Sleeping With The Enemy - Morning Breakfast
#1 of Sleeping WIth The Enemy - Series
The Sun's rays pierced my eyes through a gap in the curtains of my darkened room as little specs of dust drifted without a care passed it, the smell of hit my noise before anything.
I rolled onto my stomach and stretched extending my claws and opening my muzzle with a slight yawn, before retracting my claws again I opened my eyes then cringed with a killer hangover I Walked over to my Snow White laptop. Posters hung from the wall of various bands and musicians above My Eee Pc Notebook
Furanescence, Bless the Furall, Miku wolfsane, Vanessa Cat-ton, Pink
All just visible in the darkness, as I grabbed the silk like Blood red curtains and pull them back revealing the beach outside my balcony a few orcas and dolphins were out there on surf boards while girls in bikinis sunbathed on the almost white sand.
I cringed again "to bright" I mumbled as I shut them again and checked the computer, it was still booting up its programs and all the other junk I had downloaded for collage. A scent hit my noise, gently speaking to me in seductive smells. I hovered over to the door and opened it hoping to see my roommate cooking, but...
"Moring, Kitty" A Big German shepherd greeted me with a Soft smile.
I jumped back, due to it being my natural reaction when seeing a jock but not just any jock my tormentor for the last one and a half years, Kenta, I didn't know his real name everyone just called him that, just the sight of him made my sleek black cat tail Bristle in every direction.
He was an average German shepherd, thin muscular body, Powerful legs created from years of football training, a few cuts and bruises from some of his recent games, and the strongest yet Inviting arms I had ever seen,. But why was he in my house!
"What are you doing in my Apartment!?" I hissed in anger, presenting both my fags and claws
Before you thing oh yeah this is one of them cat vs. dog things, it isn't I have plenty of canine friends, but he rubbed me the wrong way, slushies in my fur, swapping my Swim uniform for the girls, Throwing my book bag in the fountain, and now how he just walked in to my domain... I wasn't going to have it.
"Whoa settle down Pussy" he giggled as he flips a fish in the frying pan.
"I hate it when people call me that" I growled starting to become distracted y the smell of fish
"Not what you were, telling me last night" he gave me a sly grin as he left the fish
Now I was curious "what do you mean?" I asked calming down but still having my claws out.
He squeezed his left nipple between his right Index finger and thumb and pretended to jerk off with his left hand.
"OH... god, oh, call me pussy... oh I love it" he mocked something I couldn't remember as I started at him with a look that said 'are you nuts?'
"Man you really were wasted last night" he chuckled, as he flipped the fish again
"Wha... but I only had soda, how'd..." I gave him a dark, angry stare as I thought of what they could have done to me to have this hangover.
"Quit burning holes in the back of my head already, yeah we spiked your drink" he replied Serving the pinky orange fish on a plate next to some eggs on the counter top bench.
I sat at the bench and poked a fork in the yoke of one of my eggs; it spilled and ran towards the fish, in a river of yellow. I stared at him analyzing his body Expressions as he looked at me.
"Trust me, I did you a favor being here, the boys wanted to show everyone at the party how much of a slut you were, I took you home and they came to your door thinking I had gone home" He smiled resting his head opposite me behind my food with big loving puppy dog eyes.
"And what you were doing this morning...?" I questioned with a scowl on my face
"If you can't remember I not telling you "he giggled looking in my fridge
I got up from my seat and walked behind him as he was bent over reaching the bacon in the back, I yanked his tail up and held it in one paw and slapped his ass with the other, he hit his head on the plastic fridge insert above his head.
"Look, tell me or your ass is mine... got it" I grinned like the cheesier cat my black fur glistened dark blue in the light as he looked back and wined playfully, grabbing the bacon and placing it in the frying pan, It crackled and popped slightly, it had a strong yet light smell to it almost musky.
"well I fell asleep on the couch and you came out in your boxers... and you got on me, it kind of went from there, by the way, you left your paddle on the floor" he smiled pointing to the Ping pong paddle laying on the floor covered in a few strings of cum. I blushed; I had never taken my toys out of my room they always stayed in my closet behind my bookcase unless I had a night free for a little me time, then I noticed I wasn't wearing my boxers.
'Well to late for that' I though looking over to the paddle
"I'll... pick it up later" I stuttered as I force fed myself the tuna
The only proof that what he said was true, sat on my living room floor, sprayed in seed. I dropped my fork when it was in Range of my mouth without realizing it.
Kenta grabbed me from the opposite side of the counter and hugged me closely, tearing slightly on my shoulder wetting my black fur, I stood still in complete shock as he whispered words I thought that id never hear from him
"I Love you, lazziX"
"w-what...?"