Green Tea, Cup One

Story by LillyOpossum on SoFurry

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Another little set of stories that are happening in the Jonestown world. This one being one that

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and I are working on, along with a few other writers that will be named later on.

Erin, Jonestown are mine.

Cassandra, and the Amrine family are

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I had fun working on this with Verb


The scenery flew by as the serval girl looked out the window from the back seat of the family Volvo. Her golden eyes took in the sights as they sped past, the snow covered landscape changing from that of vast fields, forests and mountains in the distance to that of signs of life. More and more houses started speeding by, soon stores, and other cars, it was clear that the family had reached the outskirts of a city.

"Jonestown," the serval girl said as she looked at the sign as it zipped past. "Mom, why are we here?" She asked, shifting her attention to the adult cat sitting in the front seat of the wagon.

"Well," she started out, "It seems that your great-aunt passed, and well, she left us the house."

"I know all that. I meant, why are we moving out to this backwater town?" she said looking back out the window, looking at the large cluster of buildings they were passing then glancing at the sign out front. "I mean look at that school, I beat they don't even have a sports team."

"Well, the house is paid for... So that would mean one less bill... That and your father can finally open his vet practice," her mother said, smiling as she glanced back at her daughter. "And if they don't, then you can get one started."

"And I don't know anyone here," the girl piped up again as she kept looking out the window, looking at the people walking about.

"I know, but this is your chance to meet new people and make new friends," her father chimed in this time. "And I'm sure that we can set something up if you want to see your old friends from back home."

The conversation came to an end with just a dejected sigh from the girl. Things stayed quiet until the car came to a stop before turning down a side road; a sign at the opening of the community read "Arlington Heights." The Heights, as the area was called by the locals, is a small neighborhood in the rich area of Jonestown.

"Wait, we had family that lived in a place like this?" The kitten said glancing out the window, looking at some of the larger, fancier houses.

"Yes," her mother said, staring out her window as she looked at the houses, counting off numbers. "Neil, over there." She said, pointing to one of the houses.

The house that she was pointing to was the one that her aunt left them in her will. The house was large, but nowhere as big as some of the other homes in the area. It was more than enough for the small family to live in, and even turn a few of the extra rooms into offices or a home theater.

"I see it, sweetie," he said as he pulled up to the drive way. "One twenty-two," he said, reading off the house number before pulling into the driveway.

"Oh yeah, that looks like something from a horror movie," the serval kitten said as she gazed out the window, looking at the house.

"Cassandra, don't be silly," the mother said. "This is a nice neighborhood; nothing like that would happen here." She shook her head a little as her husband parked the car.

"Yeah... This has horror movie plot written all over it," Cassandra said as she looked up to the house. "That and I bet it smells like old people or mold... or both."

"Cassandra, behave," her mother said, scolding her as they all started getting out of the family Volvo.

"Ok," she said, rolling her eyes as she walked to the back of the car. Her father opened it and starting to pull bags out. He handed Cassandra her bags, then offered one or two of the small ones with his wife's name, Olivia, on them. He grabbed all the rest of them himself.

"Sweetie, I can take a few more if you need help," Olivia said as she walked with her husband and daughter up the stone paved walkway.

"I got it. You just go get the door," he said, smiling as he watched her and Cassandra walk ahead a little. Olivia set her bag down and pulled out a key. She slipped it into the lock and turned, the door creaking open.

"Murder in Arlington Heights," Cassandra said at the sound, refusing to let the idea die.

"Oh come on, we've got to pick out your room," Olivia said, rolling her eyes as the two walked into the house with her husband in tow.

"Ok," the young girl said as she took a moment to look around the entryway of the house, thinking of what floor she wanted to look around first to find her new bedroom.

The serval girl took her time making her way through the house, looking at all of the different rooms. None of the ones on the first floor grabbed her attention. All of the rooms seemed to be the same as the other ones. A window or two at most, a closet tucked into the corner... They all felt stale. Slowly, she made her way to the stairwell, standing at the bottom of the steps. She smiled. She bent her knees a bit, lowering her stance before jumping, showing off her natural skills as she leapt halfway up the steps. With one last leap she was at the top on the second floor.

Once again, she repeated the process of walking around this floor, looking at all the rooms, trying to find the one that would be her bedroom. Sadly, like the ones on the bottom floor, they were all the same. Soon, her exploration brought her to the end of a hallway with a door leading to another small set of steps. She started walking up the steps, a little miffed that she couldn't jump like she wanted to, but once she made it to the top, the sight that greeted her was more than enough to make up for it.

Her aunt had turned the attic of the house into another room. Part of the far wall had been replaced with a large bay window, while the rest of the room was nice and open. It even had a little closet built in the corner. The room lacked any of the furnishings needed to be a bedroom, but their furniture would be getting delivered later in the afternoon. She was already thinking about how she was going to set up the room.

"Dotty, sweetie, are you up here?" her mother's voice called out, followed by the sound of someone walking up the stairs.

"Yeah, mom, I'm up here," she called back, blushing a little at the nickname that her mother had given her a long time ago. "I found the room that I want."

"Oh, that's good, sweetie," she said, looking around the room with a smile. "Oh yeah, this will be perfect for you if we just move a few things around."

"I'm already planning that, mom," she said, smiling as she looked at the window. She was going to put her bed there; that way she could snuggle up and just look out the window, among other things.

"It's a nice view, isn't it?" the mother cat asked, smiling and standing with her daughter. "Why don't you go for a walk to the town? I'll come pick you up when the moving truck gets here. It can be your chance to go meet some of the other girls your age."

"But I don't know where anything is," she said with a little huff, still looking out the window for a moment before turning to face her mother.

"We passed a nice looking cafe on the way up Main Street," she said, smiling and holding out her hand, offering the girl a few bills. "Go get a coffee or something."

"Ok," the kitten said, smiling and taking the money and putting it in her pocket as the two started walking down the stairs.

"I'll call you when the truck gets here, and let you know I'm on my way to pick you up," Olivia said as they got to the steps leading down to the first floor. "Have fun, sweetie."

"I will, mom," she said as she started down the stairs, getting to the halfway point before jumping to the floor then heading over to her suitcase. She opened it and started digging through the contents, before pulling out her jacket and slipping it on. She headed out the front door, pushing it closed behind her.

Once she got outside, she looked around, taking in the sights of the snow-covered houses, streets and lawns. With a little sigh, she started walking down the street, shivering a little as the cold winter wind cut through her. She would look up to the houses and try and guess who, or what kind of people, lived in them. Nine times out of ten she figured that they were all old people, and she knew that she would be lucky to find someone her age that lived in the neighborhood.

Soon, she made it to the end of the street and looked at the 'Arlington Heights' sign, letting out a little huff, wisps of steam rolling from her muzzle. She turned and started walking down the street, heading to the town's main street. The whole time that she was walking her mind was going a million miles an hour. Her thoughts bounced from the new school that she would be going to in just a week or two to the people that she would meet, and all the other things that she would run into in this new town.

Soon enough, she made it to the cafe that her mom had mentioned. 'Coal Pot Café,' the sign read. The cafe was a fair-sized one. She could see through the window that it wasn't the busiest place, but places like this were better when they were quiet. She could see the employees behind the counter working, and a few other people in the building, sitting around, drinking coffees of different kinds, reading, working on laptops... different things like that. She walked in, glancing around the building. It was warm and welcoming, the scents of coffees, teas and cakes filling her nose as she walked up to the counter and looked up to the menu board.

She looked up, unsure of what she wanted. She never really cared for coffee since it made her feel even faster - made the world pass by even quicker. She kept looking over the menu board until she noticed that it was her turn to place her order.

"Welcome to the Coal Pot Café," the male cat behind the counter said, smiling as he looked down at the girl. "What can I get you today?"

"Ummm..." she murmured to herself, still unsure. "I guess a cup of green tea and a Blackbottom cake." Cassandra said, looking from the board to the worker.

"Good choice," he said, nodding as he keyed the order into the register. "That will be four dollars and fifty-three cents." She nodded as she pulled some money from her pocket and gave the worker a ten before getting her change.

She stepped to the side, turning to look out at the floor of the café. She leaned against the counter, looking at the different people that occupied the building. Her eyes came to rest on a girl that looked like she was about her age, maybe a year older or so. The girl was sitting at a table reading a book, nursing a cup of some kind of tea. She was some sort of bat, the feline guessed. Fluffy, white-furred, with rather bright yellow ears and a leaf-shaped nose, all topped-off with a mop of long red hair. Cassandra watched her for a moment, seeming to study the way she moved, making sure that her black wings didn't knock anything over. She was dressed in a simple long-sleeve shirt that had been modified to allow for her wings.

"Miss, your order is ready," the male's voice came again, snapping her back to reality.

"Thank you," she said, nodding and taking the small tray with her cake and tea on it. Without saying anything, she made her way over to where the bat sat, sitting down in the chair across from her. "Hey," she said, looking over at the bat. The other girl slowly looked up from her book.

"Umm... Hello," the bat girl said, her dark brown eyes looking into the serval's golden ones, before moving about and taking in the rest of the feline, looking over her golden fur, brown and black rosette, even her large rounded ears.

"I'm Cassandra. My family just moved to this little hole in the wall," she said, reaching out and picking up her cup of tea. She sipped it a little before putting it back down. "So I don't know anyone here, and you look my age, so I thought that I would come over and talk to you," she explained, speaking a mile a minute. The bat girl just cocked an eyebrow a little.

"Ok..." she said, closing her book and setting it to the side. "I'm Erin." She smiled a little before leaning back in her chair. "This town is... Well, a hole in the wall, but you can find stuff to do." She reached for her glass, sipping at its contents. "What brought you out here? And where are you from?" Erin asked.

"Marblecliff, New Hampshire," Cassandra said, picking up her cake and peeling the wrapper away from part of it, "and something to do with our family inheriting this old house." She took a bite of her treat, purring happily as the flavors spread over her tongue. "So, do you live near here?"

"I live in the apartment building a few doors down, with my mom and brother," Erin said, glancing out the window, then back at Cassandra. She watched the girl for a moment, noticing that she was bouncing her leg up and down rapidly. "Heh, there's no need to be nervous, I'm not one of those bats that drink blood," Erin said, snickering and sticking her long tongue out.

"It's not that. I've been stuck in a car for like ever on the way here," she said, pausing for a moment to take another bite of her cake. "Besides, you're too cute and fluffy to bite someone," she added with a giggle.

"Oh, bite me," the bat replied, poking her tongue back out, snickering at the other girl's joke. "If you want, and don't mind braving the cold, I can take you on a little tour of Main Street." She picked up her glass and finished off the contents.

"Sure. I mean, if I'm going to be stuck in this town then I might as well learn the layout," Cassandra said, putting the wrapper from her cake on her tray, and reaching for her cup. She took a long swig of the tea before setting it down.

"Well then, you ready?" Erin asked as she got up and grabbed her messenger bag, slipping the book that she had been reading in and putting it on. She picked up her cloak and draped it over her shoulders, then buttoned the front.

Cassandra smiled as she got up and followed the bat girl out the door of the cafe and started down the street. The white bat girl nearly blended in with the fresh layer of snow that seemed to cover everything around them. She took her time, pointing out the different little shops, talking about the ones that had the best snacks, the ones where jerks worked, and which ones to avoid all together. The whole time, Erin was taking note of the feline's twitchy, hyper nature.

"So, tell me," Erin started, the two walking into the gates of the park at the end of Main Street, "is it just you that's all twitchy, or is all of your species like that?" She walked over to one of the tables under the awning the park had set up for rainy/snowy weather.

"Well, normally I have sports to help burn off all the extra energy, and when I'm not playing sports I usually have weed to help slow me down. But I had to flush it all down the drain before coming here," Cassandra said, sitting down next to her new friend.

"A sporty stoner... That's a new one," Erin said, smiling before pulling her bag into her lap and digging through it. She closed it a moment later and set it back to her side. "Soooo..." she began, looking down to Cassandra, "I might be able to help you." She got up and motioned for her to follow.

"Wait, you smoke?" she asked, getting up and following the fluffy girl, smiling at the thought of getting to smoke and slow down.

"Once in a blue moon," Erin said, nodding as she lead her new friend to her apartment. Both her mom and her brother would be out, and would not get home for a little while. "Only when I need to rest," she said. It was about this time that Cassandra noticed that Erin was walking with a bit of a limp.

"Trouble sleeping at night?" She asked as the two got to the building and went in.

"Something like that," she said as she walked up to the wall that housed the mailboxes for the building and opened the one with four hundred thirteen on it. "I hope you don't mind, but we live on the fourth floor." She closed the mailbox and stuffed the mail into her bag.

"Not at all," Cassandra replied as she turned and walked up to the stairs that led to the next floor.

"Where are you going?" Erin asked, tilting her head as she watched her friend heading the wrong direction.

"You said you lived on the fourth floor," the serval said, now confused as well.

"I did, but that doesn't mean we have to walk up the stairs," she said, walking up to a small elevator that looked more like a door with a handicapped sign on it.

"We can't use that," Cassandra said, watching as Erin reached into one of the pockets in her cloak.

"When you have the key you can," she said, putting the key in and turning it. The door opened and the bat stepped in, the serval following her.

"Well you're just full of surprises," Cassandra said, smiling as Erin reached over and pressed the '4' button.

"Stick around; you'll be surprised at just what I'm capable of," Erin said, smiling as the elevator carried them to the selected floor, jerking to a stop before the door opened. "Come on." She reached out and took the feline's hand in hers, pulling her down the hallway. The bat girl blushed a little when she got to the door of her family's apartment, realizing that she had been holding her friends hand. "Welcome to Casa de Bat," she said with a flourish as she used her key to unlock and push the door open before stepping inside, Cassandra following her.

As she stepped into the apartment, the serval's eyes darted around the living room, taking in the sights that the small apartment had to offer. The living room was well-cleaned and taken care of, no doubt the mother's doing; there was only a little dust on the shelves in the corners. Once again, the bat took her by the hand and led her down a small hallway up to a door, before unlocking it with another of the many keys that she had on her key ring.

"This is it, my little paradise," Erin said as she swung the door open and stepped in. Her room was small and kind of cramped, but a sliding glass door leading to the balcony in the back seemed to help put the cat at ease. The room was a bit of a mess: empty soda and drink bottles sitting around her desk; a closed laptop and a netbook sitting on the desk; a small, what looked like an altar took up the other half of the desk. The bed in the corner was half-made, more just a pile of blankets and pillows sitting on top of the mattress, with a camera and lens sitting on the bed along with a book and a few other odds and ends. The walls were covered in random posters from video games and photos of animals. An entertainment center sat at the foot of the bed, complete with a TV and a game system.

"It's a little bit of a mess," Erin said, walking over to the foot of her bed pulling off her cloak and it and her bag onto her bed.

"Don't worry, I'm used to it. Some of my friends back home are the same way," Cassandra said as she kept looking around the room, taking in the sights.

"If I would just get the cans and stuff up it would be pretty good," Erin said as she knelt down and, with one hand, lifted up the mattress. She used the other to feel around under it. "Hey, look on my desk and see if you see a white zippo." She pulled out a small metal cigarette case. "We're all set," she said, getting up and heading to the sliding door, then pushed it open and stepped out. She opened the case and pulled out a small blunt.

"You're a lifesaver of sorts," the feline said as she walked out onto the balcony with the bat, handing her the zippo.

Without saying anything, Erin brought the blunt to her lips and placed it there, flicking open the lighter and flicking it a few times before holding up the flame to the end. She took a few puffs before closing her lighter and slipping it into her pocket. She took a deep drag. and handed it to Cassandra, who did the same. Erin let out a long exhale, blowing out a stream of smoke, even finishing off with a few smoke rings.

"That's better," Erin said, murring softly as she looked over to Cassandra, watching her exhaling the cloud of smoke.

"A lot," the serval said, smiling as she felt the chemicals in the pot starting to slow her down. "So what all is there to do for fun around here?" she asked, leaning her butt against the railing of the balcony, offering the blunt back to Erin.

"Well, if you're like me, there is the cafe, it's nice to sit there and read and grab a snack," she said before taking a deep breath. "Then there's the park. It has the sports fields." She smiled and turned to the serval, then asked, "Shotgun?"

"You read my mind," Cassandra said, smiling as she got up and leaned in close, watching as Erin brought the blunt back up to her lips. She took a long drag before flicking the end of the blunt over the balcony.

Without saying anything, the two girls leaned in and pressed their lips to one another, opening their muzzles. Erin started to blow the smoke into her new friend's muzzle, who greedily inhaled it just as quickly as Erin could give it. This lasted for what seemed like forever to the two girls, but it was only a few seconds at most. The 'kiss' was broken for a moment as Cassandra blew the smoke, but the moment that she was done, Erin leaned in and pressed her lips against the feline's.

The bat pressed her lips and body against Cassandra's, naughty hands and wings wrapping around her as the two started making out. Tongues started to wiggle into one another's muzzles, dancing around, taking in the taste of the other's mouth. The faint taste of weed smoke covering the pair's palates. Erin's hands started to move around, taking in the curves and the shape of the serval's toned, lithe body, soon coming to rest on the hips of her feline friend. The two stayed like this for a moment, before Erin broke the kiss, smiling as she did.

The two didn't have to say anything to one another, just a quick nod and they made their way back into the house. With a little nudge from Erin, Cassandra flopped back onto her bed with a soft *thump.* Making slow deliberate moves, Erin started to climb onto the bed and on top of Cassandra. She smiled as she looked down, her locks of red hair falling down and teasing the cat's whiskers. She just smiled at her new friend before leaning down and pressing their muzzles together and picking up where they left off.

The bat's winged paw started sliding up along Cassandra's side, letting her dulled claws tease along her body, getting a little shiver out of her as they made their way up, looking for something as they went. Slowly, as the two's tongues danced about, Erin's hands lifted Cassandra's shirt up before coming to rest on her budding breasts. The bat teased her through her bra just a little before slipping under the fabric and seeking out her nipples, finding and starting to tease them, rolling the little nubs between her fingers.

With a squeaky little moan, the feline smiled, breaking the kiss. "Mmmmh, someone moves as fast as I do," she purred as she arched her back a little and reached under herself, unhooking her bra. She didn't have time to move it up and out of the way before the bat did it for her. Erin didn't say anything as she leaned in, her lips meeting with one of Cassandra's nipples, wrapping around it and starting to suckle hard, her long tongue starting to flick and wiggle against it. This went on for some time before the sound of a ringing cell phone caught the two off guard.

"Not mine," Erin squeaked out as she sat up and rolled off of Cassandra, watching as she reached into her pocket and pulled out her cell phone. The serval read the name on the screen and saw that it was her mom calling.

"Hello," she said when she answered the phone. "Oh, ok... I meet a friend and we were hanging out at her house... Ok... I will meet you back at the cafe... Ok, I will." She pressed the 'End' button on her phone and started fastening her bra.

"Mother?" Erin asked as she sat up, leaning against the wall.

"Yeah, the moving van just got to the house, and they are ready to do my room," she said, sitting up and adjusting her shirt. "She also said to invite you to come over and have dinner." She blushed a little as she swung her legs off the side of the bed. She stood up and extended her hand to the bat to join her.

"Mmmm, that sounds good to me," she said, getting up and grabbing her bag and cloak.

"My family is boring and all that," Cassandra warned as they made their way to the door leading out to the hallway.

The bat closed and locked the door behind her. "Don't worry; my family's weird enough for the both of us," Erin said, smiling as the two walked through the building, heading for the front door. The bat stopped at the little kitchenette and jotted down a little note saying that she would be at a friend's that would be back later.

The two made their way to the elevator and rode it down to the first floor, then started making their way to the cafe, chit chatting the whole way there. Both of them were a lot more relaxed. Cassandra even noticed that Erin's limp was a little better, though she wasn't too sure why. By the time that the two made it to the cafe, Cassandra spotted the family wagon.

"Over there," she said, pointing to the car and motioning for her friend to follow her.

When the two climbed into the back seat, her mother turned to Erin. "Hello there," Olivia said, smiling to the new girl. "I'm Cassandra's mom, Olivia." She turned from the girls back to the road and started the short ride home.

"Hello, Ms. Olivia," Erin said, trying to be nice and proper, "I'm Erin."

"Great, I'm happy to see that my little Dotty made a friend," Olivia said smiling as they pulled into Arlington Heights.

"Dotty?" Erin asked, sounding a little confused. "Is that like your middle name?"

"No," Cassandra said, blushing a little, "it's a little nickname that she gave me when I was little, and it's really embarrassing." She rolled her eyes.

"I don't know, I think that it's cute," Erin told her, smiling as they pulled into the driveway. They could see the moving van parked out front.

"You can help me set up my room," Cassandra said with a smile, watching as they pulled different things out of the van and toted them into the house.

"And since you're being so nice and helping out, you can stay for dinner, too," Olivia offered as they got out of the car and walked through the front door.

"This way," Cassandra said, smiling and leading the bat up to the stairs. She stopped at the bottom and leapt halfway up, and then the rest of the way.

"That's... Awesome!" Erin exclaimed, smiling and stretching her wings out. "I can do something like that." She flapped her wings before jumping, more or less fluttering up to the second floor.

"Oh wow. Can you fly, like... really high?" Cassandra asked as she watched Erin landing, stumbling a little bit as she touched down.

"I did just then," she said, giggling at the joke that she made. "But kinda. I can fly for short distances." She followed the serval down the hall to the door leading to the attic, then following her up to her room.

"This is going to be Casa de Cat," she said, showing off the unfurnished room. Erin took a moment to look around. It was about then the two heard a voice calling to them.

"Where do you want the bed?" a rough male voice called out as two of the movers made their way up the steps, carrying the railing for the bed.

"Right over there," she said, pointing to the area in front of the window. She watched the workers take the rails to where she had indicated and start to put the bed rails together.

Cassandra and Erin stood around the room watching the workers set things up that they brought in, telling them where everything belonged. She pointed out where she wanted her dresser, her entertainment stand, and everything else. Once they were done bringing in the big stuff, they brought in her suitcases and set them to the side, letting her decide where she was going to put all of her clothes and other small things.

"Thank you," Cassandra said as she dug through a box, picking out and putting her various odds and ends on the shelves, Erin giggling at some of the cute little knick-knacks. She took the time to glance over the many accolades the feline had; numerous MVP ribbons and trophies, all of them for soccer and softball.

"Don't worry about it. I know how it can suck to be new in a place like this, or any where," Erin said, smiling. "And odds are, I will be the one that shows you around the school when that starts back up on Monday... I somehow ended up on the welcoming committee for the school."

"Sounds like a blast," Cassandra said, snickering. "I wonder if they know that you're such a bad girl."

"Now, you're one to talk there," the bat said ,smiling and nudging the cat. "Besides, I'm really... tame."

"I don't know, you seem pretty cool to me," she said ,smiling as she sat down on the edge of her bed. She looked over her room and smiled at the way that it turned out, the two proud of the job that they did with the placement of everything. "Say, would you... like, want to stay the night, you know ,to make up for all the things that you did for me?" she asked, blushing a little as she felt the bed shift as Erin sat next to her.

"Yeah, that would be nice," Erin said happily, "I didn't have anything else to do, and I'm sure that my mom wouldn't mind... She's always talking about how I need to take a break from playing Guild Wars Two and interact with real people." The white bat smiled and laid back on the bed.

"Yeah, cause you know," Cassandra said, smiling as she climbed on top of Erin. "there are people out there that will do things those boring old NPCs won't." She leaned in, her muzzle just a few inches away from the bat's.

"Oh really? And what might that be?" Erin asked, already knowing the answer as she brought her arms up and around the waist of her friend, resting her hands on her butt. "I mean they can give some pretty epic rewards for quests."

"I don't think they are as epic as this reward," Cassandra said as she leaned in, pressing her muzzle back against Erin's. Her tongue pushed right into the bat's mouth, seeking out and starting to dance with her tongue. The two laid there on top of one another for a little bit, letting their tongues dance around each other's muzzles, feeling out each little hidden nook and cranny.

All the while, the two's hands were doing the same. Erin's hands slid down, along Cassandra's hips and legs, feeling the strong muscles hidden under her fur and clothes, before moving up to her back,to hold her close. She could feel Cassandra's hand slowly teasing its way down her body. It started to slide up her hip and along her side, getting a little shiver out of her as it hit her ticklish spots. Soon it made its way up to her chest and started to tease her budding breasts through her shirt. It teased her for a moment, before sliding down, making its way to the edge of her jeans, threatening to slip in.

"Dotty, Erin. Dinner is ready," they heard Olivia call to them, the two breaking the kiss.

"Well, shit," Erin said, panting a little as Cassandra rolled off of her and sat up. The bat sat up, too.

"Oh, don't worry, there will be plenty of time for fun later," Cassandra said, smiling as she got up. "You helped me out, and I'm going to return the favor." She started to walk to the stairs, watching as Erin got up and followed her. Erin was walking kinda funny, but she didn't pay any real mind to it.

The two made their way down to the first floor, and after a little looking around they found the dining room. The dining room was large, and like the rest of the house, it was over-furnished for the small family that was living there now. The table was big enough to seat at least twice the number of people if not more. This meant that the two ended up sitting on the opposite side of Cassandra's parents.

The four sat there eating dinner and idly chit-chatting about different things. They talked about the school that Cassandra would be going to, Erin assuring them that she would make sure that she would be the one that shows her around. Erin even ended up telling them where they could find different things in the town. Other than that, the dinner was pretty normal, aside from the fact that Cassandra and Erin would play footsie under the table.

"Mom, would it be ok if Erin spent the night here?" Cassandra asked, setting her fork down and looking across the table to her mom.

"Is it ok with her mom?" Olivia asked, smiling warmly.

"I haven't asked her yet," Erin said, reaching into her pocket and pulling out her phone, looking at the time. "She should be getting home in just a little bit. She's just getting off work and she has to go get my brother from his friend's." She put the phone back in her pocket. "I'll call when she gets home and let you know."

"Ok, if it's ok with her mother, then it's ok with me," the mother cat said, smiling as she finished her dinner.

"Thank you, ma'am." Erin said, smiling as she put her fork down.

"Now, you two go play," Neil said, chiming in, watching the two get up and head off to Cassandra's room.

"It's nice to see Dotty making friends," Olivia said, smiling to her husband.

Back in the her room, Erin was sitting on Cassandra's bed, reaching into her pocket, pulling out her cell phone. It was an older model, but it was still pretty good. She scrolled through her list of contacts and pressed the one labeled 'mom', listening to the ringing as she waited for her to pick up.

"Hey, mom," she said when she heard someone pick up on the other end. "I'm going to stay at a friend's house tonight." She paused, listening to her mother. "Don't worry, we won't, and it's ok with her parents... Ok, love you, too," She said as she hung up the phone and tossed it into her bag. "Looks like I will be crashing here with you," she said with a smile.

"Great," Cassandra purred and smiled. "Now, where were we?" she asked as she scooted closer to her new friend.

"Well, I've been wanting to taste you," Erin said, smiling and leaning in before kissing the kitten on the neck.

That was all she had to say before sliding off the bed and between Cassandra's legs, smiling up at the serval girl as she started unbuttoning and then unzipping her jeans. She tugged them down, along with her panties, as Cassandra lifted her butt up a little. The bat let out a happy little squeak as she leaned in, pressing her nose right against Cassandra's clit, taking in her strong scent.

Soon, Erin's tongue slipped out and pressed against the feline's folds. She began to slide it from the bottom of her slit to the top and along her clit, pressing harder as it slid across her clitoral hood, getting a moan out of her lover. She kept lapping at her, tasting the sweet dampness that was collecting. Soon, she felt a pair of paws resting on her head, spurring her on, pressing her tongue deeper between her labia, getting it deep into her lover's honey pot.

She kept working harder, pressing her tongue as deep as she could, seeking out all the spots that made her moan the loudest. Soon, she could feel the cat's walls start to tighten around her tongue and her legs clench tighter around her head. She felt her lover tighten up and twitch, moaning as she came. Erin drank down all of the sweet juices that Cassandra gave her before leaning back and licking her lips.

"Mmmmh, that hit the spot," Erin said, smiling and looking up at the serval, watching her pant and purr as she came down from her release.

"Mmmmh," Cassandra said with a little huff, "I think it's time I get a taste of a bat." She gave a seductive grin as she looked back down at her lover.

"Ummmm," Erin said, blushing and looking down, "that's the thing." Her pink blush only deepened through the white fur on her cheeks. "I... ummm... have a cock."

"That's ok, I've been with a herm before," Cassandra said, still smiling at the blushing bat.

"I... don't have a cunt, just a cock," Erin said as she looked down at the bulge in her jeans. "I'm not a herm."

"That's ok, too," she said, smiling and reaching down. She lifted Erin up to look at her. "I wasn't with her for her cunt." She gave Erin a playful wink.

It seemed that was all that Erin needed. In a flash, she and Cassandra were standing up and pressing close to one another. She snuck in a little kiss, giving the kitten a taste of her own pussy as Cassandra worked on getting her pants unbuttoned. Once they were unbuttoned, a hand slipped right into them, causing Cassandra to blush as she came across just what Erin was packing.

"Oh my," She said with a smile, turning in place and pushing Erin onto the bed. The bat's cock was now peeking out of her panties and her open jeans.

With a little flourish, Cassandra kicked her jeans and panties the rest of the way off and slowly climbed onto the bed, and on top of Erin. She let her hands slowly and teasingly pull her lover's panties and jeans down enough to free her cock and balls, causing the bat to blush more as she was exposed. Cassandra smiled as she sat there stroking her cock, working it to its full hardness.

"Just lay back and enjoy," Cassandra said as she slid up a little more, grinding her slit along Erin's cock, which caused them both to moan and wiggle.

The cat smiled as she kept grinding along her lover's cock, soaking it in her wetness. She teased her a little longer before lifting up her hips and reaching her hand down between their sexes. Slowly and carefully, she lined up the tip before let the broad head of the bat's cock press at her opening. She ever-so-slowly slid down the spire of flesh, getting moans out of both of them. Soon, she hilted the cock in her, purring and panting softly as she let her hands slide up along Erin's belly. She pushed the bat's shirt up and unhooked her bra.

"You're kinda cute with all the blushing," Cassandra said, smiling and allowing her hands play with the bat's budding chest, her fingers teasing and tweaking the stiff nipples.

Once again, Erin blushed at the comment, but soon let out a moan as she felt Cassandra begin to move. She lifted herself up, taking her time, both to tease Erin and to enjoy the feeling of the oddly-shaped cock that was in her and rubbing along her walls. The bat's hands soon found Cassandra's hips as she started bouncing a little faster. The bat thought it was about time to do a little teasing of her own.

She pulled one hand away from the cat's hips, licking and suckling on her finger a little, soaking it in her saliva. Once she was happy with her work, she reached back behind the bouncing cat, using one hand to pull her cheeks open. She pressed her finger against the serval's tail hole, letting it tease and prod her back door, which earned her a little meep out of her lover. She let the tip of her finger slowly slip in and make its way a little deeper. She took her time, both for Cassandra to get used to it and to tease her along further.

Soon, the two were moaning and panting harder and faster. Erin's finger teased Cassandra's tail hole as she rode her cock faster and harder, to the point of filling the room with wet slapping sounds. Cassandra's hands gripped the sheets on either side of Erin's head as she pulled her finger free from her lover's tail hole. Her hands joined the cat's in gripping the sheets.

"Oh God, I'm getting close," Erin panted out. "I can't hold it much longer." Her voice was reduced to an almost lust-filled whimper.

"Me too," Cassandra panted out as she kept riding, slamming herself against Erin's hips harder and faster. Soon, the serval girl clenched as she came hard around the cock, her silky walls squeezing and massaging the still flesh inside of her. She could feel Erin's cock begin to twitch, and knew that it was time. In one smooth move, she pulled off of her lover's cock and started grinding against it.

"Fuuuuuuck!" Erin moaned out as she felt Cassandra pull off and start to grind against her shaft. It twitched and spasmed as she came, spurting thick ropes of bat jizz onto her belly, her hips bucking a little as she rode out the orgasm.

The two took a moment, panting and smiling at one another, before Cassandra slid down a little, leaning in and licking at the sticky strands that nearly blended in with Erin's white fur. It took a little work for the bat not to laugh at the feeling of the cat's rough tongue teasing and licking her belly.

"Shotgun?" Erin asked, smiling as she watched Cassandra kiss her way up her belly, making her way back up to her muzzle.

"You read my mind," Cassandra replied with a grin. The young lovers locked lips and Cassandra pushed the creamy load into Erin's mouth along with her tongue. Their tongues danced around, pushing the load of cum back and forth between one another's muzzles, making sure to share the salty taste before breaking the kiss, both of them swallowing down a portion of the load.

"That... that was... Fuck, that was good." Erin panted out, smiling as Cassandra laid down with her.

"Mmmmh..." Cassandra said, nodding. "I think it was a fair trade." She gave the bat another playful wink.

"Anytime, Sweetie," Erin said, smiling and sitting up. She watched Cassandra get up and head over to her dresser, pulling out some pjs. She tossed her a shirt and some loose flannel pants.

"Something better to sleep in," she said as she started changing out of her clothes and into the pjs that she picked out while Erin did the same. She slipped into the bottoms that she was given and then changed her shirt, before tossing her dirty clothes into a pile with her bag.

There was little said between the two as they climbed into Cassandra's bed, snuggling up and purring happily. The two of them were tired from their day of moving and getting settled in, being shown around town and the other, naughty fun that they had shared. Sleep soon took them as Erin wrapped her winged arms around her new lover, acting like another little blanket.