Something Selfish

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#3 of Messy Catgirl Smut

It wrote itself. I needed to put this feeling somewhere. I love boys.


Caught in the rain on a cool morning, Ellie, cooped up in her drenched hoodie, is sitting in a random café with a hot cup of mint tea. Then someone mildly familiar walks in, making the cat girl do a double take. A cute, boyish rabbit, chin length hair, short lanky build, a couple years younger than her. While he's fumbling with his umbrella by the door, she approaches him.

"Uhh, excuse me, do we know eachother?"

"Maybe?" He sounds nervous, like he'd rather not be having this interaction right now.

"Well, it's me, Ellie." She's a little nervous too.

"Oh... Tomboy?"

"Yeah, that one. Hi, Jay."

"Hii."

"I haven't seen you in fucking years." There's fire in her eyes.

"True, but please let me order, I need coffee," he complains, annoyed but without malice.

"Okay okay. You can sit next to me."

"Sure."

"Sorry." Before he can tell her she doesn't have to apologise, Ellie goes back to her tea. She clutches her mostly empty cup while watching him queue up and order.

He gets his drink and sits beside her, looking at her expectantly while sipping on it.

"So, I've moved out, and today I'm unpacking the last of my shit," he informs.

"Neat. Want me to come help?"

"There's only one or two boxes, I'll do it myself."

"I want to come with you anyway."

"Oh," he snickers. "I guess you can."

"Nice." She rewards him with an adoring smile. "How have you been, Jay?" She wraps an arm around his back.

"Have you always been so handsy?" He has a sheepish half smile on his face.

"No, I haven't. Just answer the question."

"Honestly?"

"Yes, honestly."

"I guess... Well, I've mostly been just a little lonely. I've been fucking around with a few guys, but it feels like something's missing. I don't feel like I can settle for anyone."

"I always knew you were a bottom."

"Uhh, I'm actually a switch," he corrects with a chuckle. "Do you still just want to bully me, Ellie?"

"Not really, no... I want something else."

"You're making it weird."

"Please just bear with me."

"Okay, I don't mind."

Ellie grins, but doesn't come up with anything to say other than "thanks, Jay."

Jay downs the rest of his coffee and sets down the cup. He seems to be drinking it for the effect, rather than the taste.

The two of them walk to his place, with the bunnyrabbit boy politely holding his umbrella over them.

"So uh, feel like telling me what the deal is?" Jay probes, making sly eyes at Ellie.

"I don't think I can find the words just yet."

"You're blushing."

"I know."

"Have you had a crush on me this whole time or something?"

"No, this is new."

"Hah. Go on."

"Uh. I actually need to think... I'll tell you when we're there."

"And what are we supposed to do until then?"

"Maybe we don't have to talk about anything at all."

"I guess we don't."

Jay's apartment looks very neat. The only sign that he's not finished unpacking is a small stack of boxes by the door.

"Jay?" she asks as soon as the door closes behind them.

"Hm?"

"Strip."

"What?"

"Get naked."

"Why?"

"Don't ask." Her face is reddening all over.

He hesitates, looking blankly into her pleading eyes. "...If you really want." He quickly gets out of his clothes, pulling off his socks last.

"You've barely changed, Jay," she observes, sizing him up.

"So I'm told," he retorts, self conscious.

"Look," Ellie approaches him, tossing aside her hoodie. She's wearing a shirt underneath, also a bit wet, with an obvious lack of a bra. "I'll be upfront, I think you can handle it, it's just that, I've been lonely too, and hornier than ever, and you're so perfect, Jayy..."

"Woah, Ellie..." He doesn't resist as she nearly pounces on him, grabbing him and pulling him in for a tight hug. His body is warm against hers. "How so?"

"You're really cute, kinda small but still definitely built like a guy, just a skinny one, you're light and energetic and, um, pretty hung... I want to hold your lanky, hot, virile little body against mine, ruffle your hair, kiss you, make you mine... I've been dreaming of something like this for so long, Jay, and the urge for it woke up again the moment I saw you, because you're just fucking perfect, Jayyyyy..." She really likes saying his name.

"...I don't know how to respond." His meaty, uncut dick pokes into her abdomen.

"You're hard though."

"I am. I feel so appreciated." He's blushing too.

"Come here," she says, pulling him in for a passionate, sloppy kiss, forcing her tongue in his mouth, running her fingers through his hair, her other hand going down to grope his small shapely boybutt. He doesn't resist, his tongue stays passively out of the way of hers as it digs around his mouth. "This must be what incest feels like, I love it, I'll fucking ravage you, Jay, first your mouth and then your innocent little body," she says, making him snicker, between rounds of making out. She pulls away after a couple minutes, out of breath. They both pant.

"Umm... I think you should undress too."

"Right." She does so, nearly ripping her own clothes off her lithe body. The air is flooded with her musk. "Don't mind my pubes."

"They're kinda hot."

"Good, but this isn't about me. Feel free to just pin me to the nearest wall and fuck me right here. You drive me mad, Jay."

"I can tell."

She comes up to him again, now naked, taking his erection between her thighs, wet with pussy juice. They stare into each other's eyes for a moment before she hooks her thumb on the corner of his mouth. "You're fucking adorable." He can't respond. "Lick it." He diligently swirls his surprisingly experienced tongue around her finger. She pulls it out. "Good boy. I've always liked how submissive you are."

"I'm getting used to hearing that about myself."

She takes a step back, freeing his cock, then walks around him to hug him from behind and start jerking him off while murmuring into his ear. "I love you. I lied earlier, I definitely had a crush on you all this time."

He doesn't answer. She toys with one of his nipples, pinching and tugging, which doesn't actually do much for him, but he doesn't mind. He knows she just wants to play with him.

Her hand glides back and forth along the impressive length of his dick, making the neat, delicate foreskin slide back and forth over his delicious tip with wet noises. His full balls start to get drawn up to his taint as his orgasm approaches. He whimpers.

"Don't hold back, I love hearing guys moan, cute ones like you."

He coos with pleasure as he humps her hand.

Her other hand joins in, one staying near the base and holding back the foreskin while the other goes to mercilessly rub his tasty pink glans. "Cum for me," she demands.

He whines, melting into her touch, his legs going a little weak. He can't take much more of this and ends up blowing a load all over the floor.

"Holy shit, good boy," she comments, her hands leaving his dick alone so she can hug him tightly like a plush toy, snuggling into his hair.

"Ffuck, I have to clean this up now," he complains weakly as he catches his breath.

"You can make me lick it off the floor."

"I don't feel like I can 'make' you do anything. Hold on, let me bring a paper towel."

She lets him go with an encouraging little smack on the butt.

Jay leans back against the nearest wall and watches Ellie crawling on all fours, tail raised, arching her back lewdly, showing him her sopping wet bushy cunt and somewhat less hairy asshole while cleaning his spunk off the floor.

"You're quite something, Ellie."

She looks back at him over her shoulder and smirks.