In a Cat's Eyes

In a Cat's Eyes

Chapter three: End

By ms_c_mouse

The characters and story belong to me; all rights reserved.

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Felix didn't look the same. He still looked basically human but not like any human Bobby had ever seen. There were triangular ears peeking out of the hair on top of Felix's head and short white fur covered his exposed body. His green eyes appeared larger or maybe it was because his jaw was somehow narrower. Long fingernails that looked more like claws jutted out from his fingertips.

Bobby stepped back and bumped against the sink. Had something happened to his eyes or brain while he was striving to cut the collar? He watched Felix's tail as it waved back and forth at a rapid pace. Felix took a step towards him and one of his boots nudged the collar. He looked down. Seeing the collar, he smiled, looking up slyly at Bobby.

"You can see my true appearance, can't you?"

Bobby wasn't sure how to reply to that. Felix laughed and Bobby saw what looked like fangs in the creature's mouth. Saliva dripped off them, reviving old memories of the horror movies he'd seen as a kid.

Felix snatched up the collar and metal snips. "Did you remove the collar?" Bobby refused to answer. "Of course you did. You're so smart." Coming from Felix, the compliment felt a little menacing to Bobby.

He wished he was somewhere else right now. Even work would be better than this; at the least, certainly less confusing. "The cat is somewhere in the house. Find it and get out of here before I call the police and report you for trespassing." Bobby's voice wavered, and he felt stupid after saying it.

Once again Felix chuckled. "You're turning out to be more useful than I imagined. And you're amusing also." He held up the metal snips and Bobby saw that the cutting edges were warped. Bobby was amazed that he had even been able to cut the collar and he could only assume that the damage had happened afterwards. Felix took another step towards him. His toothy smile was anything but reassuring. "Let me see your hands. I have something that will help them."

Feeling cornered and desperate, Bobby looked at the knife rack that sat on the kitchen counter, but he doubted that he would be able to grip a knife at this time. His hands hurt too much. He decided to launch himself at the creature with the intent of knocking him down so he could run past him. Yet before he could do anything, he saw a bright flurry of color throw itself on Felix's back.

There was hissing, snarling and more of the growls Bobby had heard at the grocery store. To his astonishment, he realized that it was a language.

A cat-creature with orange and white fur all over it body now had its claws pressed against Felix's neck. Eventually, Felix spoke English again. "Calm down. I wasn't going to do anything to him, so stop acting like a maniac. Robert will try to run if you don't relax." Bobby had a feeling Felix had switched to English for his benefit.

The other creature growled in the unfamiliar language. Felix ducked his head submissively and backed up a few feet.

"How sad that you don't even trust your own brother." Felix actually sounded like his feelings were hurt. Yet Bobby was ninety-nine percent certain that it was all an act. "Unlike you, I've worked hard to gain rank and I certainly wouldn't stoop to betraying you at a critical time like this. Besides, the other team members would kill me if I did."

The orange and white creature nodded before looking over at Bobby. When Bobby saw the intelligent, golden eyes, he gasped. It was Jinx. All along he had thought he was helping a runaway cat and it turned out that he had released a creature. Nausea and pain made it hard to focus. He couldn't believe he had been petting that thing and thinking about keeping it his room. Once again he tasted bile in the back of his mouth.

"What's wrong? Do your hands hurt?" Jinx asked Bobby. When Bobby managed a nod, Jinx thumped Felix on the chest. Felix stumbled back a step, waving his arms to regain balance. He looked irritated, but didn't comment. "Give me your jar of salve so I can take care of his wounds." Jinx, completely naked, was now standing beside Felix. Jinx had silvery white hair like his brother; however, his hair was longer, spotted with orange, and looked a bit shaggy. Jinx wasn't as tall as his brother either, or as wiry. And Bobby couldn't help but notice that only a few places on the creature didn't have any hair: the palms and fingers, the lips, the soles of the feet, and, most notably, the penis. Felix dropped a red orb in Jinx's hand. "Just relax. I'll heal your hands."

Bobby shook his head. "Stay away from me, both of you. I'm going to call 911. So if you don't want to get in trouble with the police, you and your brother better just leave." It didn't really matter to Bobby that they were standing between him and the phone. He held his hands up, palms out, to ward them off.

Jinx walked up to him and smiled as if he hadn't heard a single word Bobby had just uttered. He grabbed one of Bobby's outstretched hands and turned it so his palm was face up. He twisted the orb, revealing a clear gel in the hollow cavity. As Jinx smoothed the salve on Bobby's hand, he chatted happily. "Because you freed me from the collar, I have passed my trial. Good fortune has blessed me and my clan's team today. Felix never believed me when I said that someday I'd find someone like you who could remove the collar." He shot a dirty look at his brother, who shrugged noncommittally. "But now everything has changed. When I complete the celebration ritual, I will have earned the right to return to the game. My team now has much better odds of winning."

Surprised by Jinx's charm, Bobby felt himself relaxing. But even so, he had other things to do than entertain two oversized cats. He pulled his hands away, now slimy with gel, and realized his pain had receded. Bobby cleared his throat and interrupted the energetic Jinx.

"Thank you, Jinx. But you really need to leave before…before my parents get home." It was a lame excuse, but he hoped it would be sufficient. Dipping his finger into the jar, Bobby applied salve to the burn around Jinx's neck. Things were going to be okay. Soon the brothers would leave and everything would return to normal. "Sorry about your neck. Will the hair grow back where the collar burned you?"

"No, but it doesn't matter. The scar will be a mark of honor for me." Jinx beamed and turned to face his brother. He tossed the orb back. Felix caught it, scowling at Jinx's smile. Bobby didn't understand why there was such an atmosphere of tension between the brothers. Being an only child himself, he chalked it up to sibling rivalry and left it at that. Jinx said, "Go contact the other team members and tell them what happened. I'm going to get some clothes from Robert's room."

With an exasperated sigh, the teen said, "Bobby, not Robert." He really needed to lose that stupid nametag. No one outside the store ever called him Robert. Felix scoffed at them and slipped out of the room.

Jinx grabbed Bobby's forearm and dragged him upstairs like this was something they did every day. Bobby was amazed when Jinx found his room with no apparent difficulties.

"How did you know this was my room?"

"It smells like you."

That made sense. "Shirts and pants are in the closet. Take what ever you like. My friends are waiting for me, so I'd appreciate it if you'd hurry up."

"I want the slacks you're wearing," said Jinx. Bobby hesitated. They were his best pair of slacks. Then again, his slacks were a small price to pay for Jinx and Felix to disappear from his life.

"Okay. They're dirty, but if that's what you want."

"And the boxers also."

Bobby thought that was disgusting. "Take a clean pair of boxers."

"No I want the ones you're wearing. I like your scent. It's actually pleasant for a human."

Bobby arched an eyebrow at Jinx. "Whatever." That had to be the strangest back-handed compliment that he'd ever heard. He opened the snap and unzipped his pants before stepping out of them and kicking them in Jinx's direction. The boxers quickly followed. Bobby struggled to remove the wet socks that clung stubbornly to his feet. Once they were off, he tossed them into the laundry basket. He pulled open the top drawer of his dresser, but a tingling in his spine made him pause.

He looked up to find Jinx checking him out. It's just normal curiosity he told himself. He wasn't embarrassed to be naked in front of another guy. In fact he thought he was in excellent shape and it didn't rattle him to shower at school after Phys-Ed. Yet there was something in the way Jinx was staring at him that made him extremely uncomfortable.

He was about to reach into his dresser for a clean pair of boxers when Jinx tackled him and the two of them ended up in a big tangle on the bed. "Get off me! What do you think you're doing?" Bobby yelled. When he realized that Jinx was trying to pin him down, he used the techniques he had learned in wrestling and a few improvised moves to slip out of the hold. Yet he couldn't break free with enough momentum to get off the bed. He tried to jab at the cat-boy with his elbow, but Jinx was too quick and easily dodged the blows.

Jinx's body hair was soft, which proved to be quite a distraction as it brushed over Bobby's thighs and back. Bobby's hips jerked reflexively when Jinx's tail slid between Bobby's legs and repeatedly brushed over his cock. A rush of heat flooded Bobby's body, gathering between his legs. It occurred to Bobby that the damn pervert knew exactly what he was doing. Bobby was sure now that Jinx was just toying with him because the cat-like creature was much stronger than his first impression suggested. This only infuriated Bobby more. He didn't like being picked on or forced to endure unwanted attention.

"Listen to me! I don't want to have sex with you," panted Bobby.

Jinx stopped what he was doing. Bobby was appalled to see that Jinx wasn't even breathing hard after tussling for several minutes. He looked amused. "Did I ask you to have sex with me?"

"No," Bobby admitted, trying to ignore the warmth below his navel.

"Ask me what I want," Jinx whispered. He licked the tip of Bobby's nose.

Bobby kept his eyes focused on the ceiling. He didn't want to play games like this. "Look, all I'm saying is that I'm not interested in you. Non-con is wrong and besides I prefer to limit my relationships to my own kind."

"Ask me what I want," Jinx persisted.

The damn cat-creature seemed to have a one-track mind. "What the hell do you want?" he grumbled.

"I want you to touch me again, like you did outside."

"No."

"You didn't mind petting me before."

"I thought you were a cat!"

"That was due to your limited senses. I'm still the same."

"No you're not."

"Do you deny that I attract you?" Jinx pressed a fuzzy leg between Bobby's legs, nestling it in his crotch. Bobby suppressed a moan of pleasure. "Ten minutes of petting and then I'll leave." Jinx rested his head against Bobby's chest. Bobby's hand reached up to stroke Jinx's long silvery hair before he even considered what he was doing. He pushed Jinx off and tried to scramble away.

"Damn, you're annoying. I'm the one who freed you from the collar. You should be asking me what I want and then getting the hell out of here before whoever put that collar on you in the first place comes looking for you."

Jinx chuckled as he propped Bobby in a sitting position against the headboard and placed some pillows behind his back. "No one forced me to wear that collar. I accepted it when I became old enough to join my clan's team. That trial is only part of the game." He touched his forehead to Bobby's forehead for a few seconds before speaking again. "My team and other rival teams were sent out to look for me. I had to prove my cunning and endurance by evading them for as long as possible. Felix almost caught me, but an opponent showed up and attacked him and I escaped to make my way here."

Bobby wasn't sure that he understood even half of what Jinx told him. "Why do you do all this?"

Jinx shifted position with astonishing speed and was now sitting with his back cradled against Bobby's chest. "It's what we do. The women control the territories and the money and they raise the children. The men play the game. Rub my back and my neck and my ears. Ah! Right there is a wonderful spot. The team which wins may mate with the women. It's the highest honor." Jinx fell silent.

After a moment, Bobby thought he heard something like a cell phone vibrating on a counter top. "Are you purring?" Jinx's head bobbed up and down, but he didn't say anything as Bobby continued to run his hands over Jinx's back and shoulders. A little while later he started massaging Jinx's ears. Looking at the clock on the nightstand, he saw he was halfway through. "Five more minutes," he told Jinx. Jinx leaned into Bobby's chest and his long silvery hair tickled Bobby's neck and shoulders. Jinx began rocking back and forth slowly.

Right then Bobby noticed that Jinx was masturbating. The purring turned to moans as Jinx's hand moved slowly up and down his length. "I wasn't able to do this during the trial. It's so hard it hurts."

Bobby couldn't believe this was happening to him. "Idiot, a dry hand job is what hurts." Bobby reached into the drawer of his nightstand and removed a small tube that was hidden under a pile of papers near the back. "Let me do this. You'll be here all afternoon if you jerk off like that." Bobby put a small amount of lube in his right hand before grabbing Jinx's cock. As he stroked Jinx, he convinced himself that he was only doing this to speed things along. He was certain that he would never have to see this guy again, so it really didn't matter what happened. Two minutes crept by. Bobby desperately tried to ignore his own dick hardening.

"Tighter," murmured Jinx. Bobby wrapped his left arm around Jinx's chest to steady him while his right hand brought Jinx closer to climaxing. He listened to Jinx's groans and he watched the creature's face contort with pleasure. So it was not much of a surprise when Bobby's cock finally reacted to Jinx squirming around on his lap. Jinx shouted, or maybe he growled, as he came.

Bobby held on with a light touch as Jinx's body relaxed against his chest. Jinx let out a little sigh and nestled deeper into Bobby's lap. There was now a sweet musky smell in the air that he hadn't noticed earlier and he could feel Jinx's semen dripping out between his fingers and running down his wrist. Bobby reached for some tissues. His own release was close as he attempted to push Jinx to one side so the boy could rest on the bed while he went to the bathroom to take a shower and finish jerking off.

He learned that Jinx had other ideas. Jinx swiveled about to face Bobby and rubbed his belly against Bobby's cock. It was like he was being fondled with a fur covered mitten. Bobby hugged Jinx and thrust against him – to hell with pride and his statement about not fucking other species. His sex drive had taken over at this point and he wasn't about to stop. He pulled Jinx close to him and lifted his hips, driving them into Jinx's firm stomach. As Bobby thrust, Jinx slid further down, letting his fur run over Bobby's dick. The movement sent jolts of pleasure through Bobby.

Jinx looked into Bobby's eyes for a moment before lowering his head to Bobby's chest. He licked Bobby's tender nipple. Bobby squirmed. Jinx alternated licking and sucking the little circle of dark flesh. Bobby, attempting to retaliate, wrapped his legs around Jinx's body and squeezed, increasing the pressure on his own dick. As he rocked back and forth, Jinx bit his nipple. The pain mixed with his pleasure, causing Bobby to yelp. Another lick morphed the yelp into a moan. He was panting and sweating and although he liked the feeling of Jinx's body against his, there just wasn't enough of the right kind of friction. He wanted something more. He wanted to put his cock in Jinx. But as the thought formed in his mind, Jinx pulled away.

He opened his eyes to find Jinx's face hovering over his own. Those golden eyes were beautiful and Bobby decided that it wouldn't be too unpleasant to lie here and gaze at them all day. Going to the lake with his friends suddenly didn't seem all that interesting any more. Jinx was holding one of Bobby's hands against his chest and Bobby could feel each rise and fall of Jinx's steady breathing. It was almost romantic. Jinx looked at Bobby expectantly. He swallowed and bit his lip, fangs pressing into the flesh. "Can I—?"

"Yes," Bobby moaned. It seemed Jinx wanted it too. "Do it."

Despite Jinx's surprised expression, Bobby waited for the moment when Jinx would lower himself onto his waiting cock. Instead, Jinx leaned forward and brushed his lips against Bobby's. Just then a dark little doubt jolted what rational thought process was still functioning in Bobby's brain. He remembered what he had seen in the employee break room as Felix leaned towards Mrs. Stratton.

It was all alarmingly clear in a split second. As Jinx breathed in, Bobby could feel his own breath being pulled out of him. It wasn't until Jinx exhaled that Bobby was able to take a breath. This see-saw breathing didn't hurt, yet he sensed that control was being stripped away from him and he began to fight to break this weird connection. He couldn't speak. Turning away proved to be impossible. His body trembled as pleasure swallowed him up in a golden embrace, though an embrace completely different from what he had expected.

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"Is the ritual complete?"

"Yes."

A wet cloth ran over Bobby's body. Bobby dragged himself into consciousness while being dressed by Felix and Jinx. "Why are you two still here?" He noticed with some amusement that Jinx was wearing the uniform from the grocery store. It didn't look any better on him either. He tried to push the brothers away, but he lacked the strength. His body was relaxed and thoroughly exhausted. At least it wasn't the same kind of fatigue he felt after hours of wrestling practice. And his mind was clear, or reasonably so. The memories rushed back as he realized where he was and what had happened. He glared at Jinx. "What the hell did you do to me?"

"I fed on your life energy so I could increase my strength. Many opponents will challenge me after today and I have to be ready to fight."

Bobby didn't want to hear anymore of that crazy shit. "You promised that you would leave after ten minutes." He glanced at the clock. "That was more than thirty minutes ago. So hit the road and leave me alone."

"You're coming with me."

"No. Not interested."

"That's what you said about the sex."

"My parents won't let me." Even as Bobby said that he knew that Jinx wouldn't buy that lame excuse.

"You are coming with me." Jinx reiterated. He took hold of Bobby's left wrist and raised his arm. "Do you remember what I said about the trial I participated in?"

Bobby's patience was thin already. "Yah, yah, cunning, endurance. It was like a big game of hide and seek - so what."

"That is only one part of the trial. Another aspect of the trial is the search for a spell breaker. He is not easy to find. The last one that was part of my clan's team died many years before my grandfather was born. A team can still win without a spell breaker. In fact it's been years since any of the teams possessed one. Yet when a team has a spell breaker, the team becomes stronger and its social standing is improved."

"Great. Go find your spell breaker without me."

Jinx squeezed Bobby's wrist. A surge of warmth flooded his arm and settled in Bobby's chest. When Jinx opened his hand, there was an intricate metal braid around Bobby's wrist. "You are now part of my team, Spell Breaker. You have no choice in this matter." He pointed to some markings on the braid with a claw. "This is the clan's name and this is my name. I am now the leader of the team because I found you."

Bobby knew he was fucked. "All I did was cut the metal band with the snips. I didn't break any spell."

Felix spoke as he finished tying Bobby's shoes. "The snips were ruined the moment the collar began to heat up. The collar is made by magic and can not be cut by any physical means. Your focus and the strength of your intentions broke the spell and revealed your identity. Our true appearances were visible to you after that."

Bobby was about to lose it. "Why kind of stupid-ass job is that — to go around breaking magic collars?" he raged.

"Collars aren't the problem anymore," said Jinx. "It's the traps that other teams set for us. Some of the trap spells can not be broken by counter spells. Using magic in that situation typically only makes things worse. The spell breaker is needed at that time."

"But what if I can't do it again?" Panic gnawed Bobby's guts. "Hell, I didn't even know what I was doing the first time."

"Then you'll have a very brief career as a spell breaker," quipped Jinx, "and a very brief life."

Bobby wondered if he looked as shitty as he felt.

Felix touched the silver braid. "He's teasing you, Robert. You are a fighter and I have confidence in you. As you meet the other members of your team and train with them, your ability will improve." He nuzzled Bobby's cheek before lifting him off the bed. "The leader says it's time to go." Bobby was carried down the stairs and out the front door.

The driveway was empty. "What did you do with my car?"

"Sylvester parked it a few miles outside town after he cleaned up the mess in the kitchen," said Jinx with an I'm-not-worried-about-it tone of voice that Bobby would come to hate. "You planned to go somewhere, so your car can't be here if you're not home." Logical words, but Bobby still didn't like what he was hearing.

A Cadillac with tinted windows pulled up to the curb and Jinx opened the door to the back seat. "Get in. We need to leave this area before other teams arrive." Felix set Bobby's feet on the ground. Bobby's legs were wobbly and he had to hold onto the door to keep from collapsing.

"How long until I get my strength back?"

Jinx shrugged. "A few days. I took a little more of your energy than I needed so you wouldn't do something stupid like hurting yourself or trying to run away."

Felix walked behind the car and entered through the other side.

This wasn't how Bobby had envisioned leaving home. He had planned to graduate from high school and go to college. And even though he didn't rely on his parents all that much any more, he still didn't want them to worry about him. It hurt to know that they would be looking for him and wondering where he was or if he was even still alive. He shook his head in disgust when he realized that he had only himself to blame for what was happening. Returning the cat to Felix while it was still just a cat would have saved him a world of trouble.

Jinx tapped him on the shoulder. It took a surprising amount of energy for Bobby to turn his head and look at Jinx. The boy smiled at him.

"It's not all hard work and pain, you know. There are some perks."

Bobby snorted. "Great. So I can go to one of your weird-ass stores and buy hamburgers laced with catnip, right?"

Jinx looked mildly confused. "I guess you could. But the normal payment for a spell breaker is to repeat the celebration ritual with the leader." Jinx thumped himself on the chest.

Bobby shook his head. "No. None of that crazy breathing shit."

"The breathing — oh." Jinx laughed. "Bobby. The ritual is sex." Bobby stared at him, speechless. "Get in the car, Spell Breaker." Jinx did nothing to hide his amusement as he pushed Bobby forward.

Bobby slumped against the seat and Felix pulled him over just in time to avoid having Jinx sit on him. Jinx slammed the door into place as the car sped away from the curb.

Bobby had thought he was going to keep the cat. Instead, the cat kept him.

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