neko tighten around it and wished furtively in the few seconds before he buried his face in Dorian\'s neck, losing himself completely to the pent up feelings that had built within him to fever pitch and mewling loudly as his cock twitched and jerked, spurting his release over both Dorian\'s tail and his stomach in a warm rush that left him breathless and disoriented; that he could have truly made love to the older neko and shown him how he felt. Considerate even in his weakened state Isiel made sure he didn\'t rest too heavily upon Dorian as he caught his breath and slowly raised his head.

The black and white full-grown remained on the ground, unmoving spare the heavy rise and sink of his chest as he gasped for breath, slowly releasing his tail\'s grip around the sticky flesh and letting all his muscles relax. \"Oh... shit...\" he panted, his eyes opening just a little and a glassy stare in his eyes as he looked at the sky.

He\'d almost done it-- he\'d almost wailed \'Master!\' at the top of his lungs as he came, but he\'d been able to stop himself. It was the second most amazing sex of his life; the first time with Eiji would forever remain the best, but that made this no less shattering. He wanted to laugh as he realized that Isiel was still holding his wrists pinned tightly, and made a soft moan as he shifted a little and felt the tail still buried deep inside him. \"Thank you,\" he whispered breathlessly, letting his eyes close again and slumping in the grass, simply wanting to sleep.

Isiel smiled rather sleepily and finally relinquished his grip upon Dorian\'s wrists as well as discreetly withdrawing his dampened tail so he could curl up beside his friend upon the soft bed of grass beneath them and recover. Aside from Dorian\'s heartfelt thanks which made Isiel feel warm and contented inside there was no need for anymore words and he just settled, close enough for Dorian to touch him if he wished, but far enough away to let him sleep peacefully - neither of them seeming to care about the obviousness of what they\'d just been doing to anyone who happened to pass by.


As the two nekos settled comfortably together on the grass, the shadowed figure in the window of the Master Bedroom turned away and closed the curtains roughly.

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