Never Trust A Smiling Cat
Hello, this is my first story here. First one I've written that I'm actually happy with so I figure it's worth posting. Just a little yiff between me and my first ex-boyfriend. Hope you like it.
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This story contains homosexual sex between two felines... so if you're not old enough or if this kinda thing just isn't your kink, leave now.
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Other legal crap: The story and characters are mine and my ex's, so you steal them and I'll have your furry hide ^_^
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Never Trust A Smiling Cat
By
Twisted Kitty
Tyler sat staring at his computer screen, at the blank page before him. He sighed heavily and rubbed his feline face, making the soft silver gray fur spike off in odd directions for a few moments before laying smooth again. "Come on, think about it, it's not that hard, it's a simple ritual and you've done it a hundred times, you should be able to write it down," He said to himself, pale green eyes scowling at the persistently blinking cursor. He glanced up at the clock on the wall above his computer as it ticked away the precious hours of the night. "4 am," he muttered, "Too early for any decent apothecaries to be open and too late to go through the tome again." He sighed again and got up from his chair and padded into the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. He rummaged through the pitifully stocked cupboard and managed to find a package of chicken flavored ramen. His sharp white claws made short work of the thin plastic wrapper and he pulled out the dried noodles and the little foil flavor packet. He set a water filled saucepan on the stove, put the noodles in and was about to turn on the burner but hesitated.
A wry smirk spread across his delicate (some would say effeminate) feline features, "I think not, we'll do this the fun way," the young mage said, taking a small step back. He traced a simple fire rune in the air, leaving a vague reddish glowing tinge, spoke a simple word and set the water boiling instantly. Tyler grinned at his work, it was a simple spell, any five year old child with any kind of talent could do it easily, but it was always good to practice the little things. He set the timer and headed back out to the computer. He got about halfway back to his chair when a slight tingling in his forehead made him change his direction and pad across the white carpet to his front door. He opened the door to find a scrawny black cat in a white t-shirt and khaki shorts with one hand paw raised, about to knock on the door. Tyler sighed, rolling his elegant almond shaped eyes slightly, and leaned against the doorframe, "Hello, Brandon, what is it that you want at this ungodly hour of the morning?"
"I... well, I just... um..." the smaller feline stuttered, unable to tear his blue eyed gaze away from the cool pavement at his feet, "I just thought, well, you called last night about that vial of dragon's blood that you wanted to borrow and I thought, maybe, I'd just-" he fell silent the moment a soft silver gray paw cupped his chin and lifted his eyes to those enchanting jade orbs he loved so much.
"You don't need a reason to come over and see me, Brandon," Tyler purred, secretly loving how it made the younger male shiver. He turned and stepped back inside, leaving the door open for his friend, "Come on in. I was just making some ramen, did you want any?"
"Well if you have it to spare, I know how tight your budget is," Brandon said stepping inside, shutting the door behind him, and followed the svelte gray feline into the kitchen. He stood and looked over his friend's slender form as the older mage set about making another serving of ramen. All Tyler was wearing were a pair of light blue jeans that fit him so nicely they tended to draw attention to his firm rear and gently swishing tail; Brandon was sure this effect was intentional. The black cat sighed softly, content to stand there and admire the perfectly toned chest, the soft white fur that stretched along the underside of his jaw and neck, down his chest and abdomen to disappear beneath his jeans. Brandon shivered slightly at the thought of what else was hidden under those jeans. He woke from his reverie to find Tyler standing in front of him with the teasing hint of a smirk he always wore. Brandon blinked for a moment before he realized that Tyler was handing him a bowl of ramen.
"Thanks," he said, glad the gray feline couldn't see his blush under his dark fur and, ears laid back slightly, took the offered bowl.
"No problem," Tyler replied, still with that sexy half smile on his face as he padded out to the simple blue couch and glass and wood coffee table out in the living room. He sat down, setting his bowl on the table with a soft clink, and gestured for Brandon to join him before picking his bowl up again and starting to eat. The black feline quickly obliged and sat beside his friend and started eating.
"So, you said something earlier about that dragon's blood you have?" Tyler asked after he'd finished his ramen, just trying to strike up a conversation, "It's in your left pocket, isn't it?"
Brandon nodded, slurping down his last mouthful of noodles and setting his bowl down, he'd ceased being amazed by his friend's psychic ability a long time ago, "Yeah."
Tyler, showing extraordinary quickness, reached into Brandon's pocket and fished out the little vial before the younger cat could even utter a squeak of surprise. Tyler smirked at him and took a moment to examine the vial, "I still don't know how you managed to get a hold of something so high quality, even with your budget."
Brandon returned his smirk, "You mean you don't know how I manage to keep that part of my mind so well guarded."
Tyler raised a delicate white lined eyebrow, "Touché."
Brandon just leaned back on the couch grinning smugly at the gray feline, but his smirk faded when he noticed the feral look in Tyler's pale green eyes. Blue eyes slightly wider than normal, black ears laid back in an almost comical look of frightened curiosity, not knowing what the silver tabby intended to do next.
"Tyler..." his voice wavered skittishly, "What are you thinking about?"
The older mage laughed softly, stood and moved back through the small apartment to his bedroom, calling back over his shoulder in a disarmingly innocent tone, "You'll see."
Brandon's ears fell back and he fidgeted nervously with his claws for the ten or so minutes that his friend was gone. When Tyler came back into the room he had something held secretively in one hand paw.
"Now," he said putting both hands behind his back, "Pick one... you'll get a treat either way, I promise."
Something about his voice was as disturbing as it was reassuring, how the two could go together was beyond the young cat, but he'd heard of Tyler using a similar trick before and that fact made him hesitate, "I'm not entirely sure if I trust your intent... especially not with that cheshire grin on your face."
"Oh, come on, Brandon," he scoffed, eyes looking heavenward for a moment, "You know I would never do anything to hurt you. Now choose, come on, don't go spoiling the game before it's begun."
"Game?" came the suspicious response, coupled with a raised eyebrow, "Now I know I shouldn't be trusting you. I've heard about your 'games' and I'd rather not get caught in the middle of one."
"Nothing to get caught in the middle of," his voice changed to that silky, seductive purring tone, "it's just you and me here, nothing bad will happen, you have my word."
Brandon thought for a moment about leaving but he looked up at Tyler, at those intense jade eyes luring him in to get lost in their enchanting gaze, and dismissed the idea completely.
"Choose," Tyler was focusing so much on the charm luring Brandon the word was barely audible. He smiled when the younger feline finally chose his left hand, that was the one holding the charmed dragon's blood; he did so love his games. He held the little vial out to his gaze-bound friend and the black cat took it and examined it for a moment, "Drink it. I promise you'll enjoy its effect."
Brandon opened the vial and sniffed at the substance cautiously, but at another soft command from Tyler he simply drained the little vessel. His senses reeled for a moment and when they finally settled again he found that Tyler had stripped and was sitting in his lap, arms draped around his neck and those alluring jade orbs, burning with barely restrained lust, were boring into his own innocent blue eyes.
"Tyler... what is this? What are you doing?" the black feline asked, his voice trembling ever so slightly, as his friend pulled his t-shirt off.
"You've wanted me since the day you met me," he said softly, hand paws working slowly, methodically, to unfasten his khakis, "I'm going to give you what you want."
"What was in that vial?" Brandon's voice came out as little more than an aroused whisper as Tyler's soft hand paws found his sheath. He wondered for a moment why he wasn't bothering to fight the tabby's efforts; the thought was too fleeting for him to even really grasp its existence.
"Nothing special," Tyler whispered, his voice steeped in lust. His hand paws continued their gentle ministrations, luring the younger feline's glistening pink shaft out of the soft sheath. He ran a gentle claw tip along the hardening length, smiling at the groan of pleasure that slipped from Brandon's lips. He continued his work, giving the throbbing organ a gentle squeeze every few strokes, claws tracing a vein here or there, all the while Brandon's moans grew louder and more passionate. Every once in a while it would be Tyler's name that slipped out of that inviting feline maw, but every time the tabby would hold himself back from taking that invitation. He knew what the young mage wanted more than anything in those moments was to feel Tyler's tongue meet his own, but the silver cat wouldn't give it to him, not yet. He stopped his attentions for a moment, drawing the perfect groan of need from the black cat, and kneeled in front of him, immediately taking the warm shaft into his mouth.
"Oh gods, Tyler!"
Tyler smiled as he continued to run his rough tongue over the pulsing organ, there was no sweeter sound in all the worlds than that of unbridled lust. He felt Brandon's gentle hand paw on the back of his head and he laid his ears back obligingly, eyes closing as he savored the salty sweet taste of the pre cum that flowed into his mouth. He sucked gently and slowly, increasing the speed and intensity according to his friend's moans, keeping him close to the edge but never letting him go over. Tyler held him in constant ecstasy and constant need for almost an hour before another cry begged him for release. He smiled slightly and slowly eased his captive back from the edge and then stopped, pulling away and moving back to his previous position, sitting in Brandon's lap with his arms around the black feline's neck. Brandon protested for a moment but Tyler silenced him with a kiss laced with the taste of his own arousal. The two stayed like that for long moments, muzzles locked, rough pink tongues exploring every inch of the other's mouth. Even when the kiss ended the two muzzles hovered a hair's breadth from each other.
"Tyler-" he was cut off before he'd even really begun to speak.
"Ask and you shall receive, my friend," Tyler whispered, "Tell me what you want."
"You already know."
"Say it," it was a command, not a request, "I want to hear you say it."
Brandon couldn't help but think Tyler was being cruel, part of him didn't want to give the tabby the satisfaction of hearing him beg, but it was easily overruled by the part that needed release. "Take me," he begged, his voice little more than a harsh whisper, "Take me, please, make me yours!"
Tyler couldn't help but smile at the desperation in the cat's voice, "As you wish." He easily pulled off the younger cat's khakis and tossed them into a forgotten corner of the room. He took a moment to admire his friend's lean body before he pulled him close and kissed him deeply. He gave Brandon a crafty little grin when the kiss broke. The black feline needed no more instruction than that and obligingly shifted so his back was to the tabby and lifted his tail. Tyler licked his lips as he stroked himself to full attention, all the while thinking of how good that pretty little star would feel wrapped around his pulsing length. He leaned forward, letting a bit of pre slick his friend's waiting passage before slowly pushing forward. Brandon moaned, ears laid back and eyes closed in pleasure, as Tyler spread him open.
"Oh Tyler," he groaned as the silver tabby pulled almost completely out of him, "more, please, let me feel all of you."
Tyler smiled and pressed forward again, burying just over half his shaft into that tight warmth. He drew another begging moan as he pulled out again and a short yowl of pure pleasure as he moved in again, hilting himself inside the squirming black kitty.
He bent over Brandon's back to murmur in his ear, "Like how that feels?" Brandon was so caught up in pleasure he could only nod. Tyler smiled wickedly and pulled out slowly and just as slowly thrust back in, starting a steady but unbearably slow rhythm, burying his entire shaft in that tight ass with every stroke. The silver tabby continued moving in steady, controlled strokes for long minutes, slicking the tight passage with his own pre; although control was becoming harder to maintain. The feel of the black cat beneath him, his back pressed against the tabby's chest, the sweet music of his moans, the sound of his hot, ragged breaths... it was enough to drive anyone mad with passion. Tyler found his own breath coming faster and harder, heavy with desire and his thrusts did the same, driving powerfully into the moaning cat beneath him.
He shut his eyes and buried his face in Brandon's soft black fur in a vain attempt to muffle a pleasured groan. He reached underneath the slim cat and wrapped his hand paw around the younger cat's achingly hard shaft and pawed him gently, stroking in time with his thrusts. Brandon gave a soft yowl and dug his short claws into the couch, no longer able to speak; words meant nothing at this point. The silver tabby hardly heard him, he was too caught up in lust to care anymore. He leaned a little farther over the black feline's back to grab hold of his wrists and hold them in place, an action that Brandon made no effort to fight; there is no aphrodisiac like power and in that moment the two cats were not friends, but master and slave and both knew which position he occupied. Tyler's rhythm escalated to a nearly frantic pace as he neared his peak, driving his entire length into the smaller male with every powerful thrust. Brandon's frenzied cries of pleasure echoed through the room as he came, spilling his milky seed onto the couch. The silver tabby above him yowled and clamped his jaws on the scruff of his neck hard enough to draw blood as he filled the black feline with his hot seed. Tyler slowly eased his thrusts and loosened his hold on his friend as his orgasm subsided and he came fully to his senses.
Both were left panting and pleasantly lightheaded for many minutes. The tabby moved to pull his softening cock out of the younger feline but was stopped by Brandon's sweetly begging blue eyes. Tyler sighed, lamenting giving in so readily, but obliged his friend. After a few moments Tyler sat on the couch, Brandon sitting facing him in his lap, the tabby's cock still inside him. He let his head rest against the tabby's chest, ears at half mast, as he purred contently. The silver cat kept one arm around the younger male's waist, his free hand absently petting the black cat, jade eyes still hazy with pleasure.
"Tyler," Brandon said softly, finally breaking the silence, "Tell me what was in that vial."
The tabby gave a wry smirk, "A little mixture I invented," he said simply, "It serves as a very light aphrodisiac but it's mostly intended to simply heighten physical sensation."
"And don't think I don't know that you had me gaze bound for those first few minutes," the black cat commented with a soft tired laugh, "You can be a real sneaky bastard sometimes, you know that?"
Tyler laughed softly and kissed him, "Now you know you should never trust a smiling cat."
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So yeah, there's my story. Hope you liked it and I hope you didn't get your keyboard all sticky. ^^ Please rate and please comment
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